Title: Perspectives: Journals of The Chosen One and his Rogue Master Author: Alexis_Wingstar Genre: AU, mixed drama and humor. Timeframe: Starts a few days after TPM Characters: The main characters are Anakin and Qui-Gon. They will be mentioning others. Plot: Diaries of Qui-Gon and Anakin Skywalker taking place before my other AU fic starring them, The Bond. Note: This is for the Diary Challenge 2013 Disclaimer: Star Wars is the creation of the Great Flanneled One and owned by Disney. I'm just tampering with the hourglass. ~~~ Entry One: Anakin: Um, yeah, I was given this journal to write in by my master. He says I should put in my thoughts and feelings about what happens to me... he also tells me not to think, just do. So, how am I supposed to do both? Anyway, since I like Master Jinn and I owe him so much for freeing me and standing up to the Jedi Council when they didn’t want me and is training me anyway, I’ll do it. Besides he promised not to snoop, so I don’t have to worry about him seeing anything that may be embarrassing. That’s not to say someone else may not snoop, so I’ll be careful to keep this in a secret place. Also, since Master is writing in his own diary, I put my name in big bold letters at the top because his looks exactly like mine... I don't want him to snoop on accident. It’s hard to concentrate on writing though, because I am worried about him. He’s still in the healer’s ward after taking a terrible injury in the fight with that Sith guy on Naboo. It was the same one who chased after us on Tatooine. He... Master Jinn, not the Sith guy... told me that if it weren’t for Obi-Wan, he would be dead now instead of holed up in the healer’s ward. Even though he and the healers all tell me he’ll be able to leave soon (which I notice can be anywhere from an hour to a week so I won’t hold my breath), I’m still worried about him. He’s so... I don’t know how to say this... but, when I first saw him on Tatooine, even before I saw his laser sword... I mean lightsaber... well, he seemed to be taller and so... I don’t know, like he was too good to be touched by anything. Now, as I see him in bed, he looks... vulnerable. Like he’s just an ordinary person. It’s scary. Also, I’m worried because the Council is mad at him for taking me as his Padawan. I don’t want him to be in trouble. I think I’ll go to them and withdraw my apprenticeship... I hope Master Jinn won’t be upset at me for doing this. I’m doing it for him, because I... well I owe him. More than that, I can’t let him be in trouble because of me. ~~~ Qui-Gon: I gave Anakin a journal to write down his thoughts and feelings. I can tell it wasn’t something he was comfortable with. I hope that since I’m doing it too, it will encourage him to do it. This isn’t my strong suit... once I do something, it’s done with. No use dwelling on the past. That being said, I must express I do have a glaring regret that I am not able to release. I was not able to free the boy’s mother, Shmi Skywalker. She doesn’t deserve live as a slave; not that anyone deserves that. She is a very courageous, giving woman, and more beautiful than she would give herself credit for being. I’ll find a way to free her. For both Anakin’s and my sake. For Anakin, because I’m sure he’s worried for her, and I don’t want the guilt of being free when his mother isn’t hanging over him. For myself, because I care about this woman. Something about her has touched me deeply. I can’t fully explain it. I am concerned about Anakin. He’s been very quiet while at my bedside. He told me about what happened to him while Obi-Wan and I were fighting the Sith. He was very animated while doing so. What he did was astounding, but though he was excited about the action, he was rather nonchalant about the enormity of what he did. His spirit craves the excitement, but he doesn’t seem to care about the fame that goes along with doing heroic deeds (in fact, he seemed rather embarrassed when anyone on Naboo praised him). Now though, he’s very subdued. I know he’s worried about my injury... but it’s only a temporary setback. I’m going to be fine. In fact, the cybernetic arm I have now has the promise of being stronger than the flesh and blood one I was born with. I wish I could get him to talk about what is bothering him. I’ve asked him if it was because of his mother... if he was worried about her still being a slave. He said that he was worried, but understands why I couldn’t free her. He told me it was alright, that he was sure she’ll be okay. There’s something more that is weighing heavily on him, but I can’t get him to talk about it. I guess he doesn’t trust me yet to reveal his inner thoughts. I’m not sure what to do to gain that trust. I hope giving him the journal will help him work through his thoughts and feelings.