Chapter Six:
Mace was infinitely happy that Yoda had come around to his way of thinking, though he strongly suspected the little Master had his own reasons for doing so.
There were many reasons why he wanted to train young Depa, not the least of which being it was he who had discovered her. Every since that day when he had brought that tiny little baby before the Council he had watched her grow, if from a distance. She probably had no idea. It was probably better that way.
Then there was the matter of her rather quick temper... he'd been there once. He knew what it was to love to fight, to use one's sheer strength to meet your ends. Truth be told, he still did love to fight he was just better at controlling it. He could help her with that better than any other Master, on that at least he and Yoda agreed.
This alone was enough to make him want her as his Padawan. And then the other day something very odd indeed had happened...
Mace's biggest talent was his ability to 'see' an person, indeed some time's a moment's, breaking point. By looking at another being or situation through the Force, the world for him became crystallized... every little fissure and crack he could see. He liked to call them 'Shatter points'.
During his and Depa's little training session he had looked at the girl through the Force and what he had seen there had shocked him to the core- Depa didn't have a Shatter point.
Oh certainly, he could pick out a million little weak points on her body that with the slightest touch he could break. But he knew, somehow, that none of these points would be her Shatter point, none would result in her 'breaking' so to speak. And usualy there was more than that in a person, there was a weakness there was a point, sometimes even a point in time that was there breaking point.
Depa had none of that.
The crystallized structure that was her life extended on...and on... and on... and then there was something, some big turning point, he like to think of it as destiny. And then it continued on...
He didn't know what to make of it. Something big lay in her future, he knew, though he couldn't even begin to guess at what it was.
Mace also knew that whatever it was, he had some part in it. And he wasn't so sure that that was a good thing.
A/N: Sorry for shortness. Next chapter will be a long one I promise.