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“I…. I can’t,” she gasped as she dripped with sweat.
“Breath, Breath, come on,” her instructor said.
“YOU can!” he yelled.
A year before.
The dawn had hardly started when 13 year old Arv’en rolled out of bed and started to change. She moved quietly so she would not wake her little sister, Kateest, after she buckled the Tauntaun fur boots, she loved, she ran for the door of their small hut. She loved to run in the dawn, she knew she had only 1 or 2 hours to herself and needed to use them wisely. She reached the first sand dun, and stopped to fight her way up, then slide down the other side, as she ran, her legs churned smashing the ground and letting her leap and speed up the next dun. Then she jumped and fell with a smacking sound, she rolled onto her back and moaned, “Owww,” then she slowly got up and started back to the house, she hated living here on Coruscant. The Varactyls were needing to be let out, and their chirrups would wake the house if she left them. As she reached their pen, unlatched the gate and chased them out, her little sister, Kateest, came out of the house rubbing her eyes,
“Where have you been!!!” she screamed.
“I’m sorry, I was taking a walk,” Arv’en said but then she looked down at her outfit and sighed, it was full of sand…. again.
Out of the hut came their mother Thessa, “Where have you been?!” and why did you let the Varactyls out! You know today is sale day!” Thessa stormed.
“Mom I’m sorry, please, I will round them up, calm down,” with that she gave a sharp whistle and they ran into their pen, then she went and locked the door, “Done, mom.”
Kateest sighed, “You need to change, the officials will be here soon,” then she turned and entered the hut again.
Arv’en followed her and said, “I’m sorry Kateest, I just, It called me again,” she changed into the only good clothes she had left and put on new Bantha hide sandals. They were much thinner than her boots and she liked them. Both the girls both jumped when there was a knock on the door.
“Girls, come quick,” Thessa called. They ran for the door and reached it as it opened to reveal two strangers in long brown robes with two shorter strangers behind them.
One of the tall strangers said, “Hello, I am Master Keno, and,” pointing to a smaller robed figure, “This is my apprentice, Lucaus Lanfay,”
Lucaus did not wave but kept his eyes on his Master.
The other stranger said, “I am Master Joasea and this is my apprentice, Jasper Linrook,” Jasper waved.
“I am here to buy Varactyls. Do you have any for sale?’ Master Keno said.
Thessa turned to Arv’en, “Take him to see them.”
Arv’en said “Please follow me Masters,” and she walked out of the hut and toward the pen.
A hand on her shoulder stopped her, “Please, Miss?”
“I am Arv’en, and I am not a miss, Master.”
Master Keno made a sign to the others to keep moving. “How old are you?”
“13,” Arv’en said.
“What do you do in your free time,” he said with a puzzled look on his face.
“Nothing, I mean I don’t get free time,” she tried to walk down to the pens but he had his hand on her shoulder and stopped her.
“If I wake at the beginning of dawn then…”
“I go out and run and train!”
“Train for what,” he looked at her so intensely she could not lie.
“I want to be a Jedi,” she said in one long rush.
He chuckled, “Then why are you here?”
“What do you mean, I have to live here,” she said and started running down the hill then at then when she reached the bottom she jumped and flew onto one of the Varactyals.
Master Keno smiled and nodded. He whispered, “Her? I see,” and he walked down to the pens to talk with Master Joasea.
Kateest came out of the house and started to talk to Jasper and Lucaus, while Master Keno and Master Joasea walked a little ways away and started to talk
“What do you think of this place, Master Joasea?”
“I’m not sure, what do you think?”
“That girl,” pointing to Arv’en, “Is special, what do you think?” Master Keno spoke softly looking at Arv’en.
“No, Maybe,” he sighed, “How… how would we not have felt her?” Master Joasea looked down. He was getting older and becoming less sensitive.
Master Keno turned and called for the padawans.
“Coming, Master,” they answered together and started to run to their masters when they felt someone pass them and beat them to the Masters,
Arv’en gasped, “I’m here Masters,” she bowed and waited for the boys to catch up.
Master Keno smiled and said “Boys you must hurry.” the boys were panting and gasping by the time they reached the Masters.
Lucaus was mad “You cheated girl, I will race you again,” as he said this he reached for his lightsaber but when he did Arv’en launched onto him, and subdued him long enough to get his lightsaber from him and give it to his Master. Then she stood up and reached to help him up as well, but he jerked away from her and stood up on his own.
She walked down to the pens and whistled loud and clear the gates burst open and out came the Varactyals running in every direction.
“Now Lucaus get them back in their pen without touching them,” Arv’en smiled.
Lucaus tried and got one of them in the pen but he couldn’t keep it there.
Arv’en whistled and they ran for the pen, they got inside and waited for the door to be closed. Arv’en stared at the door and suddenly it closed. She screamed and fell over, she expected to feel the pain of hitting the ground, but instead she was hovering above the ground, she panicked and fell to the ground with an, “oof!” she struggled to her feet and looked down in embarrassment, “Master Keno, Master Joasea, please forgive me.”
“All is well, please excuse us,” Master Joasea said and he as well as Master Keno walked toward the hut.
“Lucaus, I’m sorry,” Arv’en said
“It’s fine I’m sorry, I acted like an idiot.” Lucaus looked down.
“No its fine,” Arv’en stuck out her hand.
Lucaus shook her hand.
Then They both jumped
“NOOO!!!! YOU CAN’T TAKE HER!! SHE IS MY DAUGHTER!!!!!!!!” Thessa screamed.
“Mom!!” Arv’en cried, she tried to run but Lucaus and Jasper held her down, “No no no,” she tried to fight but they were too strong, she collapsed sobbing.
“Shhh,” Lucaus said to calm her.
“Get off me,” she screamed and turning she started to fight them, she kicked Jasper in the gut and he fell back gasping. Lucaus said “If I let you get up you can’t go to the house, Deal?”
She nodded and he got off her.
“Where would they take me?” Arv’en asked in a shaky voice (she had stopped crying a while ago).
Then Thessa came out of the house, followed by the Masters. They walked toward the children, talking all the while. When they reached the kids, Thessa started to talk, “Take them both, please, this is no life for them,” she walked to Kateest and Arv’en, “Children you will go with Master Keno and Master Joasea,” she was crying softly.
“Mom I don’t want to,” Kateest said in a sad voice.
Master Keno knew that prolonging the goodbyes just made them hurt more, “Lets go children, Lucaus, Jasper, help me.”
Jasper grabbed Kateest’s shoulders, and Lucaus grabbed Arv’en’s shoulders and started to pull them away when Kateest broke free and started to scream, “MOMMMMM, PLEASE!” as Master Joasea grabbed her and pulled her away.
Thessa started to cry, “I love you, I love you both so so much.”
As the girls were pulled away Thessa kept crying.
At the temple the girls were assigned rooms, Each room was very small, with room for one bed mat one desk and one bookcase, and given clothes, Kateest put up a big fight about the rough material. Arv’en, in her room sitting on the bed sighed, “Lucaus, can you come here?”
“Coming,” a boy’s voice came from down the hall.
The door opened and in came, Jasper, not Lucaus.
“Where is Lucaus?” Arv’en asked.
“He is in the trials-”
“What trials, he? He? He is where?,” Arv’en said in a puzzled voice.
“To make him a Jedi knight,” Jasper said.
“So that Master Keno can train you. Why else? We all have Masters,” Jasper said chuckling.
“What?” Arv’en snapped.
“You are clueless, don’t you see, Master Keno can’t have you as his padawan till Lucaus is a knight.”
“Oh will you give me the book from Master Keno, I need to read it before tomorrow,” Arv’en said.
Jasper passed her the Jedi book and left her in her room.
Arv’en started to read the book, about an hour later, someone knocked on the door.
“Arv’en may I come in?” Master Keno’s voice came through the door.
Arv’en, set down the book, jumped up and went to the door, “Yes, please come in Master.”
Master Keno entered the room and sat on the only chair in the room, and motioned for Arv’en to sit on the bed mat.
Arv’en broke the silence, “Master, did Lucaus pass the trials?”
“Yes he did, in fact since I have such faith in him, I have an announcement, but first,” turning to look out the door, “Lucaus come here,” he turned back and placed his gaze on her face, when Lucaus came into the room Master Keno started speaking, “Arv’en and Lucaus, this morning I had a brilliant idea, Arv’en you will be Lucaus’s Padawan.”
Lucaus said, “No, No. No. No!!!!”
“Master are you sure?” Arv’en asked hesitantly.
“Yes I am, Arv’en. Lucaus, please trust me. It is for the best, you are both rough and needing to be taught, Lucaus she will teach you to look out for others and to be patient. And Arv’en he will show you everything you need to learn to be a Jedi knight. Please trust me!” he finished with a gusty sigh.
“Y Yes Master,” Arv’en said in a shaky voice.
“No I will not agree, I don’t want a Padawan! And Not her!!” Lucaus stormed.
Arv’en went unnoticed as she slipped out the door, hearing their argument. She slipped through the corridor to Kateest’s room. Opening the door silently, she gasped at the form of her little sister sleeping on the floor. Tears filled her eyes. “Kateest!” She whispered. She grabbed the blanket from Kateest’s new bed and laid it on her.
Kateest moved slightly. “I want to go home!” She murmured in her sleep.
Arv’en bit her lip when she heard that. She almost screamed when she turned toward the door and saw Master Keno standing there.
“Arv’en please come here,” His voice gentle and calm.
Arv’en turned and walked to him. When she reached the door she stepped out of the room and closed the door. “What do you need Master Keno?” She asked gently.
Master Keno smiled. “You and Lucaus are well matched. Please become his padawan.”
Arv’en sighed and nodded. “Yes master.”