Chapter 8

Disclaimer: Its Georges story and it always will be

Note: I have changed some things around and placed people in different time frames, just to match with my story line.

Anakin now sat in a chair beside the grand master of the Jedi order and a group of younglings who he had taught a few simple moves with lightsabers to. Now that his memory was on the mend, he began to think about teaching. He hated it, literally. Anakin could remember now that he had never been a fan of teaching, so no, he wouldnt be taking on any apprentices. But he had promised to teach Riley, so he would, but there was not going to be any apprentership involved. Ever since he had woken up on Ilum, his head had felt like it was full of cobwebs, now it felt like a broken piece of data. Anakin hadnt stopped rubbing his head for a full hour and the symbol of the Jedi order of his forehead sparked another memory, someone by the name of Obi-Wan Kenobi. He couldnt put his finger on it, but he remembered the name.

A jolt on the ship brought him out of his thoughts and back to reality. Satele had begun the landing cycle of the ship and now Anakin had noticed the planet they were on. Thython was a nice planet, Anakin could feel how strong in the force it was. It had seas and oceans with land in equal occupance of the planet. According to Riley, the planet was often caught in a battle between light and dark. This constant shift in balance made the planet prone to force stroms and that made the planet very difficult to live on. The first force users had been found on Thython and from them descended the Jedi and, unfortunantley, the sith. On the landing platform stood five people each dressed in robes that were similar to the ones Master Shan wore, Anakin knew that they were other Jedi who were awaiting them. It was definently possible that Satele had signalled ahead that Anakin was coming aswell, the fact that they had possibly found the chosen one was not taken lightly, Anakin could see that very clearly.

"Skywalker, we are about to depart. Be ready." Satele cautioned Anakin. He must have been radiating his nervousness through the force and she had sensed it. Anakin readied himself and decided that it would be best if he guarded his emotions. Anakin raised the barriers on his mind and followed them all to the exit. The ramp was lowered and the doors opened, Anakin gulped at the looks on the Jedis faces. He knew what they were looking at, his clothes. What person who represented the light side wore those colours? The question was rhetorical, the answer was: Anakin. He risked a glance at Riley for support and followed the others down the ramp, the younglings were immediatley dismissed and Anakin stood just behind Satele as he was nervous about meeting the Jedi. She greeted them formally and explained the events on Ilum. How the younglings had gone in and how as the door was about to freeze over, they slid out from underneath it with Anakin alongside them. She also told them how the younglings had stopped her from harming him and Riley had explained how he found Anakin in a room and told her that he was the chosen one. After this explanation, they seemed a little uneasy. Anakin knew why. A powerful force user, with amnesia, found by a youngling, in a place sacred to the Jedi. This would make any person worried, no matter how powerful they were. Anakin could sense that they were afraid of him and Anakin didnt like being feared, not by Jedi at least.

Satele motioned for Anakin to come closer, so he did. The Jedi watched him cautiously and looked him over several times, walking around him and looking at the scar on his forehead. Anakin didnt know why they were so interested in it, it was barely a scratch. He had been told that it would soon fade by a medical droid. Wait? How did he know that? Suddenly a voice behind him asked "What is your name?"

"Anakin, Anakin Skywalker." Anakin replied. He felt very uncomfortable by now, being walked around in a circle repeatedly is not a way to make someone feel at home.

"The colours of your clothing are not traditional for a supporter of the light side."

"I dont believe in tradition. If you dont change, you cant adapt." Anakin replied. He sensed a small hint of amusment from one of them, he also sensed that they were slightly impressed by his intelligence.

"But if we do not have tradition, what is there to believe in?" This question sounded familiar to Anakin for some reason.

"Tradition is not a belief, it is a representation of something or someone that is highly respected and remembered. It is used to identify people of certain cultures or beliefs, that is why it is not a belief, but a system of sorts."

Anakin could now see how impressed some of them were, he made a strong arguement for his case. Yet he couldnt help but sense their fear of him, it almost overcame their calm state. The Jedi he could see nodded to one another and returned their attentions back to their grand master. "He is strong with the force and built to be a fighter." One of them said. "He also shows a bit of intelligence, but there is also arrogance and he is restless." Anakin wondered what was so bad about being restless, he certainly didnt have a problem with it.

"He is probably so restless from his sleep, he must have been asleep for at least a hundred years, maybe more." Another Jedi commented. Anakin then had the sudden urge to prove himself, were they calling him lazy? Being asleep for so long and then making a comment like that...no he must have heard them wrong.

"Being asleep for so long certainly proves something." They were calling him lazy! Anakin masked his frustration behind his uncertainty and blanketed himself in the force to avoid them sensing any more of his personalities. Unfortunantely they also noticed him hiding himself in the force and he could tell they didnt like it. He felt like a criminal who they were passing judgement on.

"He also seems to be able to use the force well enough to hide himself from four Jedi masters." The same Jedi spoke. Anakin stared at the floor and made his expression blank. He didnt like them searching his mind, and he wouldnt let them anymore.

"Have you decided what you would like to do with him, masters?" Satele asked them. She appeared to value their opinion highly.

"He is far too old to be a Jedi. But he is too poweful and significant to be allowed to run around the galaxy with the sith empire around. He should stay in the temple." The masters had decided that Anakin was there to stay, but what would he do? He wasnt a Jedi? Or was he? Damn this amnesia, it was playing with his mind. He would talk with Riley and his friends later, they could help him get his memory back. He had been in such deep thought that he had failed to notice the conversation between Satele and the other Jedi, they were talking about what Anakin should do.

"He could be a tutor? He has obvious skill in fighting and force using."

"He had amnesia, i think it would be unwise to allow him to teach until he gets his memory back."

"He could stay with young Riley. The boy found him and he and his friends are currently staying with a Jedi master, his progress would be reported to us." Satele informed them. It then struck Anakin that she had been listening to his conversation with Riley on the ship in space.

"That does seem like a good idea, but there are already three young force users being monitored by that Jedi master. Could he handle another?"

"As i recall, he would welcome another with open arms. He has a kind heart."

"So it is decided, he will stay with Zez-Kai Ell. I just hope he dosent cause trouble."

"He shouldnt if we keep him busy, we will discuss this further in the council meeting. I shall take him to master Ell immediatley." Satele finished their conversation with a 'thats final' tone. No-one seemed to be against it, so Anakin keenly followed her to the place he would be staying. Along the way he noticed a hologram of a sith and stopped to read the information on it.

Name: Darth Malgus
Species: Humanoid, male
Occupation: Sith
Description: Darth Malgus is a formidable opponent who is cunning and strong in the dark side of the force. He had killed many jedi and is a target to be fought with extreme care, only engage if attacked or carrying out a plan of attack with your fellow Jedi. His master Lord Vindican and his apprentice can conquer almost anything in their path.

Status: Alive, being tended to by the efforts of the Jedi council.

"Skywalker?" Satele called. Anakin realised that he must have been stood there for a good five minutes. He quickly hurried up to her and continued walking. "Are you a believer of prophecy, Skywalker?" She asked.

"I believe that the force controls our actions at times. We also follow its will, but i dont know where such things as prophecies originated." Anakin had been dying to learn about prophecies, he had been told by Riley that he was the chosen one, and he believed him. But what was the chosen one?

"A Jedi can recieve a prophecy in a dream or during meditation, sometimes it arrives in a vision. The prophecy of the chosen one has followed the order around for many years now. The chosen one is the person who will bring balance to the force and has been concieved by the force itself, which reminds me." She stopped and turned to Anakin, she took out a needle from her pocket, rolled up his sleve and extracted some blood from Anakins left arm. "I need to do a medi-chlorine check. Lets keep walking." Anakin pulled down his sleeve and followed her along, there was another hologram of a sith but Anakin was rushed past it, no more delays she had said. They were nearing their destination, Anakin could sense it. The temple looked beautiful from inside, but Anakin noticed an absence of emotions. He could only sense calm and control, even from the younger ones. Not what you'd expect from a temple full of children, but then he didnt expect to wake up on Ilum without any memory of what had happened before and a child standing beside him.

"Here we are, this is where you will be staying for a while. The council still needs to decide what they are going to do with you. But it is quite obvious that you cannot leave the temple, you are too powerful to take on the galaxy on your own and without any memory." Satele had explained this to him at least three times now. Anakin merely nodded and walked through the door she gestured to. She followed him in. "Master Ell!" She called. An elderly man emerged from behind a bookshelve and smiled at Anakin.

"Riley told me that there might be another person entering my little family here." Master Ell greeted warmly. "You may call me Zez-Kai, if you are staying that is?" He looked hopefully towards Satele.

"Yes, he will be staying. Enjoy yourselves now, Master Ell you may be required to inform the council of his progress in a few days time. Is that alright with you?"

"I have no problem with that." Satele left Anakin with Zez-Kai.

"So, Riley told me of the circumstances in which you were found. I must say, its a pleasure to meet you. You will be staying in the room over there." He pointed to a door to the right of the room. "Dinner is at the beginning of the evening as goes for all meals apart from breakfast, you can eat that the moment you awake. The others will love to meet you, you can meet them in the morning. Now i suggest you get some rest, alright?"

"Thats fine. Goodnight Zez-Kai." Anakin replied and walked towards his room. When he entered he found a simple bunk on the left hand side of the room and a cupboard in the corner of the room. He had also been given a desk and light which contrasted horribly with the pale coloured walls. Anakin sighed and sat on the bed. He rested both his lightsabers on the desk beside him and stared at the one with the white blade. For some reason it didnt seem familiar to him, but it had been left beside him and it wasnt Rileys so it had to be his.

Anakin lay down on the bed and rubbed his forehead once more, this amnesia was really frustrating. Not to mention the fact that he felt as if he had been imprisoned inside a temple devoted to the light side. Why were the Jedi afraid of the person who would supposedly bring balance to the force? Then it hit him. Anakin had believed everything he'd heard so far, he didnt have a choice with his memory and vunderability. Maybe he wasnt supposed to be here, he'd speak with Riley and his friends in the morning. He knew one thing for sure. His case of amnesia was messing with his feelings, he had to remember. As soon as possible.