Name: Not as it seems…
By: ClearDillema
Rating PG-13 (may change)
Set: AU after TPM (in other words Qui-Gon didn't die)
Category: Action/Adventure/Angst
Spoilers: TPM and above
OOC: Sorry this has taken me a long time to do but I've had exam after exam.

"…" speaking
Italics thought speech

Bright lights filled the planet that could be seen out of the cockpit of the ship. Coruscant was as busy as ever at night. While some people were falling asleep, others were just awakening and beginning their day. The sounds of stalls being opened and ships flying by over head made Coruscant sound as if it were beginning a new day.

Over on starship platform 59, a cruiser settled down. For a moment or two nothing happened. It was as if the person inside was debating whether or not this was the right thing to do. Suddenly the door hissed open and a figure dressed in a black cloak slowly descended the stairs. As he reached the bottom step, the ship began to rise back into the night. The figure walked towards the edge of the platform and looked out over the city as he had from the cliff's edge not days before. This time though a single word passed over his lips.

"Home"

Chapter 2

The bright lights of the sun filled the Jedi temple. Rays streamed through the glass and made the hallways light up in brilliant color. Masters were frantically walking down each hallway, talking about the day's events and making sure that everything was in its place. Master Yoda and Master Windu could be seen among the masters currently awake. Mace Windu's arm was waving around rapidly and Master Yoda was waving his stick, directing the people where to place things. The Jedi temple was alive with the buzzing energy of the force and even if you were not force sensitive, a peaceful, happy, serenity would soothe your soul.

As the force predicted the day started with a bang or specifically with a young Jedi padawan bouncing on top of his master's bed. The older Jedi woke with a start, and as his eyes flashed open brown clashed with blue. A giggle erupted from the padawan, and the older Jedi could not help but smile and chuckle a little. The older Jedi looked towards the clock and then back at his padawan.

"Well my young padawan, it looks like for once you are up early. I will be expecting this from you every day now, I hope."

A teasing grin appeared on Master Qui-Gon Jinn's face and his padawan looked up with excitement clearly written on his face.

"But Master today is the day of the tournament. Come on master get up. We can't be late."

Anakin tried to pull his master out of bed but with no luck and ended up slipping and falling off the bed onto the floor. Qui-Gon just looked over the side of the bed.

"Alright, Alright I'm up, Anakin. Now go and get dressed quickly. I want to be able to warm up before today begins."

Anakin ran out of the room as fast as his legs could carry him. Qui-Gon just stared at the door and then shook his head. He remembered when Obi-Wan would wake him up. Never so forcefully, no, obi-wan was never forceful. Qui-Gon sighed as he remembered the young boy with his is orange hair and eyes that could pierce the soul. He slowly got out of bed and closed the door with a wave of his hand.

Anakin leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. He knew what his master was thinking. It was all he ever thought about, his obi-wan. Anakin was always going to live in the shadows of Obi-wan and it wasn't fair. Obi-Wan had run away before his trials and he, Anakin, was the chosen one. He should be getting the attention and the sighs from his master. Anakin walked over to the chair in the middle of the room and sat down. It's not that he hated Obi-wan it was just that it was hard to live in someone else's shadow. As Anakin sighed the door to his master's room opened.

"Let's go Padawan. We have much to do today before the tournament."

The pair exited their room and began there descent to the tournament rooms passing a black cloaked figure on the way.

.:On the Other Side of Coruscant :.

There the dark figure stood against the window pane of the senate building. Darth Rederika carefully watched the Jedi temple. From this distance it was hard to see what was going on but she knew without a doubt that her targets would be there. Her eyes flashed yellow for an instant. Yes she was close…so very close to attaining the true power of the dark side. Her master would be so proud of her once she had completed her task.

"Patience, my young apprentice, all will come to you in good time"

Rederika didn't turn around but continued to watch the temple and let her anger rise.

"Yes Master"

.:Back at the Jedi temple :.

The tournament to begin in half an hour. The Masters were rushing around trying to get their padawans ready for the first part of the light saber competition, the padawan division. The young padawans were polishing there light sabers making sure that they looked good and were in working order.

"Would the Padawans for the 12-16 age group of the padawan division please report to the tournament mats at this time for the drawing of the matches. Thank you."

The announcement boomed over the loud speaker and a young boy with blond hair and blue eyes stood up with others in his age group to walk to the mats. With a smile on his face he turned and lifted his face up to the stands and waved to his master. Qui-Gon waved back at his young padawan and sent a reassuring wave through the force.

Do your best Anakin.

Yes Master.

The darkly cloaked figure watched in the background as the padawan and master pair acknowledged each other. His stance then shifted slightly and his head jerked in another direction.

"The darkness has awakened again."