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Sorry about the long wait everybody! Upon request, I did this one about the Jedi apprentice that was killed in ROTS when Bail was escaping. Hope you like.
Part 4
You ask who I am? My name is Zett Jukassa. Have you heard of me? I am a ten year old Jedi- soon to be the most powerful ever. I have devoted myself to a life of service and protection of innocent beings. I am loyal to the Republic and to the Jedi Code. I know no fear.
Some would say that I am a child and that it is impossible for me to be so confident in my abilities but they are not Jedi. Those who are born into this life understand the devotion and responsibility we learn at such a young age. I live for the good of others, not myself.
A few of the other apprentices here sometimes make fun of me. They say that I am weak because I am small. But they don't understand. I would tell them that one day I would be famous and people would read about me and watch my stories in the holodramas. The other kids just laughed in my face. They said that I would become nothing, not even a real Jedi.
They were right. I will never be a real Jedi. Why? Because I am a coward. I felt the pain that day. I could sense my fellow students and Jedi being slaughtered but all I did was run away.
There is a landing dock right outside one of the temple floors. I could see from inside that there were not that many clone troopers there and that they were currently distracted by some senator. That is when I made my decision. I would not be famous; no one would ever know my name as anything other than that of a coward. As I ran through the doors, I ignited my lightsaber. The precious instrument glowed in the stormy night.
I took down several of the troopers before they even realized I was there. But there were too many. They began to shoot as I deflected blast after blast. A realization began to come over me as some of the troopers turned towards the confused senator. He had to die now too.
Tears began to stream down my face as I made a decision. There may never be holodramas about me, but I was going to be a great Jedi. I would serve the people. Sniffling like the child I was, I influenced the minds of the clones to attack me and not the senator. My last sight before I died was of the man turning to escape. Now I was crying tears of relief.
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