Chapter 3: Padawan

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Anakin POV

Three hours later and I was once again standing outside Alexa's door, wondering why I was crazy enough to believe that she might have calmed down since I left earlier. After taking a deep breath, not bothering to knock, I opened the door to reveal the young Togruta standing in the middle of the room with her eyes closed as the bed slowly lifted off the floor. My eyes widened as I watched her try and maintain her control over the object until she opened her eyes and the bed fell back down with a thump.

'You didn't see that!' She said startled that I had been watching.

'You're Force Sensitive.' I realised. 'Why didn't you tell me?'

'Because I don't belong here and I'm leaving tonight.'

'What?' I asked in disbelief. 'No you're not, you can't! I'm taking you to the Council so they can see and test you.'

'Test?' 'I don't do tests so no. That's not going to happen and you can't make me.'

'Yes I can.' I called her forward with the Force, dragging her to the door. 'See?' I smirked, she just growled in response. 'Now come on.'

'No!' She shouted, I stopped and let her say her piece. 'I'm not an object that you can just force your will on me and expect me to agree and follow it! I do have my on free will! I'm not a slave!' She spat the word with violence and venom it almost made me shrink back away from her! Her eyes grew dark and her face morphed into a malevolent scowl. 'I am a person! I have control over my life now and I am not about to let someone take that away from me!'

'You're right. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried that, I shouldn't have even thought about doing that with out your approval.' My gaze drifted down to the floor in shame. I hadn't even asked if she wanted to be a Jedi, so what if she is Force sensitive? That doesn't mean that she wants to become a Jedi! I looked up as I heard her sigh.

'I've known I was different for a long time; I could always run faster, jump higher and punch harder than everyone else. I never knew why, or what it was called until you mentioned being able to move things without touching them, as you saw I can do that. Actually that's the most control I've had with an object, I'm not very good with my powers in that way, I'm better with athletics.'

'I see.'

'I never intended for anyone to know about any of this, but I guess it's a bit late for that now....... Do you really think I could be a Jedi? So I can fight for something worthwhile.'

'I honestly think you would make a great Jedi, probably better than me, but you need to be committed and while I get the feeling that you don't like taking orders, you will have to listen to me if I am to train you.' I explained, feeling her start to feel a little better as her anger began to disintegrate.

'I think I can do that.' She nodded.

'So should we go tell the Council?' I asked cautiously.

'Yes.'

'Let's do it then.' I nodded and I led her up to the High Council Chamber once again and without any introduction the two of us just walked in. Needless to say the Council weren't impressed, but this was important.

'What is the meaning of this Skywalker?' Mace asked angrily.

'Forgive me Masters, but I have only just discovered something and I thought you should know about it.'

'What is it?'

'Miss Arnjard is Force sensitive.' Many of the Council members glanced at each other shocked, while Master Yoda gave me a small all-knowing smile.

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