Yes, an other chapter finished! I'm sorry about the spellings mistakes, nobody answered my desprate calls, so I re-read my story as good as possible. Please, bear with me, ok?

Now, on with the story!


Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan saw them coming from the building; they were waiting besides a speeder that will take them to the Jedi Temple. Hadrian became nervous himself. What kind of test will they give him. He frowned while walking.

"Something wrong, Hadrian?" Qui-Gon asked helping the boy into the speeder. Anakin nodded his thanks.

"Nothing really. Just nervous I guess." Hadrian replied as he jumped into the vehicle. Obi-Wan sat behind the steers and Qui-Gon took his place next to him.

"That's normal. But there's nothing to fear, my young friend. You will do fine." Qui-Gon advised him. Hadrian pouted slightly. There was something he didn't want to show to the Council. Something of his darkest secret. But he had a bad feeling about it, that he would find out. Only one person did. Only to some extend. The speeder roared to live and they took off.

Hadrian viewed the city with great interest. If he will become a Jedi, this is going to be his new home. He already missed the green in this world. But if he doesn't become one, he will try asking Padmé for help. Maybe she could take him in on Naboo. He knew the future of this universe, but he didn't know his own. Ironic, wasn't it.

Hadrian saw the Jedi Temple looming up in front of them. Now he saw it in real. It was a real big construction. It looked more impressive then the Pentagon on Earth. Hell, all the monuments on his planet couldn't compare to this. Hadrian awed together with Anakin. The two Jedi were oblivious. They saw it many times in their life.

The speeder streaked toward a landing platform which was the main Transport Hanger which was recently constructed. Obi-Wan landed the speeder nicely on the ground and they stepped out of it. Hadrian helped Anakin on the ground while the two Jedi waited from them to join. It was enormous room filled with Delta-7 and Eta-2 Jedi Starfighters. It must be cool to ride one of those.

An other Jedi appeared out of nowhere and joined Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. Anakin and Hadrian eyed each other in confusion. A dark haired Jedi Knight bowed before Qui-Gon and he smiled at him.

"Master Qui-Gon. Long time no seen." He said.

"It was well indeed, Quilan."

Hadrian looked at him. He sensed he wasn't fully human, but he was strong. His dark dreadlock like hair hung loosely on his back while his green eyes scanned the group. He was dressed fully in black, but Hadrian didn't feel any dark vibration coming from him.

"What brings you here, my friend?" His former Master asked. Quilan smiled.

"The Council send me to collect the boy for testing. The older one."

Hadrian arched his eyebrow. So, he wasn't going to the Council yet. Instead he had to go with this Jedi to a place unknown. Hadrian sensed that he should be wary around him. He had a urge not to come near to this Jedi, afraid to be touched. Hadrian shook his head.

"Ah, yes." Qui-Gon turned around and nodded for Hadrian to come over. Qui-Gon laid his hand on his shoulder and addressed Jedi Master Vos.

"This is Hadrian Phoenix. Hadrian meet my former apprentice Quilan Vos." Hadrian bowed.

"Nice too meet you. If you excuse us, Master Qui-Gon. Obi-Wan." Quilan bowed before them. Hadrian looked at Qui-Gon.

"Go on. We will meet on later." He reassured him. Hadrian sighed and nodded. He followed the Jedi into the hallway that leads out of the hanger.

Their walk was silent. The halls were quiet empty except for a few Younglings and their Masters, but otherwise the halls were empty. Hadrian followed the Jedi into a spacious passageway. It looked like the Vatican City. Large pillars flanked the walkway where Hadrian and Quilan walked. They didn't talk, because it wasn't necessary.

They walked for twenty minutes until Master Vos led the boy to a door. Hadrian stopped short and waited. He opened the door and Hadrian saw nothing. Quilan entered and Hadrian followed. It felt like a real big room because their steps were echoing. The door closed and Hadrian was engulfed in darkness. He heard clapped his hand and the room lit up. Hadrian looked around. It was a training room, much like a Dojo. Tatami mats laid in the middle of the room waiting to be used. At the wall hung various weapon and lightsaber that Younglings could use.

Hadrian turned around and eyed every detail. Their were large windows which was closed with shutters at the moment hence the darkness a minute earlier. Quilan donned his cloak and fowled it up and put it away. Hadrian was quite anxious about what will happen next.

Meanwhile the Council was testing Anakin of his skills in the Force.

Hadrian eyed the Jedi in front of him. He was weird in some sense. His lightsaber was clipped on the left side of his belt and his arms were crossed in front of his chest. Hadrian gave a skeptical look.

"Sooo," he started, "What now?" He leaned on one foot and hopped at the other out of frustration. Quilan smiled and said down in Indian style and gestured for the boy to do the same. Hadrian complied and sat down on the mats.

"Hadrian Phoenix."

"That's me, unless there is someone else by that name." He joked.

Quilan smiled, shaking his head. "Funny. What does your name mean?"

Hadrian looked cynic. Now that was an odd question. Was it part of his testing? Hadrian scratched his temple while thinking.

"Euh… Hadrian is a form of Adrian which means rich, wealthy, dark one… I think." He explained. Quilan nodded, looking pensive.

"And Phoenix?"

Hadrian arched his eyebrow. "Well, it's just my family name. A common one where I come from but not related."

"Ah so, but…"

"The name phoenix is related to a mythical sacred firebird… The phoenix is a firebird which is immortal and only dies each five hundred years and is soon reborn out of his ashes. His tears could heal everything and he could carry any heavy burden. He song can sooth the most troubled soul. But there are many different stories about it, that's jut the most general." Hadrian said, leaning his head against his hand.

Quilan curved his forehead. "That's more interesting."

"Well the things you want the know." Hadrian added.

Meanwhile, the Council has finished testing the young Skywalker. Twelve Member plus Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan and Anakin moved out of the room. They have discussed about the boys fate and they decided not to train him. Anakin was sad but Qui-Gon took him under his wing. They moved through the Temple toward their destination. They entered a room which consisted of one wall with glass. Anakin saw through the window, he saw Hadrian sitting on the floor in front of a Jedi. He gave his guardian a look.

"Now we will see what this boy can do." Mace Windu stated. The other Members nodded and stood watching. Master Windu gave Quilan a mental note.

In the room Hadrian was oblivious about it while he was talking to this Jedi. Suddenly Quilan stood up. Hadrian looked confused of this sudden change in atmosphere. Hadrian slowly stood up, alert.

"Very well. Enough chit chat. I'll will test you on how good you are in swordplay." Quilan said taking his lightsaber. Hadrian's heart made a jump. This was it. He nodded and took his own lightsaber. "I heard you were trained in this art." Hadrian gave a nod. "Then lets see it."

Quilan ignited his lightsaber. It was a green one like Qui-Gon; Hadrian ignited his own one and faced the Jedi. The words of his Sensei floated to his mind. Everything he has taught him came back to him; every move, trick and defense. He took his Kendo pose; legs slightly open and sword in front of him, holding the handle loosely in his hands.

Quilan was impressed of how calm the boy was. He took his own position and prepared for the attack. Quilan jumped forward with a enormously speed, striking at the boy. Hadrian blocked it with an upper thrust, ducked under it, using the same speed and turned around to strike the Jedi. Quilan blocked it, parried and went in. Hadrian jumped aside from the menacing lightsaber. He twirled around using his saber to the left, striking the Jedi left side but Quilan blocked it with one of his attack.

The Jedi hold up his hand. Hadrian felt a rip in the Force and it pushed him back. Hadrian felt backward but without demonstrating a somersault and landing swiftly on his feet. He held his saber above his head and attacked. Quilan gave him a counterattack so strong that both felt back. They were standing a few feet from each other.

"You're holding back." Hadrian speculated, putting his right foot forward while holding his saber in front of him.

Quilan gave him a plausible look. "You're right, kid." He took his position. Then all hell broke loose. Hadrian never faltered in his attack or defense, he just fought like his life was depending on it. Quilan didn't give a time to breath, but Hadrian didn't mind. His Sensei was almost the same. Working him to the extreme.

In the adjourning room, the Council Members and the two Jedi were looking in awe at the display. Anakin was amazed what his friend all could do with his sword. He was staring at his new hero. He was suddenly proud to have a friend like him. Anakin sometimes flinched when Hadrian almost caught a hit, but was surprised that his friend could avoid most strikes with incredible display of combat.

Qui-Gon believed in Hadrian's technique. He already saw it when they fought the Sith. The boy could handle himself, but what did he hide? Obi-Wan looked in awe also. He heard it at first hand from his Master, but he never saw it. He saw Hadrian now in a new light and gave him respect.

"Good, the boy is." Yoda answered.

"That he is, for being a none Jedi. His movements are almost the same as in the Jedi art which gave him a slight advantage." Windu replied watching the scene. The others murmured in agreement. Then their was a slight intake of breath from Anakin. Something happened.

Hadrian lost his saber which deactivated immediately after it hit the floor and looked at the Jedi. Quilan smirked, holding his lightsaber in front of him. He stood a few feet away. Hadrian looked exhausted but it wasn't over yet, for him at least.

"You lost." Quilan said. Hadrian shook his head and smiled. Quilan looked confused. Why didn't this boy give up?

"I may lost my weapon, but I still can fight. There's a saying from where I come; 'The honor of the man doesn't come from the steel of his weapon, but from the man himself'"

Hadrian stood in the same position as if he was holding his sword. His firsts raised to protect his body. Quilan was impressed. He parried his lightsaber and attacked. Hadrian narrowed his eyes and waited for the right moment. Just before Quilan was about the strike him, Hadrian ducked, stepped aside right under Quilan's sword arm and pushed him aside with his body. Quilan was surprised and fell out of his line. By this action, only a matter of seconds, Hadrian pivoted around his left foot and sold Quilan a perfect roundhouse kick in the chest. Quilan felt the impact and stumbled backward.

Hadrian retake his position and focused on the Jedi. The Jedi in question look in astonishment, he never have anticipated that move. It was unheard of. He saw the boy in a new light now. The boy was very unpredictable. He needed to be wary. He readied his lightsaber and attack again. Hadrian dodged, jumped, pivoted and stepped aside without getting hit the slightest. Quilan got frustrated which wasn't good. Hadrian saw then an opening, grabbed the man's lightsaber handle and gave him a hip throw. Quilan fell on the floor with a smack, losing his lightsaber to the boy. Hadrian twirled the weapon around and pointed it to the fallen Jedi.

Quilan was shocked. A mere boy not even a Jedi just defeated him in a mock duel.

"Do you yield?" Hadrian asked.

Quilan sighed and nodded. The boy helped the man off the floor and handed his weapon over to the rightful owner.

"Not bad. You really surprised me, Hadrian." Quilan Vos replied. He looked up at the window and nodded. Hadrian looked confused until he saw the window. The conclusion came to him and he looked back at the Jedi who gave him a sheepish grin.

"They saw? They saw?" He asked. Quilan nodded. "Damn…"

"Come there's one last test that need to be done." Jedi Master Vos said guiding the boy out of the room after retrieving his weapon. They walked for another few minutes until they stopped in front of a black door. It was an eerie looking portal which gave Hadrian some shivers. Quilan opened it by pushing some buttons. The door slide open and they walked in. The room was decorated in nothing then black and in the center of the room was a black rectangle tube which looked like a table.

"What is this?" Hadrian asked. Quilan stopped short, next to the table.

"This is the Force Suppressing Room. These things above here holds the Force away." He pointed to the ceiling where Hadrian saw blue panels. "They will test you along you can stay conscience under the pressure. Then we are able to make a stat of how strong you are with the Force. It's a unpleasant experience which we only do it with infants."

"'Coz they can't remember it."

Quilan nodded. "Go lie on the table and relax."

Hadrian nodded and headed for the black table. He hopped on and lay down. The blue panels looked menacing down him. He gulped. Quilan moved around the room.

"I will be in the next room. Don't worry this room is secured. Nothing can happen."

Hadrian nodded and he heard him leave. So now he waited.

The Council Members were in the next room watching the boy. Quilan walked in and secured the door. He gave a short nod and sat down behind the computer. Other Jedi helped him, preparing the machine.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Qui-Gon asked Yoda. "This is very dangerous."

"Secrets the boy has." Yoda replied, looking with interest. "To know we must."

"But prop into his mind under the Force Suppressor can be risky. Why not asking him?" Qui-Gon reasoned.

Master Windu shook his head. "We have no time for that, Qui-Gon. He could be dangerous."

Qui-Gon wanted to add something but Windu gave him a glare. Quilan turned around and told them that the suppressor was ready. Master Yoda gave him a nod and he hit the button. There was a electronic sound and the room lighted up.

Hadrian saw the lights lighting up. The blue glow engulfed the entire room. Then their was an high pitching sound in his ears. Hadrian covered his ears with his hands and gave out a silent scream. Then the pressure came. It was like swimming to the bottom of the ocean, but much worse. He tried to stay awake but he felt like his head might explode.

Back in the adjourning room, the Council Members were impressed. Quilan looked over the readings with an arched eyebrow.

"This is unbelievable. No one can stay awake that long. It's nearly impossible." He said. Some agreed with him. The monitors beeped and showed some stats on the screen. "The Force is very strong with him… They even support him!"

Windu stared at the struggling boy on the table. They were all impressed. Not even the young boy Anakin had this much concentration. Yoda furrowed his brows, sensing something unusual.

"Lose concentration he will." The little green alien said. And it was true. Soon the struggle impeded and Hadrian's hands felt aside. "Start memory process, now." Quilan nodded and switched on another key. Everyone then saw something stirring on the viewing screen above the observation window. First there was snow like on the TV, then small images began to appear. It was in rapid succession. There was no clear picture.

"Turn it on a different wave, Quilan." Windu ordered. The Jedi typed away on the key board and the images began slowing down. It was like watching a movie. Everyone was staring at it. Anakin didn't know what was going on, but watched nonetheless.

Hadrian was swimming in his mind. He was dreaming. Or were it memories? He recognized some, some pleasant, some disturbed. But why was he seeing this? He groaned and tossed his head. Did he lost his concentration? He must have been. But why does this happen?

Qui-Gon watched the screen with mild interest. The recent memories where of his duel just a half an hour ago. He saw the happenings on Tatooine and their first meeting on the Trade Federation Battleship. But then things got interested. It was the first glimpse of Earth, Hadrian's home planet. Everyone was watching and listening closely.

Hadrian was dressed in his white dogi outfit. He was stretching on the Tatami until his Sensei arrived to start training, because tomorrow was his big day. A Karate junior competition. Hadrian was ready to win the title and make his Sensei proud. He heard something and turned around. Sensei Akira entered the Dojo. His outfit was the same. They bowed to each other, then Hadrian laughed. His Sensei arched an eyebrow.

"What's so funny, Phoenix?"

"Nothing, just an insider."

"Are you ready to win, Firebird?" Akira asked. Hadrian nodded and stood ready. His sensei mirrored him and together they started to fight.

The fight was very impressive. They saw Hadrian landing many times on the floor, but the boy never lost his optimist. Hadrian was a fighter, he would never give up if he still good fight.

"Not bad, Hadrian-chan. But remember, concentrate on the moment. Let your feelings guide you and everything will come to his end." Sensei Akira said. Hadrian bowed and thanked his Master.

"Domo arigato, Sensei."

The memory ended and other things flashed before the screen. There were so many faces that no one could name it. Then another clear picture presented itself. The spectators watched interested.

Hadrian was walking with his head bowed through a poor neighborhood. The houses were beyond repair but people are content with it. Some children were playing on the streets with a ball, but Hadrian didn't pay them any attention. He hoisted his bag on his shoulder and walked on. The sky was grey and in the distance you good see the city of LA. Then someone was calling out for him.

"Hoi, Phoenix!"

Hadrian turned around and saw his friend Thomas running over to him. He gave him an small smile.

"Hey, Tom, what's up?"

The boy in question took a deep breath and smiled. "Are you coming to the convention? They said it's going to be great. Some famous people are coming and there's a cossplay"

Hadrian shook his head. "Can't. I'm grounded."

"Ah, c'mon. it's not you didn't do it before. Go to your room and climb out the window, like the last time." Thomas said. Hadrian was pensive. Then he shook his head.

"No, won't do. This time I'm sitting out my punishment. Sorry Tom. I'll promise to come next year."

"It's not the same."

"I know. I really want to come. Really…"

Thomas pouted. "You're going miss all the excitement. Everyone is going to be there, SG-1, Star Wars, Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica and even Lord Of the Rings. And guess what. Mark is going as a Jedi Knight."

"Mark? Since when did he get an outfit?"

"Well, since last week. He ordered it by e-Bay and it's pretty cool. You should have seen him. He thinks he's imitating some imported Jedi Master or something."

Hadrian smiled at the mental image. He really going the miss that convention. They moved along toward the main road. Thomas walked besides him telling everything what was about to happen at the meeting. Then he jumped up.

"Hey, have you seen the last Star Wars movie; the Revenge of the Sith?"

Some Council Members were gasping. They eyed each other in confusion and bewilderment. Even Yoda looked surprised.

"Yes, I did. Just last week ago with Daniel. Was pretty amazing. Very good Special effects." Hadrian replied.

Thomas nodded. "It was such a shame what happened with Skywalker. He was just an amazing Jedi."

All Council Members stared at the little boy next to them. Anakin didn't know what happened. He send a confused look at Qui-Gon who shook his head in denial. The picture went on.

"It was bound to happen if you knew the traditional trilogy. But it happened anyway. One way or the other." Hadrian smiled.

"No friggin' way! Jedi are so cool. I wish they existed in our universe, you know. But you can be one, Hadrian. You good with the sword and you're telepathy. You can move objects with your mind."

"That's telekinesis, you dolt." Hadrian explained.

"Whatever. By the way…

The memory faded. Again there was snow on the screen. Yoda eyed the boy on the table who was tossing from one said eat the other. The was something blue on the screen, but it didn't got perfectly clear. There was something the boy hided. Yoda could feel it. It has something to do with the Force. He watched the stats on the screen and frowned.

"Take high frequent wave." Yoda ordered the Jedi. Quilan switched a couple of keys and the computer worked harder. Master Windu stared out the window.

"I can't keep the boy much longer in the pressure room or it will kill him."

"Something's out there I see. Strong walls the boy made. Must break to understand." Yoda replied.

"Master, we're breaking through." Quilan said. "Watch." Everyone was watching the screen again. Then something appeared, it wasn't clear but more then enough to see what was going on.

Hadrian was running. Running so hard he forgot the breath and his side started to hurt. He could here the other children shouting nasty things at him while they ran after him. Hadrian ran harder, jumped over a hedge which was to high for him. His foot got stuck and he flew over, face first. He cursed under his breath and stood up. He resumed running. He was about nine year old, still full in his youth to out run his elders. He was running into a cemetery for cars. he hoped he could loose them in there.

He jogged, looking back while catching his breath. He thought he lost them, but then they came from around the corner. They flanked him from both side. Hadrian got afraid. If it was just one or two persons, he could fight them. But not eight twelve year olds. He backed away from them.

"Finally found you, Phoenix." The leader said. "Stop running."

"Leave me alone, Deacon! Just leave me alone!" Hadrian shouted. One of the bullies pushed him aside and Hadrian felt on his back. The other were laughing and calling him names.

"C'mon, Firestarter. Let's play!"

"Don't call me that!" Hadrian shouted sitting up.

"Calling you what? Firestarter? But that's who you are!" Deacon said. "You always set thing on fire, Handrian."

"It was an accident! I swear!"

"An accident he says." One of the other boys taunted. They all started to laugh again. Hadrian began to cry and wiped his tears away.

"Look we made the baby cry. Hahaha!"

"Stop it!" Hadrian pleaded. "Please, just stop."

"We can't help it, Phoenix. You're just what we need."

Hadrian stood up, pushed the nearest bully away and ran for it. They shouted something and chased him. He kept running, tears sprouted out of his ears while he searched for a way out. Then he heard them calling again.

"Hadrian! Catch!" Deacon said. Hadrian was stupid enough to turn around to see what was happening. He didn't saw the rock flying toward him. It hit him hard in the face and Hadrian fell down on the ground. The group of bullies cheered and Hadrian cried out in pain. He took away his hand and saw blood stained on it. He touched his forehead again and saw more blood.

Deacon the leader, looked in disgust at him. He laughed and just stopped at Hadrian's feet. Hadrian looked down, not moving at all. Deacon kicked his foot, but Hadrian didn't move.

"You weren't suppose to be born, freak! You are a disgrace of the human race, did you know that?"

Hadrian didn't answer.

"Hey freak, I'm talking to you!"

"Leave me alone." Came a whisper.

"Say what? You need to speak up."

Hadrian snapped his head up, eyes blazing. "I said, LEAVE ME ALONE!" he bellowed. Deacon backed away but leered. Then suddenly he bleached, getting scared. Hadrian looked frighten when suddenly his hands burst with blue fire. His entire arms were engulfed with angry fire and the bully backed away.

"Look! He's doing it again!"

Hadrian looked in shock. "Oh no nonononooo." He looked up again. "Help me! Somebody help me!" His entire body was now surrounded by blue fire. It didn't hurt him or anything, but the material and junk around caught fire and it spread around the area. The boys were staring at him in fear.

"GO! RUN!" Hadrian screamed but it was too late. There was too much energy and Hadrian acting like a nuclear bomb.

Anakin couldn't take much anymore, instead he looked at Hadrian on the table. What he saw made his heart stop. Hadrian was tossing, turning and screaming on the table. Then suddenly Anakin saw something blue appearing from his chest and stared in wonder. And in shock.

"Is he suppose to do that?" the boy asked someone. Qui-Gon heard Anakin and tore away from the screen. He looked at the real Hadrian and panicked. He ran toward the panel.

"Shut the suppressor down! Now!" He shouted. Everyone was confused until they saw blue light. Hadrian was on fire, literately. His body still tossed and turned while the blue fire engulfed his body. It soon streamed down as water over the table in normal fire and surrounded the entire room. The fire licked the glass and the spectators could feel the heat.

Quilan shut down the suppressor straight away. The machine stopped humming and the blue light from above the room went out, but wasn't enough. Hadrian was just witnessing one of his fiercer nightmares again. The fire kept streaming out of his body. Everyone was looking in awe. No one could produced something like that. This was the Force in raw energy.

"How secured is the room." Windu asked.

"Pretty good. But fireproof, I don't know." One of the Jedi replied.

"We need to do something before something like an explosion would happen!" Ki-Adi replied backing away from the heating glass. Yoda hummed and closed his eyes. Qui-Gon saw this and he knew what the alien was doing. He was trying to contact the boy by the Force. He hoped it worked.

Hadrian screamed in his dream. Screamed because he killed all those people in thirty mile ratio. He couldn't believe that it was his doing. He still cried in his sleep about it. A few years ago he made some strong mental walls around this particular memory until something broke it down. He Saw their faces again, scorning away by the fire while he screamed bloody murder. Why? Oh, why? But then there was a warm sensation in his chaotic world. Something was soothing him. It was strange, but it welcomed him. It told him the let go of this memory. But he couldn't. He just couldn't do it. It said to let go because it was the past. It was over.

Could he let go? Hadrian didn't believe this voice. This was his world. He was the Phoenix; He could control the fire and all his wonderful glory. It said it was okay to have such a wonderful gift. It said to embrace it and be one with it. Embrace it? Hadrian frown; could he do that? Yes, he could.

Hadrian suddenly smiled. He started to reorganize this chaotic world and started to embrace his gift. He didn't need to fear it. He was unique and he belonged in this world were he could use his gift to help people, not to kill. But what if nobody want him? It said not to fear about it, someone will take him in. Hadrian couldn't help but nod. There was work to do.

In the adjourning room, the Jedi watched the fire distinguish and flowing back into the boy. Very slowly it happened until they saw the outline of the boy again through the curtain of smoke. Yoda opened his eyes and hummed.

"Strong the boy is. Trained he must." Yoda said. Windu looked skeptical at him but held is tongue. The others didn't say anything. When they exited the room, Quilan opened the black doors and the smoke came flying out. Qui-Gon entered and picked the boy up and walked out. They headed for the medical center of the Temple, so that the healers could work on him.

What did you thank about this? I had the idea from "HellBoy" if you didn't figured it out yet. Please review!

Jessie