Maya woke to find herself in a quite comfortable bed in a much nicer room than before. "Oh yea! I'm at the Temple!" Se found some Jedi robes in her size hanging on a hook on the wall and a note attached. There was that alphabet again! She had forgotten to tell Master Gallia that she couldn't read it! Maya assumed the robes were for her. She dressed into her new robes and headed out the sliding door. She started down the hallway and saw various signs, but they were no use. At least Maya could ask someone. She saw a friendly-looking Jedi around the corner. "'Scuse me, but do you know where Master Gallia is? She gave me a note but I can't read it."

"You can't read? What planet are you from?"

"I think it's called Tennessee. My memory was wiped and I can't remember. I know I come from somewhere far away, and we had a different alphabet."

"Oh, you poor thing." She read the note for Maya,

"Maya – I hope you had a good rest. Here are some robes for you; you can also get some breakfast in the cafeteria. There are signs to point you there. I will meet you in the cafeteria and take you to begin your Jedi training. – Master Gallia"

"Thanks a lot!"

The Jedi also gave her directions to the cafeteria. "Anytime. I hope you find your home planet!"

Maya soon reached the cafeteria and wondered what food there was. Maya was not picky; she would eat almost anything deemed edible. But Maya did actually found something that resembled pancakes! She felt homesick; her dad had always made the best pancakes. There were many Jedi but none of them paid her any mind; she blended in perfectly with her robes on. Halfway through eating Maya saw Master Gallia coming toward her. "Master! I got your note, but I forgot to tell you that my planet has a different alphabet and I couldn't read it! But I asked somebody and they read it to me."

"Oh wow. I'm sorry. You must come from very far away. At least we know that much. Anyway, since I currently have no missions or meetings, I'm going to teach you the basics of using the Force. Come, I reserved a nice little meditation room for us."

"Finally, I can learn something better than useless light balls! I mean, the only time they would come in handy is in a power outage!" Maya followed Master Gallia out of the cafeteria and through various hallways.

"Here we are." Maya entered a small dome-shaped room. It was a bit dark, but quiet.

"Cushy pouf chairs! These are so comfy!"

"I thought you'd like those. All throughout the Temple we have them. You can even have one in your room once we get you permanent quarters. Before we start I want to explain the process of Jedi training. You know nothing about the Jedi, right?"

"Nope. Haven't got a clue. But I think I have an idea about the Force, though."

"Really? Anyhow, for you it'll be different. First, by me or whoever is available, you will be taught the very basics just to see where you are as far as ability. We would've assumed that you'd be an absolute beginner, but since you can produce light, we have no idea what you might be able to do. So, once we figure that out, A Master will take you for his or her Padawan Learner, basically like an apprentice. They will be your mentor, and you will have a bond between them very much like the mysterious bond you felt yesterday. Also, at that time, you will build your first lightsaber."

"Can't you be my master?"

"I would very much like to, Maya. I've grown quite fond of you, and hopefully when the time comes, that can be arranged.

"Once you master feels that he/she has nothing more to teach you, you will face a series of trials, tests designed to tell if you have what it takes to ascend to the rank of Jedi Knight."

"And?"

"That will be very far off from now, but if you want to know, the Council can then make you a Master and have you on their Council."

"Cool."

"Now, the first step in using the Force is clearing your mind. Free yourself of all emotion and try and feel the Force around you."

"But, that's not what I do when I do the light balls! Are you sure?"

"You don't?"

"No, but do y'all wanna hear my idea?"

"I guess so, now I'm quite curious."

"Ok, here goes. One time, I heard these two Jedi talking and I heard them talking about a 'dark side'. Is there a dark side of the Force?"

"Yes."

"Good. So, I did my research and I saw some students making stuff float with the Force. And I began to piece it together."

"Wow, She catches on quick."

"With the Force, there is a light side, a dark side and a 'neutral'… side. Bad people use the dark side, I use the light side, and you guys use the neutral side. Y'all use it for good, but yes, y'all use the neutral side. That's what makes me so different and why I can produce light and y'all can't.

"Also, y'all sort of rely on the Force as an ally. I, on the other hand, think of it as a sort of… friend. When I make the light balls I sort of 'shape' the Force with love. It's really hard to explain, I know it sounds weird but I don't know how else to explain it. But, doing that, the Force just sort of works for me. Hey, that shaping thing just gave me an idea! Why only spheres, why not other shapes?" Maya began to form a square shape in the air, then using the same emotions to illuminate it. "Ta da! Like it? I wonder what else I can do!"

You are one amazing kid, Maya Lavelle. But first let me address the 'sides' of the Force bit. We had always thought of it like we were using the light side and the Sith used the dark."

"Well, I know y'all use neutral for good, but I bet you could use light for bad, or the dark even for good. What's the Sith?"

"That's one thing I know is highly unlikely, and the Sith were a cult established by a Jedi succumbed to the Dark Side. They were masters of the Dark Side, but as far as we know now they have died out."

"Oh."

"Anyway, can you explain this to the Council? They will be very interested in what you have to say. I'll let you bring the pouf."

"Sure!"