Your Jedi Part 1 (Obi-Wan x Reader)

'Why must everything be upon who's with who? Can't we just be united and live in peace in this God forsaken planet? I just... I just wish there was another life for me. For innocent people that suffer. Can there be a world that gives someone a better life? I wonder... what's out there...'

It was as if these things played into your mind. Time after time again, but since you really had no time to wonder that much, it wasn't on your mind for yourself. More or less, for more poor, and harsh lives that were innocent.

All that changed... once you met him. That wonderful man... He changed your life... forever.

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Sitting up from the long rest you took that night, you huff, pressing your hand in your (h/c) hair, knowing that your father might be displeased with you that you haven't gotten home yet. Which made a chuckle come up your throat. He was always unpredictable. Which made you chuckle and yet fear at the same time. He was always either rattling you around, beating you upside the head, threatening you, or in his calmer moods where he only yelled. No wonder why you had so much fear within your own family. Shaking the thoughts off, you pick up your small water pouch you take, and hike along the small trail. 

Apparently, you heard whispers and felt something watching you, but... it only pressed your further into a jog to head back home.



"-I thought I told you to be here before sunset. Now look at you! Dirt upon your clothes, in a mess, in the afternoon! (f/n), you are such a pitiful-" Your father snarled, grabbing a spoon from the kitchen and slamming it down on the coffee table next to you. "-worthless-" Whack. "-child!" Whack. Each word he would hit the spoon upon  the table, causing it to shake as you lifted your hands, blocking small chips of wood fly your way. In doing so, pleadings came from your mouth as you tried to calm him down. You were visibly fearful of the man, and he pried on that.

"Dad, okay! I may ha-" You were cut off as he grabbed your shirt, pulling you up on your feet and pushing you away towards the kitchen. "Shut up! Just-Just get the stupid dishes done before I throw you out of here!" The man snapped, waving a hand dismissively, and pushed himself away. His hands gripped on your brother, who looked at you with a smirk as he walked into the living room, before the two turned. "You better have those done until we get back. Or else you know what I will do to you..." He huffed, turning from your form and lightly taking the boy and helping him out of your busted down home.

Turning away from the doorway, you press your hands to your forehead, holding back sobs and cries, as if you were afraid to show it. You weren't even sure why he was so upset. Its not like you were gone and drinking. No. Of course not! He knows that well fully. Maybe... he just hates you? Obviously as he has said it in the past, and that you have no right to go do anything without permission. 

After a full hour of sobbing in the corner of the kitchen, you stand, wiping away the tears that had came upon your cheeks, and calmed yourself down. This was all well beyond calm for your father, and knowing this, you didn't want to displease him any further. Regretfully, you fill the sink in with water, put soap in, and start washing the dishes. Thoughts grazed at your mind as you washed, cleaned, and dried the tons of dirty dishes. Though, lifting your hand to lift the dried dish into the cupboard, your hand slipped, causing the plate to fall. In your mind,  it was almost like slow motion, reaching your left hand to grab it, but instead, the concentration caused the plate to hover in mid-air. H-how?

Astonished, you yanked your hand back, and broke the connection, causing the plate to crash onto the ground; breaking into large and small pieces. 'What? W-what did I do? How can this be? Am I-' Your thoughts snapped away from you as you immediately could tell. You were never told of anything beyond farming and raising crops and animals on Naboo. Never once were told about different planets, or even the title of Jedi. The only thing you could and did know is that something was wrong with you. Not a normal human. No... Not even that. A psychotic person driven to insanity by powers...

'Psychotic...'

Yes, that was what you deemed yourself as. For, how could you call yourself otherwise when you didn't know what else to call you with? Thats all you could know.


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It had been two full years since you used your powers. Since then, you learned to cope with your father and brother, who seem to ignore you  quite often. At least they never saw the powers harnessed within you. Which was a plus. Your father had learned to leave you alone, and his fights didn't seem as oft like before. Of course... it was still there, though. Once the two family members were either asleep, or gone to get supplies for the farm, you often explored away from your home. Going distant in the non-ventured forest, it was often quiet, and wasn't a bother.

Of course it was no bother. Preferring the quiet anyways, you honestly tried to understand how you could use these powers. Though ever since that first incident, you honestly forced yourself to forget. Though... that wasn't what happened today....

Huffing, you trudge along the somewhat muddy, and dark path along the small path you made yesterday. It was small, due to having to hurry back before father got home, yet it was far for the only hour you had to make it. Though today was more dark then yesterday. There was more dark clouds, obviously showing the signs of a storm coming later on in the day, the trees had covered most of the light from coming into the small path, as well, the plants that you failed to clear away the day before clung to your legs. Which made this entire trip almost miserable. 

After about half an hour of walking along, you find yourself lost from the path you made before. Never noticing, of course, mostly because of the darkness, you started to get more frustrated as it was getting harder to see. Why can't you find your way back! Anger was starting to flood through veins as your feet slammed against the grass in attempts to flatten the foreign vegetation. Not just for a trail, but to show signals where someone had gone. Shaking your head, you press your thumb through your (h/c) hair, eyes prowling across the ground.

"Man... I've got myself into a mess now." You mutter, huffing and keeping an eye out for anything out of the usual. Once again, you felt like someone was watching you, but only thought that of being paranoid. Shaking your head, you close your eyes, only to open them to look at a clearing,  a large broken redwood had fallen, blocking the path ahead. It was about ten feet high, and longer than what you could to go around it. Obviously, it was a sapling, but still, a huge tree. Looking in awe at the broken tree, you tilt your head, curiosity getting the better of you and you walk forward, pressing a hand to the soft and yet faintly charcoled bark. Apparently fallen from a lightning storm maybe a year ago? The wood was still nourished, so it shouldn't be that terribly long that it fell.

Your (e/c) eyes sparkled in a challenging way. Maybe- Maybe you could climb over this monstrosity! Yes! 'Yes. Yes. I can do this! I can.' Determination settled in you as you backed up, eyeing the tree with an aggressive look, getting at least three or four yards away from the sapling. Your breaths became more calm, and slowed. Heart beat stagnant as you close your eyes. Clearing your mind,  you slowly pump yourself up for the jump. You could do this. You can do it. 

It took about five minutes before snapping your eyes open, feet flying and going on autopilot. Its like... like you couldn't even think. You were just doing it. Concentrating, you push your feet off the ground, expecting to hit on the tree, but instead, by using the Force, jump over the Redwood. It was all in slow motion, but this time, your heart was beating at a million miles per hour, your breath had started to increase to become staggered and almost hoarse. Your feet travel over, and soon enough, slam onto the ground beneath you. Staggering, you slip, rolling on the ground and gaining grass stains on your clothes, before finally coming to a stop on your back. Almost instantly, you were stunned.
 
This hadn't happened for a number of years! Yet, here it is! 

Hands slide against the ground, pressing against the dirt and needles sent from the trees, pushing yourself up to a sitting point. You hadn't noticed that your were holding your breath until a shaky gasp came from your throat. There was only one thing going through your mind at the moment....

'Why? This... this isn't me... What is this that I harness? Am I even NORMAL?'

Hands gripped on the dirt before you stand. Somewhat breathless, you press some of the dirt off of your clothes, fingering the small bracelet cloth you received from your mother. This was shocking to you. How can this be? You... you just weren't normal. Pressing your hands to your face, you slowly choke afraid sobs into the dirtied hands against your face. Almost about three hours later, you finally go against your will, and are able to release emotions from your heart, not desiring to go further as you finally push any other emotion away. Taking a few wobbly steps, you go with your instincts and the Force to find your way home.

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In a few months, you finally took the daring affect to board different ships, stowaway to find more food, and travel about Naboo. You never once left the planet, of course, but that would all change within the mistake that you made of boarding a ship....


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"Oh stars! Oh, stars!" You curse the universe silently as you hid between crates on the massive ship. You had gotten on the wrong ship by accident. Which was obvious. There were droids on your tail, checking every box in the cargo room. You had finally managed to get yourself stuck between a box, and the wall. Trapped. Your hands gripped your sides as you tried to calm yourself, which only succeeded in gritting your teeth. Huffing, you glance up as about a hundred droids surround your box, guns pointed at you.

"Nice hiding spot, human! Now get up." One of the droids growled, keeping the gun pointed at you. In instinct, you snap, your hands pushing forward and using the Force to hit all the droids, sending them back. In an instant, you stand, pushing the crate and pulling at full sprint down the cargo hold. Instantly, more droids were sent down, on your tail and running after you, blasters shooting straight for you. Ducking, you head down another hallway, going down the corridors, trying to find a way out.

'A WAY OUT! There is no way OUT! We are in Space!' You mentally slap yourself for thinking such a thing. Maybe you could find another room and hide yourself there until they pass. Despite it being highly risky, you go for it anyway. Turning another corner, you go in a room that the door was already open. It was empty. Maybe another corridor room? Maybe a storage unit that wasn't used? Though your question was quickly answered as the door slammed shut behind you, locking. It wasn't until then, did everything sink into your mind... You were stuck. No family. Nobody. Trapped and helpless.

Of course you could always open the door by using your 'powers,' but unless you understood what was happening, you didn't dare put yourself in more danger. Thoughts were going through your mind at once. It was like you couldn't handle it. Never feeling more alone, you slide against the wall, pressing your hands to your now cold face, continuing to think over things. 

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Obi-Wan growled under his breath, shaking his head as R-4 piloted his Starfighter, while Anakin and R2-D2 where along side him in their own Starfighter. "Please, Anakin. Get the shields!  Have you not noticed they are still up?" The Jedi somewhat snapped at his Apprentice and Student. Instantly, he moved his ship to the side so Anakin could slide past him.

His fellow Jedi grumbled. "Yes, yes. Sorry Master. Got caught in the moment." Anakin huffed back, swinging past Master Kenobi's ship and blasted the side of the Force-Shield, taking it down, and managing to get the two at least some freedom to get into the large ship. Though the freedom didn't last long as the ships defense mechanism started to close. The metal shields were starting to go up!

No. No, no, no! Obi-Wan had to get in there! Not to just save Chancellor Palpatine, but to save this other form he was sensing in the ships corridors. Shaking his head, he yanked on the throttle, pulling his Starfighter forward and into the hanger. Anakin flew above him, and together landed in the empty ship hold. 

The Starfighter's skid to a stop, Obi-Wan grunted as he was jerked everywhere in the cockpit. Though quickly, the Jedi released the cockpit hatch, springing upwards and landing gracefully on the floor as his Starfighter was continuing to slide. Anakin, however, had his Starfighter stopped, and easily lifted out of the ship, brushing his wrinkled clothes. Thud.

R2 lifted out of his Master's ship as well, and unlike the two Jedi, landed a bit harshly onto the ground. Which caused it to echo down the hallways. This only caused Anakin to chuckle , pressing his hand to his nose, pinching the bridge of his nose. Anakin was doing this from humor, but Obi-Wan had mimicked his body movements from pure annoyance. "Please, R2, can you just open the ray shields now?" He muttered, shaking his head as he lifted his hand from his nose. 

You gaze upwards from pondering, tilting your head as a thud and crash sound a ways off. It was spiking your curiosity , but you manage to keep your cool as you walked towards the door, pressing your palm against it. 'Who is out there? I can... sense beings. Possibly two? If they are here to kill me...' You stop from your thinking, pressing your hands to your forehead in stressing about this. Shaking your head, you continue to wait.

Anakin, huffing, looked at his Master with a bit patience. Changing the subject as R2 made his way over to the wall, Anakin rolled his eyes. "I sense a trap... do you have a plan?" The Jedi questioned as he watched his Master curiously. Almost immediately Obi-Wan had a sparkle in his eyes. Apparently the man was brightened by his comment.

"Well... we spring the trap." Kenobi chuckled, a smile on his face. Apparently amused by the entire situation. However... something was attracting him... What was it? He could sense another presence, yes, but was it that important to save when they need to get to the Chancellor? Unsure, he shrugged it off, about to say something to Anakin when R2 pulled the shield down, revealing a long and empty hallway. Of course, it was filled with doors. Grumbling, he shook his head, pulling his Lightsaber a bit further back behind his cloak, hiding it just a hint to where it wouldn't be seen.

Anakin somewhat laughed, shaking his head and started to walk forward with Obi-Wan. "R2, you stay here, just in case of emergency." Anakin murmured to his droid as the two enter the hallway. Obi-Wan, however, glanced at him as if he was wondering something, before returning his gaze back towards the hallway. The two were walking as normal as could be, mostly because they had patience. Despite the task at hand, it was simple and calm for Obi-Wan, which transferred barely to his young Apprentice.

As Obi-Wan pressed more further down the hallway, he stopped as something was pressing him to stop at the room a few feet behind him. Like the Force was pulling him towards it, or telling him something important was inside. Anakin, who seemed to be confused, continued walking a yard or so before turning around to look at the other Jedi. "M-Master? What ar-" The younger man started to say, but Obi-Wan silenced him as he swiped his hand in the air. Looking behind him, Kenobi leaned more towards the door, tilting his head to inspect the large steel shut door. Apparently only opened by a moderator... well... for now anyway.

You tilt your head as something pressed closer and closer to your cell. Apparently, the two forms you sensed a while ago were out there. Tempted to call out, you try to think desperately to understand who they were, but... nothing. You could call out... couldn't you? Curiosity exploring the brain  yours, you were unable to hold it back, hollering through the door. "Hello! Anyone out there?" Immediately you snapped yourself backwards faintly. Of course there were! Shaking your head, you press your ear against the door, as well your right forehand.

Obi-Wan and Anakin seem to be surprised as a voice called through. Not only a voice, but a higher pitched tone, more higher than Anakin's or his own. Apparently female. Obi-Wan tilted his head to the side, before instinctively pressing his hand to the door. It was as if he could feel a heat energy pressed against the door. That of your own body was pressed against the oddly cold steel door, and resounded the heat back to Kenobi. Obviously you couldn't feel his heat temperature, though. It wasn't something Anakin would have done, but the Jedi was urged to reply back. Like... like he needed to. "Yes, there is. I-" He cuts himself off for a moment but quickly continued in his sentence. "- Tell me, how did you end up getting locked in there? Is there any other way out?" He questioned after a moment of deciding if to say anything. Which, quickly arose suspicion and surprise in Anakin that his Master replied, but of course, didn't say anything.

Faintly astounded yourself, you press further into the door, trying to figure out who this was. Of course, nothing. Close to not saying anything at all, you quickly configured of a plan, before sighing and nodding. The other beings on the other side could not see her movement, surely. "I accidentally ended up on this ship, then got chased in here before the... mechanical-whatcha-ma-call-it thingys decided to lock me in here. No way out besides the door." You decided to speak part of how you ended up in the room. Not like you could lie to the beings, apparently.

The man slowly nodded, removing his hand from the door for a moment. "I bet it takes enough to help you out of there?" He muttered under his breath before chuckling, looking up to the door. Oddly... the voice sounded familiar to him... 'Who is this?... And why does she sound so familiar?' Shaking his head, he chuckled once again. "Looks like I can get you out. Just... take your precautions and stand back. A very word of advice from a fellow like me."

Confused, you obey his comment, lifting your hand and yourself from the door and pressing your back against the wall on the opposite side. Eyes narrowing whilst watching what this being was going to do. This entire situation wasn't scaring you. No! You had many many more things that scared you, and apparently free up to be immune to it. You were just... watching what the others were going to do.

The Jedi chuckled, nodding and lifting his hands. Obi-Wan's concentration soon took to the door, and easily, creaks and cracks started to appear on the door. Literally, he was prying the door and tearing it out. The wall seemed to tug and heave under the  pressure, but it wasn't giving way. After a few seconds, the door completely snapped out of place and soon, Obi-Wan dropped the door onto the floor. Shaking his hands and returning them at his sides, Kenobi lightly stepped over the door and entered the room.

It was almost like he was struck in the heart as he gazed at your form against the wall. Apparently you had the same expression as he was showing. Complete awe-struck simplicity and curiosity. 'Who is she? Why does she look so fa-' It was almost like he was struck and dazed about looking at your form. The way you lean further on the right side more than the left gave a dead giveaway that you were right handed. Your jaws edges. The curves in your body... it was all familiar yet foreign to him at the same time. However, he snapped out of it. "M-might I ask your name?"

You were as struck as this man was. His voice now seemed... familiar, so was his presence, but you weren't as fazed as him. What did get you was he used some power to tear the door from its original position. He used the same powers as you... but how? This was a complete mystery to you, but soon enough, another man came in along side this bearded man. Younger, and a bit taller, but almost seem alike in so many ways. Tearing your eyes away from the younger man, you looked back to the blonde haired man as he spoke. Now, you were struggling to find words. 'Who are they!' Screamed the thought in your head, but soon, you shook it off, speaking.

"M-my name? My n-names (f/n). (f/n) (l/n)."