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The Raven and the Wolf

Disclaimer: The whole of the Star War Universe belongs to Lucas Film. Shashini and Khadila are mine. This story is for purely entertainment reasons only and no profits are received.


Things are not what they seem

I knew the council would call me, they inevitably want more information than a report can offer after a mission. Even so, I hand't expected them to call for me the second that my feet hit the landing pad at the temple. All I really wanted was was some sleep and a chance at my own 'fresher. It had been one of the toughest two months ever. My latest round of negotations on the planet Nnitin had failed and I was left amoungst the civil war racked peoples of the planet. I had done all that I could to help.

When I arrived at the council's chambers, I had reorganized myself as best I could. Too my surprise there were only two council members present. Also in the chamber was a young Padawan that I had seen a few times in the halls of the temple. Prem. that was her name. Isadoro K'baili was her Master, an agemate of mine.He was one of the oddest and unusually silent and uptight peoples I had ever met.

The look on Master Windu's face said that although it wasn't my actions in question for the moment, it was something as eqaully important. Master Yoda shuffled forward. Taking his time he looked to Prem and then to me. Back and forth and forth and back until he had measured the two us all the way down to our force filled souls.With a nod from Windu he looked at me again. "Rised half before you have." His words were ment to remind me of my first Padawan. T'kem had come into my care when his Master had been killed during an attack on an ambassadore to the senate. He was a wonderful student and very adept in the force. T'kem was also the only student I had ever had. Even if he couldn't stop by to see me on my Knighting Day, he always sent me a message and a present. I likewise kept in conntact with him. The aged Master pulled me out of my memories, "Do it again can you?" He raised his ears when he asked the question, that signaled the importance of the matter at hand.

"I will do it again if the council wills it and the apprentance is willing." Mace turned and talked in hushed tones to the young padawan. Adi came to talk to me.

"This is a different matter Shashini, we should have told you from the start. It's not a matter of finishing training, it's a matter of trust. This will be a hard task for the two of you. The council does not have the right to tell you anymore than that, it is up to Khadila."

"You haven't told me anything too discouraging yet." I coudl tell when I looked closer that it was bad. Khadila Prem looked like she had not slept in days. I wondered if I was going to set a trend in charity cases, but I really didn't mind. I realize that I have little chose in the matter of picking my own Padawan. Between the will of the force and the will of the council, it didn't look like it was going to happen any time soon. Judging by her braid, I would have placed he as a late second, early third year padawan. I added another two to three years on the time my soulmate and I would apart. The force had granted him a second chance after Xanatos, another betryal of trust. T'kem had only been under my care for two years then and we figured that we would be apart for four more at the most. Then Obi-Wan came along. I had a hard time dealing with it the first few months. It took a few visits to Yoda to understand that it was the will of the force not a decree of the council. When two Jedi bond, they only travel together and forsake taking a Padawan because the soulbond will interfear with the training bond. Khadila was two maybe three years behind Obi-Wan, then we could have our hearts bond.

"Isadoro K'baili has been released from the order, he is no longer welcome here," Mace joined us. "Khadila Prem will become your Padawan learner. Master Yoda will guide you in Meditation in the Waterfall Gardens in the morning. For now you should get some sleep."

I knodded once for each of the members of the council and then to my soon to be Padawan and left for the evening. When I got to my rooms I called and left a message for Qui-Gon, when I got out of the 'fresher he was in my outer chamber waiting for me. When he spotted me coming out of the bedroom, he picked me up an twrilled me around once. It was the same thing he did everytime we saw eachother after a long absence. When I met him after he had injured his arm the healer in the infirmary had made him do just that to prove that he had regained function in the arm, that was perhaps the moment destiny struck us; it had become a tradition.

"Are you alright, I heard from Mace that the negotions did not turn out very well." Concern was written all over his noble face.

"I'm fine, only a few minor cuts and the like. What about you? Is that skinny Padawan of yours seeing that you are eating right and making sure that you haven't grown too lax while I've been gone?"

"Obi-Wan surely keeps me on my toes."

"And you him on his, I have no doubts. Tell me love, what do you know of Khadila Prem and Isadoro K'Baili?"

His eyes darkend. "He did something to the young one. I don't know what, only that she spent a week with the soul healers before she returned to her rooms and still she sees them and Master Yoda every day."

"Your Master has asked me to take the girl as my Padawan. To finsih her as I did T'kem." He only looked at me waiting to hear everything else. "I know that she is but a few years younger than Obi-Wan. I had hoped to hear that you would wait for me to train her." I didn't know what to make of the blank expression on his face. I had hoped that he could wait a little longer, although I was lothe to do so myself. It would be extreamly uncomfortable for the two of us, but we could get the half formed bond of more than ten years severed by the soul healers if he wanted to.

NO!, the thought was very close to the surface and I had projected it without realizing it.

Love, I don't want to trap you...'

I'm not, I'm where I want to be. His last projection marked the end of that conversation. He pulled me head to rest on his shoulder and I told his what little I knew of the situation and that I had told the council that I would take Khadila as my Padawan. A sounded at the door and I went to let young Kenobi in. He an d Qui-Gon spent the next hour telling me about thrie latest advanture. Then Qui-Gon went on to tell me that they would leave in mid-afternoon for one of the outer rim planets to witness the wedding of two royal households for the senate. They would be gone for two weeks. It was at this point that Obi-Wan left us for the night.


A new star in the sky

I was up before sunrise. There isn't much of view on planet covered with buildings, but it was a view I hadn't had the pleasure of seeing in awhile. I dressed quickly and sliently. I kissed Qui-Gon goodbye on my way out the door. We both knew there would be no complete bond before his and Obi's suttle left after the noonday meal. I joined Khadila in the Waterfall Garders in a light meditation.

Some time later Yoda joined us. "More at peace you are. Good for bonding. Good for my Padawan and his Padawan. Good for healing." No doubt the wized old troll was the one who told Qui-Gon that I was home to start with. Slowly I reached for Khadila's mind, I allowed he to see into mine and sought the place in her's when the training bond should have lain. The anchor point was torn and shreeded. Isadoro had done a number to her. With the added help of Yoda I was able to heal the worst of the damage the soul healers had yet to get to. I then offered her the line that would anchor the two of us together. After a minute of hesitation, Khadila gathered the lines of force and offered hers back to me. I think it was at that point that Yoda left us alone. We spent some time expoloring the bond itself and sharing few precious memories. Khadila shared that her parents had sent her to the temple as soon as they found out that she was sensitive and that although they could provide her with the means to go hom ethey never did. I shared with her T'kem and the training that I had given to him and then I shared Qui-Gon.

Last night Qui-Gon had suggested that I keep him out of the picture until there was some more trust. It wouldn't due to have her feel like a burdon if she figured she would hold our bonding back for a few more years. I had concidered that too. I din't want her to get the information from someone else or wait, that was not a sign of trust.

I knew that trust takes time to build, but when she refused to share anything with me about her training with Isadoro, I knew it was a path to trouble.

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