Kali ran to meet her uncle. He was in the council room she could feel it. She could also sense the presence of Obi-wan and the twelve council members. She tried to sense what they were talking about, but only could get the fact that whatever it was, it was important and would change the future of the Jedi Order. She never knows why she could tell things like that, but she could.

She slowed down as soon as she felt someone’s presence around the corner. The last thing she wanted was to run into a knight and end up with another hour of meditation when she could be seeing her uncle. She hadn’t seen him in so long. He had been on a mission and then came home for three hours, spent by sleeping, and then was off again on another one. The second mission was very important, but it still was hard not to see Him or Obi-wan that often.

I know, Obi-wan. What’s happening in the room? It had been a running joke between the two. They called the council’s meeting place the ‘room’ because the only times someone was in there was because 1) Your in big Trouble 2) your home from a mission and have to give them a report but end up getting in trouble for not letting them pick your mind 3) you did something good but you’ll end up in trouble for having pride.

It was then she turned the corner and saw Anakin. He was staring at the floor fidgeting, oviovously wanting to be somewhere else. He wasn’t good at blocking his emotions and Kali could sense apprehension, loneliness and sadness mingling amongst fear. He was afraid of the council’s conclusion on his training, losing his mother, of Obi-wan not liking him because Qui-gon wanted him as an apprentice.

"Hi." The young boy turned to the voice and smiled. He could tell the girl was nice.

"Hi."

"I’m Kali Jinn, what is your name?"

"Anakin Skywalker, but everyone calls me Ani. Jinn? Are you related to Master Qui-gon?"

"Yes, he is my uncle, Ani. And believe me, with him in your corner, you’ll become a great Jedi."

"Really?"

"Yes of course. Just look at Obi-wan. He is going to be the greatest Jedi there is, and He is going to be my master."

"He’ll own you?"

"No, not in the same way as slavery means it Ani." Kali led him to a bench and set down with him beside her. "A Master Jedi is a Knight who is training another in the arts. A Padawan is the trainee. Being given the title of Master means you are very strong in the force. My Uncle is both types of Master. He trains Obi-wan so he is a master in that sense but he is also a master close to the force."

"I still am not sure I understand it all that well. I don’t think Obi-wan likes me much. He glares at me from time to time. Plus there is some talk of me having midi=clorians. What are midi-clorians?"

"Midi-clorians are symbiotic life forms that live in our cells. They translate the force to us so we can communicate with force and become strong in it. The more MC’s you have, the stronger you are able to use the power given to you in the force."

"So, I have a really good connection to force given powers."

"That’s the basic of it. I would ask my uncle about it, he would know more."

"How old are you?"

"Nine, the same as you."

"How come you know so much?" Kali looked at the floor and then back at Anakin.

"Part of it is because I have a good teacher. Another part is that when I was younger, my biological father made my mental state develop faster then was necessarily healthy and much, much faster then the normal speed it would have developed. They gave me a medication to slow down the speed, but I still am ahead of most kids my age. I was pretty freaky when I was younger ‘cause I was three years old and talking like I am now."

"I never could see someone like you being freaky. Unusual perhaps, but freaky no. Your too pretty." Kali blushed at his comments. No one took much notice of her in the temple. Master Yoda was the only one of the masters who took much interest in her. The others found her too strange. The only friend she had was Obi-wan.

"Thank you."

"No need. It is true. I can sense it. You’re beautiful inside and out. You remind me of Padmé. "

"Padmé?"

"She is a handmaiden to the Queen of Naboo. She is really nice. I thought she was an angel at first, but she told me she wasn’t. I’m going to marry her someday."

"Jedi are not allowed to marry. If they did, I know who I would marry."

"Who?"

"DO you promise to tell no one?"

"I swear on A hutt."

"Umm…I guess that works. Obi-wan."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I have loved him since before I remember."

"You will."

"I doubt it."

"No. you will. I can see. Well, you will get married to someone at least because I saw you, only older, holding a baby in your arms. Padmé is right beside you. She has a pair of twins.

"You can have visions?"

"I can see scenes, not really the future. Sometimes I have dreams that scare me. In one I was this evil being. Somehow, my body had been destroyed and I lived inside a black outfit, mostly machine. I nearly killed my own son. I hope that is not the future.

"What is not the future?" came the calm voice of Qui-gon.

"Nothing, Uncle Qui-gon. Ani was just telling me about a dream he had that he hoped never came true."

"So you have met my niece, have you Anakin?"

"Yep. She is real nice. A lot like me." Qui-gon smiled. Obi-wan stood behind him, not quite as sure about this boy as his master. He could see a big difference between the two that his master did not or chose not to see. There was a dark aura around Anakin that scared Obi-wan. However, if Kali thought he was all right, he had to be. She had the best judgment when it came to these things. He smiled at the boy, although both knew it was not the same as master Qui-gon’s smile.

"Well, Ani, you’ll be staying with Her until after your testing. I have some business to do on coruscant and Obi-wan is going on a date."

"A date?"

"Yes, with a young handmaiden named Sabé." Obi-wan was clearly embarrassed by the fact that they were talking about this. He had never been one of the outgoing people in the temple and this was going to be his first date. No one but him and Sabé knew that he knew she was the decoy.

"All right, I guess. Come one Ani. Let me show you the gardens. They are really beautiful as they have just bloomed." Kali’s voice faded as she walked down the hall.

"Master, You didn’t have to tell them that."

"No, but they need to know where we are in case we are needed."

"Master, I don’t think that the council will allow him to be trained. He is much too old. Even if he passes the tests."

"Obi-wan, He will be a Jedi. I can feel it. How I do not know, but he will be one." Obi-wan sighed and walked to their apartment, trying not to say anything he would regret. This kid was going to cause him a lot of trouble.

"This is the Aki plant. It is grown on the planet Kasha. It is a very rare plant and very valuable. The Jedi temple was given this as a gift when we helped them settle their conflict. " Kali walked to the next plant. She was giving Anakin a tour of the gardens and was explaining the different types of plants. "This is the Rekmoi. It comes from Bespin, a gas planet. It is the only plant grown there so it is also valuable. It can grow anywhere. It turns any gas into oxygen if it can. That is another reason it is so valuable. It is needed on space ships and Bespin as an air filtration system."

"Wizard!" Kali smiled. Anakin was fun to be with. Normally people never took much interest in plant life of the planets and when she tried to tell them about them, they were disinterested. She had finally found someone who actually was interested and was not faking it.

"It is, isn’t it? There is a floor near the bottom of the temple that has seeds for every plant on every planet. They have a list of the ecologies of each planet of the Republic in the Jedi Library."

"That’s great. You could rebuild the ecology of a planet if something happened to it and you needed to rebuild it."

"Basically."

"Kali, Are you showing the gardens again?" Kali turned and smiled and the master. Master Gallia was a beautiful women and she took interest in Kali, especially after she told her about her interest in the plant ecologies.

"Yes, Master Adi. Anakin is here with me until they call him for testing."

"Where is Master Qui-gon and Obi-wan?"

"My uncle is off doing business in the city, and Obi-wan is on a date."

"Well, that explains it. Anakin, the council is ready to see you now."

"Yes, Master. Can Kali come with me?"

"I see no problem as long as she does not interfere with the testing."

"I will not give Anakin the answers. Besides, you would know if I did or not."

"Follow me then." The two nine-year olds walked behind her, trying to mimick the formal way she strode the halls. They took the lift up to the council floor and walked into the room. Kali was told to sit next to master Yoda. Anakin stood in the middle of the room. Kali tried her best to send him confidence but Master Yoda glared at her and she stoped.

"How feel you?"

"So he’ll be trained?" Qui-gon asked.

"No, He will not be trained."

"No?" Obi-wan tried his best not to send an ‘I-told-you-so- thought to his master after he said that.

"He is to old."

"Clouded this boys future is."

"I will train him then. I’ll take him as my padawan."

"A padawan you have, Master Qui-gon. Impossible to take on a second."

"The code forbids it." Qui-gon noticed that Anakin felt hope in his statement, but it had also made Obi-wan feel like he was being cast away. Never. Qui-gon thought to himself. Obi-wan was the son he never had. He would never just throw him away.

"Obi-wan is ready for the trials. He has much to learn about the living force, but He has little he can learn from me." Obi-wan betrayed his shock for a second before forcing it out.

" I am ready."

"Keep our own council, we will, on who is ready." Yoda replied. He looked at the two children standing in front of the pair. Anakin stood in front of Qui-gon, with Qui-gon’s hand on his shoulder. Kali stood in front of Obi-wan. They were destined to be pairs. Yoda sighed. He had a feeling the next few months were going to be very hard with a lot of choices to make. One concerning the boy, Maybe he should be trained, but not until Obi-wan was a Knight on his own accord, not just because his master said he was ready. Kali would be Obi-wan’s apprentice. She was a perfect compliment to his personality. He was too solemn for his own good, while she was like her uncle. Yoda guessed that was why Qui-gon and Obi-wan had made such a good pair. Yes, It had take him forever to convince Qui-gon to take Obi-wan, who Yoda himself had trained in the crèche years. However, they had come together, and were like father and son. Obi-wan had helped Qui-gon get over the pain of losing Xanantos to the dark side. However, it was no time to reminisce. Yoda turned his focus back to the meeting at hand.

"…Draw out the Queen’s Attacker." One master said.

"This may give us a clue to the mystery of the sith." Mace Windu continued. Qui-gon nodded. "May the force be with you." Qui-gon, Obi-wan, Kali bowed, and Kali pulled Anakin down before anyone could tell he didn’t know that you bowed to the masters at the end. They all walked out and the doors closed behind them.

"Trained, young Anakin will be. Unfortunate the way a Knight Obi-wan will become. Such is the will of the force."

Obi-wan sat near the hyper drive thinking about the argument he had just had with his master. It made him mad that Qui-gon would just claim Anakin as his padawan when Obi-wan himself was still one. However, knowing that anger lead to the dark side, he released the emotion to the force.

It was then that he felt someone. It was familiar, so he instantly knew who it was. He got up off the bench and walked over to the shadowed part of the room. He was right. There she was, huddled into the corner, sleeping peacefully. Her hair was pulled back, but a few rebellious strands landed on her sleeping face. She was quite pretty when she was asleep. He smiled. She had snuck on so she could be with her uncle. There was nothing to do now; they were already half way to Naboo.

"Kal?" he said, gently shaking her awake. She looked up at him with half closed eyes, but he could still see the green brilliance of her eyes. She smiled and sat up.

"I’m not in trouble am I? I just wanted to spend time with you and my uncle. I never see you two anymore.

"Sorry about that Kida. I’m not mad at you, although I think it was not a good idea to sneak on board. You could have gotten hurt or something."

"No I wouldn’t. Not with you around." She stood up and hugged him. Obi-wan smiled. He couldn’t understand how someone could have such confidence in him.

"Jedi Kenobi, the queen wishes to see you and your master in the throne area"

"Thank you, Panaka. I shall be on my way shortly." Obi-wan turned to Kali. You stay next to me and make sure you are quiet.

Yes, master. Kali smiled sweetly at him. He laughed. Another joke that had been between them forever. Not many people outside the two would know why that was funny nor could they explain it.

They walked into the throne room, arriving just before Qui-gon. He gave his niece a look before he walked in and put an expressionless face.

"Master Jedi? Who is this new passenger?" the Queen asked, her monotone coming clear. Kali didn’t think she was the queen. She must be a decoy. Nevertheless, she would never tell.

"I’m Kali Jinn, your highness." She said bowing before the queen.

"Isn’t that your last name, Master Jedi?"

"Yes, your highness, she is my niece. I was not aware of being on board until just recently."

"Why did you come on board, Miss Jinn?"

"I wanted to spend time with my family. I never see them anymore. I thought I maybe I could see them more if I went with them."

"Kali, this is a dangerous mission, you should have stayed on coruscant. Nevertheless, as you are here, you can keep Anakin company. The poor boy needs it. It will not be interesting for him to listen to plans of defense."

"yes, m’lady." She said. The Queen motioned her to leave the room and Kali left after bowing to the queen and motioning Anakin to follow her.

"Thank you for your understanding, your highness."

"You are quite welcome. I am only fourteen, Master Jedi. I remember how much I wanted to be with my family. Although, I sense some other reason for her being her, that perhaps even she is not aware of."

"Have you ever been tested for Jedi traits, your highness?"

"Of course, every child is on my planet. My parents chose not to send me to the temple. That is not why we are here. I have a plan. Jar Jar Binks?"

"Mesa?"

"Yes. I need your help."

Kali stood behind some crates as she watched the whole battle in the hanger unfold. She was slightly scared, not for herself but for those involved. The Queen had made a peace treaty with the gungans, who were out in the fields fighting a bigger battle.

The Queen herself was dressed as a Handmaiden. Kali had been right about the Decoy, who was Sabé. Padmé, Anakin’s love, was the queen. She fought bravely now against droids and droidskas. Obi-wan and her uncle were fighting beside them, defending the queen. Anakin was in a plane somewhere.

It was then that the most horrible thing came out of hiding. As the doors opened to the passageway the Queen planed on using, a dark robed man stood, face looking down. Kali gasped as he lifted his head. He was tattooed all over, red and yellow mosaic designs. On his head there was no hair, but sharp spikes. He was an image from Obi-wan’s vision.

He took his hood off, and Kali could see all three men freeing themselves from their cloaks. The Queen took another route with her group and the two Jedi ran towards the strange looking man .

Lightsabers hit lightsabers hit lightsabers. Then Kali ran after them, not of conscious choice, but of something deeper telling her, she must be there.

She ran as fast as she could on her legs, her force-enabled agility allowing her to make fast turns and avoid falling off the catwalk. She winced as Obi-wan was kicked off a catwalk onto another which he rolled off of. Kali helped him hold onto the side with the force.

NO! Not until I am sure your safe. Both of you.

Kali disobeyed hardly ever but this was one time she insisted. She followed them into the melting pit and was forced to watch as laser walls stoped them. She was in the back, two walls away from Obi-wan, which was 5 away from the others, who were separated by another laser wall.

No no no. This can’t be happing. Father would never go this far would he? But then she knew her father’s mind. Revenge and Power. That which he loved more then his wife and daughters, though Kaleli refused to see it. She had hardly seen her sister since that fateful day, but from the glimpses she had seen, Kaleli had been living the life of the privileged, tutored under their father. She was clearly on the dark side, clearly something worse. The Dark side was not good but it was nothing compared to that of being a Sith. And Maul was Her father’s creation. He was sent to kill, but it would be him who would die. She had little love for those who killed for the love of the smell of blood.

Suddenly they were released and the two closest to the melting pit fought against each other, one using anger to drive him, the other skill. Obi-wan and herself ran towards the fighters, only to be caught behind another wall of laser beams. Another was between her and obi. They both watched helplessly as Qui-gon and Maul fought, each thrust of a saber seeming as if it was going in slow motion. Kali’s heart beat fast, mostly in fear, which scared her more then the fighting did. She would not let it control her

There is no Passion… Kali kept repeating the sentence to herself, hoping it would calm her down. But then it happened. Kali screamed along with Obi-wan as Maul’s light saber impaled her uncle. She could feel his life force draining. HE was not going to die, not with Kali Palpatine-Jinn there.

Obi-wan rushed toward Maul, anger filling his mind. He allowed the emotion to curse freely though his veins as he attacked the murder. The only thing that stopped him from letting it control him was the constant calming voice of his Kida, telling him to let it go.

As he fell over the tip of the pit, he felt her again, reach him with the force. Together they got him over to a prong on the inside of the pit Maul glared at him, smiling, thinking he was the champion. But he failed to consider the team of Kenobi and Jinn.

Obi-wan could see Kali sitting beside her uncle, clearly not noticed by the Sith before him. She slowly held up Qui-gon’s saber in her hand, showing with her eyes what he should do. Silently, he turned his attention to the sith. Gathering up all the courage he could find, he catapulted out of the pit, grabbing his master’s saber, and landing behind Maul. The sith turned around in surprise and then shock as he felt the melting blade of the saber slice though his abdomen. It was another second before he lost his life force, the last thing he saw was two Jedi watching him was he tumbled down the pit. His body separated, falling into two pieces, half way down the pit, causing Kali to grimace at the appalling site. Then the two Jedi rushed to the ailing master. Obi-wan gathered his master in his arms, tears he tried hard not to shed falling down his face.

"Obi….wan" The master said, trying hard to say what he need to say. He could feel himself giving away. "Train the boy,…..He…..He is…the chosi…chosen one." Obi-wan nodded.

"But you’ll be training him Master. You are still going to be there."

"Too late, for me."

"No, Uncle Qui-gon. I am not going to let you die!"

"If it is the will of the force then it shall be done." His eyes closed for a second. Then reopened. "I love you my love. And you Obi, both of you mean so much to me." Now all the tears held back by all three were released as Qui-gon slipped into unconsciousness. Kali cried, tears falling quickly down her cheeks; it was then that the idea came to her. Her necklace. It seemed to tell her to use the necklace.

"Obi-wan," she said, taking the necklace off. "Put your hand over my palm that has the gem in it." Obi-wan looked at her strangely but did as he was told. They placed their joined hands above the wound Qui-gon had sustained. A blue aura shone though their figures, blinding both.

When Captain Panaka and two medical droids found them, all three were unconscious. Qui-gon’s body showed little harm. His wound was completely healed.

The Jedi Council arrived the next day with Chancellor Palpatine. They went immediately to the rooms that stored the other Jedi after a quick greeting by the queen. The first guestroom they entered was Qui-gon’s room. It had two nurses walking around the patient, checking all his vital signs, but the man himself lay on the bed, staring restlessly at the wall.

"How feel you, Master Qui-gon?" Yoda asked as he managed to lift himself on top of the bed.

"Like something strange happened, and I am not supposed to be alive, but yet I am." Yoda nodded.

"Injuries you must have abstained. Viewable they were not. Healed by a bond healing touch they were."

"A bond healing touch."

"Your young niece and Obi-wan both have powers for healing, and somehow, they joined them together and sent their forces into your body, healing you so you could live." Mace said, in a much more understandable syntax.

"Strange this is. Almost a padawan-master bond they have. More it will become."

"I know that Master Yoda. Specking of them, how are they. "

"Seen them we have not. See them now we shall. Come with us, you may." Qui-gon nodded and followed the masters on a levitating resting chair. He entered his padawan’s room, surprised to see the sad looking face that he had. HE was still unconscious, which surprised Qui-gon. He floated toward his padawan and put his hand on his forehead, trying to see what distressed his padawan so.

Master! Father! No…. not now. I’m not ready for this. Kali too. No I can’t lose both of them in one day NO!!!

Qui-gon felt confused at those words. First the fact that Obi-wan was a knight. He was ready for that, but the sith battle was too hard of a test for anyone. He should be a master for the courage he showed then, but all things come when they are needed.

Then there was the fact that Yoda said his love would be waiting for him. Did he mean the young handmaiden, Sabe? That must be it. Who else had Obi-wan shown any interest in? Whoever it was the thought that she was there calmed him into a restful and healing deeper sleep.

"Not always know, the brain does, what the heart may say. Love Sabe, he does, but not her did he think of. Kali, he loves. They have begun the bond that will tie them together for live. Apart, fell complete they shall not. Not time to talk about this. Anakin, his future, needs to be spoken. Train him, you can. Be careful. Great trouble I see in his training. Obi-wan, a padawan he shall find in young Kali." The master left, followed by the council. Qui-gon took one more look at his ‘son’ before he left.

Kali looked peaceful in her bed, Yoda had already assured her that Obi-wan was near. Qui-gon looked down at his niece. Then the idea came up.

"Masters, may I adopt my niece as my own child?" Mace looked at Yoda and then at Qui-gon.

"Yes, you may. I’ll have The Chancellor bring up some documents so you can legally adopt her as your own child." Qui-gon wondered why it had been so easy, but he as glad. He went to the side of the bed and kissed her forehead.

The two woke up early enough the next day that they were allowed to attend the festivities that were being held in celebration of the freeing of Naboo as well as the peace treaty.

Anakin Skywalker stood beside Qui-gon Jinn, his hair now in the traditional padawan style as were his robes. He felt uncomfortable but proud to be wearing them. Most of the uncomfortable feelings came from the evil smiles Papatine had been given him. They made him nervous and he had the sinking feeling that he had something to do with the invasion of Naboo. Especially after he had mentioned the fact that he would be watching his career with great interest. Why would someone want to follow a Jedi’s career unless they were a Jedi?

Beside him stood Kali, now fully Qui-gon’s daughter and Obi-wan’s apprentice. She had her head up high, ignoring the looks she got from the man who was genetically her father. She held Anakin’s hand, sending confidence to him though the force.

Obi-wan stood behind her, his arms resting on her shoulders. He stared out in front of him, thinking of the past week and how it had been so eventful. He was a Knight of the Jedi order, sworn to protect the galaxy and it’s inhabitants. His mother would have been proud. He felt a wave of sadness as he remember the short crisp letter his only brother had sent him announcing his mother’s death on Tattione three years before at the hands of a Mos Eisley criminal. His father had rebuilt the homestead near where they found Anakin, but he had nothing to come home. The only link to his past was now gone.

After the parade, they were requested before the queen in her personl throne chamber. There she handed them boxed made out of Naboian Oak, with a black lacquer covering it.

"This gifts are in appreciation of your service to my people. I know Jedi knights don’t like pubic display, so I decided to give them to you here, in a more private setting. Thank you all for you help. I don’t think we would be having this celebration if it were not for you Jedi,"

"It is our duty, M’lady."

"Yes, But I do believe you deserve some thanks. You went well beyond your duty this past week. Please open the boxes."

Anakin opened his first. He pulled out a necklace that had a plum amethyst pendent on the bottom of it. It was shaped like the one he had given the queen, but it had the royal Naboo symbol on it. Also there was a note from Padme, which he read slowly and quietly as the others opened their boxes.

Obi-wan’s was the same, only the charm was a bright emerald with Jade inlaid. It reminded him of Kali’s eyes, and somehow, he wondered if that was the reason this color had been chosen for him. Also inside his box was a few blue crystal of excellent quality that could be used to make a new light saber. In fact they had given him enough crystal for three.

Qui-gon’s was a medallion that had an engraving on the front of it of Two Jedi standing beside each other, looking remarkably like him and obi-wan. ON the back was an inscription in the ancient Naboo language that was a peace and luck charm.

Kali’s was a locket. Inside the queen had placed pictures of Qui-gon and Obi-wan, knowing the girl liked them. On the front embedded into the gold cresting was a blue gem, called the eye of the angel. It was an extremely beautiful gift.

Behind the necklace sat a letter from the Queen as well as a holo-picture that had been taken of the four during the parade. They looked like a family almost. Obi-wan and her were looking up (or down in Obi-wan’s case) at each other smiling, and Qui-gon looked on smiling. Anakin stood in the front looking off to the side, mostly likely at the queen. Kali smiled and thanked the queen, as did them all. They were about to leave when the Queen had something else to give.

"All four of you have honorary citizenship of this planet. Please come as often as you may. I shall miss you." Anakin ran to her and hugged her.

"I’ll be back, Padme, I promise you. Besides, I told you I marry you. Didn’t I. I’ll have to come back in order to do that. I’ll miss you though. Promise me you’ll call me on the Holo-comm once and awhile?"

"Of course Ani! I’ll miss you greatly." She smiled as she leaned down and hugged him. The three others looked on smiling. But not everyone was smiling in the Place.

Darth Sidious stood pacing his balcony, still in his robes from the ceremony. The Jedi would pay for the death of his apprentice. Especially that Jedi knight named Obi-wan Kenobi. He had ruined everything. His daughter would pay as well. She had betrayed him. How dare she betray him? Now she was legally the Jedi’s child. She would pay, all right, and by causing her pain, he’ll cause Kenobi pain, as he knew that they were life bounded. This was working out well. But with all things he need to be patient. Time would come when He would rise the sith again, this time, his daughter Kaleli at his side. And they would show whom side would win the balance. Kenobi may have been the chosen, but he would not win. Kaleli would fight her sister and kill her and then Kenobi would be in her power. Having such a powerful force source would be beneficial. Yes, things were working out well

For the first time since the trade blockade had ended, the Sith smiled. But not for long as a servant boy came into his rooms.

"Chanciellor Palpatine, your presence is requested at the dinner being held tonight in honor of the Jedi." No. He thought. Why the Jedi. This would not be a good night for him.

"Tell Queen Amidala I shall be joining her shortly. I need to get into more appropriate attire."

"Yes, m’lord." The boy bowed and left the room. Sidious turned to look back over the balcony. Below him were the four Jedi laughing. He hated that sound. How annoying it was. It should be he who should be laughing at them as they bled under his feet, not them laughing over some joke they thought was funny. Revenge would be sweet. Then he turned and got ready for another act as the social Palpatine.

The next day, the Jedi council as well as the four Jedi that had been there left for the temple. They had to do Obi-wan’s end of Padawanship ceremony as well as get Kali started on her training. Anakin also had to get accustomed to the temple. The Jedi had relented and said that after they had been training for a few months, Qui-gon and Anakin could come back to Naboo and train there.

The Queen came as Padme so she could say goodbye to her new friends without a big fuss. Qui-gon was the first to board after the council followed by Obi-wan. Anakin stayed with her for a while and then hugged her then boarded the transport. Kali was the last to see the queen before they left. After hugging, the two girls promised to write to each other often. Then Kali had to say goodbye as well. She boarded the ship and looked back and waved as the doors closed in front of her. She sighed and went back to the passenger rooms.

Yoda and Mace sat near the back. They didn’t talk for awhile but that was not unusual. They often communicated this way. It was Yoda who broke the silence

"Always two, there are. A Master and an apprentice. No more, no less."

"But who was killed, the master or the apprentice?"

"Know that, I do not. But either way, bad times we shall see. A force against the Jedi, they are. Try, they will to make us fall and distinguish our light. Never do that, they shall." Neither spoke again. They didn’t have to.

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