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Chapter 1
Qui gon talked to the Council over holo com. His 15 year old Padawan, Obi Wan stood to the side. They had come to Corta Har to negotiate a trade dispute. Now it seemed they had investigate a baby. Obi Wan lifted an eyebrow at Qui gon. It was not a usual mission it seemed. When they arrived at the hospital they were given the child's papers, a bag with all the things the child would need for the journey, a newborn baby and sent on their way quickly. It was obvious they wanted the child out of there quickly. Obi Wan looked down at the child that had been practically shoved into his arms. The big bright blue eyes looked right at him and Obi Wan could detect nothing about the child that should scare them so. He was just a sweet little orphaned child and they were treating him like he was a demon. Qui gon and Obi Wan quickly got out of the area.
When they arrived back at their rooms, Obi Wan tried to pass the child off to Qui gon, Obi Wan had had little experience with babies before and was uncertain as to what to do. But Anakin was not having any of it. As soon as Obi Wan tried to give the child to Qui gon it wailed it's head off.
Qui gon smiled, "It's obvious little Anakin prefers your company, my Padawan," Qui go said. Qui gon turned to the files on the baby as Obi Wan started to rock the child to sleep.
"What does it say, Master?" Obi Wan asked.
Qui gon's eyebrows had risen a trifle at what it said. "According to this his midi-chlorian count is off the scale. Well over twenty thousand."
"Even Master Yoda doesn't have a count that high Master," Obi Wan said in shock.
Qui gon looked at the little bundle in his Padawan's arms. "No Jedi does."
Obi Wan watched as Anakin took a sleepy yawn and closed his eyes.
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The next day, Qui gon went back to the hospital alone to do some research into the child. When he came back it was to a sight he had never seen. His Padawan was holding the little boy in his arms. Anakin was giggling and waving his hands around as Obi Wan tried to feed him. Anakin then managed to grab the braid hanging from behind Obi Wan's ear and tugged on it. Obi Wan winced slightly at the pain and gently loosened Anakin's grasp. Obi Wan smiled up at Qui gon as the baby giggled, reaching for the braid again. "What did you find out?" Obi Wan asked as he lifted Anakin up to be burped.
"When the mother died, they did an autopsy. The mother was a virgin. When the ran a comparison of DNA against the database, no possible match came up," Qui gon said, sitting down and rubbing the babes back.
"Well that doesn't mean anything, there are plenty of people not listed," Obi Wan said, as Anakin let loose a loud burp.
"This child was not conceived naturally and the mother had never been with a man," Qui gon looked Obi Wan in the eye. "What does this tell you?"
Obi Wan looked at the child and back to Qui gon. "It couldn't possibly be this child," Obi Wan said shaking his head in disbelief. Qui gon just looked at Obi Wan intently. Obi Wan sighed and nodded. The tiny little Chosen One, the one who would bring balance snuggled into Obi Wan's neck and started to drool as it fell into a peaceful sleep.
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Obi Wan got up again and stumbled over to the makeshift cot. Bleary eyed he picked up the screaming child. Hard to believe he had been happy and smiling when he had first been brought aboard, as if he couldn't wait to be on the ship. It was the third time that night Obi Wan had had to see to the child. Qui gon, for some reason, couldn't do it. It was left to the Padawan. He knew that his Master was getting perverse joy out of this, even if he was still asleep. As Obi Wan changed Anakin nappy, again, Obi Wan started to talk about the Temple and the kind of life Anakin would have there. The little boy listen with rapt interest at Obi Wan's exploits and even managed to giggle at the funny moments, "…so there was I, covered in soot as Master Yoda walked in." Anakin gave a little giggle again. "Oh, so you think it was funny as well, do you? Well I can tell you what wasn't funny, cleaning duty for an entire month." Anakin only cooed at that. "Go to sleep, little Ani," Obi Wan said as he put Anakin to bed. "I can tell you, you won't get any sleep tomorrow as all the female Jedi will crowd around you, and the Councillors. They won't admit it to anyone, but they're real soft touches underneath," Obi Wan lowered his voice, "But don't tell anyone I said that." Anakin's sleepy little eyes began to close and Obi Wan fell into bed, hoping to get a little more sleep before Anakin woke up again.
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Obi Wan groaned as he could hear wailing in the background for the six time that night. "You're going to be the death of me," Obi Wan grumbled as he got up to see to Anakin.
Sitting with Anakin on the edge of the bed, Obi Wan used the Force to drift the heated milk over to them. Anakin cooed at the site of the floating bottle. Once burped, an exhausted Obi Wan lay down, little Ani sleeping peacefully on his chest.
Half an hour later, Qui gon walked in to see his young Padawan sleeping peacefully as the baby slept on his chest. It was the most adorable sight he had ever seen. To bad he didn't have a holo cam. It would be one worth framing.
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Anakin arrived at the Temple, wide awake and eager to see everything. Obi Wan carried him in his arms as they walked down the ramp. Qui gon followed. The sun was rising as they arrived and hit the Obi Wan and Anakin in such a way it seemed as if they were glowing to the eyes of the Council. They had heard of the child and waited expectantly to see him.
One of the Councillors muttered under their breath, "And before they Council they shall come, shrouded by light, The Guide and the Chosen One."
Yoda looked at the Councillor who had said that and said nothing. Instead he looked at the child. They had a ceremony to start in welcoming the child to the Temple. It usually happened to those a lot older, but they went through the motions anyway. Tradition was tradition after all. Mace took the little child from Obi Wan. Anakin was giggling, not really very formal, but a newborn couldn't really be told to stop. Right in the middle of the welcoming as Mace lifted the child up, Anakin reached out and rubbed the bald Masters' head. Obi Wan managed to hide his laughter at the site as the Councillors hid their smiles. No one had ever dare do that, and it seemed only a baby could get away with it as Mace merely raised and eyebrow and lowered the child. Mace then took him to the nursery.
Only three other children were in the nursery. Mace turned to the nursery nurse, "This is Anakin Skywalker."
The nurse nodded and took the child and placed him in the prepared crib. They had three boys and a girl now in the nursery each ranging from newborn to 10 months old. As soon as they learnt to walk they were moved to the crèche. They were watched over by a young, slightly dizzy woman with blonde hair and a vacant smile. She wasn't a Jedi but a civilian. It was thought best to have someone qualified to look after the young babies rather than droids or a misbehaving Padawan.
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Two months after the arrival of little Anakin, something rather rash occurred. Anakin, up to that point was the nurses favourite. He was incredibly cute and well behaved. He only cried if he needed something urgently and always quietened down when she arrived. She had also had the pleasure of seeing some very nice looking young Jedi more often. Young Obi Wan Kenobi had often turned up to see the little boy, sometimes with his Master in tow, and sometimes without. Master Qui gon also turned up alone sometimes. Rather astonishingly though was when she saw Master Windu sneak in to visit the little boy. Master Windu had never done that before. But on that day Anakin turned two months old, several of the other babies started to cry. Anakin was the only one of the five babies, (another two arrived after Anakin and one left) not crying. He was in fact doing something that should be impossible. Running to Master Yoda's quarters, having left them with a nanny droid for a few minutes, the nurse frantically buzzed on Master Yoda's door. It was obvious she was frantic, but it took a while for master Yoda to calm her down enough to make sense.
"Master Yoda, I am very grateful for my job here, but I was placed here under the understanding that I would not have to deal with people using the Force," she said in one go. Master Yoda waited patiently to continue. "That does not mean I am obliged to sit back and watch as one of my little charges floats up colourful pieces of cloth and thread to make a huge mobile for all the babies." she was practically screeching at that point.
"One of your charges using telekinesis are they?" Master Yoda said, not revealing the true shock he felt. "See this for myself I must." So Master Yoda and the nurse made their way to the nursery. When the door opened, Master Yoda could not believe his eyes. The nurse had been right. Bits and pieces of cloth were being floated around in an awesome display. It was something very few Padawan's could do, let alone babies at that skill. Yoda turned to the nurse, "Have a cup of tea, you should," he said dismissing they girl. Yoda walked over to the cribs. When he felt for the source of the Force use, he was not overly surprised to see it was little Anakin. When he walked over to confront the little devil, Yoda saw Anakin trying to stuff his foot in his mouth, looking all the world innocent of what he was doing. Anakin quickly dropped the mobile outside the cribs and went to sleep. "Watch this ones progress I shall with great interest." He also knew, that they would have to get a new nurse. Master Yoda sighed. He could just imagine the reaction from the Council.
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Four months later, little Anakin was crawling around. The new nurse was being driven crazy by Anakin's perpetual movement. She had just gotten used to the telekinesis, but keeping up with him was impossible. He was always on the go. She comforted herself with the though that she would soon be rid of her one abnormal charge. As soon as he learnt to walk, and judging by the speed at which he progressed, it wouldn't be long, he would be transferred over to the crèche. All she could think for the poor souls who looked after the children in the crèche was good luck to them. They were going to have a handful with that one.
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