Note: I think this one is pretty funny, I was hyper when I wrote it, so I guess we'll see! Hope you enjoy! And thank you SOOOOOOO much for the reviews, I really appreciate them!

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The setting suns sparkled through the almost transparent building, traffic zoomed by in their ordinary, rhythmic patterns. Children's laughter could be heard down the hall, screaming and giggling, teenagers talked in excited whispers, and knights and masters conversed and argued in friendly tones. The smooth, flowing, and almost soft architecture of statues adorned the humongous hallways, radiating peace and justice to all.

Obi-wan sighed as he looked around and continued his upward ascent. Yoda had asked, him if he would come and visit. Obi-wan had accepted, (with a nudge from his master) but was still nervous about the visit. Anyone who visited Master Yoda was never grammatically correct when they left. Him and Master Yoda use to be close when Obi-wan was younger. But now Obi-wan was eighteen, he was almost constantly on missions, with his friends, or with his master. There just never seemed to be enough time now-a-days.

Obi-wan stopped in front of a door, the plaque on it read, 'Master Yoda'. Obi-wan took a deep breath and reached into the force to feel its calming presence, but the force was none too calm. It was nagging Obi-wan; he had felt this before on his missions and knew what it meant: something ominous was going to happen. Obi-wan ran a hand through his short, ginger hair, tugged at his braid for good luck, and knocked on the door.

Almost immediately the door swooshed open, Obi-wan looked in, but could see no one. A cough sounded from below. Obi-wan nearly jumped, he would've expected it, would've felt it through the force. But sometimes that little green troll was hard to see.

"Come in," Yoda's voice crackled, "A seat for you here, I have." Yoda pointed his gimmer stick to a small, almost miniature chair. Yoda sat down opposite of it, Obi-wan stepped in and scratched his neck nervously.

"Maybe I'll just stand." Obi-wan suggested.

Yoda eyed him, "Hmmmm, maybe better, that will be." Obi-wan stood in front of Yoda as he got comfortable, his face grim and serious. "Summoned you here, I have, Obi-wan," Yoda began, looking into Obi-wan's eyes. "Tell you something important, I need to."

Obi-wan shifted his feet. What could it be? What could be so important that only he, Obi-wan, could hear it?

Yoda continued after a pause, "Easy this will not be for you," Obi-wan raised an eyebrow, "but hide it, I no longer can."

This was it, the climax, something so important, Obi-wan could feel the force pounding all around him. His breath caught in his throat.

"Obi-wan . . ."Yoda's eyes shifted away and then landed piercingly on Obi-wan's rigid frame. "I am your father!"

A thousand things happened just then. Obi-wan's mouth dropped, eyes almost popped out, he was reeling, trying to think; his body seemed to be on fire. The world, his world, was crumbling to pieces. It couldn't, it can't, how can? Finally, he closed his eyes, tears were popping from under his lids, and he just let it all out.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! IT CAN'T BE TRUE!" With that, Obi-wan fainted.

So now there is only one chapter left, yippeee! Review and tell me what you think so far . . .