Chapter 1 – They Might Be Jedi
“When is BuZz getting’ out, do you think?” a young man, dressed in brown robes, not unlike the ones you see in those Star Wars movies.
A young woman comes from the side of the vehicle, “not too much longer. He should be getting out any second, now.”
The woman, in attire similar to the young man mentioned above, leans on the side of the car, “he can never learn, can he? Always trying to fit in with the humans. If our Masters were here, he’d be in some real trouble.”
Jaden, the aforementioned young Padawan, retorts with, “ I don’t understand why he gets so much leniency. He’s no different from you and I. I can’t stand his arrogant mentality. He thinks he can get away with anything, and, still be called a Jedi. If he weren’t the superior, I’d give him a piece of my mind.”
“Haha, you’ve done more than that, Jaden,” a voice says, broadcasted mentally to the mind of the young Jedi.
“It’s not like I won’t be getting’ out ‘any second,’ now. I shall be leaving here, precisely when I desire,” continues this voice.
Jaden, looking ashamed for stepping out of bounds, looks towards the door of the jail, fully expecting BuZz to come walkin’ through the door.
“Don’t you know anything about being Jedi? ‘Chaos, yet harmony.’ Is this not what you have been taught since you were a wee, little lad?” BuZz proclaims, as he approaches, not from the jail doors, but, from behind, through the woods.
“BuZz! What are you doing? Don’t tell me you broke out?” the young woman asks in a very stern voice, clearly upset about BuZz not coming from the jail.
BuZz, still dressed in his orange jumpsuit, walks to the where Jaden and Korr are waiting.
“Now, now. Do I look like someone who could escape this maximum-level stockade? Noo, noo. I just simply walked out the door. The C.O. opened the door for me, and, everything. He even gave me one of those bagged lunches on my way out.”
“I don’t think Master Skywalker would appreciate you using your powers to manipulate the minds of Earth’s peacekeepers, BuZz. In fact, I’m sure he has something to say about it, considering he’s the one who sent us to come and get you from this place,” Jaden, all but screams at BuZz.
“I did no such thing. I simply, ‘suggested’ he let me out early. He had no objections to the thought. I just put it out there, he reeled in the thought,” smirking, BuZz strips himself of the orange jumpsuit.
“Can we go now? I’m ready for a big, ol’, juicy hamburger. Not a Mickey D’s one, though. I think we need some actual, USDA prime beef. Onward to the hangar, gentleJedi.”
“And, another note, Jaden; I suggest you conceal your thoughts better. Especially, if we are on our way to see Master Skywalker. No reason for him to know how much you dislike my presence. Unless, you want one of those four hour lecture slash training exercises. We all know how much you enjoy one-on-ones with the Mastuhs,” BuZz prods Jaden, trying to invoke anger. Not to make him lose it, and, take a step towards the darker side of the Force, but, to point it out, to where Jaden can better it by himself.
“Let’s just go, guys. You two are ridiculous. Always trying to jab at each other to build yourselves up. Why did Luke have to pin me with you two dipsticks,” Korr states as she climbs into the driver seat of the orange, Ford Explorer, starting the engine.
BuZz, with his never-ending sarcasm, claims the front seat exclaiming “shotgun!”
“Now, students, I haven’t traveled all the way here from Yavin IV for some, nonsensical whim. We have multiple reports of Sith, poppin’ up all over your jurisdiction.”
The man speaking to the group, none other than Jedi Master Luke Skywalker; the man who led the Republic to retribution, led the Empire to destruction, and, led the Jedi to a renowned reign of power; looks around the room, making sure he makes eye contact with the few, but, very powerful young Jedi.
A man, dressed in a white T-shirt, and, a pair of yellow, swimming trunks, inquires from the back of the room, “if there are so many reports, how is it that we have not personally made contact with at least a single one?”
Luke, looks around the room, before stopping his gaze on BuZz, knowing that BuZz would have a response for this young man. Before BuZz has the chance, Luke announces, “perhaps, your perceptions skills aren’t as honed as you might’ve thought, Brady.”
Brady, looks down, “perhaps, they are.”
He looks back up, “but, perhaps these Sith, aren’t Sith at all. They could be blips in your system, or, your machines are picking up something else, and, mistaking them for Sith.”
Master Skywalker smiles. He thinks to himself, “ahh, this one. He does have a pretty keen sense.”
“No matter the source of these readings, we need to be on constant lookout for them. They could be hiding where you have checked, where you are about to check, maybe even, where you would not suspect to check. Be wary, but, never overstep your boundaries. This goes for you especially, young BuZz Parker. We all know how you like to show off,” Luke, inwardly smiling to himself, masking his favor for this Jedi.
“Ahh, Master. You always gotta put me on blast,” BuZz laughs. “I have a feeling you’re about to ask me out to dinner.”
A few Jedi laugh, a few glare with jealous menace towards BuZz, and, his apparent favor with all the Masters from this galaxy to the next. For some reason, they all seem to treat him like he’s special, like he’s a chosen one. But, that’s ludicrous.. Isn’t it? The prophecies only foretell of one Chosen One, and, he died, saving the galaxy one last time after his reign of terror. Anakin Skywalker, Luke’s very own father.
“How long have you been able to see the future, BuZz? ‘Cause that is exactly what I was about to do,” Luke remarks as he steps down from the podium.
“You are dismissed. Heed my words, though, Jedi. Times are crazy, for humans and Jedi, alike. We can’t allow our own ambitions to let us step out of our bounds. You know what you have been placed here on Earth, for. Never forget that.”
Master Luke walks to where our young hero was sitting, “BuZz, walk with me, I have a few questions for you.”
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