CHAPTER 2
"What?"
I said.
"I'm blanking."
She sighed, and repeated herself.
"You should be a Jedi."
I shook my head. Reyjin cocked her head to a side.
"Why not?"
She asked. I sighed. She was determined.
"For one, I don't want to be a Jedi. I've got a life here!"
Reyjin snorted.
"Some life. People tracking you down all the time."
I was mad. This was my life. I wasn't a easy-going Temple girl.
"Reyjin, would the Jedi accept me? For all they know, I'm a Bounty Hunter who's asking to be a Jedi. Does it make sense for them to suddenly just say sure? Also, I don't know how to use a lightsabor. And I'm probably too old."
Reyjin lifted her chin decidedly.
"I'll get you in."
I frowned. I did want to leave this swamp world. I thought a little while, then relented.
"Alright, I'll go. But, how do we get there?"
I asked, not really wanting to ride on her lap all the way to the Temple, or vice versa. Or be crammed under her consul. Reyjin nodded at my home.
"From what I heard, there's a certain girl around here with a ship she made herself."
I chuckled.
"Yeah, right. How is that 'certain girl' going to fly her ship? Seems that a certain Jedi destroyed her ship's engine."
I tried to say this with a straight face, and I almost succeeded. But then I met my sister's eyes, and we both burst out laughing. Reyjin caught her breath.
"Is your ship big enough for both of us?"
I nodded slowly.
"Great! I'll just call my astromach, R12-N3, and tell it to bring my fighter down. I'll bet we could use my engine to repair yours."
I was excited with idea. I had always wanted to look inside a Jedi Interceptor engine, but never had had the chance. Now I could. I gave Reyjin a quick nod, trying to contain my excitement.
"OK, I'll go call R12."
She walked a few feet away. Pulling out her comlink, she stared talking to her droid quietly, but after a few minuets, they were arguing loudly.
"R12, it's not your business to listen in on other people's conversations! Get the ship and get down here! R12....R12....OH MY GOODNESS R12!!!! No she is not going to steal you! R12, I'm getting images of leaving you behind.... OK, that's just rude! Would you shut up and get down here? Thank you!"
Reyjin came back over. I snickered.
"Had some trouble with your droid?"
I asked. She acted super surprised.
"Really? Trouble? I don't think so!"
Then she shook her head.
"He really is a pain, but Master Oomaron won't let me get a different one."
My sister glanced up a rise.
"And here he comes with my ship now."
I suddenly felt a little uneasy. I had to tell her about my Kyber crystal. Reyjin was quiet a moment after I told her. Then she shrugged.
"Well, they were already dead, right? Their crystals weren't very much use anymore."
Once R12 arrived (which took a while), we fixed my engine pretty quickly. R12 didn't get along very well with G8H2Z (GAHZ), my droid I built, but they tolerated each other. In a few minuets, we were on our way to Courasant. To the Temple.
"Ready or not, Master Windu, here we come!"
Reyjin said under her breath as we took off. Just before we went into lightspeed, I took one last look at Dagobah.
"Good-bye."
I whispered. Then I made the jump.
Welcome to My Jedi Story
WELCOME!
I'm really excited to be writing this. A little bit about me that I think you should know is...I love Star Wars...I love to read...I'm pretty good at sewing and drawing...My father is a pastor at Turner Village Church...And I love to write! I'm writing a Fan Fiction book about Star Wars that starts during the Clone Wars, and is basically what would have happened if Order 66 hadn't happened. Each week I'm going to post a new chapter from it. I would like to thank a few people who helped me:
Thank you...
Constance & Bonaventura:
who played important roles in this story.
Faith:
who taught me the love of writing.
Phineas:
who introduced me to Star Wars.
Jenifer Neilson:
who taught me to believe in myself.
Mommy:
who always listened to my crazy stories.
These people inspired me to write this story. I hope you enjoy reading it.
At the end of book will be a index of all the characters and how to pronounce their names.
I'm really excited to be writing this. A little bit about me that I think you should know is...I love Star Wars...I love to read...I'm pretty good at sewing and drawing...My father is a pastor at Turner Village Church...And I love to write! I'm writing a Fan Fiction book about Star Wars that starts during the Clone Wars, and is basically what would have happened if Order 66 hadn't happened. Each week I'm going to post a new chapter from it. I would like to thank a few people who helped me:
Thank you...
Constance & Bonaventura:
who played important roles in this story.
Faith:
who taught me the love of writing.
Phineas:
who introduced me to Star Wars.
Jenifer Neilson:
who taught me to believe in myself.
Mommy:
who always listened to my crazy stories.
These people inspired me to write this story. I hope you enjoy reading it.
At the end of book will be a index of all the characters and how to pronounce their names.
Chapter One
CHAPTER ONE
She stared straight at me.
"We've fought each other for thirteen year now. I've given you this offer every time we fight. Will you join me?"
I gripped my blaster handle tightly.
"I tell you this every time you offer. My answer is still no."
She sighed.
"You've forced me to do this."
She chuckled.
"Literally."
I rolled my eyes. Thirteen years of fighting this Separatist had made me tired of her dumb jokes. I looked her steadily in the eye.
"You may try."
She growled and shoved me with the Force against a tree. I landed on my knees, winded. Clicking her tongue, she advanced on me. She shook her head.
"Pathetic. I thought this would be harder."
I awoke with a start. It was just a dream. I told myself. The same one I've been having this past week. I knew this girl in the awake world. I just couldn't grasp her name. Ma-ma-ma-something. I went to working on my ship. I built it in one month when I was seven. I sensed something was wrong, but I brushed the feeling away. It was nearing noon, when I saw a Jedi Fighter. I felt a tiny prick of guilt. Kykkin had a part in it, too. I reminded myself. It was his fault, too. Narjrish told me I should take their crystals. Narjrish was a Jedi Youngling who had been on the freighter that was shot down. Somehow, he survived the crash, and gave me permission to use the other Jedi's crystal. I had used the lightsabor crystals for powering my engine. He left with Saij. A little while later, I spotted a Jedi girl around my age coming towards me. I climbed into my ship to prepare it for take-off.
"Hey, where are you going?"
I turned around, and saw the Jedi girl standing there looking at me. I raised my ship's shield.
"We were told there was a dangerous bounty hunter in this area. If I know this area of Dagobah, they hardly report anything. So you know that if they do report, some thing's wrong."
I quirked an eyebrow.
"'If you know this area of Dagobah?' Have you been here before?"
I asked with a slight chuckle. The girl shrugged.
"I just want to know why you're doing it."
I rolled my eyes at her.
"Uh, survival? And, hey, I'm not a bounty hunter. I'm, like, the same age as you."
"Well, I'm a Jedi who's losing her patience. Why. Are. You. Shooting down. Our. Ships?"
She was losing her patience? I had lost my patience! I pulled out my blaster, and fired at her. I penetrated the shield and whizzed towards her. That was probably the dumbest idea I ever had. She pulled out her lightsabor and deflected it into my shield. But the shot had created a diversion for me to take off. I felt a surge of joy as my ship lifted off without the engine screaming at me. But that joy was short living, for when I was about ten feet off the ground, I felt a horrid jerk and then the engine did scream at me. I started losing altitude, then I was back on the ground. I looked at the Jedi girl, who was trying to hide a grin.
"What did you do that for?"
I demanded. She shrugged innocently.
"Sorry I had to ruin your engine, but you must understand I can't let you leave. Wouldn't know where you would go and terrorize more planets."
"Terrorize? Is that what you high and mighty Jedi think of abandoned kids like me who are trying to help?!"
I cried. Than I did something I rarely (if ever) do: I shoved her with the Force. Kykkin told me when I was younger that I had an insane amount of Force. Apparently, the girl could see what I was planning on doing, so she tried to stop me be shoving me with the Force. We were stuck in a Force-lock. Neither of us wanted to be the first one to stop, because that person would probably get to most battered when both went flying. Than, there was the Flashback. I had had this Flashback before, so when I realized who this Jedi girl was, I was so startled, that I stopped the Force-lock. My sister had had the Flashback as well, so we both went flying. I lay on my back, partially in a pool of swamp water. I didn't dare say the name, in case I was wrong. But her whisper confirmed I was right:
"Win-Winera?"
I started crying. How long had it been since someone said my actual name?
"Reyjin?"
I whispered, wondering if she had heard me.
"Winera!"
Oh, yep. She'd heard me. Reyjin ran around the ship and we embraced. She started crying too.
"I'm so sorry, Reyjin! I didn't shoot down your ship on purpose! It was Kykkin."
I cried. She patted my back.
"I get it, Win. I do."
We pulled out of the embrace, and started looking at each other from head to toe.
"I don't care what the others will say, I'm gonna do it."
Reyjin muttered, looking at me intently.
"Do what?"
I asked, confused. My sister looked me dead in the eye and said,
"I think you should be a Jedi."
*Look at page Winera Book Pictures for pictures of Characters and their weapons*
"Hey, where are you going?"
I turned around, and saw the Jedi girl standing there looking at me. I raised my ship's shield.
"We were told there was a dangerous bounty hunter in this area. If I know this area of Dagobah, they hardly report anything. So you know that if they do report, some thing's wrong."
I quirked an eyebrow.
"'If you know this area of Dagobah?' Have you been here before?"
I asked with a slight chuckle. The girl shrugged.
"I just want to know why you're doing it."
I rolled my eyes at her.
"Uh, survival? And, hey, I'm not a bounty hunter. I'm, like, the same age as you."
"Well, I'm a Jedi who's losing her patience. Why. Are. You. Shooting down. Our. Ships?"
She was losing her patience? I had lost my patience! I pulled out my blaster, and fired at her. I penetrated the shield and whizzed towards her. That was probably the dumbest idea I ever had. She pulled out her lightsabor and deflected it into my shield. But the shot had created a diversion for me to take off. I felt a surge of joy as my ship lifted off without the engine screaming at me. But that joy was short living, for when I was about ten feet off the ground, I felt a horrid jerk and then the engine did scream at me. I started losing altitude, then I was back on the ground. I looked at the Jedi girl, who was trying to hide a grin.
"What did you do that for?"
I demanded. She shrugged innocently.
"Sorry I had to ruin your engine, but you must understand I can't let you leave. Wouldn't know where you would go and terrorize more planets."
"Terrorize? Is that what you high and mighty Jedi think of abandoned kids like me who are trying to help?!"
I cried. Than I did something I rarely (if ever) do: I shoved her with the Force. Kykkin told me when I was younger that I had an insane amount of Force. Apparently, the girl could see what I was planning on doing, so she tried to stop me be shoving me with the Force. We were stuck in a Force-lock. Neither of us wanted to be the first one to stop, because that person would probably get to most battered when both went flying. Than, there was the Flashback. I had had this Flashback before, so when I realized who this Jedi girl was, I was so startled, that I stopped the Force-lock. My sister had had the Flashback as well, so we both went flying. I lay on my back, partially in a pool of swamp water. I didn't dare say the name, in case I was wrong. But her whisper confirmed I was right:
"Win-Winera?"
I started crying. How long had it been since someone said my actual name?
"Reyjin?"
I whispered, wondering if she had heard me.
"Winera!"
Oh, yep. She'd heard me. Reyjin ran around the ship and we embraced. She started crying too.
"I'm so sorry, Reyjin! I didn't shoot down your ship on purpose! It was Kykkin."
I cried. She patted my back.
"I get it, Win. I do."
We pulled out of the embrace, and started looking at each other from head to toe.
"I don't care what the others will say, I'm gonna do it."
Reyjin muttered, looking at me intently.
"Do what?"
I asked, confused. My sister looked me dead in the eye and said,
"I think you should be a Jedi."
*Look at page Winera Book Pictures for pictures of Characters and their weapons*
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