A/N:

Just separating the 1st chapter into 3 parts. So it flows better... and is easier for me to read specific passages when I go back to re-read what I wrote... DON'T JUDGE MEZ!!!


Anakin fidgeted nervously as he sat next to Qui-Gon. They were sitting in front of the ship waiting to go back to Naboo with Queen Amidala. They were just waiting for someone. The man who would be his Jedi Master. Anakin gulped, he had been hoping Qui-Gon would be his master but that didn't seem meant to be. He should have known all this was too good to be true. Something had to go wrong.

Anakin stood up and straighten himself out as a speeder flew over and landed on their port. Out stepped what Anakin hoped was a man (Mostly because he didn't want to be trained by a girl after Qui-Gon explained that a Master and apprentice would do literally everything together including often SLEEPING in the same room). It was the same man who appeared in a flash of light in the council room.

He looked really scary wearing that white mask with red lines. He had two laser swords on his belt as well as a pair of blasters. Anakin didn't know Jedi could use blasters. In fact all the stories he heard said they didn't.

"Anakin Skywalker?" The masked man asked, as his voice was definitely a man's.

Anakin nervously nodded.

After a long moment of silence Qui-Gon suddenly laughed, "Wow you're sadistic, how long do you plan to scar the boy?"

"Just trying to set the mood, which you ruined by the way." The man took his mask off to reveal a human male in his mid 20s. Pulling back his hood revealed a very boyish hairstyle as well. His skin had a natural tan to it.

The man bent down so that he could be on eye level with Anakin and continued to wear that warm smile, "My name is Revan. I'll be your Master until your ready to become your own. Everything I know of the force I will pass to you and I look forward to seeing you expand beyond my knowledge." He reached out and gently tussled the boy's hair "It's a long journey before we reach Naboo and we have much to do. Including a little ceremony we need to get out of the way before I begin to teach you anything."

Qui-Gon blinked, "You do not want to wait until we get back? That way the boy can have a proper ceremony."

"As great as it would be to see the boy squirm, as a room full of old men watch him get a hair cut, I always felt it was better to leave cutting the braid off as the public ceremony. The first time tying it, I feel, should be a more personal session between Master and Padawan. It's more of a bonding experience that way." Revan shrugged, "It's what my master did."

Qui-Gon nodded, "It's your choice of course."

"Shall we?" Revan asked directing them into the ship.