Thomas set
his belongings down in his new room. He didn't have the best of
views, considering that it overlooked the factory parts of the
planet, but there was only one part about the room that Thomas cared
about. The skylight. From there, he could see a clear blue sky.
Something that was extremely rare back on Earth. Sometimes when he
went to Courasant, he would do nothing but stare at the clean,
beautiful sky. He was lost in his thoughts that he was actually
startled when there was a knock on his door.
“Enter I may,
yes?” It was Elzan.
“Of course master. Let me get the door
for you.” Thomas made a motion with his hand and opened the door
using the force. Master Elzan walked in with his cane at a slow
pace.
“At home, you feel. No regrets, you seem to have.”
“I
don't have any regrets master. My mother is happy, and my friends
support me fully. Also, I feel like I belong here. Striving for
what is right. Helping the Galaxy.”
“Young and full of hope
you are, yet naive, you also are.”
“Excuse me
master?”
“Protect the Galaxy, the Council does, yes, but at
peace, the Galaxy has been for a millennium. Lazy, the Council has
become. Turn their backs to many systems, they do. Puppets of the
Republic, they almost have become.”
“Are...forgive the
question master...are you one of those people. Like, the one's who
are puppets of the Republic?”
“Strong,
the Republic's influence is over the Council. But not that strong.
Strive to break away from the Republic, few Jedi do. One of those
Jedis, I am.”
“But why would the Republic want to supress the
Council master?”
“Elzan, you will call me please. Address me
as master you will only in front of the Council.”
“Okay
Elzan, I'll be sure to remember that.”
“Answer your question,
I will. Afraid the Republic is. Afraid that repeat, history will.
Years past, cuased by the Jedi wars were due to the involvement of
the Sith Lords. At peace we have been, but a few scrapes, not
without.”
“Yes, I read about it in the papers mas...I mean
Elzan. A group of Sith attacked a group of businessmen over in the
market district.”
“Sith they were, yes, but Lords, they were
not.”
“What? Are there other Sith other than Sith
Lords?”
“Yes, but wanted by the Republic they are. No wrong
have they committed, but rather, fear them the Republic do. Sith
Knights they are called.”
“What sets them apart from Sith
Lords Elzan?” Elzan was about to respond when something went off
in the pocket of his cloak.
“Request my presence, the
Chancellor has. Continue this discussion later, we will. Meet me in
my quarters tonight you will. Yes?”
“Sure Elzan. I'll be
there.”
“Very good. Yes. Very good. And while I am away,
train your fighting skills with Master Kenobi you will. Progress, I
expect, my young Padawan.” Thomas smiled as Elzan made his way out
of his room.
“I will my master.”
Thomas made
his way past the many different sparring rooms as he saw the many
different Jedi Masters and their Padawans training in different
lightsaber combat techniques. Every Padawan is trained in every form
of saber combat from dual-wield style to two bladed weapons. This is
usually done to help Jedi find the advantage against an opponent
depending on their style of combat. If an opponent is using
dual-wield, then a style that relies solely on speed and keeping the
opponent off-balance would be the key. The Jedi Academy didn't
really enforce techniques such as this in order to get a fair
evaluation of all the different younglings wishing to make it into
the University. Thomas found Master Novi Wan Kenobi, waiting
impatiently with his arms folded.
“Padawan, you are late for
practice.”
“Late? I was supposed to arrive five minutes
later from now.”
“Stupid
Earth scum...just get into the training room with me.” Master
Kenobi opened the door into the room. It was shaped similar to a
boxing ring on Earth, but with force fields rather than ropes to keep
combatants in. As they made their way into the ring, a droid dropped
from the celling with a large assortment of training lightsabers to
choose from. Master Kenobi grabbed a single-bladed two handed
weapon, then made his way to his corner.
“So Earth boy, choose
your weapon, your fight style, and try to defeat me.” Master
Kenobi said as he ignited his lightsaber. Thomas was a bit nervous.
He wasn't going to just have some kind of crash course to lightsaber
training, he was going to go all-out with a Jedi Master right from
the get-go. Not know which style he wanted to work with, he decided
to just go with what the style the Academy taught him with. He
grabbed a green lightsaber with the same qualities as Master
Kenobi's. As he ignited his own lightsaber, the droid retreated back
to the celling and Master Kenobi charged right at Thomas. Reacting
quickly, Thomas used a controlled force push to knock the master off
balance. He then rushed towards him, and as Kenobi got his bearings
back, he managed to block a vertical slice towards his head.
“Not
bad...for a worm.” Kenobi said as he used a skillful move with his
lightsaber to push Thomas back. They began sparring for several
minutes, each fighter using their skill with a lightsaber and the
force to try and gain the upper hand. It was a deadlock for nearly
seven minutes when finally, Kenobi disarmed Thomas and pinned him to
the ground.
“Victory is mine, fool. If you can be defeated so
easily, then you shouldn't be a Jedi. Earth scum should stay on that
rotting planet where they belong! You don't have what it takes to be
a Jedi Knight of the Council!”
“Have the skill, not yet he
has.” Thomas looked up to see Elzan standing right outside the
arena. He also noticed that several Padawans and Masters were
looking at them with stunned looks on their faces.
“But talent,
he does. Fought against you for seven minutes he did Kenobi. Never
happened this has in the history of the Jedi Order. Perhaps, to
quick to judge you are.” Elzan used the force to help Thomas back
to his feet while Master Kenobi was completely stunned.
“What...?
But...how...me....lose to somebody from EARTH?!”
“What do
you have against Earth anyway Master Kenobi?” Thomas asked.
“The
planet is a trashball, and with it, all the people on it! They don't
deserve to be Jedi. They don't even deserve to be a part of the
Republic!” Master Kenobi then stormed off out of the Sparring
Hall, leaving everybody else to applaud Thomas for his
performance.
“He seems like a nice guy.” Thomas
remarked.
“Anger he feels for the planet you and I once called
home. The reason for his hate, I know not. It will be fine though.
A good Jedi he is, but racial problems, he does have.” Thomas and
Elzan began walking out of the Sparring Hall back to Elzan's
quarters.
“Shouldn't we be concerned at all
master?”
“Concerned? Why be concerned? Concern leads to
mistrust. Mistrust leads to disorder.”
“I just figured, if
he is full of rage, doesn't that mean he could be in danger of
turning to the Dark Side of the Force?”
“Have it's dark and
powerful sides, the Force does, but there is no difference between
Light and Dark when using the Force. Come. Come. Explain to you I
will in my chambers.”