Heritage - a young Qui-Gon story (tie in to JA 3)

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  1. Marnie Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jul 25, 2001
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    Title: Heritage part 1
    Author: Marnie
    Rating: G
    Summary: Qui-Gon, age 13, tries to find a place to belong. Follows my
    "Broken" and ties in with JA 3 (in a small way)
    Disclaimer: All the Star Wars stuff belongs to George Lucas. I'm not
    doing this to raise money, only to raise the dead.
    Feedback; PLEASE, to hrafn@btinternet.com
    Archive, where-ever you like, but please tell me, so I can link to you.


    Heritage part 1 of 4

    Sunset stained the high windows. Light striped the dusty air of the
    training room; shafts of deep gold, strobed with the deadly, graceful
    patterns of the blue blade.

    <I>Hmn,</i> Master Yoda cautioned himself as he paused in the doorway,
    <i>Enchanted you will not be. Disobedient he is; disrespectful.</i>
    Yet still he stopped, just for a moment, to watch.

    A rapid flurry of delicate moves, retreating in backstance, posture
    perfect, the Force rooting him, rising through him, pouring out into the
    blossom of cutting light. <i>Always like sap, a tree, a storm; Like a
    star, never...</i> It came through even here - the boy's strangeness.

    A flip over the imaginary enemy - Moebus defence as he twisted in the
    air - and he came down in immovable stance, hands invisible and
    effortless as he built a globe of fire out of his own accurate speed. A
    perfect end to a Master's kata.

    Not that the whole performance had been flawless, Yoda reminded himself
    carefully. The boy's <i>kime</i> was a little over enthusiastic, and he
    had a tendency to ...flow, compromising the purity of each move for the
    sake of the whole. <i>"Asteroid Storm" he should not even know yet.
    Spying on the Masters he has been again.</i>

    The boy knew he was being watched. He bowed to his imaginary enemy, put
    the training saber back in its rack and padded over, his rough features
    softened with a smile. "Master?"

    Yoda sighed. <i>Impudence!</i> "That innocent face you will not pull
    with me, Qui-Gon Jinn."

    How was it that this youth could go through his life breaking every rule
    and still raise such a hurt and puzzled look at a simple rebuke?

    Long habit brought the boy to his knees at that tone, making it easier
    for Yoda to study his face. <i>Worried he looks. Guilty he feels
    not.</i> A very common combination. "Qui-Gon Jinn, your birthday it
    is."

    "Yes I know, Master."

    Still puzzled. One of the over-large hands lifted to pull on his
    chocolate brown braid.

    "Thirteen you are."

    A nod, acknowledging, waiting for the sting. The old master began to
    wish he had allowed his apprentice to keep the smile. He didn't like
    the haunted look which took its place. <i>Always like this it is with
    him.</i> He was certain now that young Jinn didn't know what he'd done
    wrong. <i>Stupid he is not. Why then can he understand not?</i>

    "A solemn date it is. Asked, you were, to review your past and the past
    of your Order. Your heritage. Spend the day in study and meditation
    you should, accepting, coming to terms with the past, letting go.
    Important this is."

    "Yes Master."

    In a seven-hundred year run of Master Yoda's apprentices, every one had
    spent their thirteenth birthday in quiet contemplation. Every one had
    emerged from their austere self examination revitalised, committed,
    mature. Why should this one be different?

    "This morning several hours you spent in the creche, <i>playing</i> and
    drinking tea with Supervisor Gafiest."

    The boy's mouth twitched slightly. Unrepentant, but unable to commit to
    a larger smile for fear of censure. He inclined his head in agreement
    and waited for the point to become clear. <i>Making this easy he is
    not.</i> "And then?"

    Qui-Gon wrapped his arms around himself. The light tunic he wore was
    damp
    and clung across his shoulders. Skin stood up in bumps along his arms.
    Unable to suit his actions to his feelings, Yoda stumped away and
    returned with the cloak that had lain crumpled in the doorway. He
    draped it over the boy and watched as the warmth eased a tension in the
    distant eyes. A shadow in his aura withdrew, sli
  2. Jane Jinn Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Jan 12, 2000
    star 5
    Don't be discouraged, Marnie, sometimes it takes a while to get a few readers. It's still an excellent story, though.
  3. DarthIshtar Chosen One

    Member Since:
    Mar 26, 2001
    star 9
    I liked that. The meditation explanation was perfectly in keeping with the character we know and love, the reaction and sentiments of Yoda equally flawless. Very well-done. When can we expect more?

    <--knows she is greedy and selfish about stories, but likes some writing too much to be without it for very long.
  4. Marnie Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jul 25, 2001
    star 1
    Thanks, Jane! I'm sticking at it! Ps, are you in on 'The Lion sleeps tonight'? I just read 'Lions, tigers, Padawans.." etc. Hilarious!

    Heritage part 2


    "I don't know how you knew I was going to ask. Master, I'd like
    permission to meet my parents."

    ***

    Empathic as he was, the apprentice would not miss Yoda's reaction,
    however he chose to mask it, so he allowed himself the luxury of
    honesty. Feeling his shoulders slump, ears lower and eyes narrow, he
    tracked the boy's answering emotions through the bond. Disappointment
    and something darker, unexpected...anguish?

    "Unwise this request is." A boy whose emotions were tugged by every
    crying child he passed would certainly be unable to maintain Jedi
    control when confronted by his family. Suppose they asked him to stay
    with them? Almost certainly he would. And if they did not ask, then he
    would feel devastated, unwanted. <i>Harm to the Jedi either way it
    would cause.</i> Either by losing a boy of outstanding potential, or by
    having him returned with yet more emotional scars.

    <i>Barely recovered from the last crisis he is,</i> Yoda thought,
    ruefully. Only last night he'd woken to find the boy - half asleep - in
    the bathroom, trying to scrub away long healed scratches, stains deeper
    than his skin. Without careful handling, those unseen marks might still
    fester, might still turn him to the Dark. And now he made himself open
    to be hurt again. "Why? Why want you this?"

    He heard his concern come out sounding like accusation, watched the boy
    push away his food, face utterly still, but the haunted look deepening
    in his eyes.

    "You wanted me to review my heritage." The voice managed to combine
    sullen with something deeper - a note of despair. "Aren't they part of
    it?"

    Despite his quietness, he could be eloquent when he wished. Even when,
    as now, his words and hands trembled. "I have a heritage twenty five
    thousand years old through the Jedi. But I have another, equally old,
    through my blood, and I know nothing about it. Maybe there I can find
    the answers I need. Why I don't... Why I can't... Why I don't
    <i>belong</i>.

    "Foolishness, you talk." So he had noticed it too. Of course, he
    would. He was not stupid. "Belong here you do. Nothing you will learn
    there but pain."

    Protectiveness earthed itself through Yoda, with a strength he had not
    felt in decades. He limped forward and prodded the boy's knee with his
    stick. "Judged better it was, a long time ago, for the break to be
    complete. Jedi wisdom it is. Accept it you should."

    Qui-Gon had begun to breathe hard - uncontrolled anger or distress. Now
    he threw himself to his feet, movements full of violent energy. Already
    he was too tall to fit comfortably into Yoda's chambers. Forced to bend
    awkwardly, he slapped the ceiling with a long arm. "I feel like
    <i>this</i>, Master. Crushed, bent, constrained! I don't fit. Doesn't
    today prove that? I tried my hardest. I really thought about it. I
    did what had meaning for me, and <i>I got it wrong</i>!"

    The blue eyes were fierce and clear and far seeing - too alert to accept
    a half truth even for comfort. "I know you wanted to punish me,
    Master. Even when you said I'd done right, you felt I was wrong. I
    don't fit. I just want to see if maybe that's because I belong
    somewhere else."

    So already he was thinking of leaving. Perhaps it would be best just to
    let him go. It would be an easy solution to a Force-strong child who
    was already tainted.

    A pain closed around Yoda's throat. <i>Want it, I do not. Tame him I
    still can.</i> And the love made his voice harsh. "Forbid this, I
    should. Set a precedent, it would. Dangerous, leading other initiates
    into peril; introducing bad influences, harming the Order."

    Silence, for a long time, as the boy processed what he'd just heard.
    Utterly opaque, behind shields of which a knight could have been proud,
    his face had smoothed into emptiness. His master had to guess at what
    was going on behind the blank eyes. What was
  5. Healer_Leona Manager Emeritus

    Member Since:
    Jul 7, 2000
    star 9
    I've just read the first post and I must say how incredbile impressed I am with it. Coun't hlep but smile in delight as young Qui-Gon expalined how his activities of the day were in accordance of what was expected of his thirteenth birthday. Though I felt a bit put at Yoda's belief that this idealistic, Force-driven type of Jedi was not what the order needed during these times... can't help but think that had more Jedi allowed the Force to direct them they wouldn't have benn annihilated the way they were.

    Now on the second part I'm sitting here nearly in tears as Qui-Gon submits himself to his Master, stating he 'can' be what Yoda wants him to be. "If you ask..." sniff, sniff

    Oh my!! THe vision Yoda had was stunning!!!

    Marnie, I look very much forward to more.

    Post often, post soon!!
  6. DarthIshtar Chosen One

    Member Since:
    Mar 26, 2001
    star 9
    Wow, this is getting better and better!
  7. Artemis_Silverbow Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 9, 2001
    star 4
    HOW did I miss this? [face_shocked] It's wonderful, Marnie :) Keep it up! :D
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