Following the battle with Maul and Savage on Florrum, the pirates are left to clean up the bodies. "She's got pretty eyes." Derk observed, rather awkwardly. They were big and dark and beautiful. He could've gotten lost in them, except they were dead. He reached forward and pushed them closed.A

I'm a Jedi Padawan... oh wait, I'm not. No Master will pick me. I'm the fabled "Weakest Jedi." My connection to the force is so below-average I can barely muster a force-push. My only powers include limited force-sense and basic enhancing of my physical attributes. Despite this, I WILL become a Jedi. How? By honing my physical abilities and lightsaber techniques beyond what anyone thought possible. __________________________________________________________________________________ Hesitant to call this a "power fantasy," but this story will include the main character slowly becoming more powerful. Maybe not in the way you think, but it will be satisfying (with patience). TCW era reader-centric fanfic. Will follow the timeline for the most part. Will probably include Ahsoka romance... eventually. Cover Art Credit: https://www.deviantart.com/adrian911/art/Jedi-guardian-128606995