I'm really sorry it was under Spanish fan fiction. I didn't realize that I accidentally put it under it. This was my first story, so please forgive my error.

Translation: (lo siento. No puedo hablar el Español muy bien)

Lo siento que la historia esta en el categoría Española. No sabia que no esta en la categoría Ingles. Esta es mi primera cuenta en fan fiction. No tengo mucha experiencia en esta área. Lo siento para este error. La historia es en la categoría Ingles ahora. Gracias para me informó.

Ianna leaned back and tucked her black hair behind her ears. Her mother was a Jedi! One of those doomed heroes of the old republic…

"Mom…" Ianna faltered, "Can I still call you mom?"

Aine nodded. "You must keep everything you hear a secret everything must be as it was."

"Why?"

"In due time, you will understand young one." Aine replied.

"I will now continue the story."

Ianna smiled nervously, trying to prepare herself for what might happen in Aine's tale. She still did not know her relation to Aine, but decided to be patient. "Just like a jedi." She thought to herself proudly.

Aine cleared her throat and took up her story once more.

Obi-Wan was often away on missions he deemed to dangerous for me. But there were some times when I was able to come along and asist in the wars. I learned much from my experiences during the clone wars. I learned what a real enemy is like, what it is to stare in the face of death itself.

I was seperated from Obi-Wan while in a battle on one of the former Trade Federation's planets. Master Kenobi and Anakin had gone after the scurge, General Grivious himself, leaving me to fight alongside several clones.

I remember being so tired. I blocked my weariness out of my mind, focusing only on the battle, spinning laserbullets off my lightsaber as they neared. I could sense something was wrong. Something dark was near. Something was blocking the force from me. My mind flailed without its guidance. Bullets fired all around me. I was caught. My lightsaber was useless without the force. I swung it wildly.

"What is keeping the force from me?" I wondered in utter panic. Then, everything dimmed. There was a pain in my leg and shoulder. As I lapsed into darkness, I faintly saw Anakin's frowning face and heard Obi-Wan cry "She's still alive!"

I'll remember that frowning face as long as I live. It was he who was responsable.

Ianna stared into Aine's eyes. "Why would he do that?" She demanded.

"Patience Ianna. Some answers cannot be answered in a single word." Aine said softly.

Ianna sighed impatiently. She wished her mother was not so kryptic. She was still anxious to hear her part in the story.

Something deep down told her to listen.

I never expected that Anakin hated me. He disguised it well. But I saw it, that day he pulled the force away from me. His hatered burned through my heart. He had been like my older brother. He is the one who taught me how to have fun. He gave me advise. He was there for me whenever I was punished for being rebellious. Then he betrayed me.

I pondered over the situation while recovering in the temple's infermery. I knew in my heart that he was jealous of my position with Obi-Wan. I had taken his place. I could not bring myself to accuse Anakin of this. He was a powerful Jedi, one that was reknowned across the galaxy for his bravery, self-sacrifice, and honor.

It was not the Jedi way to take away someone's ability to use the force.

But Anakin was the only one powerful enough to do this. I knew it was he. He was evil even then.

"Anakin turned evil?" Ianna asked.

Aine did not reply. She merely cast her eyes downward.

"Where do I come into the story? Ianna finally dared to ask the question

"In due time." Was all Aine would say.

Anakin's presense grew darker in my mind as the months went by. I tried to ignore it, but this is more easily said than done. Even Obi Wan began to take notice. The darkness was becoming too large to hide.

Anakin grew very close to the chancellor, Palpatine. Whenever Obi-Wan and I would invite him to dine with us or meditate with us, he refused. He shifted like sand out of our hands. He even had the nerve to question the council's judgement.

I remember waiting outside the council door, masking my presense so I could listen in on the conversation. Anakin was informing the council that he was the Chancellor's representative on the Council. He was so arrogant, I felt the anger build up inside me. I cooled my emotions so as not to be felt.

"You may have a seat on the council, but not the title of master." Mace Windu put him in his place. I could just picture Anikin standing there with his pouty mouth ajar.

Half of me mourned the loss of a brother, the other half believed he got what he had coming.

But Anakin dared to defy. "What?" He cried indignantly, "This is unheard of! You insult my honor! Whoever heard of a person who is on the council, but isn't a master?" He whined.

"You may have a seat young Skywalker." I'm sure those words cut like a knife to Anakin.

Anakin instead turned on his heel and walked toward the door which I stood at. I had no time to escape before he caught me.

"You!" He whispered hoarsly. He used the force to pick me up by the neck. I felt the air stop in my throat.

"Has not Obi-Wan taught you not to evesdrop little one?" He asked with an evil grin.

I glared at him, and being only about a foot away, kicked him in a rather tender spot. Not the most honorable thing to do, but I needed to escape.

It worked. He dropped me, clutching himself in pain. I ran to Obi-Wan, who was chatting with Shaak Ti over the finer points of lightsaber techniques.

"Want is wrong young one?" Shaak ti asked. She was always very kind to me and took care of me along with her own apprentice while Obi-Wan was away.

"Yes, you seem very upset. What's wrong?" Obi-Wan put his hand on my shoulder in concern.

"Nothing Master, just a bit out of breath from rushing down here. I sensed that I was needed." I lied.

The two Masters looked at one another, conversing in the minds, before shifting their glances back to me. They did not buy my story.

"I did not call you nor require any assistance Padawan." Obi-Wan says, brows furrowing in the middle. "I will ask you again before I punish you. Tell me what happened."

I masked my presence well this time. "I was trying to hide from Anakin. I played a small prank on him." I lie again, but this time it's believable. And almost the truth.

The Masters' faces clouded. They had seen how Anakin had been acting lately.

"Aine, I think it would be a good idea if you didn't bother Anakin right now...he has a lot on his mind lately." Shaak ti chose her words carefully.

"Yes Master." I replied. Just like a good Jedi.

Obi-Wan left for Utapu a few days later. I had to stay at the temple.

I'm really sorry for the mix-up.