"Nathan!" I said with a fake smile on my face. "Yes, Miss Hope?" he asks, faking a smile in my direction, too. "Sorry, Kyla, do you mind if I borrow him for a sec?" I said. "Not at all, go right ahead," she smiled. i thanked her and then led Nathan away from the crowd. I sat him down and then looked at him with my arms cross, fake smile gone, eyebrow raised. "Can I help you, Miss Hope?" he says politely through clenched teeth. "That's Master Kat if you still want to be a Jedi," I correct him. "Of course I do! I am one!" he stands up, and I could feel his anger from a mile away. I look at him, not impressed in the least. "You are not a Jedi. You are a Jedi Padawan. And do you know why you are a Padawan, Mister Galaxystar?" He opened his mouth angrily but I held up a hand continued before he replied. "You are a Padawan because you. Cannot. Control. Your. Emotions!" I smack him lightly on the head while saying each of the last five words. His anger abated and he sat down with his arms crossed, looking like a pouting child if I do say so myself. "I can, too," he grumbles. "Oh really? Then why in the world are you still angry?" I asked, not really expecting a response. Ah, but the young still have surprises for us, don't they? He -guess how he does it. that's right, with anger- furiously jumps up and starts shouting at me. "HOW WOULD YOU REACT WHEN YOUR MASTER DIES RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU AND THE PERSON RESPONSIBLE FOR IT IS HAILED A HERO!?" he shouts. "LIKE A JEDI. I LIVED THROUGH IT, REMEMBER!?" I yell back, even louder than him. That shuts him up and he looks up at me, puzzled at this new information. "I was training to be a Jedi a decade before you were born, don't give me that look. You don't think I lived through Order 66? That I didn't have a Master that I looked up to and confided in and trained and was taught and hung out with? Because I did, by the way, and I learned sign language for him so don't give me that about not knowing. I fought side-by-side with him until the day he passed away right in my arms. Shot by the very troops I also fought with. So I know exactly how I would react to that. I was sad, yes, devastated, heartbroken, however you want to put it. And for a little while, yeah, I was mad. But I didn't let that consume me like it's consuming you. I didn't put the blame on an innocent person who was also watching him die. Have you ever been paralyzed? With fear? And don't you dare say you haven't because I know you have. Now let's look at this from Luke's perspective, alright? Within the span of -what was it? That's right, about a week.- a week, he had his aunt and uncle who raised him taken away from him, he had to run away like a fugitive without a proper burial for them, he went to rescue a girl because the only other option was letting his grief consume him, and then watched his best friend-slash-master die in front of him. And to top it all off, his master's other apprentice is constantly plaguing him with guilt over something he didn't have control over. We all go through things, Nathan, and we are all affected differently. And what would you have done, if you had gotten to him fast enough? Tried to fight Darth Vader, am I right? Well, you know what would have happened? You would have died. Both of you, all three of you if Luke made it, would have died. And because of that, the Death Star wouldn't have been destroyed and millions, billions even, of people, would have died. So don't say you are a Jedi. Not yet. You still can be, though, don't worry quite yet. But before that, get your emotions under control. Did you know that Yoda had a favorite saying when it came to anger and fear? How did it go? Right: 'Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to the dark side.' You're already half way there. Don't you dare take the next step, Nathan. We have lost too many good people already. ...If you still want to be a Jedi, go to me, go to Jeff, ask to train and meditate with either of us. We'll help you. But first you have to decide whether or not holding onto that anger is really the best option for anyone. If you find that you don't want to but you don't know how, that's fine, just ask one of us to help and we will. Okay? Without a doubt. But I can't control your emotions. Nobody can. Only you. So think about that. Not only is it a warning, it is also a threat. But despite those two, it is also an offer. Finish your training. Become a Jedi. But I don't think any of us could handle another Sith. I still get shivers every time Kyla turns on her lightsaber," I end with a slight-ly awkward/forced- chuckle. He opens his mouth and I interrupt him for the last time. "Don't reply now. Just. Think it over. Really think. Because whatever comes out right now will either be really good or really bad. I don't want to risk it, personally. I do look forward to your reply to my offer, though," I told him sincerely, looking right into his eyes so that he knows it's true. He nods. Once. Quickly. And then the pitter-patter of little feet come into earshot. "Aunt Kat! Aunt Kat!" a little girl shrieks behind me. Grinning, I turn around and crouch down to catch her in a hug. "Hi, Lu-Lu!" I greet Rain Lucy "Lu-Lu" Fortis, my niece, "How you doin', girl? Havin' fun?" I pick her up and she nods before burrowing into my shoulder when she sees Nathan. I smile warmly at both of them. A genuine smile for once. "This is my friend Nathan. Can you say 'Hi, Nathan'?" I fake-whisper. Nathan smirks, though how real it is, I can't say. "Hi, Nathan," Rain whispers, waving slightly with one hand. "Hello, Lu-lu. It's very nice to meet you. But if you excuse me, I must be going," he says politely, because no good person could ever be mean to a child. "Alright, say 'bye bye, Nathan, bye bye'!" I instruct Rain and we do it together as he walks away with the same smirk on his face. I sigh. "I hope you feel better," I murmur under my breath, eyes on his back as he moves away. As soon as he's out of sight, however, my attention is solely on my little niece as she talks a mile a minute about everything that happened to her that day.
Darth Vader's POV:
I am almost startled by the amount of anger in this boy. It's astounding and if anything still startled me, that would have. It was incredible. And the vengeance. That was almost over-powering. He would make a good apprentice, indeed. A very good one.
(Sorry for the short Vader POV. I said I would do one so I just thought I would get it over with. XP And you remember Katerina, don't you, Taylor? XD)
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