Anakin Skywalker x Reader
The Council has long believed since Anakin Skywalker arrived at the Jedi Temple that he is the Chosen One. And from what they know of the prophecy, they have no reason to believe otherwise.
Y/N is just a regular padawan t...
I walked towards the meditation chamber. I needed to reconnect with the Force, and to possibly gain some semblance of self-control over my emotions.
I remind myself of the Jedi Code, repeating it to myself over again in my mind. "There is no emotion; there is peace. There is no ignorance; there is knowledge. There is no passion; There is serenity. There is no death; there is only the Force. A Jedi does not act for personal power or wealth but seeks knowledge and enlightenment. A Jedi never acts from hatred, anger, fear, or aggression but acts when calm and at peace with the Force."
I try my best not to hate him, to not let the things he does consume my thoughts. But it's so damned hard when he makes me feel emotions that a Jedi shouldn't feel... it makes me resent him even more for making me feel like a bad Jedi.
"What's wrong, Little One? I can sense you are upset about something." My Master turned to face me as I entered the room.
Master Ti sat on the floor with her legs in a criss-crossed position, her palms facing up on her knees. She looked perfectly serene and at peace— she's everything a Jedi should be... everything that I wish I could be.
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"I am fine, Master. I just came here to practice my meditation. May I join you?" I brushed over her concerns, wishing not to think about the situation with Anakin any longer. The more I think of him, the more frustrated I become, and that's exactly what I came here to forget about.
"Of course you may join me." Master Ti smiled gently. "But you know if you truly want to clear your mind that you should address what is bothering you."
I went to open my mouth to argue, but before I could speak she added "Now would be a good time. It's just us here."
I sighed. I know she's right. She tapped a spot on the floor next to her and looked at me, waiting for me to sit down. I do as I'm told.
She gave me a satisfied smile. "Now then," she grabbed my hand gently, placing it softly in her own. "Tell me what's made you so upset... or rather, whom." She emphasized the "whom" with a knowing glance.
"How did you know?" I dead-panned, my voice laced with sarcasm.
She chuckled. "So what did young Skywalker do this time?"
"It's the same as always, Master." I huffed. "The Council demands on putting us on missions together, with the intention that we will finally learn to see eye-to-eye, but of course we don't, and we only end up arguing with each other even more."
"I assuming the mission did not go as planned then." My Master eyed me sympathetically.
"'No." I shook my head. "And it's all because of his ego, Master. He can't stand to have someone other than himself making the calls. He can't stand the idea of someone potentially having a better plan than him."
