125 years after the fall of Darth Sidious and the first order, The Jedi lived in peace.
Rey Skywalker up until her last breath fought tirelessly to rid the galaxy of all the lurking evils that plagued the remaining jedi. Slowly, the jedi began to emerge and rebuild the Jedi order.
Trained by Jedi Masters Grogu, Rey Skywalker, and Cal Kestis, an army soon rose up and became the strongest force in the galaxy.
With only Jedi Master Grogu remaining from the original trio, He recalled his, Kestis’ and Skywalker’s old apprentices. Creating a new, fresh council to help bring the next generation of Jedi up in the way of the force.
The new council has been incredibly careful not to fully train a youngling with high emotions. One who cannot let one go. They refuse to forget the Kind Jedi turned Sith lord, Anakin Skywalker. So, with that in mind, this is where the story of a young girl takes place. But before we can get to that. We need to learn a bit about her masters History.
“Again,” Called a purple Twi’lek from a platform high above. “Try lifting it again,”
Hearing the sniggering of other young Jedi awaiting their turn, the young fifteen-year-old Zabrak shut his green eyes and reached out his light-toned hand toward a large silver sphere in the center of the room. He had tried to lift this stupid thing so many times now, his head ached from the effort.
He looked up at the purple Twi’lek high above his head, “I am sorry Master Venag’i. I can’t do it,”
Once again, his peers sniggered as the Twi’lek named Venag’i with her hands clasped behind her spoke, “Daheen, please meet me after classes are through,”
Daheen looked down at the floor and mumbled, “Yes Master,” He walked over to his peers who smirked as he joined them.
A young Human Girl walked up to the sphere and with ease, lifted it up over her head and balanced it on a second platform across the room. All the other students, Twi’leks, Mirialans, Humans, and Togrutas. They all completed this course! yet this one lousy Zabrak couldn’t even get the sphere to lift a centimeter off of the ground.
Daheen watched as the other left happy faced and laughing out of the classroom. He glared at the metal sphere in the center of the room and with frustration, stretched out his hand and shut his eyes tight. He focused all his attention on making the ball fly. He opened one eye and looked at the ball. It was in the same place, unmoved.
“Agh!” Daheen exclaimed stomping his foot as the ball stared menacingly at him. He let out one last defeated breath and turned on his heels and stormed out of the room almost running Master Grogu over.
“Slow down Daheen.” Grogu chided as he looked up at the Zabrak, “When you go so fast, you forget to listen for the force.”
“Yes, Master Grogu,” He said moving to head to the dinner hall.
Grogu pinned his eyes on Daheen then said, “Walk with me,”
Daheen looked longingly down the hall where students were filing through the doors into the dining hall. And then looked down at Master Grogu, “Yes sir,”
Daheen reluctantly followed Grogu as he walked down the hall away from where he would find his next meal. Grogu was two-hundred years old. He is a young master for his age but the amount of time that he has been around, he has faced much more then most. The jedi who follow under his leadership now he has had a past that involved the Mandalorian. Our most troublesome allies, well. If you could call them that. They only allied with the jedi because they lost too many of there numbers to us during the Beskar wars. We gained control of most of the Beskar in the galaxy, but they still get the majority due to their ways. According to the council, they have their ways, and we have ours. As long as they are not in our way, we will stay out of theirs.
Master Grogu suddenly spoke, tearing Daheen from his thoughts, “What troubles you Daheen?”
He glanced down at Master Grogu as He walked steadily beside him toying with the lightsaber that was attached to his belt, “Nothing Master,”
“Don’t Lie to me boy,” He said giving him a disapproving look, “Lies are not the Jedi way. They should not be any ones way, yet they still exist. Even among the most trustworthy people. Don’t Make it a habit, Daheen.”
Daheen nodded slightly and mumbled, “Sorry Master Grogu,”
“Daheen,” Grogu said, “I respect your privacy and trust you too be a strong Jedi. Venag’i sure thinks so,”
Daheen looked over at him stunned
“I won’t ask you to reveal your thoughts to me.” He continued, “But I will not tolerate anymore lies from you young man.” He scolded pointing a finger at my chest, “Now, getting things off your chest will usually help. You shouldn’t keep things locked up where they can turn into something much larger than they began,”
Daheen let out a long breath and said, “It is hard to explain a feeling you don’t understand. I’m feeling angry, confused, upset, and determined all at once. I want to cry and scream, but also I want to succeed,”
“Do you have a reason for these feelings? Are they rational or not? Your feelings matter to me either way. I am just wondering if you are aware of what caused you to feel the way you do,”
“Master Grogu,” Daheen said shutting his eyes as he walked through the echoing halls, “If I face this right now,”
“You will be free from it all?” Grogu finished for me
Daheen opened his eyes and looked down at Grogu who was smirking as he kept walking on, “Well, I,” Daheen stammered.
“Daheen,” Grogu said shaking his head, “You doubt yourself. I care for you boy.”
Daheen took a deep breath and said, “I don’t fit in here.”
“Hm, Really?” Grogu asked.
“I am far behind the other kids when it comes to force training. I eat alone. I haven’t got a friend here. And because of my species I am already looked down upon by everyone.” He shut his eyes tightly and turned his face away from the Master, “I thought it would be better here. But I think I may have been better off on Dathomir.”
Grogu stroked his chin with his right hand, his left resting on the hilt of his saber, “Dathomir is a fine planet.” He mused, “As for not fitting in, you are not behind the other kids. You just suffer from a common occurrence called stage fright.”
“If it’s common, why am I the only one who has it then?” Daheen asked
“You are not the only one. Other students here have and continue to go through it. But most aren’t also a Zabrak. I trust you are good. Some have a harder time accepting that.” He looked out a window and stopped gazing at the busy airway outside the Jedi temple. I stopped next to him, “Daheen, when you were first sensed on Dathomir, the council thought you were a young human child being held hostage by the Night Brothers and sisters. We had no idea you were a Zabrak.” He looked both ways before he continued, “Some thought we should have left you behind. Some thought we should have even killed you. Your kind was not known for its kind ways.” He shut his eyes as if he were reliving it, “For a time, I even thought it may be for the best. But” He paused his eyes opening back up, “Venag’i, Your Master, she offered to train you. I could not sense an ounce of evil in your small frame. I allowed it against the wishes of the rest of the council.”
Daheen furrowed his brows, “I have heard of past Jedi Zabraks. Were they also feared?”
“No, they were not,” stated Grogu
“Then why do I make them fear?” He asked turning his body towards the Jedi Master, “What did I do?”
“You have done nothing boy!” Grogu said sternly now turning to face Daheen, “Don’t let them make you think you have! Fear is a powerful thing. It drives many people to do things they wouldn’t normally do. Like take their fear out on the source. A fifteen-year-old boy, who happens to be a Zabrak!”
“Master Grogu,” Daheen said, “if they didn’t fear the other jedi Zabraks, then why do they fear me?”
“Daheen, your species cut off all ties with the Jedi after the First Order fell. They no longer needed our protection to keep from being harassed by them,”
Daheen shook his head, “I mean no disrespect, Master, but that makes no sense to me at all.”
Grogu clenched his jaw, “Daheen, we are not meant to no everything, so to save you from unnecessary pain. I will ask you not to worry about it. If you wish to know, I will tell you because it is your history, and you deserve to know. But I will advise against this knowledge.”
Daheen licked his lips and was about to say yes, I want to know. He looked out the window for a second as he thought it over. He trusted Master Grogu completely. He sighed then said, “As of now, I will let the knowledge stay with you.”
Grogu nodded his head slightly before he turned away and said, “Daheen, if you wish to eat anything, I would hurry to the dining hall.”
With that, Daheen spun on his heels and sprinted as fast as he could towards his next meal.