To Have a Gift (A Star Wars Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Obi-Wan struggled to contain his laughter. He'd already been told that Arrai would be joining them, he just forgot to mention it to his padawan.

This was a great reunion. He didn't want to get in the middle of brother and sister reuniting. He could feel their happiness through the Force. He could hardly believe it's been ten years since they'd seen each other.

Arrai looked like a normal Dark Jedi would at that age. She was, in reality, nineteen, but she had only physically aged a few years. She'd most likely look about thirteen for the next twenty years. It wasn't uncommon. She wasn't short for her age either, she just seemed like it compared to her brother, who'd always been tall.

He also couldn't help noticed how similar they looked. Neither of them looked like their mother. With their sandy brown hair, it was nearly impossible. The difference was: she had two padawan braids and tattoos, signifying her as a Dark Jedi. To common folk, that'd be unnoticable, she'd just be another Jedi to them. But in the Temple, she could easily be singled out.

The master's smile faded as he remembered all that had happened since the transmission came. There was so much rejection toward the other group of Force-users. They were not particularly liked by any normal Jedi. They still didn't have the acceptance they deserved. One day, though, they would.

The more he thought about it, the more it didn't make sense: why have two Jedi and a Dark Jedi protect a senator? Sure, it was by personal request from the chancellor himself, but even Obi-Wan had to admit it was overkill. A single Jedi could have handled it, calling in a Dark would be more than handling it. Something wasn't right. Especially putting two very powerful people such as the twins; if only one of them was there, protection would have still been guaranteed.

But Master Kenobi knew better than to question the Council. Any objections would be futile. So he accepted it. He glanced back to the Skywalkers, who looked like the world had no meaning.

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"Well, you certainly grew up." Arrai said.

"And you certainly haven't." Anakin countered.

"Ha ha. Very funny. I'm laughing so hard. Sadly, you never lost your humor. Don't make me wish you did."

He rolled his eyes. "It's you who needs to lose the humor. Me? I'm just calling it as I see it."

She nodded. "Cause that'll always work out for you. Every single time."

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"My lord," the figure stood awaiting his orders.

"Things seem to be going as planned. The senator's life is in danger. Just make sure of one thing: she must live."

"My lord?"

"Make an attempt on her life. No one can know of these plans except you and I. Even your bounty hunter must think he is trying to kill her. But she can not die."

"Yes, my lord." And with that, he went to carry out the plans.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short! I hope to update again really soon so get ready! I might post a bunch of short chapters right in a row, so I'll hopefully be writing a lot in a a few hours. Thanks!
-Art