The beginning. W.I.P

[Anakin Skywalker]

Titel: The beginning.
Author: Me
Era: Pt (rise of the impire)
Characters: Track, Ichys, and my girls character Tianara and Kian. Some from the movies.
Noter: English is not my native language, and it is rusty, only resently have I started reading and writing in english again.

Intro

"His genetic structure is very unique, how is that possible?"
"I-I don't know"
"Who was his father?"
"I don't know, a-a stranger"
"I have never seen anyone like this, please let us have him. He will be a great Jedi someday I promise you"
"But he is my only son"
"And he is very special I know, but he will make a great contribution to the order and to the Galaxy"
"He is all I have left"
"Please, I will train him my self as soon as he is old enough"
"But-"
"...I will send you reports of his developments and pictures, just please let us have him, let me train him, I will even mark him when he gets old enough"
"I- Okay"
"Thank you, I will make sure to keep him on track"
"Good bye my son"

[Anakin Skywalker]

Chapter 1

Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi had just returned to the Jedi temple with his Padawan after the incident on Naboo, little did they know that they were being watched by a young boy and his master.
"Master? How come Master Obi-Wan gets to have a padawan who is only 9?"
The fair, red haired woman knelt beside the young boy.
"It is because the council thinks that it is a special boy" she said looking at the boy closely.
The young boy frowned thinking carefully before answering his Master.
"But he is just a human"
"So am I, am I not?"
"I don't understand"
The Jedi Master looked into her padawans eyes.
"Have you be told about the prophecy of the chosen one?"
"No Master"
The Jedi Master stood up look down at the young boy and spoke.
"It has been told for many thoundsands of years that a jedi should be trained and that, this Jedi would be a vessel of pure force and will be more powerfull that any other Jedi. Powerful enough to bring the force into balance" the young boy nodded thoughtfully.
"And the council thinks that Master Obi-Wans Padawan is the chosen one?" he asked clearly unsure about how he felt about the whole matter.
"Yes" His Master smiled at him. "His name is Anakin Skywalker and you may not agree with the council, but you must always respect their decision and you will respect him"
"Yes Master"

As they turned a tall broad shouldered man walked towards them. The young boy smiled to him as did his master. "Track, Ichys" the man greeted.
"Master Kian, have you come to see for yourself?" The man’s kind smiles broaden.
"Curiosity got the better of me I'm afraid" He said still smiling, Track really liked Kian, He was all ways smiling. Even though he was a serious man when he needed to and Track had all ways admired Kian a lot for that feat, he wanted to be just like Kian when he grew up.
"So? What do you think?" Ichys asked as they turn towards the duo yet again. Kian stroked his beard in a thoughfull manner. "It is not what I expected, but then again I did not know what to expect, so how could I know what I expexted?" The boy in front of them blinked confused and look up at the masters.
"You didn't think he would be human? Master Kian" the boy asked.
Kian smiled gently as he realized he might have confused the young boy. He knelt in front of him.
"I don't really know, I have heard story about the chosen one, since I was at your age, young one, and perhaps in my mind I personified him as something much stronger than a human, a Wookiee perhaps or someone like Master Yoda"
"Because Master yoda is unique ?" the young boy asked
"Perhaps but what do you think?"
"I think that the force doesn't choose who's best based on where you’re from or how you look but how it perceives a persons, given that persons choice of options in the future" Kian smiled as he stood up looking at Ichys.
"You chose very wisely, he is a clever young one"
"I know" she answered trying to hide the smile in her eyes.
Track turned his head looking up at his Master, he couldn't help but smile widely at her. His smile quickly disappeared when she continued.
"What about the mysterious assassin that killed Master Qui-Gon, have we ID'ed him?""Master Kian shook his head the frown made him look sad.
"I'm afraid that there weren't anything left for us to id"
"Then we will have to wait and let the mystery unveil itself"
The trio again turned to face the newly appointed Knight and his Padawan.

Track ran as fast as he could, the robe fluttered around him as he ran. He was late and event hough he knew that he couldn't make it to the training grounds he had to try. The door was way to slow as the hissed open so he had to stop for a second. He had been in the room of a thousand fountains, enjoying the sound of the waterfalls, it reminded him of Naboo, he had only been there once but he had fallen for its beauty and the amazing veiw from Funeral Temple as they attended Master Qui-Gons funeral. He and his master had walked the streets and even been inside the palace. It had just been a few days, but the sound of the waterfalls was soothing in a way he hadn't realised and now he was late!
The red haired Master strode impatiently in the training hall in front of Kian and a youngling, her padawan wasn't late yet but somehow she knew he would be, and she was letting it get to her, when she found him she had such high expectations for the boy and right now he didn't live up to that. She stopped and took a deep breath, time was up and he wasn't there.
She looked at the young girl beside Kian, her hair was a lighter more firey red than her own auburnhair, it was shorter and reached down to her chin. The girls eyes were dusty blue and reminded Ichys very much about Kian. She gave the girl a short compassionate smile before she turned to face the door as her own, out of breath, Padawan entered, putting on a disappointed face for him to see.
When Track saw the disappointment on his Masters face his stomach knotted tightly together and he lowered his head shamefully as he walked towards his Master, she didn't have to say anything they both knew that he knew it wasn't okay. He looked up at Master Kian, looking like a Razor-tailed tiger cub being scolded by it mother, the Master though and gave him an encouraging smile. The boy smiled and regained some of his composure. He looked at the youngling for the first time with a puzzling look, she didn't wear a robe, only her tunics which reach below her knees, it was mushy brown with a clear overlap, it reminded him of the tunic the bear clan young wore.
"Track this is Tianara, Kian promised that she could watch us train" Ichys voice clearly showed that they hadn't discussed this before Kian had brought the youngling along. Track made an awkward bow to the youngling, her presents made him feel uneasy.
Track took of the robe and put it on the floor next to Kian.
"I don't think running laps is necessary at this point so let’s get to it then" her voice was cold but both Kian and Track could sense it was only a front. She removed her robe putting it on the floor next to her padawans. Both stepped into the grounds.

The two combatants stood in front one another, Track in a basic stance with the weapon in front of him, ignited. Ichys on the other hand stood calmly with her hands down her sides not even armed yet. Her blue eyes pierced him and he gave her a stubborn stare.
Tracks movements were stiff and it was still clear that fighting one on one was still new to him when he lunged out after his master. Ichys moved away from the blade without problems, she had properly seen it coming, she moved and evaded all of the boys clumsy attacks. As his style slowly improved she call with the force on another training saber, and it willing leapt into her hand, ignited and she parried. Her graze impressed both the boy and their spectators, it impressed him so much that he stopped for just a second but it was enough for her to weave her way through and poke him with the saber. He jolted and bend over in surprise.
Kian watched calmly it was clear for him that Ichy was teaching her padawan a lesson, but he could also see hope for the boy, he could be a great fighter if he learned to be on time, so that Ichys would let him in. Kian smiled at the though and looked down on the girl by his side. Track quickly got on his feet, he could still feel the aftermath of the shock in his stomach muscles. He lifted his saber again and held it in front of him as he widened his stance just a bit. The last part caught Ichys eye, and she felt a small sting of pride towards the boy, he wasn’t backing down. As he moved again she turn her upper body following the lunged forward, in the same move she turned around swinging her blade at him hitting him square in the back, she felt his surprise and she stepped back letting him get to his feet.
“Be mindful a battle is never straight forward, reach out at sense your opponents next move” Track nodded and got to his feet. If this kept up it would be a very short training section he though. The electrocution drained him of energy quickly, he took a deep breath and found his stance. Standing on his original spot he made a horizontal sweep with the blade, but she parried, then he went for her left leg with a quick downwards motion opening his side, she marked it with a quick jab.
“Move with your blade, forward as you attack and backwards as you parry” she pushed him quickly as he lost balance his bottom touch the floor.
”Find you balance point” her voice had soften, is wasn’t ice cold but compassionate with teaching. Track stood “Yes master” he stepped towards her moving the blade to cut her in half, she took a step aside jabbing him in the back as she twirled and then in the knees.
“Remember what I said, never straight forward” the saber hissed as she turned it off. “You did good, hit the showers I’ll see you tonight”

Track was sore and tired, somehow Ichys manage to get through all of his defenses and electrocute him with the training saber. They parted as they left for the showers, but track was in no hurry he could sense someone was waiting for him and he wasn't quite sure who. He closed his eyes letting the warm water soothe his aching muscles and calm him as he focused on the trying to find out who was waiting. He couldn't pin point it, but there were something oddly familiar about the presents so he shut of the water dried himself and put on his tunics and robe, he went to greet the stranger. In the halls outside the baths stood Tianara. Track had looked so beaten when the training session had been over, perhaps she could cheer him up a bit.
Track smiled when he realized why he couldn't pin point the source, it was the youngling Kian had brought to training.
"Hi" she said clearly losing her courage as the older boy left the baths and approached her.
"Hi" He answered politely and her cheeks turned pink.
They looked at each other for a short while before both felt the awkwardness. The boy cleared his throat and tried to find a spot to look at that weren't her blue eyes.
"Soh...what did you think of the training?"
"It looks tough" she admitted he couldn't blame her, Master Ichys really didn't hold back this time and he had the bruises on his body to prove it.
"Master Ichys is... tough"
"I think you did great!" her sudden outburst startled both and they couldn't help but laugh.
"Thanks" he said smiling slightly, scratching the back of his head in a nervous manner. Without either noticing they had started to walk, somehow they ended up in one of the lawns outside on the plateau that were the jedi temple. They had talked all the way about what it was like to train with the other youngling and to train with your own master.
"How do you know master Kian?" Track finally asked.
"He brought me here" the young girl said "He has been very kind to me watch me when we train and it taught. He told me if I was in doubt I could always come to him. He is very sweet"
The boy nodded in agreement.
"When I grow up I want to be like Master Kian, Master Ichys brought me here, but sometimes I wish he would have chosen me" He smiled as the wind suddenly swept across the plateau tearing in their clothes and hair. He became aware of what he had said.
"Master Ichys is strict but very good at was she does" Track paused.
"I hope Kian chooses you" he said looking at her.
"Me too"
"Then we could be friends like Ichys and Kian" the though warmed him strangely.
"I'd like that"
"Me too"
As the sun set over Coruscant and the sky turned first golden, then lava and all the way up deep purple with tiny white dots, the two looked out on the city.
"When I build my own lightsaber" Track said pointing to the horizon. "I will find a crystal that'll make my saber glow like that, like Lava" he made a promise to himself right there and then.
Another burst of wind brought the cooling night air upon them, shivering they went inside. Agreeing that they should be friends regardless if Kian chose Tianara or not. Saying their goodnights Track left with a warm feeling inside thinking he could manage been a jedi with a friend like Tianara no matter what the galaxy threw at him.

[Anakin Skywalker]

Chapter 2

The boy's world was upside down. Literally, But at least now he was focused as he stood there on one hand balancing on a small rock on the edge of one of the waterfalls in the room of a thousand fountains. Ichys could feel him reaching out, feeling his essence expanding touching everything around him as he concentrated. Ichys was a fine woman, she would have had many a suitor had she not been a jedi, her slim and slender face compliments the fine lines and pointy chin, her wrist and fingers are small, thin and feminine, she may be small in stature but her presents could overpower you. With her fierce gaze from the blue- ish gray eyes under the auburn mane neatly tamed. She could bring a charging rancor bull to his knees by simply just looking him into the eyes, or at least that's was just how her Padawan saw her.

Track swayed for a moment seeing his mentors stern look in his mind as if he was looking straight at her, quickly place the other hand on the stone for support he calmed him self, reaching out and finding another stone, feeling the weight and its wet coldness as if he were holding it in his hand. He lifted the stone from the cool water feeling every drop in the water. In the water not far from him he felt a durasteel pole reaching only a few inches out of the running water, carefully he placed the smooth rock on the the pole. Finding another rock he placed that on top of the first until it towered 10 stones high. Ichys had told him to aim high for this exercise, but the higher the more difficult it would be. Steading the stone tower he sighed with relief, but then a buttlesize stone shot out of no were bouncing of one of the rock, threading to tip it over. Quickly finding his focus again, another stone shot from a different direction bounced of the tower. Track let his minder wonder across the landscape trying to find the source. Realizing that there was a circle of stone 30 feet around him his heart sank, he had to defend his tower from this? Letting the force run through him the sieges started. At first he had little success but he soon figured the pattern and began lifting the tower in small sections letting the bullets fly through. not soon after he had figured this out did the stone begin to fly faster and with shorter intervals some breaking the patterns catching him of guard. After was seemed like hours the stone bullet sieges stopped.
"You did well" track heard his master clear in his mind.
"You found a focus point and you held onto it very well"
Track sat down a foot right behind his hand on the small rock that had been his platform in the narrow river.
Ichys appeared out of the thick bush some feet from the banks of the river, she was smiling, in the year they had been together that had rarely happened, sop he couldn't help him self when he smiled back at her, which made her smile even more.
"Come on my boy, the dinner is in the halls" Track had been so focused he hadn't realized that he was starving. He gathered the force and jumped the river, banks and onto the grass where his master stood waiting for him, she placed a soft hand on his shoulder warming him as they left.

[Mara Jade]

nice work I like the fact that Track wants to be like Kian, when he grows up