Okay, here is my next chapter. Sorry it's been so long, I've been busy.This chapter will focus more on Kitch's relationship with Scout, as well as his sister.R&R
"Timoth Frejik. I know you, you're in charge of the Hidden Temple. I must say, I'm glad you showed up when you did. How did you know we would be here anyways?"
"The Force."
"Well, we're on our way to Naboo, would you like to come with us?"
"Sure. I have my own ship, so why not?"
"Okay, well, lets go."
After they loaded the bodies onto the Guardian of the Jedi, Kitch took the ship out of the atmosphere and into hyperspace. During the trip back to Naboo, everyone either slept or meditated, and they were all exhausted from the battle on Coruscant. Kitch was just glad that Scout was safe, even though Mace Windu and Bant had died.
'Kitch, that was wrong. Mace and Bant died to save Scout, and yet your glad she lived even though they died.'
Kitch sat as he thought about this. He had always had a problem about selfishness when he really wanted something, even though the cost was great. As he thought about this, Scout walked into the cockpit.
"Hey Kitch."
"Oh. Hey Scout, what's up?"
"Checking to see if your okay."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Don't know. You did just go through hell."
"I'm just thinking."
"About what?"
"You."
"Me?" Scout didn't know whether to be afraid or flattered by this.
"What about me?"
"I want to apologize. You have saved my skin a dozen times since I've known you, especially on Korriban 3. I didn't mean to insult you on Tatooine, because you may not have the perfect connection to the Force, but you are still a Jedi, and I'm sorry for what I said. I wasn't thinking about your feelings, so I apologize."
"Don't worry about, I know you didn't mean anything by it, I just overreacted. You have nothing to apologize for."
"So, we good?"
"I guess, for now anyway."
They both laughed at that, but then Scout turned serious again.
"So, what are we going to do now?"
"Well, I want resist Vader and the Empire, but we don't have many people with the strength we need to do that. We may have to go into hiding."
"I know who we could get to help us."
"Who?"
"Revan and the others on board the Ebon Hawk."
"Where did they go when they when they left Manaan?"
"Dantooine. I think Revan said something about an old Jedi Enclave that used to be there."
Well then, when we get to Naboo, why don't we stay for a day or so to make sure everything is fine and then we can go to Dantooine and try to get Revan and the others to join us in the fight against Vader."
Kitch said nothing, but thought about it for a minute. On one hand, he really didn't want to risk a trip to Dantooine, not with Vader, Sidious, and Rage out there. But, at the same time, he would be alone, with Scout, for at least a couple of days. Finally, he gave in.
"Okay, we'll do that."
"Okay, I'm going to go and get something to eat."
As Scout walked out, Kitch smiled, but it didn't last long, for at that minute, Yoda walked in. Kitch stood up and bowed as the diminuative Jedi Master entered.
"Hello Master Yoda."
"Good to see you're okay, it is."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Sense your confusion, I do."
"My confusion, about what?"
"Rember do you, what I said on Dagobah?"
"What?"
"I think what Master Yoda is trying to tell you is that we know you are in love with Tallisibeth."
"What...how..."
"And we are going to stand aside and let you two do the one thing we Jedi have always frowned on."
"You mean fallinf in love."
"Right. As I said on Dagobah, had we adapted and allowed love, Anakin may still be with us, and Sidious would be dead."
"But, be wary young Kitch. One day, have to choose between love and your duty to the Jedi Order, you may. The reason the Order was against love, this is."
"I understand Masters. But, she is only my friend, nothing more, nothing less. I mean, she's no true Jedi, she can barely use the Force, though I will admit she is an okay Jedi, I guess what I'm trying to say here is that I do not love her. I mean, how could I?"
Yoda frowned as he listened to Kitch. Finally, he turned to walk out, but not before looking at Kitch.
"Say that now, you do. But realize you will, that lying to us and to yourself, you are."
Little did they know that Scout had not gone to get something to eat, but had stayed to listen in on the conversation. When she heard what Kitch had to say, her heart broke into two pieces. Just as she was about to start to cry, she heard Yoda and Obi-Wan coming her way. As fast as she could, she got up and ran to her room, where she shut the door and fell onto her bed, crying.
For the rest of the time in hyperspace, Scout completly avoided Kitch. When they were on Naboo, and with the other Jedi, they held the pyer services for Mace Windu and Bant. The next day, Obi-Wan, Timoth, Scout, Kitch, Yoda, Barriss, Tru, and Jessica met to decide the future of the Jedi Order.
Most of them thought it would be a good idea to stay in hiding so that Vader and the Empire couldn't find them. But Kitch and Scout, though they had not talked for the past couple of days, were agreed on fighting back. Finally, Kitch presented their plan.
"I know a few people who could help us fight back."
"And who would that be?"
Obi-Wan asked.
"Revan."
"The Dark Lord who lived four thousand years ago?"
"Right. He turned back to the light side and a few weeks before Anakin turned, we found he was still alive, along with four other Jedi, on the planet Manaan. That's where master Shen went to."
"Kitch, do you trust him?"
"With my life Master Kenobi."
"Who will go to get here?"
Well, Scout and I were the ones the Jedi Council sent to Manaan on that mission, so we could go."
"A good plan, this is. And send young OffeƩ and your sister with you, we should."
"I don't mind them going."
"Then it's settled, the four of you should take the Guardian of the Jedi and go retrieve Revan and his little group. The rest of us can stay here and watch the children."
"That's a great plan."
Kitch, may the Force be with you. And may it be you three too."
All four bowed before they walked off.
"May the Force be with you too Masters."
Two hours later, they were on the Guardian of the Jedi and in hyperspace, en route to Dantooine. Kitch ate while Barriss sat at the controls. Jessica had gone to the refresher when she noticed Scout, in her room, looking into space.
"Scout, you okay?"
Over the past three years, the two had become as close as sisters. Because of this, Jessica knew Scout like the hilt of her lightsaber.
"Huh, oh yeah, I'm fine."
"Yeah, and I beat Darth Sidious in a lightsaber fight this morning too. Now, what's wrong."
"I heard Kitch talking to Master Yoda and Obi-Wan about me."
"And?"
"He insulted me."
"What did he say?"
So Scout sat there and told Jessica of what she had overheard. When she was finsihed, Jessica sat up.
"I'll go talk to him. And don't worry, he won't ged mad. Just get some sleep while you still can."
Jessica walked out and made her way to the galley, where Kitch was halfway through with a nerf burger.
"Why did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Were you talking with Master Yoda and Master Kenobi about Scout on the way to Naboo?"
"Yeah, why?"
"She heard what you said, and I think you broke the girls heart."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know if you've noticed or not, but she cares about you, more than you kow. And I think you care about her too."
"So."
"So tell her."
"No, I'm not going to do that."
"Yes, you are. And you're going to apologize too."
"No."
"Look, there is someone who loves you very much. I wish I was that lucky..."
"I love you very much."
"That's not what I mean, and you know it. Now, go and talk to her. I know you're not good with emotions, but this time you have to be."
"Look, you're right, but I don't want her to know that. I couldn't stand it if I allowed it to go on and then something happened to her, and it may, because we're on a collision course with the Dark Side and the Sith."
"Yeah, but at least if she dies, she'll die knowing she was loved. What's more important, her or your feelings? Now, go talk to her."
"Okay, I'll go talk to her."
How did you like?The relationship between Scout and Kitch sureis bumpy, huh. And he's like most of us guys, unable to tell the girl how he really feels. Poor kid.R&R
