I have settled on the title The Driving Force however. I would've liked something a little more poetic but what can you do? The title fits at any rate.
So, onto the first tidbit. I honestly don't think I'll ever be finished with it.
The Code of the Jedi, created over a thousand years ago when a Council was formed and the Jedi were organized into what they are known as in the days preceding the Clone Wars: peace keepers, those who believed in civilized ways of fighting, of living, of loving.
The Code is based upon the rules and beliefs of those Jedi who first began to study and immerse themselves in the knowledge of the Force, believing they could uncover itâ€™s secrets, what drives it and what powers it.
What is not known to the Jedi or to any being who studies the Force is that the Force has a will, a purpose of itâ€™s own. It possesses a rhythm and flow that only those who have become part of it can understand.
Obi-Wan Kenobi, a Jedi Master of the Republic, remained seated in his small vessel after it landed in the large docking bay of Theed Palace. He closed his eyes, gathering his wits about him before unfastening his harness and opening the cockpit door. Flying always did this to him, even on short journeys. Quickly, his thoughts and emotions reorganized themselves and he opened his eyes again. He wasn't a bad pilot but he would rather set his feet on good solid ground than in a spacecraft. At least when he was in battle there was a distraction to it. It was a relief to breathe natural atmosphere. It seemed thicker, more potent with life than the filtered and recycled atmosphere on Coruscant and on ships.
Anakin leapt lightly from his seat and sauntered to the lowering ramp of the Senator's transport as Obi-Wan climbed out of the cockpit of his fighter. He smiled as Captain Typho and his guards walked out first, followed by PadmÃ© Amidala in robes of emerald green accented with silver and white, her queenly grace still about her as she smiled back at Anakin and reached the floor of the bay.
Obi-Wan was at Anakin's side, nodded politely at the Captain of the Senatorâ€™s guard and giving a small smile to PadmÃ©, which she returned gratefully. All was well and nothing had gone amiss during the flight. He wasn't sure it was necessary, escorting the Senator back home, but the change and rest from battle and planning strategy over the enemy was quite welcome. The Senator had expressed the Jedi were friends of hers and of her people and therefore were welcome to stay and rest for a spell until they received their next assignment. Both men were very grateful and very humbled to accept. But in the back of their minds they both knew the reality of what was going on, as Jedi tend to do. They would only be able to stay for a short while, a month at the most, before the team of Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker would be called to fight again.
The door to the bay opened as they reached it and a woman with dark hair and striking ocean-colored eyes walked into the bay, smiling at Captain Typho. Obi-Wan swallowed a slight shock at seeing him return her smile, making it look more like a grimace than anything else. It made Obi-Wan a little more thankful for Anakinâ€™s convincing him to carry around a lighter mood and view of things when heâ€™d been training him as a young padawan. He had come to understand the wisdom in his old apprenticeâ€™s advice, finding it helped in situations of stressful negotiation and battle.
PadmÃ© lit up completely as she saw the woman who returned her smile and lowered the data pad she carried in her small hands.
"I'm grateful, Captain, that you were able to see the Senator safely back home." The woman said, her eyes lingering on the two Jedi for a moment.
"As am I, Miss Amidala." He said after taking her hand in greeting.
Anakin and Obi-Wan exchanged glances. Amidala?
PadmÃ© rushed forward and hugged the woman tightly, knocking the data pad out of her hands. Both women began laughing as if there had been a joke only they had heard at that moment. Obi-Wan picked up the data pad, both he and Anakin looking politely baffled.
PadmÃ© turned to the Jedi as her handmaidens silently filed out into the corridor behind her. "This is my sister, Abrynne Amidala. She serves as the Queen's secretary here."
Anakin brightened immediately and Obi-Wan smiled politely.
"Abrynne," PadmÃ© put her arm around her sister, "this is Anakin Skywalker and Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. They consented to being my escorts from Coruscant."
Comprehension dawned on Abrynne's features as she looked at Anakin who took her hand and kissed it giving her his boyish smile as she laughed in return.
Obi-Wan ignored the unnecessary flirtation and nodded his head at Abrynne. He found this meeting oddly curious. For now, keeping his distance seemed to be the best thing, and for that, as little conversation as possible. Anakin surely, could carry on very well without him.
"I have heard so much about the both of you, not only from PadmÃ© of course but from everywhere it seems.â€