Author's Note: I know, the first chapter is short, but hey, I wanted to include that in there.
Chapter One: The Beginning.
The sunset on Coursccent was beautiful.
Samton Thoro sits looking at it from outside a window. He waits for
anything to happen, his heart filled with anticipation, and yet, he
also feared the potential result.
His wife was birthing as he sat.
They had been trying for years, but to no avail. She wasn't supposed
to have children. Waiting for a doctor, or anybody to speak to him,
each moment passing with increasing tension. A small green man walked
in. Possibly an old man covered in mold?
"Samton Thoro are
you?" the creature said, "Yoda am I. Much to talk about we
have." They walk over to a small secluded part of the waiting
room. "A healthy youngling your son is," said Yoda. Samton
grinned happily, beaming with insurmountable pride. "A boy,"
he thought, "To carry on the name of Thoro." "Strong
with the Force your son is," said Yoda. Samton continued
beaming, but then remembered, the Jedi were taken away from their
family. "Trained in the Jedi ways, he is to be."
Samton
thought, several moments passed before either moved, or said
anything. Thinking," he is my son, and I love him." A tear
trickled down his face as he thought, "And I want what's best
for him." He looks up at Yoda and says, "Take him."
In
the home of Thoro, there is a small monument, comemorating the small
child who never knew his family, and the man that became, the only.
A/N: Like I said, short, but I hope you liked it enough to continue reading.
