a padwan's secret

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prequel,

I am drug out of the transport with a ugly look on my face. I resist at all costs but he wont have it. I give up and walk with him. His glimmering lightsaber catches my attention and I reach out to it without thinking. He smacks my hand away and says,

"You will learn your place, young one."

I roll my eyes as we quickly go up the jedi temple steps. "Please master, I might soon be expelled if the council finds out I snuck out again. Please?"

He looks at my eyes and I smile begging him to have mercy.

"Allana, this is the third time this month. How do i know that you will not do it again?"

"I will leave the jedi order if you catch me again."

"Woah, that's a little harsh, how about you do community service for a month, and I report you to the council."

"Fair enough," I smiled, "thank you Anakin, people mistake your kindness."

"Now get out of here," he smiled, punching me friendlily. I walked back to my chamber glad I had talked my way out of another punishment. That event took place maybe three years ago, i was only a youngling, now i'm a padawan, to shaak tii. I lived up to my word, never snuck out again. Oh, and Anakin has got his own padawan I hear. And finally, I have my own lightsaber. Its true color is purple, and I know that means I use the dark and light side. I had someone in the underworld of Coruscant help me change it to blue. It's my only secret, and one big one too. If the council found out I used the dark side, who knows what would happen.

Knock knock

"Come in!" i said, throwing my lightsaber across the room. "Ahsoka!" i said getting up to embrace her. She was one of my closest friends from jedi training, and my neighbor, not to mention we were born on the same planet, and we were both Togrutas. She sat down on my bed and kicked off her boots.

"Guess who is a padawan?"

"No way!" I squealed. "Who!?" Ahsoka was about 4 and a half years younger than me, I had been a padawan for a 3 years and a half. Age in the jedi culture was something that often wasn't paid attention to, allowing deep relationships, without attachment, between every age. She had been waiting for this. She was the top of her class, which meant we were early to get masters.

"Guess!"

"Uh, Obi Wan kenobi?"

"Close, oh! Who was his padawan?"

"No way! You got Anakin?"

"We just finished our first mission."

"Yay, I'm happy for you ahsoka."

"How's shaak Tii?"

"Oh you know, she can be strict but she is better than ever," I smiled.

"I have a mission tomorrow ahsoka. Were going to the outer rim, i've got to sleep, but i'm happy for you"

"Thanks Ana, see you later!" she said exiting my room. I sighed. I always wished I could have gotten Anakin as my master. We were close, he cared for people, unlike any other jedi, he was unique. Seeing anakin seemed nice, we both had rough pasts. I knocked on his door and it slid open.

"Allana?" he asked, getting up from his desk.

"Hey anakin." Aniken was 18, and I was 17, we were only 1 year apart. "How are you?" he asked looking up from a project.

"I'm ok. You? I heard you got a padawan. I must admit I was quite surprised."

"Yes, it was a little bizarre, but i'm glad to have her."

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