Hey, here is the first chapter! The intro was just something to tie everything together and I promise that everything will now fall into place. All the Anakin lovers will be happy to know that he is presented in this chapter! Huzzah! Oh yeah, and I should tell you that I will be posting two chapters a week since the story will be a little long. Just so I don't leave everyone hanging! One thing is... REVIEW! I love reviews! Well, I hope to hear what you have to think about the chapter and my new characters through out the story! Till Saturday!

Light poured down into the tiny garden area of the Jedi Temple. Several younglings ran about with high giggles, but most were swimming around in the water. For little children to be swimming at such a young age was cute, but still there were Masters watching over the young ones. Yes, Jedi children were strong and open to the force though they were still kids! This was their time to have some fun and forget about their training sessions with the Masters of the temple.

A rather innocent looking Twi' lek jumped to his feet and cannon balled into the water. He came back up with a big smile; his blue skin turning pale in the reflection. "Beat that splash!"

"I will!" yelled a very confident Zabrack. The children were only between the ages of four and six, so their splashes weren't that large. Still confidence ran wildly through the female. "I will…"

She landed in the water from a sudden push from behind her. A rather giggly human boy covered his mouth. He was a little rascal, but who could tell with those baby blues and golden hair. Kioca Maoshne was a tricky thing. Loving to be the center of attention, yet at the same time he could act so grown up.

A four year old giggled. "You made big splash Kala!"

"Not fair!" The Zabrack came to surface, her face almost in tears. "That was mean Kioca! I am telling!"

While she climbed out of the water, Kala raced over to a nearby Jedi Knight. The Zabrack narrowed her brow and raised her arms. "Master, Master, Kioca pushed me into the water!"

The Jedi Master gazed down at the padawan with a smile. Bant was a Calamarian Jedi of silver eyes and salmon skin. She enjoyed being keeper of the younglings, and guidance over them. Her path was different then her close friend, Obi-Wan Kenobi, but still they were subject to the force. Having a padawan was not an interest to her. The many open minds kept her going. "Pushed you, eh?" She turned to the group of boys. Her hand extended outward, the force flowing through her fingers. Kioca began to float on air, but soon water was beneath his feet. In seconds, Bant let go of the force and sent the boy in to the water with a splash. Her lips curled. "Be kind to one another, and dry you all shall remain."

With innocent faces the group gazed back toward her. Their expressions turned to solemn when another presence was spotted behind her. "Ah, the trials of babysitting."

Bant whisked around to behold a familiar face. She tilted her hand to the side, her silver hair flowing. Her arms immediately reached out for an embrace which was greeted with much joy. "Obi-Wan, you have returned. It has been such a long time."

"You call three months long?"

"When a brother is gone from a house, everyone is moved from the silence. I have missed you my friend!"

"And I you Bant." His eyes gazed over the younglings. They soon were back to their antics, but made sure not to push Kala around. "You seem to change each time I see you. More of Yoda's lines of wisdom appear in your vocabulary with the passing months."

"If I am to be a great Jedi, then I am to be learning each moment. His words are wisdom." She nodded her head. "Tell me of your venture. Did you retrieve the Chancellor without any fuss? Haha, sorry, I almost forgot that I was talking to Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Jedi over Anakin Skywalker. The dynamic duo who seems to get into messes in some shape or form!"

"You are too observant. Yes, our venture was one like always. I met up with General Grevous once more." Before Bant could cut in, Obi-Wan continued. "And yes, he escaped, like always."

"Anakin save your skin again?"

His brow quirked for a moment, but soon a smile was present. Why did people always have to bring that up? "Yes, Bant, he did, but I must admit that it was very impressive. One thing is for sure, we won't have to worry about Count Dooku anymore. Anakin killed him in battle."

"Anakin?" She lowered her eyes. "He is becoming more powerful. Like Master, like padawan I guess! But the good thing is that every cowardly dog has his day. You'll catch Grevous. I know this… I am not just so sure that it will be a great day. Where is Anakin by the way?"

"Last time I saw him, I left the lad to be praised by the senate. That was a good while…"

A shadow had spread across Obi-Wan's back. This caused the Jedi Knight to halt his speech and gazed behind him. Low and behold, Anakin was behind him with his grave countenance. "I have finished conversing with the senators, yet I find no praise in it."

Bant lowered her eyes from the seriousness of the padawan. She never had a good vibe about Skywalker but she tried to hide it. Always, was there unrest in his eyes. He seemed to be troubled. Sad that one Jedi was weighed down with things that should not cling to his heart. She cleared her throat. "The children have been in too long. I don't want future Jedi Knights to look like shriveled fruit."

Before she could leave, Kioca had bounded to the group. His face beamed with plump dimples and dancing eyes. "Master Skywalker!"

Both Bant and Obi-Wan glanced to each other. Their gazes could have been like a language that none other could read. Over the years, the two had come to form their own way of speaking.

Anakin had a smile upon his face when the child came to him. He bent on one knee. Kioca was more then thrilled to see Skywalker for he had many run ins with the elder padawan. "Was your trip a success? Did you slay Grevous?"

"Well, you could say it was, though the bad guy did get away."

The child's eyes grew larger. "Oh no!"

Reaching into his robe, Anakin smiled even wider. He enjoyed spending time with little Kioca, and in the boy, he could see much of himself. Many a time, when he was not visiting the lovely Padme, going on missions, or training, Anakin would come and train with Kioca. "I brought you something, but you have to promise me something… you will use it when you become a padawan."

"What is it?" the little boy jumped from excitement. "Hurry please!"

Bant sent a scolding frown to Kioca for his impatience. The boy lowered his eyes and halted his jumping, though no frown could diminish his excitement. He almost let out an all aspiring 'aw' when a tiny crystal was placed in his palm. "What is it?" he asked bewildered.

"It's a crystal used for the finding touches on a lightsaber."

"I have something for you to, Master Skywalker!" Kioca reached into his pocket and pulled out his clenched fist. He released the tension to reveal a small wooden man. It was whittled from a piece of wood that had fallen from the large trees in the swimming area. Kioca was one to whittle when he was deep in thought. "Its you!"

Anakin took the little wooden man and held it tight. "And a fine impression you have captured. A fair swap I say."

Bant and Obi-Wan appeared to be forgotten all about by the two. Obi-Wan found it odd for Anakin to be acting so heart felt toward this child. His padawan was more apt to be meditating or thinking on how to better himself. Before Obi-Wan could think another word, Bant's crisp voice broke out. "I think you better get back to the group Kioca. Tell them swim time is over."

Kioca nodded his head and took off down to the pool's edge.

Bowing, Bant pushed her silvery hair behind her ear. Something was telling her it was time to go. "I think I best be wrangling them all up for their rest period. Good day. Obi-Wan, Anakin."

When Bant had left their presence, Anakin had risen to his feet. He seemed very pleased with himself. It seemed the smile only vanished when he meet the eyes of his master. "Your disturbed, Master?"

"No, Anakin, just overwhelmed. One might ask: where did you acquire the crystal. Such a thing is only given when a youngling is ready to equip his lightsaber."

"I took it from one that was not going to be used any longer." Anakin folded his arms inside the folds of his long sleeves. "Might as well give it use."

"Anakin…" Obi-Wan folded close behind.

There was a long sigh that emitted from the padawan. As they graced the long halls, Anakin tilted his head. "When we were leaving the ship with Chancellor Palpatine, I took Count Dooku's lightsaber." He could sense orbs burrowing into him. "Master, it is not a crime."

"You give a child a piece of something that was welded by evil?"

"You make it sound as if it is a bad thing."

Obi-Wan thought it was his turn to let out a long deserving sigh. How could Anakin stay so cool and collective in times when others would be sweating? "To even think of taking that…"

"Master…"

There was going to be a debate drawn out but silence suddenly came over Obi-Wan. He fixated his eyes upon a man. This man was tall with dark hair emitting from his head, though cut short and neat. When he was younger, he had bumped into that Jedi. What was his name… Oh, right, Klip Judgin. Even though he had been just a teen when he first encountered the Knight, he still could feel the violet eyes burring into his own blue ones. Still in Klip Judgin's ripe age, he still looked fresh and young.

The dreams had ceased for Obi-Wan but questions had loomed in his mind. So many questions…

Anakin was now halted beside his master with a look of confusion. He had never seen his master blank out before. The padawan turned his eyes in the direction Obi-Wan had cast. "You know him, Master?"

"What? Oh, sorry Anakin." He let out a sigh. "I am very tired and think I need a rest."

"Well, then I will let you rest easy Master. I have things to attend to." Things would involve him racing off to be with Padme. Their meeting had been so brief among the grand columns of the Senate Rotunda. He was delighted to know that he was going to be a father and he wished to spend all his delighted feelings with his beautiful angel. "Till later?"

"Yes, yes…" the Master replied.

Obi-Wan watched his padawan leave. He gave one look to the Jedi Master down the hall and left.