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Chapter 3: Not Ready to Fade

The Jedi ship slid smoothly out of Chommel Minor's frigid atmosphere and into the immense vacuum of space. Its occupants were silent except for the occasional rustling of robes, or Alesse's case rags, as they were trying to get comfortable for the 2 day journey through hyperspace. But after 3 hours of fruitless attempts Alesse gave up on trying sleeping, slowly and quietly she made her way to the pit of the ship.

"Hello; Anyone in here?" She called, her young voice echoed throughout the pit. When she looked around it was as silent and as empty as a tomb. She climbed into the pilot's chair and stared into the hypnotizing enormity of space. Four minutes later, she got bored of the endless streaks of star lines, the usual symbol of hyperspace, and tried to acquaint herself with the controls of the standard sized ship. Futile attempts made her stop only ten minutes later, that and the fact that Huyana's padawan had stumbled into her place of solitude.

"Uh-sorry." He stammered, his pale skin blushing a pale rose.

"No problem." She answered her accent more pronounced than ever.

"Do you mind if I uh, sit down?"

"No." She stated simply as he plopped down in the copilot's chair.

"I find hyperspace calming, just the thought that you are somewhere in between worlds," He stared out the window, "It is very appealing to me."

She grunted a response, one in which made him turn and peer at her quizzically.

"What?" He asked.

"Don't you ever get tired of saving people? I mean do you ever want to do something for yourself?"

"No…well I guess, but saving people is my life. I enjoy helping them and I suppose most of them enjoy being helped."

"I guess…" He voice trailed off just like the disappearing star lines as they exited hyperspace.


A soft light filled the space in the pit as Coruscant's lights lit up the surrounding area. Huyana sighed, "Home sweet home. Tian did you get the landing gear ready?"

"Yes Master it was ready 2 hours ago."

She nodded her thanks and headed towards a tall building. The top of the building ended in a point making it look as though a giant needle was just placed on the earth. The ship eased into a docking bay and a small landing party welcomed them.

"Hello Master Coan, I trust that your ship fared well?" A tall amber-eyed man asked

"Only the best Gearson, only the best." Huyana chuckled and led the way into the temple.

"Tian come to the training room in one hour, I need to show you something, until then you are free to do as you please." The pale youth inched off, apparently excited to be home. "Come with me." She motioned for Alesse to follow which she grudgingly did.

"We are going to my quarters so you can take a shower and change."

Alesse just silently followed.

Once the odd pair entered the room, for it was not that far away, Alesse was immediately, and unwillingly, shoved into the shower. The hot water streamed over her body and the crusted dirt slowly washed away. Once her body was sparkling clean she ed the shampoo off the overhang and used practically half the bottle of shampoo to clean the grime off her hair. She stepped out into a sweltering bathroom and donned the traditional padawan robes that Huyana left out for her. As she was dressing she happened to glance at herself in the mirror. Stunning auburn hair, golden, honey skin, and emerald eyes peered back at her. It was as if Alesse had gone through a transformation. A sharp knock broke through her thoughts as Huyana called out, "Are you done yet?"

Alesse just sighed, tied up the black combat boots, and strode out.

"Enter." The foreboding doors opened at the sound of the deep voice.

Huyana pushed her into the room and the doors silently slid shut.

"What is your name?" A tall dark-skinned man asked.

"I-I don't have one."

"You don't have one?" The man asked skeptically.

"I never got one."

"So what do people call you by?"

"Alesse."

"Doesn't that mean no-name?" A Twi'lek female inquired.

"Yes."

"Now Alesse can you tell me about your past?"

She looked directly into his eyes and said, "No."

"And why ever not?"

"I don't have a past."

"You must have a past, now tell me."

"Fine. I was abandoned as a baby by my mom who apparently damned me for eternity, so I was taken in until I was 3 by the people who lived by me. So up until now I have worked in the cantina."

"Interesting this is." The wrinkly person in the corner said. "The tests now you must take."

Sorry it was kind of short, but I have a science project due March 31st that is worth 25 of my final grade. UGH! Please Review!

Kaikala