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First story ever so reviews are super welcome.

Rated M because of future violence and adult themes but no lemons.


Ch.1 Friendly Introductions

Coruscant 30 BBY

Coruscant was BUSY. From the speeders flying every which way above him to the civilian spaceport entryway behind him filled with all different species of people, everyone had somewhere they needed to be even though the sun hadn't yet reached its zenith.

"And fast." thought the young miraluka boy to himself as he stood gawking at the sheer amount of sentient life surrounding him. "I wonder if it's harvest season here." He asked himself, unsure if the cool breeze he felt meant the planet was starting its spring or autumn season. Only seeing man-made constructs reaching far into the sky for as far as the eye could see, he was unable to determine anything based off of local flora.

So entranced by the hustle and bustle of the city-planet was the boy, he didn't see the massive besalisk barreling towards him until it was too late to move.

"Watch it kid!" Growled the imposing creature before rudely shoving him to the side, not even slowing in his approach to the entry gate. Causing the kid to stumble and drop the large sack he was carrying on his shoulders to the ground and spilling some of his clothes onto the unforgiving metal.

Mumbling out an apology he knew wouldn't be heard,the boy began hastily snatching up all of the clothes that had tumbled out of his bag when he noticed a slender wrinkled hand reach down to a shirt just on the edge of the space the passing pedestrians had made for him. Focusing his gaze upwards he was met by the face of a kind old twi'lek woman in a simple full length dress smiling compassionately down at him.

"First time in the big city?" he heard her ask in that kind reassuring way he had come to associate with all old people.

"Yes ma'am." He replied. "Well, actually it's my first time in any city…" he bashfully

remarked while rubbing one hand on the back of his head, hoping his drawl wouldn't make him seem too simple compared to her clear and precise manner of speaking.

"You know, most people would consider it rude not to look at someone when you're talking to them young one." She sofly chided, though the small smile on her face told him she wasn't really upset about it.

"EYE CONTACT!" he mentally berated himself even as he moved his head upwards and away from the ground he was kneeling on. Revealing to the older twi'lek the bandages wrapped around his head covering his eyes before being lost behind his shoulder length grey hair. Trying to act quickly before he truly did upset this stranger who went out of her way to help him he turned his head so he was 'looking' up at her."Sorry ma'am, I keep forgetting that-"

Before he could even finish his apology he felt two surprisingly strong hands grab his face, bringing his bandaged eyes right to hers. "By the force child what happened to you? Did somebody hurt you!?" she exclaimed upon noticing his apparent lack of sight. Her own eyes were so large he thought they were about to fall out. He could practically feel the motherly concern rippling off of her wisened frame through the force.

"No ma'am, I'm a miralukan. I was born this way." He calmly explained, remembering what his village elder had told him about how rare his kind were in the modern age. "I can see just fine. I was just too distracted by how different it is here to watch where I was going."

The warm smile came back to her face as she let go of his, placing her hands on her hips and shaking her head. "Oh dearie I'm so sorry. We don't see many of your kind around here. Why, I can't recall ever even meeting one of you in person and here I am making a fool of myself to the first one I do."

"It's okay ma'am."

"Oh and such a well mannered boy too." She smiled then gestured towards the mess at his feet. "These old bones don't move quite as fast as they used to but would you like some help picking this up?"

The boy looked around at the few garments that were still left on the ground, this time remembering to move his head to show her where he was looking. Just a few scattered t-shirts and a couple pairs of plain pants. He was about to tell her he could handle it when she knelt down beside him and began handing them to him one at a time. With his sight it wasn't hard to see how gingerly she set herself down. They worked in a peaceful quiet, her scooping up clothes and examining them before handing them to him to be folded and stuffed back into the sack.

Seeing the task was done, NoNor stood up and threw the bag back onto his left shoulder before extending his right hand out to the old twi'lek.

"Thank you ma'am. You didn't have to do that." He said as he helped her back to her feet. Once standing she put both hands on her back and gave a hard shove, an audible crack making him wince, before she stood up straight again and turned back to him.

"Ah that's better. Oh nonsense boy. I'll never be in too much of a hurry to help a youngster on his first trip to Coruscant." She chuckled before holding her hand out to him. "Nice to meet you young man. My name's Oolilnelfi." She spoke proudly before leaning in when he took her hand and smiling in that soft way only the elderly could. "But you can call me Granny Oo."

"Hello Granny Oo. I'm NoNor Daivik. Nice to meet you too." Davik replied, a bright smile finding its way on his face.

"I'm curious though NoNor, why are all of your shirts white and your pants grey?"

"Oh is that what color they are?"

"Why yes, there's hardly any diversity at all here, is that the style where you come from?" She asked, truly curious how a boy his age could have an entire bag filled with two-tone clothes.

Running a hand through his long grey hair the boy turned his head over to her and sheepishly replied "Oh. Well I grew up around only other miraluka and we can't see color so…"

Needless to say Granny Oo was shocked. Isolationism wasn't exactly unheard of but surely if there was a colony of such a rare species somewhere, surely somebody would have heard of it.

"Where ARE you from NoNor?"

"Sumea." He calmly replied.

Scrunching her brows together with one finger on her lips the elderly twi'lek gave it some thought. "Hmm, I don't think i've ever heard of a planet or system called Sumea before."

"The elder says it's in the unknown regions. That's why we only get traders in the village during harvest season."

"The unknown regions? My word you are far from home!" she exclaimed before pausing for a second. "Say, how old are you anyway young NoNor? You can't be much bigger than my youngest grandchild and she just started school." He could see the concern was creeping back onto her face as she turned her head, searching around them for something unseen.

"I just turned seven two weeks ago." NoNor replied.

"And where is your guardian?" She asked, still searching around them even as she held his hand. So busy was she in her search she didn't notice his smile was gone as well until he spoke up.

"I'm here by myself." He knew he was going to be asked this when he reached his destination but he didn't think a random stranger would as soon as he got out of the spaceport! Especially not one so kind as Granny Oo.

"What!? Your guardian just sent you to Coruscant all on your own!?" She almost shouted, her concern for the lone boy rendering her worry about making a larger scene than they already had meaningless to her.

"The village elder said he couldn't take me because it's harvest season and he had to make sure everyone was ready to bring in the crops and barter what they could before winter."

Though he spoke calmly the elderly twi'lek could tell he was only saying what he had been told. "And what about your parents?" She asked in the softest voice she could muster as she placed her other hand on top of the one that was holding hers. Even as the words left her mouth she could see his face tighten up and feel a slight tremble in the small hand she held.

He tried to speak up, he really did! He'd been rehearsing what to say the whole trip but for some reason the words just wouldn't come out. He tried to stay strong and calmly tell her like his elder had told him to but it just wasn't fair. He was expecting some grumpy old men wanting an explanation from him, not someone like Granny Oo.

It nearly broke the old twi'leks heart to see the turmoil on the young boy's face. Now, Granny Oo knew she was old. With maybe only a couple more good decades left in her she had experienced her own share of loss. But to see that pain in one so young...

"This just will not do." She told herself, a fierce look of determination crossing her wizened face as she firmly gripped his hand with one of hers and began towing him through the crowd away from the spaceport. Passerby took one look at her face before parting out of her way deciding this was one granny not to piss off. She nearly chuckled when he was dragged out of his thoughts, quite literally, and tried to ask where she was taking him while maintaining a firm grip on the bag he'd already dropped once.

"We, young man, are going to get some ice cream. My family was going to go with me when their shuttle gets here but they're late and I'm hungry! So a fine young gentleman like yourself is just going to have to keep me company." She decreed as she turned and threw a big wink at him before resuming her relentless trek through the throngs of Coruscant.

NoNor didn't know how she could do it. After a short walk he found himself planted firmly inside a local ice cream parlor waiting in a very long line with the old granny talking his ear off. The shop was smaller than he was expecting, just a long counter with workers behind it and a few tables spread along the walls. As soon as he walked in he could smell the deliciously sweet aroma of frozen goodness and feel the cold of the air conditioner as the shop owner tried to keep melted sweets off of his floor. He figured this close to the space port any place that served food would be busy, especially in the middle of the day, but an hour and a half long wait for a snack just seemed ridiculous to him. What made it even stranger was the hyperactive old lady next to him who never seemed to run out of things to talk about.

Granny Oo had covered what seemed to be her whole life story at this point. From her time as a young woman starting out working in a hospital to how she met the "love of her life" as she put it. He swore her smile lit up the whole store when she said it. She even went on to tell him how her husband loved to play pranks. One time he went so far as to drink a whole bottle of hot sauce just to convince her it wasn't hot. She had a few...choice…words about that incident but the smile never left her face. It must have been contagious because NoNor couldn't stop himself from smiling right alongside her. He even laughed at a few of the especially funny parts. Especially the pranks.

Those were his favorite.

Waiting was never fun to NoNor but doing it alongside someone as energetic as Granny Oo made it not too miserable. In what she said was "No time at all" the laughing pair found themselves at the front of the line. Only then did the old twi'lek seem to look around and realize how truly packed the store was. Every table she could see was already taken by customers happily munching away.

Asking the young human man behind the counter to wait just one moment Granny Oo turned to the younger blindfolded boy beside her and uncharacteristically whispered "It's pretty packed in here. We should probably get our ice cream to go so what flavour do you want?"

So caught up in his most recent bout of giggles NoNor realized he hadn't even looked at what the options were. But, not wanting to be too slow and cause another scene he shuffled the large bag still perched on his right shoulder and quickly responded "Um, do they have chocolate?"

Without missing a beat the elder of the pair turned back to the worker and proudly declared "We'll have two cones with two scoops of the brown stuff young man!"

"Maybe she IS contagious" NoNor thought as even the human gave a soft chuckle before giving an affirmative and setting about his work.

This time truly "in no time at all" NoNor found himself outside the shop happily licking away at his chocolatey frozen dessert with a beaming Granny Oo doing the same right beside him in the early afternoon sun.

"So little one now that we have our just desserts, hehe, " NoNor was starting to get scared of just how much this woman could laugh. "Where are you headed to?"

Entranced by the rich chocolate flavor consuming his young mind NoNor could only absentmindedly reply "I was going to the Jedi Temple."

"Oh? Aren't you a little old to be taken in by the jedi?" she asked, giving him a discreet sideways glance.

"Don't know. It's where the elder told me to go."

"Well if you say so." She shrugged. Let's go. We can eat on the way."

So distracted was NoNor by all the new sights and the truly mind blowing flavor that is frozen chocolate, he didn't even notice Granny Oo pull a comms device out of her pocket and have a quick conversation while he followed her.

A couple hours later NoNor and Granny Oo were walking in companionable silence as the elderly twi'lek brought him down a broad street that led right up to the imposing steps of the Jedi Temple, a mighty ziggurat that soared high into the sky and almost twice as much to the left and right. The complex was so large the entrance stairway seemed to swallow up the entire street. Three truly gigantic golden statues of long forgotten jedi masters stood watch over each side of the promenade leading up to a door that was easily as wide as NoNor's house back home, the height of the door only adding to his building sense of awe.

"You could fit a whole ship through that" He thought to himself.

Seeing the young miraluka suddenly stop beside her and turn his head upwards following the size of the grand construct before them, Granny Oo stopped as well and turned around. Placing her hands on his shoulders, bending down to his level, and looking straight into his blindfold she gave him a light squeeze to get his attention.

"Well little Nono, this is it."

"Yeah.."

"Are you ready?"

"I don't know." he sighed dejectedly. He was having so much fun walking around the city and joking with Granny Oo. The way she told it her husband was a very silly man as well and all of her kids sounded nice. If only he had been sent here to be with her and her family, then he could have days like this all the time! It just wasn't fair!

Oolilnelfi could feel the shaking starting again in his tiny shoulders. She wanted so much in that moment to try to cheer him up one more time. Just one more distraction before he had to return to the cruel world that surrounded them. But she knew it wasn't her place. Nobody decided to seek out the Jedi over simple matters. She eyed the sack he had slung behind his back. It was nearly as big as he was! And judging by how he possessively clung to it, refusing to even set it down the entire time they were in line, she guessed it probably held everything the little boy owned.

Deciding to do what little she still could, Granny Oo surprised the young child with a tight embrace, as if to shield him from what was to come. One she was surprised to find him finally dropping his bag and fiercely returning. Holding him this close she could tell it wasn't just his shoulders trembling. It was as if his body was completely filled with sorrow but didn't know how to get out. So she would just have to help it along.

"It's ok to cry little one."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

The trembling in his squeaky boyish whisper nearly brought Granny Oo her own sobbing fit but she figured NoNor had probably had enough of listening to her ramblings for one day. But what came out of him next nearly broke her.

"No eyes."

To NoNor it felt like they stayed in their embrace forever. If it was up to him he would. Leaving his home and coming to a strange planet filled with stranger people had terrified him! When he had asked the village elder what he was supposed to do the elder immediately told him to sell his family farm and board the next tradeship that came to the planet. It wasn't his fault the kriffing box had opened. One moment he was mourning the loss of his sole remaining parent, the next he was speaking to a purple hologram of someone who called herself a jedi coming out of a strange many-sided box he found in a river.

He should have been helping his dad harvest more of their crops right now.

It was only when he felt a speeder park behind him and the occupants start to exit that he pulled away. The shaking had nearly completely subsided by then so Granny Oo let him go.

Using his racial force sight NoNor could tell it was a family of twi'leks: two adults, an older looking teen, and a young girl slightly smaller than him, who had disembarked, all of them looking towards the pair finishing their prolonged hug. He could see a slight sheen in Granny Oo's eyes as she moved her gaze over his shoulder and back to him.

"I hope you don't mind little one, but these old bones need to go home and get some rest. Busy day tomorrow."

"No it's okay Granny, thank you for taking me to the temple." he said, making sure to make "eye" contact with her.

"Of course. Now if you'll excuse me I've got my own childrens' ears to talk off!" she said smiling as she gave him one last pat on the shoulder before stepping around him. Almost immediately the young girl ran up and threw her hands around the elderly twi'leks legs as the rest of the family approached.

Deciding it was now or never, NoNor scooped up his sack and started slowly making his way up the steps. He could hear them asking Granny Oo questions about where she'd been all day as the rest of the family caught up to the laughing child and elder. He broke out into a big grin when he heard her reply.

"Just spending time with a good friend."

And so, with a newfound bounce in his step the young boy ascended the mighty stairway towards what he hoped was his destiny as the family of twi'leks below him ushered the ludicrously energetic elderly lady into their car. He was nearly at the top, the truly massive complex, complete with guards wearing shining silver and gold armor, came fully into view in the waning evening sunlight.

As he approached the entrance, one guard standing on either side of the portal, the one on his left held up a hand. "Stop, only jedi are allowed past this point. State your business."

Doing as he was told, NoNor stopped and pulled the sack off of his shoulder, setting it on the ground. He reached in and for a second thought the guards would attack him when their hands deliberately slid towards the weapons on their belts. Only when he spoke in his native drawl, trying to remember exactly what the village elder had told him to say, did the tension seem to leave their arms.

"I accidentally opened a holocron and was told to bring it to the jedi council."

NoNor removed his hands from the bag, holding up a small icosahedral object with ancient script adorning every surface. He couldn't see any change through the guards' armor or helmets but he hoped they would at least take him seriously. So he simply stood there holding the object out in front of him, as if asking them to take it when one finally spoke up.

"You have to make a formal req-"

"Hmm, interesting this is."

NoNor nearly jumped out of fright upon hearing the strange high pitched voice, with an even stranger way of speaking coming from seemingly right behind him. He did however jump when what appeared to be a walking cane came over his right arm and prodded the holocron in his hands.

"Agh!" He yelped as he stumbled forward trying not to drop the mysterious object. He fumbled a few times on its strange many-sided surface before he was able to get a good grasp on it. Spinning around quickly he found himself face to face with a green creature even shorter than himself covered by the long brown robes of a jedi with a walking stick held in one three fingered hand, his other reaching for the object in NoNor's hands.

The creature slowly brought his outstretched hand back into the long sleeve of his robe. His gaze moved from the object in NoNor's hands up to his vestigial eye sockets. The grooves and wrinkles on the creature's face and hands along with the thin barely present wisps of white hair gave the impression of great age, while his small amber eyes told a story of ancient wisdom. Eyes that seemed to look, not at the child's face, but through him. As if looking into his very soul.

NoNor was at a loss for words. He had no idea what to say to this mysterious being but he felt like he needed to say something. Anything! So, remembering what happened to him as soon as he arrived on the planet he found the magic words that gave him such success earlier in the day. Taking one hand off of the holocron and praying for it to stay steady, NoNor held it straight out in front of him and said with all of the confidence he could muster:

"Hello, my name is NoNor Daivik. Nice to meet you."