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06-03-2003, 12:37 AM
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JB
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Title: In My Father's Shadow
Author(s): Jedi Bounty
Timeframe: PT, AOTC
Characters: Characters will be added as they're introduced into the story.
Main Characters
Tiari Enam Kenobi
Amé Enam
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Minor Characters
Pati
Genre: OC, Romance, Angst, Action
Keywords: OC, Obi-Wan
Summary: Tiari is a girl who thinks she knows who she is, but doesn't know why she yearns for something more. Then the secret of her parentage is revealed and her life is turned upside down by her grandmother when she sends Tiari and her mother to Coruscant. Living in a galaxy on the brink of war Tiari and her mother must find their place in it all if they're to survive. The Clone Wars are about to begin.
Notes/Disclaimer: Please look for any additional notes above posts. All canon characters belong to George Lucas, otherwise they belong to me. If you want to borrow them, ask first please. I like to share.
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Preface
*****
Obi-Wan awoke, the still darkness surrounding him. For a second he couldn't remember where he was, or why there was a woman in his arms. Then it all came back to him; he was with Amé, beautiful Amé. He gently stroked her silky, dark brown tresses, reflecting on her intoxicating beauty. Waves of hair encircled her head, and her long dark lashes concealed deep brown eyes. Her full, red lip parted gently with each breath, her slender body, covered in seemingly flawless skin, was soft against his, and he loved her all the more.
Obi-Wan didn't want to ever leave her, but tomorrow brought a new day and with it a new mission. Earlier that day Obi-Wan's master, Qui-Gon Jinn, had received word from the Jedi Council, assigning him and Obi-Wan to another mission. Knowing it would be for the best for both him and Amé, Obi-Wan would follow his master. He gently caressed Amé's soft cheek with his fingertips, dreading the coming of the new day. Amé slowly stirred, responding to his touch.
"Hello love."
He smiled at the sound of her voice; it was so soft, rich, and perfect. Amé smiled with Obi-Wan. They sat like that for what seemed like eternity, just staring into each other’s eyes. The silence lay heavily around them, as if feeling for the lovers who now spent their last night together. Amé suddenly laughed, breaking the thick silence.
"What's so funny?" Obi-Wan asked her, a confused look on his face. Was she laughing at him?
"Oh, Obi-Wan!" Amé exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him, "I just realized how much I truly, deeply love you."
With that, she burst into tears. "After tomorrow I'll never see you again," she sobbed, "how will I ever live without you?"
Obi-Wan held her chin in his hand, looking deep into her dark, dreamy eyes, "You may never see me again Amé, but I'll always be with you," Obi-Wan pointed to her heart, "I'll always be right here."
She nodded, "It's for the best; you are a Jedi through and through. I couldn't live with myself if I took you from that."
Obi-Wan held her as she buried her face into his shoulder. Slowly he lowered his head to rest it atop hers. There they sat, his hot tears running down her hair.
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Chapter 1
*****
Tiari watched as her mother gently wiped specks of dust from the glass picture frames. They were old frames, ones made of either wood or metal with complex designs wrought in them. In the middle was a picture, covered by a sheet of glass. Her mother had collected them for as long as Tiari could remember. She kept all of her special pictures in the frames, though she also kept a holographic copy of each as a back up. Each frame was different and every picture showed the same people at their various ages, Tiari, Mother, Grandfather and Grandmother, and Father. Each picture was the same, except one. Hidden in the back, closest to Mother's bed, was a picture of another man, a younger looking man. Tiari had never asked Mother about the man; there had never been a need to.
Tiari watched as Mother tenderly cleaned a picture of Father. Tiari had been fourteen when Father's ship had crashed, taking his life with it. Although she missed him, they had never been very close. Tiari didn't want to seem like an unloving child, but her father's death hadn't been as catastrophic to her as a similar even was to other children. No, Tiari had always been closer to her mother than to her father, and she had always had her tutor, Linu.
Her mother picked up another picture, the one of the other man, and started to rub the dust off the glass. Tiari watched, her curiosity soon kicking in. Gathering her courage, she touched her mother's shoulder, turning her around.
"Who is that Mother?" Tiari asked, pointing to the picture.
Her mother paused, surprise in her eyes. Tiari had never asked about the picture before. Slowly she finished rubbing the dust from the frame and set the picture carefully down from where she had taken it.
"Why do you care who he is, Tiari?" her mother, Amé, asked, her voice soft. "You've never cared before."
"I've never had the opportunity, or thought, to ask before," Tiari answered.
"Well," she began, "he was, and probably still is, a Jedi Knight."
"Really?" Tiari asked, leaning forward. She had always been interested in the Jedi; her mother had told her bedtime stories when she was a little girl about those defenders of peace and justice in the galaxy.
Mother leaned forward, her nose brushing Tiari's. "Yes, really," she answered with a small laugh. "He really was a Jedi." Mother looked at Tiari, noticing the look on her face and sighed, "I guess you'll want to hear the whole story now, won't you?"
Tiari nodded, her face ecstatic with anticipation.
"Very well then, I'll start at the beginning. I first met him years ago when I was your age. He and his master had been sent to protect your grandmother, who at the time was the High Princess of Manket. She had recently had many attempts on both her life and the lives of those in her family. Your grandfather had been gone for three years, or at least most of the three years, on his diplomatic visits. Anyways, I disguised myself as one of my mother's guards, both to keep my identity from people who visited my mother and to protect my life from the ever-present danger. Truly, not many people knew that High Princess Kina even had a daughter. The Jedi were to escort my mother off planet to Coruscant. I traveled as a guard on the ship. By the time we got to Coruscant, the Jedi and I were already favorite enemies. He didn't like how I did things and I didn't like how he wanted to do things," suddenly Mother stopped, senses on alert. "Do you smell something Tiari?"
Tiari sniffed the air. There was a smoky, burning smell coming from the kitchen. "Dinner is burning!"
Tiari rushed to the kitchen, her mother close behind her. Both ran to the oven and took out their dinner, a now black, smoking, charred chunk of who knew what. Tiari looked at her mother, and on mental, mutual agreement they threw their dinner in the trash. Just then the comm. light started blinking. Tiari crossed the room and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Tiari? This is Pati, me and some of the other girls are going out for dinner, do you want to come?"
"Just a second," Tiari turned to her mother, "Is it alright if I go Mother, I mean, it doesn't look like there's going to be any dinner tonight."
"Sure hon, just be home by eleven, and don't get into trouble."
Tiari turned back to the comm., "Sure, I'd love to come. Are you going to come get me, or do you want me to meet you somewhere?"
"I'll come get you, in fact I'm already there." Tiari heard a horn out front.
"Ok, I'm coming." She turned off the comm. unit and, after giving her mother a quick goodbye, ran towards the door. She skidded to a stop as something more crossed her mind. She turned to face her mother.
"Oh, and mom, we really need to get a comm. with a holo projector."
Her mother laughed and waved her on. Tiari smiled and went out the door. Outside was a flashy new speeder, fresh red paint and all.
"Pati, where'd you get this?" Tiari asked.
"It's my parents' new speeder. They told me that if I was careful I could use it tonight," Pati winked at Tiari. "Don't you want to catch the boys eye's? Especially Ryan's?"
Tiari giggled, "Come on Pati, you know I don't like Ryan anymore."
"Sure you don't," Pati replied sarcastically. "C'mon, let's go. I don't want to be late."
Tiari jumped into the speeder.
"Late for what?"
"Oh, you'll see. Now let's go."
Pati checked the chrono nervously. Then, right as Tiari closed her door, she pulled out of the driveway and sped down the road.
*****
Amé flopped down on her bed, a sigh of pleasure escaping her lips. She had finally finished cleaning the kitchen and now was free to do whatever she wanted. Tiari was gone, and probably would be for a few more hours. At the thought of Tiari, she looked over at her pictures, the one of the Jedi in particular. She had wanted to tell Tiari about him for a long time, but only when her daughter asked. Why then, Amé wondered, had she been so hesitant to reveal the truth today when she finally had the opportunity? She was hiding nothing from her daughter; especially this story, for it directly involved her.
Amé slowly picked up the picture and stared at it. What had ever happened to him, she wondered. She hadn't talked to him for seventeen years. Choosing the path of the Jedi, as he had through her pressing, didn't allow him to keep personal acquaintances long, let alone lovers. He hadn't known her secret then, if he had he wouldn't have left, wouldn't have returned to the path she knew he belonged on. He hadn't known that inside of her life blossomed, the life of the young girl who was now the joy in her own life.
"Oh, Obi-Wan," Amé sighed, "if only circumstances were different then we could have been together." Amé looked at the picture of her daughter, comparing it to that of Obi-Wan, something she found herself doing more and more often. The older Tiari grew the more she looked like her, although her most striking features belonged to her true father. She had his keen grey-blue eyes, his gentle temperament, unless, of course, circumstances demanded otherwise, and a slightly darker version of his ginger colored hair. Still though, Tiari's nose, mouth, and body came from her mother.
Amé sighed, the past was the past; she would probably never see Obi-Wan again. She had her daughter and was grateful for that. Putting both pictures back, Amé turned off the light and went to bed.
*****
When Tiari arrived home that night, her mother was already asleep. Sneaking past her door, Tiari slipped into her own room. While she was getting ready for bed, she thought of earlier that day. It suddenly occurred to her that her mother had never finished telling her about the Jedi in the picture. All she knew was that they had disagreed on many issues.
She quickly brushed off the memory and turned her thoughts back to that evening. She had been surprised to find that Pati and her other friends had thrown a party. I hadn't been for anyone in particular, just a get-together type party. Every one of her friends was there, including Ryan. He had been her old crush, and until tonight she had still had a small crush on him. Tonight though, she had seen him with Leti, the new girl with bright blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Tiari couldn't figure out why Ryan even gave that girl a second chance, everything about her was fake, but a small part of her was grateful to him for it. When she had seen them together tonight, she had known once and for all that she was over Ryan.
Tiari felt freer than she ever had in her life. Not liking anyone was the perfect way for her to go; it made life so much easier. Now she didn't care about impressing anyone, just herself.
Smiling at this newfound revelation, Tiari climbed into bed and turned off her light. Her last thought as she drifted off to sleep was I should ask Mother again tomorrow to tell me about the Jedi.
JB
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Title: In My Father's Shadow
Author(s): Jedi Bounty
Timeframe: PT, AOTC
Characters: Characters will be added as they're introduced into the story.
Main Characters
Tiari Enam Kenobi
Amé Enam
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Minor Characters
Pati
Genre: OC, Romance, Angst, Action
Keywords: OC, Obi-Wan
Summary: Tiari is a girl who thinks she knows who she is, but doesn't know why she yearns for something more. Then the secret of her parentage is revealed and her life is turned upside down by her grandmother when she sends Tiari and her mother to Coruscant. Living in a galaxy on the brink of war Tiari and her mother must find their place in it all if they're to survive. The Clone Wars are about to begin.
Notes/Disclaimer: Please look for any additional notes above posts. All canon characters belong to George Lucas, otherwise they belong to me. If you want to borrow them, ask first please. I like to share.
*****
Preface
*****
Obi-Wan awoke, the still darkness surrounding him. For a second he couldn't remember where he was, or why there was a woman in his arms. Then it all came back to him; he was with Amé, beautiful Amé. He gently stroked her silky, dark brown tresses, reflecting on her intoxicating beauty. Waves of hair encircled her head, and her long dark lashes concealed deep brown eyes. Her full, red lip parted gently with each breath, her slender body, covered in seemingly flawless skin, was soft against his, and he loved her all the more.
Obi-Wan didn't want to ever leave her, but tomorrow brought a new day and with it a new mission. Earlier that day Obi-Wan's master, Qui-Gon Jinn, had received word from the Jedi Council, assigning him and Obi-Wan to another mission. Knowing it would be for the best for both him and Amé, Obi-Wan would follow his master. He gently caressed Amé's soft cheek with his fingertips, dreading the coming of the new day. Amé slowly stirred, responding to his touch.
"Hello love."
He smiled at the sound of her voice; it was so soft, rich, and perfect. Amé smiled with Obi-Wan. They sat like that for what seemed like eternity, just staring into each other’s eyes. The silence lay heavily around them, as if feeling for the lovers who now spent their last night together. Amé suddenly laughed, breaking the thick silence.
"What's so funny?" Obi-Wan asked her, a confused look on his face. Was she laughing at him?
"Oh, Obi-Wan!" Amé exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him, "I just realized how much I truly, deeply love you."
With that, she burst into tears. "After tomorrow I'll never see you again," she sobbed, "how will I ever live without you?"
Obi-Wan held her chin in his hand, looking deep into her dark, dreamy eyes, "You may never see me again Amé, but I'll always be with you," Obi-Wan pointed to her heart, "I'll always be right here."
She nodded, "It's for the best; you are a Jedi through and through. I couldn't live with myself if I took you from that."
Obi-Wan held her as she buried her face into his shoulder. Slowly he lowered his head to rest it atop hers. There they sat, his hot tears running down her hair.
*****
Chapter 1
*****
Tiari watched as her mother gently wiped specks of dust from the glass picture frames. They were old frames, ones made of either wood or metal with complex designs wrought in them. In the middle was a picture, covered by a sheet of glass. Her mother had collected them for as long as Tiari could remember. She kept all of her special pictures in the frames, though she also kept a holographic copy of each as a back up. Each frame was different and every picture showed the same people at their various ages, Tiari, Mother, Grandfather and Grandmother, and Father. Each picture was the same, except one. Hidden in the back, closest to Mother's bed, was a picture of another man, a younger looking man. Tiari had never asked Mother about the man; there had never been a need to.
Tiari watched as Mother tenderly cleaned a picture of Father. Tiari had been fourteen when Father's ship had crashed, taking his life with it. Although she missed him, they had never been very close. Tiari didn't want to seem like an unloving child, but her father's death hadn't been as catastrophic to her as a similar even was to other children. No, Tiari had always been closer to her mother than to her father, and she had always had her tutor, Linu.
Her mother picked up another picture, the one of the other man, and started to rub the dust off the glass. Tiari watched, her curiosity soon kicking in. Gathering her courage, she touched her mother's shoulder, turning her around.
"Who is that Mother?" Tiari asked, pointing to the picture.
Her mother paused, surprise in her eyes. Tiari had never asked about the picture before. Slowly she finished rubbing the dust from the frame and set the picture carefully down from where she had taken it.
"Why do you care who he is, Tiari?" her mother, Amé, asked, her voice soft. "You've never cared before."
"I've never had the opportunity, or thought, to ask before," Tiari answered.
"Well," she began, "he was, and probably still is, a Jedi Knight."
"Really?" Tiari asked, leaning forward. She had always been interested in the Jedi; her mother had told her bedtime stories when she was a little girl about those defenders of peace and justice in the galaxy.
Mother leaned forward, her nose brushing Tiari's. "Yes, really," she answered with a small laugh. "He really was a Jedi." Mother looked at Tiari, noticing the look on her face and sighed, "I guess you'll want to hear the whole story now, won't you?"
Tiari nodded, her face ecstatic with anticipation.
"Very well then, I'll start at the beginning. I first met him years ago when I was your age. He and his master had been sent to protect your grandmother, who at the time was the High Princess of Manket. She had recently had many attempts on both her life and the lives of those in her family. Your grandfather had been gone for three years, or at least most of the three years, on his diplomatic visits. Anyways, I disguised myself as one of my mother's guards, both to keep my identity from people who visited my mother and to protect my life from the ever-present danger. Truly, not many people knew that High Princess Kina even had a daughter. The Jedi were to escort my mother off planet to Coruscant. I traveled as a guard on the ship. By the time we got to Coruscant, the Jedi and I were already favorite enemies. He didn't like how I did things and I didn't like how he wanted to do things," suddenly Mother stopped, senses on alert. "Do you smell something Tiari?"
Tiari sniffed the air. There was a smoky, burning smell coming from the kitchen. "Dinner is burning!"
Tiari rushed to the kitchen, her mother close behind her. Both ran to the oven and took out their dinner, a now black, smoking, charred chunk of who knew what. Tiari looked at her mother, and on mental, mutual agreement they threw their dinner in the trash. Just then the comm. light started blinking. Tiari crossed the room and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Tiari? This is Pati, me and some of the other girls are going out for dinner, do you want to come?"
"Just a second," Tiari turned to her mother, "Is it alright if I go Mother, I mean, it doesn't look like there's going to be any dinner tonight."
"Sure hon, just be home by eleven, and don't get into trouble."
Tiari turned back to the comm., "Sure, I'd love to come. Are you going to come get me, or do you want me to meet you somewhere?"
"I'll come get you, in fact I'm already there." Tiari heard a horn out front.
"Ok, I'm coming." She turned off the comm. unit and, after giving her mother a quick goodbye, ran towards the door. She skidded to a stop as something more crossed her mind. She turned to face her mother.
"Oh, and mom, we really need to get a comm. with a holo projector."
Her mother laughed and waved her on. Tiari smiled and went out the door. Outside was a flashy new speeder, fresh red paint and all.
"Pati, where'd you get this?" Tiari asked.
"It's my parents' new speeder. They told me that if I was careful I could use it tonight," Pati winked at Tiari. "Don't you want to catch the boys eye's? Especially Ryan's?"
Tiari giggled, "Come on Pati, you know I don't like Ryan anymore."
"Sure you don't," Pati replied sarcastically. "C'mon, let's go. I don't want to be late."
Tiari jumped into the speeder.
"Late for what?"
"Oh, you'll see. Now let's go."
Pati checked the chrono nervously. Then, right as Tiari closed her door, she pulled out of the driveway and sped down the road.
*****
Amé flopped down on her bed, a sigh of pleasure escaping her lips. She had finally finished cleaning the kitchen and now was free to do whatever she wanted. Tiari was gone, and probably would be for a few more hours. At the thought of Tiari, she looked over at her pictures, the one of the Jedi in particular. She had wanted to tell Tiari about him for a long time, but only when her daughter asked. Why then, Amé wondered, had she been so hesitant to reveal the truth today when she finally had the opportunity? She was hiding nothing from her daughter; especially this story, for it directly involved her.
Amé slowly picked up the picture and stared at it. What had ever happened to him, she wondered. She hadn't talked to him for seventeen years. Choosing the path of the Jedi, as he had through her pressing, didn't allow him to keep personal acquaintances long, let alone lovers. He hadn't known her secret then, if he had he wouldn't have left, wouldn't have returned to the path she knew he belonged on. He hadn't known that inside of her life blossomed, the life of the young girl who was now the joy in her own life.
"Oh, Obi-Wan," Amé sighed, "if only circumstances were different then we could have been together." Amé looked at the picture of her daughter, comparing it to that of Obi-Wan, something she found herself doing more and more often. The older Tiari grew the more she looked like her, although her most striking features belonged to her true father. She had his keen grey-blue eyes, his gentle temperament, unless, of course, circumstances demanded otherwise, and a slightly darker version of his ginger colored hair. Still though, Tiari's nose, mouth, and body came from her mother.
Amé sighed, the past was the past; she would probably never see Obi-Wan again. She had her daughter and was grateful for that. Putting both pictures back, Amé turned off the light and went to bed.
*****
When Tiari arrived home that night, her mother was already asleep. Sneaking past her door, Tiari slipped into her own room. While she was getting ready for bed, she thought of earlier that day. It suddenly occurred to her that her mother had never finished telling her about the Jedi in the picture. All she knew was that they had disagreed on many issues.
She quickly brushed off the memory and turned her thoughts back to that evening. She had been surprised to find that Pati and her other friends had thrown a party. I hadn't been for anyone in particular, just a get-together type party. Every one of her friends was there, including Ryan. He had been her old crush, and until tonight she had still had a small crush on him. Tonight though, she had seen him with Leti, the new girl with bright blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Tiari couldn't figure out why Ryan even gave that girl a second chance, everything about her was fake, but a small part of her was grateful to him for it. When she had seen them together tonight, she had known once and for all that she was over Ryan.
Tiari felt freer than she ever had in her life. Not liking anyone was the perfect way for her to go; it made life so much easier. Now she didn't care about impressing anyone, just herself.
Smiling at this newfound revelation, Tiari climbed into bed and turned off her light. Her last thought as she drifted off to sleep was I should ask Mother again tomorrow to tell me about the Jedi.