This Old Temple: New Jedi Order Reset Chapter 16, a star wars fanfic

THIS OLD TEMPLE: NEW JEDI ORDER RESET

by ardavenport

- - - Part 16

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"Recording. Recording.

"C-3PO speaking.

"Everyone is in a complete uproar. Apparently they have discovered Emperor Palpatine's secret Archives. It's quite a lot a data. 7X-T0 and 7X-T1 have been quite overwhelmed with it. We've added four 7X-A units just to properly map it out. Not to mention all the extra storage. And I'm having to deal with some very, very touchy and demanding protocol droids from the Senate and the Reconciliation Tribunal. They seem to think I can't handle things. Hmph.

"And there is still more data coming. Some very peculiar artifacts. I really don't like the looks of some of them.

"Professor Bren is in charge of it and he has been quite strict with reviewing and cataloging everything. And keeping things locked up, which I think is quite for the best.

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"Oh, yes. And Master Luke was injured while they were recovering the data. Apparently, the Emperor left some rather unpleasant surprises.

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"Of course I care, R2! But I don't think it's serious. Masters Kyle and Corran pulled him out very quickly. And the medical droid they installed is quite competently programmed. For that type of droid that is."

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"Recording."

"Luke Skywalker. Um. . . . oh-one-six dash oh-nine, post-Empire, Coruscant. The Jedi Temple.

"That should make Bren happy.

"3PO and R2 are busy with the 7X's and everyone else with all the data we got from the Emperor's secret vault.

"I'm stuck here. Guess I should have been looking for booby traps. I didn't sense anything until that wall fell in. Guess I should have expected that, since the Emperor set the trap.

"Bren and Ferus think we got everything. They said we needed to be careful with it. Some of it could be dangerous. Not just the Sith things, but the Jedi things, too. They're right. I could feel it, too.

"They're taking care of all of it. Guess I'll get a look later. . . . "

"Could have a look now."

"Bren?"

"At least the inventory. I've got a first cut of the list for you."

". . . . wow. Look at that. What is all this?"

"Mostly records. And twenty-five millennia of crap from the Jedi Order, though the older stuff is pretty patchy. Lot of holocrons. I tried a few simple looking ones, but they took one look at me and turned their noses up. Hunh. Guess an Initiate's education doesn't go far with them. Ferus had a little better luck. But I think you're going to have to try."

"I don't know if they'll talk to me."

"Well, if they're too snooty to talk to the last of the Jedi then I say we just chuck them into a deep hole for a few decades until they think we're ready for them."

"Hmm. What are these?"

"Artifacts. I don't know what. We haven't found any listings for them, but I suppose that will turn up."

"What are they?"

"Don't know. They'd be something significant to the Force. Jedi weren't sentimental. They didn't save mementos. Though sometimes the Jedi would be given things to keep as a neutral third party. Those could pile up after a few thousand years. Kahchek and Timi are scouring the data lists. They'll figure it out."

"OK. . . . . . . . . ."

". . . . . . . . . So, how are your feeling?"

"OK."

"The leg?"

"I'll be able to walk on it tomorrow."

"That's good. . . . . . ."

". . . . . . . I'm glad you're talking to me again, Bren."

"Well, . . . . if you can call this talking. . . . . . . I can only keep a snit going for so long.

". . . . . And after getting snubbed by the those holocrons. . . . . . . well, I wouldn't have believed you even if you had told me about your Force ghosties."

"They're not ghosts."

"Really? They used to be alive and now they're not, but they're still hanging around."

"Well, what are they called in the Archives?"

"Nothing. Even if those holocrons wouldn't talk, I still could access all the other records, and that was the first thing I looked for. Outside of some legends from other Force users there aren't any confirmed records of Jedi coming back from the Force. This is new. And I'm wondering why."

"Why?"

"Jedi are supposed to accept death. They're supposed to have no attachments. They're supposed to be able let go. Even of life. Which is kind of an odd thing to teach younglings, now that I think about it. But they were consistent. Until now."

"I don't think I could have confronted the Emperor without them. I never would have gotten anywhere without Ben."

"Well, I'll admit that they might have needed to hang on to defeat the Sith. Especially with everything being so desperate. But I don't know why they'd still be around. Unless they think we're still desperate. And that might be true with this lot we're gathering."

"Hmm. . . . . . . . . . ."

". . . . . . . . .What are you thinking about? . . . . . . . . are you talking to them? Now?"

"No. I can't talk to them in my head, not without. . . . . talking. I just. . . . . thought I felt something."

"Great. They're going to string us along the Jedi way."

"What's that?"

"You were with Master Yoda. You're supposed to learn by discovering things for yourself. Half the wisdom is in the journey. Coming out and saying what you're supposed to be doing is much too easy. And too hard for me."

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

"I'm not sure this is working out. I mean. I've been here longer than anyone else and I'm already bottom of the class."

"Come on, you're doing fine."

"Oh really? Just about anybody can disarm me and Kataarn will only spar with me out of pity."

"That's only lightsabers. Being a Jedi isn't just about fighting. And you're good at other things."

"Really? I'm having a lot of trouble figuring out what those are."

"You've been great with the new people coming in. You were here in the Temple before the Empire. You can tell them what it was like then. They want to know that. I want to know that."

"It's not like that now. Not even close by a long way. You're training mostly adults. Nobody's going to send the Jedi babies to train again. Not after the purge. And that's the way it's going to be for a long time. Long after you've gone on to join the Force ghosties."

"You, too."

"Hah! I'll settle for getting a few of those holocrons to talk to me first."

"You'll get there."

"Yeah? Well, one of those holocrons that got uppity with me still talked to Jedi Cop Horne."

"Really?"

"Yeah. But I think it cussed him out. Then it got all vison-y with him and I don't know what it was that came next but Horne looked a bit sick. We had to stop Mirrax from shooting the holocron."

"Is he OK?"

"The medical droid's looking at him, but I don't think there's anything worse wrong with him than a little shock to his ego. But he still had something in him to get that holocron to talk to him. I can't even get them to be rude to me."

"You have to believe in yourself, Bren."

"I've never been good at believing. I like thinking too much. That doesn't get you anywhere with the Force."

"You know that. I think you understand the Force better than a lot of people. You just need to figure out how much you know."

"Is that my next meditation assignment?"

"Yeah."

"Hmmm. Well, look over that list. Ferus marked a few things that he really wanted to talk to you about. He and Ping will stop by later. They want to talk to you about The Code."

"Oh. Great."

"Ha ha! Can't get away from those meetings."

"Well, you're not getting away from those meetings, either."

"But I'm buried up to my hips in the Archives. And now Palpatine's archives, too."

"Well, now you've got another assignment."

"Thanks. . . . . Master."

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