Star Wars: Split Horizons by David Gremillion

Author:David Gremillion
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Tags: Star Wars, anakin, prequel, obiwan, padme, clone wars, yoda
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter XII

Anakin had learned to quell his feelings of nervousness and of anticipation. What would happen would happen in its own time. There was no reason to concern himself with the future.

As he walked through the halls of the Jedi Temple, random cheers and applause followed him. Within two months, he had won consecutive victories in five separate engagements. His casualties amounted to only fourteen percent of his wing. While he mourned the loss of his pilots, he celebrated that there were hundreds more eager to take their place and serve under him.

Today was a day he had long looked forward to. On this day, he had been summoned by Cin Drallig, the Jedi Temple Battlemaster himself. There was only one reason why this legendary instructor would ask to see Anakin.

Today he would learn combat from one of the greatest Jedi in his lifetime.

Anakin walked onto a large courtyard with a large fountain in the middle. There were three levels above them each open with terraces looking down onto the fountain. Master Drallig was sitting at the water’s edge, meditating.

“I was very pleased to get your summons, Master Drallig,” Anakin said.

Master Drallig continued to sit cross-legged. He had dark blonde hair that he had pulled back into a ponytail. He wore a simple black leather vest with no shirt under it, revealing his muscular arms and two tattoos, one on each arm. One ear was pierced and his eyes flashed open, their pale green color glinting in the light.

“Why?” he asked.

“It’s not often a Jedi gets to train with you. I understand you take very few pupils during the course of a year. Those that you teach combat to go on to become great Jedi,” Anakin replied.

“If they become great Jedi, it has very little to do with my teachings on combat,” Master Drallig said.

“I think Master Windu would disagree with you,” Anakin chuckled.

Master Drallig raised an eyebrow. “Why would you think that? Have you seen him duel?”

Anakin folded his arms across his chest. “Well, no.”

“You equate leadership with weaponry and weaponry with my teachings. If that is the case, then the only reason you came here was to seek leadership yourself,” he said.

“Are you saying Master Windu is horrible with a lightsaber?” Anakin asked.

Master Drallig stood up and smiled. “I’m saying lightsabers have nothing to do with it.”

Anakin fumed. “Am I going to learn from you or not?” he asked.

“I can only teach, you must make the choice to learn. I’ve been teaching since you walked into this courtyard. You tell me, have you been learning?” Master Drallig replied.

Anakin said nothing, his impatience growing.

“Once more, why were you pleased to get the summons?” the Temple Battlemaster asked while staring into the fountain.

Anakin thought it over, chewing on his lip for a moment. “To become a great Jedi and serve the Republic in a time of war.”

Master Drallig shook his head sadly. “War breeds only sadness and loss. This is not the path of a Jedi, but of a Sith.

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