Star Wars - [Junior Jedi Knights 04] - Anakin's Quest (by Rebecca Moesta)

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Star Wars

Junior Jedi Knights

Anakin's Quest

by Rebecca Moesta

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upload: 29.XII.2005

Anakin pushed a fringe of dark hair away from his ice blue eyes and

looked around. Something felt different here at the Jedi academy. The

ancient stone walls of his student quarters still looked the same. After

all, he had only been gone three months. The room seemed no different than

it had on the day he had left. Everything was in its place: the wooden

chest that held his clothes, the small table and chair in the corner near

the window slit, the narrow but comfortable sleeping pallet. The room was

not large, but it held everything he needed, and he had always found

comfort here. But today it all seemed strange somehow.

Anakin walked to the window and leaned against the thick stone ledge.

He looked out to where the lush green jungles crept close to the Jedi

academy. He wondered if Ikrit was somewhere out there right now. Ikrit was

a white furry creature with floppy ears whom Anakin and his friend Tahiri

had found sleeping beside a golden globe in a nearby temple ruin. With

Ikrit's help, Anakin and Tahiri had discovered the secret necessary to free

a group of trapped spirits from the mysterious globe. So far, only Anakin,

his uncle Luke, and Tahiri knew that Anakin's "pet" was really a Jedi

Master.

Ikrit was not ready to tell everyone who he was, so he had decided not

to go home with Anakin for his visit. After their adventures, Ikrit had

chosen to stay on Yavin 4.

"I have much to consider," the furry Jedi Master had said. "I will

stay here and think."

Anakin sighed and shook his head. He felt restless and strange, but

the jungle didn't seem to hold the answer to what was bothering him. Maybe

he only felt odd because he was back at the Jedi academy and he hadn't seen

his friend Tahiri yet. Tahiri was two years younger than Anakin and had

been adopted at the age of three by Sand People on the desert planet

Tatooine after her parents were killed in a raid. About a year ago, the

Jedi instructor Tionne had met Tahiri, discovered she was strong in the

Force, and brought her to study at the Jedi academy. Anakin sat down on his

sleeping pallet, his back against the wall, knees pulled up to his chin.

Letting his eyes fall half shut, he reached out with the Force, trying

to find the source of his worry. He clasped his hands around his legs and

rested his chin on one knee. Maybe Master Ikrit would be able to sense the

cause of his anxiety. Or Uncle Luke.

Maybe... Darkness. Light. White mist rising against inky black, as it

might in a swamp at nighttime. The air around him crackled with energy.

Maybe his eyes had adjusted, for there was no light, but suddenly he saw

the figures. Although they had never met, he knew who they were: Emperor

Palpatine, and Darth Vader. The Emperor's face was wrinkled and marked by

the dark powers he loved to use. Shrouded in shadowy robes, the Emperor's

face showed a sickly, greenish white.

The shriveled lips moved, and Anakin heard a rasping voice say, "Come,

my child."

Darth Vader stepped forward and threw a black cloak around Anakin's

shoulders. Vader's mechanical breathing echoed in Anakin's ears, but he

could not take his eyes off the Emperor.

A story. He had heard a story-or was it only a story? - about the

Emperor. According to the tale, the Emperor's clone had touched Leia's

stomach not long before Anakin was born and had claimed the child for the

dark side of the Force.... Now, Darth Vader pressed a lightsaber into

Anakin's hand. Vader's cape swirled about him as he lifted something high,

high over Anakin, as if to place a crown on his head.

Anakin looked up.

A helmet. A dark helmet. Black as a starless night. Anakin backed

away, wordlessly shaking his head. He threw the lightsaber with a clatter

to the floor and tore the dark folds of billowing cloth from his shoulders.

"Come, my child," the Emperor rasped again. "You cannot resist your

destiny. It will always be inside you."

Anakin opened his mouth and tried to say, "No, I'll never follow you!"

but no sound came out.

Vader stretched out his arms. The fallen cloak and lightsaber sprang

to his hands, as though they were pets beckoned by their master.

Anakin wanted to run, but his feet would not move.

The Emperor motioned with one finger, and a wave of sleepiness swept

over Anakin.

"Take what your grandfather has to offer," the raspy voice said. "We

have always been a part of you...."

Darth Vader flung the black cape at Anakin, but this time not around

his shoulders. The dark cloth covered his head completely. Anakin grappled

with it, trying to fling it aside. It fought back, as if it had a life of

its own. Still struggling, Anakin fell down, down, down into blackness.

"Anakin," a voice said. Not the voice of the Emperor.

A hand grasped his shoulder. Not the hand of Darth Vader.

"Anakin, wake up. It's me!"

Covers were yanked aside and Anakin found himself blinking up at a

pair of sparkling green eyes surrounded by a fall of silky pale yellow

hair.

"Tahiri!"

"Well, it's not much of a greeting for your best friend, but I suppose

at least it's something," Tahiri said, pretending to be insulted.

"Oh, uh-hi!" Anakin pushed himself up to a sitting position, feeling a

bit sheepish. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, our ship just landed. Tionne and I had been out exploring-you

remember, looking for old Jedi records? Well, Anyway, we just got back from

this strange planet where there were little spiky weeds all over the

ground. I even had to wear shoes." She made a terrible face. "You know how

I hate that. We went into a treasure vault. There was no treasure, but we

did find some holo cubes and some written records. Anyway, we brought them

back here, and who should come out to meet our ship but Ikrit? He said you

needed me right away, so naturally I had to come, and Tionne said said..."

Anakin felt a warm glow as the girl's words rushed past him. She could

be quite a chatterbox and terribly exasperating sometimes, but Tahiri was,

without a doubt, his best friend.

"... and so I told her that I would bring you with me and we could

start training again right away. Well, aren't you going to say anything?

Tionne is waiting for us."

Patches of mist still clung to Anakin's mind.

"What? Who?" Tahiri giggled.

"Tionne. You know-long silver hair, big pearly eyes, Jedi historian?

The one who found me on Tatooine?"

"Yes.. I know who Tionne is," Anakin said, his groggy mind not

catching her point.

"Well, she's waiting for us. Ikrit is with her. We're starting lessons

again right away."

Anakin let Tahiri grab his hand and drag him off the sleeping pallet.

He'd been napping in his clothes. But he made Tahiri wait while he put his

shoes on. Then she hurried him out the door.

"Are you feeling okay, Anakin? You don't look too good. I guess that's

to be expected, though. After all, Ikrit did say you needed me. Well, I'm

here now, and I think everything is going to be just fine. Anyway, remember

that treasure vault I was telling you about? It seems that..."

Anakin had to admit that he did feel a little bit better as he

followed his friend down the passageway, watching her bare feet pad softly

on the cool flagstones. As the dream faded, he realized it had served a

purpose. At least now he knew what was wrong.

A light breeze blew from across the river toward the Jedi academy,

carrying with it the cool moistness of early evening. A thick blanket of

white mist clung to the riverbank and swirled around Anakin's and Tahiri's

knees as they walked. The mist was so thick, in fact, that it hid nearly

all of Master Ikrit except for his head and floppy ears. The white-furred

creature waited patiently beside Tionne.

Ikrit was obviously as pleased to see Anakin as Anakin was to see the

little Jedi Master. He climbed nimbly onto Anakin's shoulder and draped his

tail around Anakin's neck.

"I think he's glad to see you," Tionne said in her beautiful musical

voice.

"We all are."

The breeze blew around them and stirred the white vapor so that

Tionne's fine silvery hair looked as though it might have been spun from

the mist itself.

"So what are we going to learn tonight?" Tahiri asked.

She sounded excited. She grinned at Anakin.

"I've been begging Tionne for three months to give me more lessons,

but she wouldn't. She said I was too young to study all the time and that I

needed to take a break." Tahiri snorted. "As if I wanted to take a break

from studying the Force."

Tionne said nothing. She lit a torch that she had brought with her

from the Great Temple and then winked at Anakin as if they shared a secret-

that sometimes it was best not to answer Tahiri, that it was enough just to

listen. The Jedi instructor's huge mother-of-pearl eyes shimmered in the

flickering light of the torch she held.

Tionne closed her eyes halfway and Anakin could sense the Force

flowing through her. Then, to his amazement, the ground mist wrapped itself

around her, spiraling and climbing upward. The mist wound itself like a

vine around her arm and the base of the torch.

Finally, the mist circled the tip of the torch in a glowing white

halo. As the fire burned away the water vapor, more mist drifted up to join

the hazy ring. Anakin found himself fascinated by this display. It wasn't

until Tahiri said,

"Wow!" that he realized it was over.

"Now it's your turn," Tionne said. "This may be a bit new and strange

to you. It might surprise you how hard it can be. You've practiced lifting

objects before, heavy things and light things. But mist is not an object."

Ikrit jumped down from Anakin's shoulder and sat near Tionne, swirling

the mist with one small paw.

"Mist has no top or bottom," Tionne continued. "There are no sides to

hold on to with your mind. It has no real size that you can grasp. Mist is

more difficult to move than an object, and much harder to control."

When Anakin saw Tahiri's brows draw together in concentration and her

lips press into a firm line, he rolled his eyes up and to one side, as he

often did when he was thinking or solving a puzzle. He reached out with the

Force, tried to sense the mist. He patted the mist with his mind, pushed

it, swished it. Nothing happened. He heard a sound of surprise from Tahiri.

"Did I do it? Oh. No, it was just the breeze."

"Do not try to hold on to the mist," Tionne cautioned. "It cannot be

held. You must use the Force. Trust the Force."

Anakin took a deep breath and relaxed. His eyes fell half shut. He let

himself feel the mist. Its moisture was in the cool air that touched his

cheeks and in each breath that he took. It was all around him. It flowed.

He found that his mind could flow with it. He heard Tahiri's voice beside

him whisper,

"Oh! Yes, I see," but he was too swept up in the flow of the mist to

watch what she was doing. He let his mind flow into a pattern, the first

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