Disclaimer- I own nothing recognizable shock!.

I do own Xan, but not her name.

Xan walked out of the Council room and down the hall, then collapsed in a chair.

She heard footsteps coming towards her; she didn't bother to look up.

Obi-Wan had given him the task of packing for their next mission, but Anakin had heard what Xan said and went to talk to her. He sat down next to her; his hands folded him his lap. "I'm leaving, on a mission. for the Jedi." He said.

"I would expect a mission to come from no other source." Xan whispered. She hated it when people stated the obvious.

Anakin smiled ever-so-slightly. Xan stood and began walking to her room. Anakin let her go; she needed time to get her thoughts together.

Xan read his mind, something she had learned to do from a very young age.

She should 'gather her thoughts' eh? She sighed as she opened the door to her room. she used the Force to med minor rips and tears in her clothes, then a patch kit from her utility belt for the rest. She went to refresher and splashed some water on her face. Something wasn't right in this room. She looked up and saw a small durasheet taped to the mirror.

I seem to have misjudged you, never again.

You think you can run?

You are my prey, I will hunt you down.

Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be there, waiting.

We will meet again, my darling sister.

Granta.

Xan read the note twice; Granta's handwriting.

There was a loud knock at the door.

With shaking hands, Xan absently put the not into a small pocket on her utility belt.

She slid the door open, Anakin walked inside the room, brushing past Xan.

He looked at her, his eyes held an emotion Xan couldn't read, his thoughts were closed off to her, she was still slightly flustered about the note.

"Xan, do you want to trained, in the Force?" he asked eagerly, but with the proper restraint. Xan nodded, tilting her head a little. "I think I have someone you should meet, in fact, you've met him before."

Xan walked down the street, and into an old coffee house. She slid into a booth and picked up a menu, knowing full well what she was going to get. An old man sat down across from her, she lowered her menu. "Do you remember me?" he asked. She studied the man, he had regal robes, gray hair and wrinkled skin.

"Supreme Chancellor Palpatine." Xan replied.

"I have a proposition for you." he said.

She nodded, knowing what he was about to ask her. she looked into his light blue eyes, she could sense something from him that wasn't with the Jedi. This was a presence not in the Temple entirely. Whatever it was was intriguing.

"There is another side of the Force, that is not so fiercely guarded as the kind the Jedi practice. You have many startling abilities already. I would consider it an honor to train you. you would become my apprentice and learn the ways of the Dark side. Would you accept this offer?" he asked.

She considered, for a moment. Then nodded,

"I accept."

It's short, pointless, and badly written, so I apologize. I will edit this sometime, I just wanted to post it.

But if you liked it, (even if you didn't) please review!

p.s. to clear up any sort of confusion for the few who read my story, Xanatos was a character in the Jedi apprentice series,

I made him my character's father.