So the last chapter was pretty boring, I've never actually written a fight scene before so I'm hoping this works out okay (if it doesn't you have permission to yell at me through review). All rights go to George Lucas, and Kathleen Kennedy, and Goofy, and Donald, and a whole lot of other people/cartoon characters (all of which are not me).


Lightsaber training was by far my favourite lesson. We were occasionally set up with other clans so that we didn't just get used to the same opponents over and over again and today was one of those days. Today we were facing the Hawkbat Clan were I found myself facing a very annoyed looking boy,

"Hello again," I said as cheerfully as I could. He cast aside my greeting and drew his practise saber, the practise sabers were pretty harmless, they gave small burns or papercuts at times but normally we weren't allowed to go far enough to actually harm our opponent in anyway.

"Alright, no formalities then, do you want a handicap or should we just-

I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence before Hash Karleel had attacked me. His blade spun furiously, he didn't fight like any other youngling I'd ever duelled before. He was easy to block however, he often missed me completely due to his own foolish mistakes. His swinging was useless and he hit a pillar and the wall several times. It was easy to get and upper hand and while his furious spinning caused him to turn his back on me I slipped my foot around his ankle.

The following fall was very graceful if it wasn't for the loud thump that followed. Hash's jaw collided with the floor and I was left slightly stunned at my own strength. Hash was taken to the infirmary and I was given a new partner, however she seemed wary to approach me after the rumour started of Hash having a broken jaw.

When Master Bobecc realized I was having trouble even getting a fight out of my opponent he paired me with Jake, giving me the opportunity to have a real go at offence. Our practise space definitely wasn't big enough for all the action we were putting in, but it gave us more of a challenge. Several times Jake used the almighty force push that he'd come to love so much to send me flying off the square we were to stay on. But I soon got used to the tactic and started locking him in the position using my own push. There we were two young Jedi sweating from the strain of concentration until we both finally exploded and flew to opposite ends of the training hall.

We soon gave up on the force battling thanks to the headaches threatening to split our heads but we were both skilled with a lightsaber. Duelling was a game of prediction; we were to find our enemies strengths and weaknesses and play against them. The only problem was Jake and I knew each other's like Master Yoda knew everything, this led to a most heated battle. We spent no time judging each other so we dove right in. Jake fought with a strong stance and a pulled back swing, my style was different to his entirely traditional take on lightsaber handling. My shien grip made me faster and more difficult to predict, my spinning unlike Hash's was controlled and though I was still ironing out some of the kinks in my style, I was certainly a formidable force.


Carren had asked me millions of times why I used such a strange grip in battle. I would only reply that I wanted to be different. But I remembered the real reason; I was only seven when I went on my first training mission. It was pretty easy now that I think back but at the time I was young a frightened. We were to work as a team to get through a forest, to us the forest looked much more like a jungle and the snaps of twigs scared us more than we admitted. We were actually doing pretty well a few hours in, we had mastered our fear and were making steady progress through the trees when we heard the most terrible cry, the fear that we had vanquished quickly resumed control and we hid, scrambling for a more camouflaged spot. We all pressed our emergency beacons.

I remember being told later that the mission had gone wrong, and I also remember a rancor, a huge, drooling, horrible creature with sharp, giant talons that were terrifying just to look at. Vaguely I remember a being jumping through the trees and landing on the monsters head. The beast swung around trying to rid itself of the woman but she held a steel grip on the creatures flesh. She ignited what was obviously a lightsaber and thrust it deep into the rancors back. She was thrown from her position atop the rancor only moments later and landed gracefully on the forest floor. Spinning her rare yellow blade, she crouched in a battle stance, one hand pressed firmly on the floor her legs spread for balance (causing her to be three feet smaller than she should have been), and her glowing weapon held behind her. Once again she attacked the wild beast, somersaulting past its giant hands and landing right between its eyes. She leant over and stabbed her saber into the rancors mouth, the awful roar of the monster became one filled with pain as it tipped over. The Jedi backflipped landing directly in front of my hiding place so that I got a perfect view of her stance. Her blade was held precisely in parallel with her body as she watched the creature fall, and give its final wail.

After our little adventure I became almost obsessed with the quick, spinning, light fighting style she used. I spent every free moment of my time studying lightsaber moves, and different kinds of grips. Finally I found the shien grip, a quick and precise technique that allowed manoeuvrability (such as backflips) and an unpredictable air. It was very much a working progress style as so few Jedi ever chose to use it, so I being the youngling that I was decided that I would take it upon myself to improve the technique.


By the time I was ten and in the ring with Jake I had adjusted the movements of the shien grip to suit me. Now my lightning fast spinning with a mix of kicks to his ankles and chest lost him the game.

Just to answer Count Mallets question, I did mean to say memorize (you're obviously a much better speler than me). And the vertical line is at the top of the text box thing when you edit chapters after uploading them. I'm also hoping to make an 'Ahsoka series' if this one goes well so there will hopefully be her youngling/initiate life, then season one of the clone wars, season two so on so forth. And to answer your first review it was loosely based on the scene from the gathering, there wasn't much detail in the actual scene so I only got the kneeling down and the hand shaking and whatnot.

I hope you all liked this chapter (I did pretty much make it up as I went along), I think it came out okay. If you have any criticisms or suggestions then please tell me, I like constructive criticism, REALLY! I DO! So I don't know where I'm really going with this story, I'll basically talk through a few key events I can think of on Ahsoka's way to becoming a padawan but any suggestions would be very much welcome as I've not got many.