Chapter 4
Dawit crept out of the dormitory. She was going to meet Obi-Wan. She hoped he’d heard
the message she’d given him. She sat by the fountain outside the walls of the Temple.
Now she would wait. Wait as she had for. . .
Onxyi. The fountain looked beautiful under the Coruscant evening sky. Onxyi was
tired from his practice that morning. He sat next to her on the rim of the fountain. She
hadn’t seen him in years. Onxyi was entering his last stage of Padawanship. Dawit was
about to enter her first. Onxyi’s blade glowed a brilliant blue. He turned it off
when he saw Dawit. He had been given the crystal for the energy source when he saved a
king on a campaign with his Master. He turned to her and said,
“Father wanted me to put this in my lightsaber.
I found my own stone but, well, I think that you could use this. Nefra is old and
probably won’t do many missions or campaigns.”
“Thank you.” She held the stone in her hand. The stone was bigger than
her hand. Only, it wasn’t a stone. It was a chunk of raw amber. Amber was rarely used
for an energy source. It was beautiful and pure. It would make an excellent color for her
blade. Her mind was filled with questions. She said, “I’ve wanted to be a Jedi
since before I was officially tested. Why did
my test turn out negative then, and the one I took today turned out positive?” It was
a simple, yet difficult question. Onxyi thought carefully before he answered her.
“The council found you are very skilled in Illusion and Mimicry. You hid your
own ability from them. I’m not supposed to tell you this, but I think you already
know. You’re a natural healer and you can see some of the future. You saw what was
going to happen to me today, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I didn’t know what I
saw. It was blurry and I felt pain and I, I, I. . .” she trailed off, confused by her
own memories. Onxyi put his arm around her to comfort her.
“You’ll learn how to control
the visions. Nefra will teach you.” Onxyi said.
Suddenly Dawit was facing Obi-Wan.
She jumped back in surprise. Smirking Obi-Wan said,
“Nice to see you to. I got your
message. Why did you want to me to meet you here for?”
“I had to tell you something.
Did anyone see you leave?” Dawit said as she looked around the plaza. Obi-Wan’s
eyebrows quizzically arched.
“No one saw me leave. What do
you want to tell me?”
“Not here.” She looked over
both shoulders, hair swaying. “Let’s go to the lower levels. It’s safer to
talk there.” Obi-Wan followed her down to the walkway. He looked over his shoulder
and said,
“Is somebody following us?”
“No. Why?”
“I sensed that someone was
following us.”
“I didn’t sense a
thing.” Pausing she added, “Let’s hurry anyway.”
“You’re nervous. I
distinctly sense that you’re nervous.”
“I just don’t want to be
caught off campus with you. It would be a reprimand for you and a sure fire dismissal for
me.” They had reached the lower levels. It was a dark and cramped. Dawit motioned for Obi-Wan to sit next to her on
an old pile of old, moldy blankets. “I wanted to tell you that I think I will be
leaving. I saw an argument in the council room. I saw you there and Qui-Gon Jinn. Henyic
was on a council seat. Wait, he’s not on a council seat now, I must have seen the
future. It was so clouded I could only sense emotions. There was defiance, hope, and fear. I couldn’t see who else was there. It
could have been anyone! I’m sorry, this has no use to you. I just needed to talk to
someone.”
“It has every use to me, and
I’m here to listen. You know it is the future. Who did you sense fear from?”
“I don’t know.” Dawit clouded memory began to waiver. The strain
of keeping the visions clear made Dawit cry out in pain. She leaned against his shoulder
and cried. She felt lost and alone. Obi-Wan knew that his emotions would betray him too.
To leave Dawit without her truly knowing how he felt. They had almost kissed once. This
goodbye kiss would have to last until they saw each other again. Their eyes met and at
that moment they knew they were destined to be together. Lips gently brushed against each
other. It became deeper and deeper. They parted quickly. Dawit blushed and looked away.
Obi-Wan had a grin from ear to ear.
“We’d better get back
before they miss us.” Obi-Wan said, getting up and dusting himself off.
“What about Garret? He’ll
miss the morning practice if I go to the review. I could try for a double illusion, but
that really takes me back. I can’t hold it for more than two hours. Would you help
me?”
“How could I help you?”
“You could partner up with my
illusion. I think I can hold a double-pike thrust routine for awhile.” Dawit’s
blue eyes filled with hope. Obi-Wan’s heart filled with love. It was a kind of love
that was indescribable. His thoughts jumbled together. Questions entered his mind. He
wondered if he loved her because of her, or because she needed his help. Qui-Gon warned
him about these feelings, but he didn’t care. Obi-Wan was ready to follow Dawit to
the ends of the galaxy. Dawit sensed this change immediately. “Don’t let your
emotions get to you. They’ll mislead you.”
“What emotions? I’ll help
you.” Obi-Wan promised. They kissed
again and parted. They went their separate ways to the dormitories. Dawit slept fitfully
that night with her conflicting emotions for home and Obi-Wan.