Shadows of the Force [Captain Rex x F!OC]

Threads of Destiny

The days passed, each one bringing new lessons, new faces, and strange insights about the galaxy around me. The Jedi Temple became my home base, though home still felt too strong a word. I followed the Council's instructions as best I could, absorbing each lesson like a sponge, struggling to wrap my mind around the concept of the Force.

When Master Yoda summoned me to the meditation chamber, I expected clarity, some kind of spark. But stepping into the quiet room, all I felt was frustration, simmering just beneath the surface. Every lesson on Jedi discipline and detachment only seemed to push me further away from everything I clung to—the things that had kept me alive after Earth was destroyed.

The chamber was dim, thick with silence. Only the faint hum of the Temple filled the air. Yoda sat at the center, calm and waiting, his eyes sharp as ever. I mirrored his posture, attempting to clear my mind, but the silence only amplified the doubts I couldn't shake.

"A strong connection to the Force, deeply rooted within you, I sense" Yoda said, his gaze steady, unblinking. "Much like young Skywalker's, strong it is. But different, yes. Untrained"

The word hung in the air, filling me with both promise and responsibility. This power had brought me here, saved me. Yet, I still felt as lost as I ever was. "What do you mean, Master Yoda?" I asked, trying to make sense of his cryptic words.

"The Force calls to you" Yoda continued. "Paths, it reveals before you"

He handed me a smooth crystal, clear as glass but faintly glowing in my hand. "Feel it. Listen, and see."

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. The crystal warmed against my skin, and suddenly, it was like a door opened in my mind. For a moment, I saw flashes—faces, distant stars, endless motion as if I were traveling through them, far away, yet intimately close. The intensity faded quickly, leaving me breathless and disoriented.

"An important choice, you face" Yoda murmured, his tone contemplative. " Decide, if this path you wish to pursue. Training as a Jedi—it requires discipline and sacrifice"

The weight of his words settled on me. The idea of becoming a Jedi seemed overwhelming. Foreign. But there was something inside me that urged me forward—something deep, something that resonated with this path. "I don't know if I'm ready," I admitted, the weight of it settling in. "But... I want to understand. I want to try"

Yoda nodded, a flicker of approval in his eyes. "In trying, much you will discover. Begin we shall, with simple exercises"

His instructions were straightforward, but there was care in his voice, like a guide leading me into uncharted territory. I could feel the Force now, a quiet hum in my bones, like an electric current linking me to something much larger than myself.

"Much turmoil within you, I sense" Yoda said, his gaze steady as it seemed to pierce through me.

I breathed in deeply, trying to match his calm, but the stillness of the room pressed down on me like a weight. "Master Yoda... why must we let go of everything and everyone to be Jedi? The Force connects us, but doesn't that mean it brings us closer to others?"

Yoda tilted his head, his expression unreadable yet kind. "Close, the Force brings us, yes. But possess, it does not. Through attachment, fear grows." His words were gentle, but the tightness in my chest only deepened. "Cloud even the clearest of hearts, such fear can"

I swallowed, fighting back the rising lump in my throat. "But I've already lost everything," I said, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to stay composed. "Everyone I cared about on Earth is gone. The more I try to let go of that pain, the more it clings to me"