Date: Mon, 4 Nov 2002 21:00:54 EST
From: THRAWN5678@aol.com
Subject: The Chosen One's Choice Chapter 2

Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction, and thus is not meant to imply
anything about the sexuality of any and all celebrities mentioned. If you
are underage, or if you are offended by such stories, leave now!! Also, all
Star Wars characters and the trademark of Star Wars itself is the property
of George Lucas and Lucasfilms.

Author's Notes: Well, I'll bet you never expected to see the second
installment of this story submitted! It's just as well, because I didn't
expect it either. The story as to why this series wasn't to be continued,
and the story as to why I have continued it are too long to include here, so
if you truly wish to know, simply ask me. If you want to chat with me or
send me e-mail, contact me at THRAWN5678@aol.com.

To read my other two series, go to my website at http://www.squallthrawn.com.

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The Chosen One's Choice
by Squall Thrawn

Previously on Chosen One...

"Thanks for helping me, Anakin," said Sion, keying in his code on the door
panel. "I think I can manage it from here."

"Hey, it's no problem, Sion," said Anakin. The door whooshed open, and Anakin
helped Sion into the room and onto the bed. "Is there anything else you
need?"

"Not really. Maybe a little rest will do me good," said Sion. "Could I ask
one favor, though?"

"Anything, Sion," said Anakin.

"Could you make sure I'm awake by the afternoon gong? I need to meet Master
Windu after the Council meeting is over. You just need to knock on the door;
I should hear that."

"No problem, Sion. You just get plenty of rest. Thanks for taking that bolt
for me," said Anakin.

"I'm sure you would have done the same for me," said Sion shyly, not wanting
to dwell on his actions. He yawned, and Anakin backed away. Sion finally
closed his eyes, and Anakin left the room, glancing back at the peaceful
looking Sion.

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Chapter 2

Sion found himself sitting on a grassy hilltop. He was not aware of how he
had gotten there, but he did not dwell on that insignificant fact. He looked
out at the world around him. He could hear birds chirping from a nearby
tree. The sky was a beautiful blue. The two suns in the sky shined down upon
him as he sat there and stretched out his feelings. He could feel the Force,
as it flowed around and in him. The birds, the tree, everything could be
felt through the Force. Then he felt another person approaching. Using the
Force, Sion could sense the tension, the worry in the person's emotions.

"Sion? Sion!! Where are you?" called the unknown person. Sion knew that he
knew this person, but for some reason he couldn't think of who it was. He
just knew that this person cared for him, and that he reciprocated those
feelings.

Flash.

Sion found himself laying in the Jedi Temple, in the Council Chamber. The
room was a complete mess. In front of him were two Jedi, faced off against
one another. One of them was dark-haired, stood slightly higher than Sion
himself did, and was carrying a red-bladed lightsaber. The other Jedi stood
taller than the dark-haired Jedi. His sandy-colored hair looked slightly
shiny from the the light coming off of the silvery lightsaber in his hand.
Sion couldn't see either of their faces, even though they held lightsabers.

"You will not hurt him, ever," proclaimed Sandy-Hair, gesturing towards Sion
with his lightsaber.

"Hurt him? I would never do that," replied Dark Hair. "I'm protecting him
from the likes of you."

"Your idea of protection is what will hurt him," said Sandy-Hair loudly. He
raised the lightsaber in his hand, getting into a guard position. The other
raised his lightsaber as well, and struck. The two of them dueled with their
lightsabers, with no hint of either having an advantage. Sion instinctly
knew that if one won, he would be safe. But if the other won, a fate worse
than death awaited him. But he was unsure of which one he should cheer on,
as he still did not recognize either of them. All of a sudden, the whole
room began to shake. The two Jedi dueling paid it no heed, as if they did
not notice at all.

"Sion!!! Sion, wake up!!"

Sion blearily opened his eyes. He managed to focus them enough to see the
face of Anakin right in front of him.

"A..Anakin?" asked Sion.

"Yup, it's me," said Anakin cheerfully. "Have a nice snooze?"

"I guess so," said Sion groggily. "I had some weird dreams.."

"Weird dreams?" asked Anakin thoughtfully. "I thought that Jedi didn't have
dreams. We have visions."

"Well, I'm not a Jedi yet," said Sion. "So I'm still allowed to have dreams."
With that, Sion stuck his tongue out at Anakin.

Anakin just shook his head, trying to fight back laughter. Finally awake,
Sion focused his gaze on Anakin. He still couldn't get over how handsome
Anakin was. He looked into Anakin's eyes, mesmerized by the hazel orbs that
looked back at him with concern and just a tad of confusion.

Seeking to break the awkward situation they were in, Anakin gestured to the
table next to Sion's small bed. "I brought you some food. It's from the
cafeteria, but I figured this would be easier than you exerting yourself any
more than you have to."

"Thanks, Anakin," said Sion shyly. 'You idiot!' Sion silently berated
yourself. 'Not only is he not gay, he's probably figured out that you are!!
You've probably ruined what could have been a fabulous friendship!!"

"Sion?" said Anakin, looking at Sion, who was gazing off into space
somewhere in between the food on the table and Anakin.

"...Huh?" said Sion, looking to Anakin. 'Don't mess it up anymore,' he said
to himself. 'Maybe he didn't notice the way you were looking at him.'

"Are you ok?" said Anakin, concerned. After all, that bolt had hit Sion in
the head. Who knew what kind of damage those bolts could do to an unprotected
head?

"Yeah, I'm ok," said Sion, giving Anakin a slight smile. "I was just
thinking."

"What were you thinking about?" asked Anakin, curious as to what was on
Sion's mind which was causing him to act so peculiar.

"Nothing much," said Sion quickly. "How much time before the afternoon gong?"

"You've got enough time to eat all your food, if that's what you're
wondering about," said Anakin, smiling. Then he glanced at the food. "Though
whether that's good news or bad news..." He still wondered about what was on
Sion's mind, but he pushed that thought to the back of his mind.

Sion grinned at that. He momentarily lost his grin when he saw the food. It
was one of the cafeteria's specialities: an unrecognizable pile of brown
glop. Of course, the cafeteria's other specialities consisted of the same
glop in different colors in a vain attempt to disguise the fact that they
served the same glop every day at lunchtime. Fortunately, it was usually
edible. Usually.

Sion sighed. "You'd think that after all this time, they'd find something
that was just as nutritious as this stuff that actually looked decent.."

"Well, you know," said Anakin, "Jedi are supposed to judge things by their
worth, not by their looks."

"Then why do all of the Jedi eat elsewhere?" asked Sion with a smile on his
face. "Unless they're with their Padawan for one reason or another, you never
see a Jedi set foot in that cafeteria." He reluctantly shoveled in a bite of
the glop. Fortunately, it didn't taste that bad this time.

The two continued making fun of the "fine cuisine" being served in the
cafeteria as Sion ate his food. Their talk soon moved to more important
matters, such as their lives and their years training as Jedi. As they
talked, Sion found himself taking a liking to Anakin. Not a romantic one,
but one of friendship. Of course, Sion wouldn't protest to any romantic
relationship that might come up, but he would be content just having Anakin
as a good friend. Sion realized that Anakin wasn't as arrogant as some made
him out to be. He was confident in his abilities, but didn't dwell on them
while talking to Sion. Anakin also spoke of his feelings towards Master
Kenobi. As far as Sion could tell, Anakin was genuinely fond of Master
Kenobi, and saw him as a father figure, much like Sion's feelings towards
Master Windu. However, Anakin was a bit resentful of the fact that Master
Kenobi made much of Anakin's shortcomings. The more he did so, the more
Anakin tried to show off to show his Master that he was capable.

Just then, the afternoon gong sounded.

"Oh no," exclaimed Anakin, jumping up from his chair. "I'm late!! I'm
supposed to meet Master Kenobi in the Archives right now!!"

"It's alright," said Sion. "Just tell Master Kenobi that you were helping
me." He then got up from his bed. He felt momentariliy dizzy, and swayed a
bit. Anakin instinctively put his arms around Sion.

"Are you alright?" asked Anakin, very concerned. "I can tell Master Windu
that you tried to make it to see him..."

"I'll be fine," said Sion with more conviction than he actually felt. He
gently but firmly removed Anakin's arms from around him, and tried to walk
towards the door. However, he hadn't regained his equilibrium after the bolt
from the drone, and Sion took one step to fall towards the floor. Anakin
just barely managed to catch Sion in his arms.

"My hero," said Sion jocularly, trying to hide his embarrassment of the fact
that Anakin had to catch him. Anakin gently brought Sion back to his feet,
but still had a firm grip on Sion.

"Ok, Sion," said Anakin firmly. "You're staying in this room, and that's
final."

"Fine, fine," said Sion. "I guess you're right.. I can't even get out the
door."

"I'll tell Master Windu that you won't be able to meet him. You just stay in
that bed, and I'll be back later to see how you're doing."

"Thanks, Anakin," said Sion gratefully. "I appreciate everything you've done
for me."

"No problems, Sion," said Anakin with a smile. "What are friends for?" With
that, Anakin gave Sion a friendly hug. Sion returned the hug a bit
tentatively, worried that a certain something might crop up that would
indicate to Anakin the fact that Sion felt more for Anakin than what friends
usually did. Fortunately, he wasn't betrayed by his little friend. They both
ended the hug a bit reluctantly. Anakin helped Sion get back on the bed.
"I'll see you later, Sion. May I join you for dinner?"

"Sure," said Sion. "I'll probably be up and around by then, so we'll meet in
the cafeteria. See you later, Anakin." Anakin gave Sion one more smile, then
left the room, the door closing behind him.

"If you only knew, Anakin," Sion mused to himself. No matter. Anakin was a
great friend, and Sion was lucky to have him as a friend. Turning his mind
to other matters, Sion picked up a datapad. Although much of his training
was hands on, some of it was still boring notes and text about different
topics, such as the history of the Jedi, and the history of the Old Republic.
Pulling up the current reading material up on his datapad, he soon became
engrossed in the founding of the Trade Federation and other such commercial
guilds.

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"There you are," said Master Kenobi disapprovingly. Anakin had outdone
himself this time. Obi-Wan had been waiting in the Archives for over half an
hour.

"I'm sorry, Master," said Anakin apologetically. "I had to help Sion out,
and I ended up having to make a detour to the Jedi Council room."

"And how is Sion Jardian?" asked Master Kenobi inquisitively.

"I think that the bolt temporarily threw off his sense of balance, because
he couldn't hardly stand up by himself, and he almost fell flat on his face
when he tried to walk. I informed Master Windu; or rather, I left a message
for Master Windu informing him of Sion's condition, so that he would not
expect Sion in his quarters. He was still meeting with the Jedi Council when
I arrived there."

"Well, I'll forgive you just this one, my young apprentice, since you had a
legitimate reason for it. Next time though, I would appreciate at least a
message from you or something. I don't much appreciate having to wait for
your convenience," said Master Kenobi.

"I'm sorry, Master," said Anakin. "I promised I'll be more considerate in
the future."

"Very well," said Master Kenobi, apparently satisfied with his Padawan
learner's response. "I want you to become accustomed to using the Archives
without the help of the Archivist. I want you to spend the rest of the
afternoon using the resources of the library to research one planet. You
must create a report consisting of a brief summary of the ancient history
and modern history of this planet. Also include a few stories of the works
of any Jedi from that planet, if any. Summarize the planet's medical
programs, and also their law enforcement system. I'll expect this done in
three days time. Meet me here in the Archives precisely at the afternoon
gong on that day. You must also meet me at the fourth gong on both days for
lightsaber practice with Sion Jardian. Other than that, your time is your
own until your report is to be turned in. I suggest that you use most of
that time for your report."

"Yes, Master," said Anakin. 'What planet should I pick?' wondered Anakin. He
knew that his Master would most likely veto Tatooine or Coruscant. Coruscant
was far too easy to research, Tatooine was too familiar to Anakin. His mind
then wandered, as minds are wont to do. His mind drifted to thoughts of Sion.
Anakin felt drawn to Sion, had felt that way since meeting him. His beatiful
green eyes. One could get lost in those eyes. His quirky little smile. His
slight sexy accent. 'Where did he say he was from?' Anakin thought hard,
suddenly eager to find out more about the planet that Sion was from.

"Well, Anakin, which planet are you thinking of?" asked Master Kenobi.

"Corellia!" said Anakin, suddenly remembering.

"That's fine," said Obi-Wan. "Good luck, Anakin. I expect you'll do well."
With that, Master Kenobi turned and left the Archives.

Anakin headed to an empty terminal, and started his research. The historical
research was easy enough. Unfortunately, there was also a lot of it.
Corellia was a bustling planet, and quite important. The medical programs
were also easy to research.

Eventually, Anakin looked at the time on the terminal screen. He was amazed
to see that much time had passed. He quickly pulled out a datacard and
uploaded all the data he had collected onto the datacard, so that he would
have the information at his fingertips when it came time to write the report.
He placed the datacard into his tunic pocket, logged off of the terminal,
and stood up. He walked towards the exit quickly, hoping to catch Sion as he
was going to dinner.

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Sion sat in his bed, reading about the circumstances that had led up to the
Trade Federation's failed blockade of Naboo. He heard the door open, and he
looked up, expecting to see Squall or Anakin walk in. He was amazed to see
Master Windu.

"Sion," said Master Windu, nodding his head. Sion started to get up out of
bed to bow respectfully, but Master Windu waved him back down. "According to
the message Anakin Skywalker left, you're having trouble keeping your
balance. So please, remain in your bed. I needed to discuss something with
you. But first, I thought I heard you discussing Count Dooku at breakfast
this morning. What were you saying?" Master Windu sat down in the chair next
to the bed.

"Well, Master, it's really nothing," said Sion, modestly.

"We won't be able to determine that until I've heard it," said Master Windu
calmly.

"Well, last night, I had a dream. I was sitting on the Jedi Council, having
just investigated the Separatists. Master Yoda asked me what I knew of them,
and I told Master Yoda that I had discovered that Count Dooku was leading
them. Master Yoda said that the Count was his old apprentice. Then I
answered a question from you, about his motives. I didn't know them. Master
Ki-Adi-Mundi complimented me about my abilities, then I woke up."

"Very interesting," said Master Windu, scratching his chin thoughtfully. "I
must say, your dream definitely isn't nothing. In fact, we just discovered,
which is why I was meeting with Master Yoda this morning, that Count Dooku
is indeed leading the Separatists."

"Really?" asked Sion, shocked.

"Yes," replied Mace Windu. "Also, it is a little known fact that Master Yoda
was indeed the Jedi Master of Count Dooku. Only a handful of Jedi even
remember meeting him, thus the chances of you hearing about who Count
Dooku's Master was, is extremely slim. Your dream was indeed true."

"But what about the Jedi Council part? I'm not a part of it. It wasn't
entirely true," protested Sion.

"Your dream foretold the future. The immediate future, to be sure, but the
future nonetheless. Who knows what the distant future holds? I think you
have it in you to be on the Jedi Council. Have you had any more visions that
might have any significance?" asked Master Windu.

"Well, I had a weird dream this afternoon," said Sion, thinking back. "In
the first part, I was sitting on a grassy hilltop, under two suns. I was
sensing the nature around me with the Force, and a voice called me. It was
urgent, and worry-filled. I didn't, and still don't know who it was, but I
instinctively knew that I cared for this person."

"Hmmm.. Doesn't seem too revealing, but one never knows. Go on."

"The second half, I was laying in the Jedi Council Chamber, which was
wrecked. I saw two Jedi, both trying to protect me by defeating the other.
One was taller than me, dark-haired, and carried a red lightsaber. The other
was taller than the first Jedi, was sandy-haired, and carried a silver
lightsaber."

"Did you recognize either of them?" asked Master Windu, intrigued.

"No, Master Windu," said Sion. "Somehow, their faces were cloaked in shadow,
though they both held lightsabers."

"Interesting," said Master Windu. "There are currently no Padawans or Jedi
using red lightsabers, since many associate that color with the Sith. As for
silver lightsabers, they are rare. You have one, as do perhaps 2 or 3 other
students." Mace Windu stood up. "I'll let you investigate who those other
students are, and figure out who the two mysterious Jedi are. If you have
any other visions, please tell me."

"Yes, Master," said Sion.

"I must be going," said Master Windu. "Since you already knew my news, there
isn't much to say. Take care of yourself, Sion. Meet me after the Council
meeting tomorrow."

"Yes, Master," said Sion, nodding his head.

Master Windu opened the door, and walked out. As he left the room, he said
to a person in the hallway, "You can go in now." With that, Squall poked his
head in the door.

"Hey, Sion," said Squall. "You doin' ok?"

"Hey yourself, Squall," said Sion, smiling. "Yeah, I'm doing alright. I'm
having problems keeping my balance, but other than that, I'm feeling good."

"Do you think you'll be able to make it to dinner?" asked Squall. "I hear
we're having bruallki!"

"That's a rarity," said Sion, his mouth starting to water at the thought of
it. "If you can help me to the cafeteria, I should be ok. By the way,
Anakin is interested in joining us for dinner. Is that ok?"

"Why wouldn't that be ok?" asked Squall, just as cheerful as ever.
"Something to remember: powerful friends are always a plus. I mean, look at
me." Squall gestured to himself. "I'm only of middling strength in the Force.
Anakin is the strongest Jedi out there, even stronger than Master Yoda, and
you're like right up there with Master Windu! Lots of powerful friends for
Squallie here!" He laughed.

"You know, you're something else," said Sion, unable to hide his amusement.
"But let's head on over to the cafeteria. After all, it'll probably take us
a while to get over there with me being at less than 100 percent."

"That sounds like a plan," said Squall, nodding. He helped Sion up from bed.
Luckily for Sion, the dizziness was almost gone by now. The room was just
slightly spinning. Squall put Sion's arm over his shoulder so that in case
Sion started falling, Squall could catch him. The pair made their way like
this from Sion's room to the cafeteria. Squall made Sion sit down while he
grabbed their food.

Soon, Squall was back with two trays of food. He set one tray down in front
of Sion, and placed the other in front of the chair across from Sion.

"Smells pretty good, doesn't it?" said Squall, plopping down in the chair
across from Sion. "Looks like even these guys can't create bad food
everyday!"

They had just started eating when Anakin burst in. He headed straight
towards the table where Sion and Squall were sitting.

"Hey, guys," said Anakin. "I was hoping I wasn't too late.. I had to do a
bunch of research on Corellia for Master Kenobi."

"Corellia?" asked Sion, surprised. "That's where I'm from. Why Corellia?"

"I figured there was plenty of material in the archives about it, and I knew
that Master Kenobi wouldn't object to it, like I know he would if I picked
Tattooine or Coruscant," said Anakin quickly. He was reluctant to tell Sion
that he'd picked solely because it was Sion's home planet.

"Well, if you need any help on it, you can ask me," said Sion. "I mean,
you'd think I'd know about my home planet."

"I think I might take you up on that offer, Sion!" said Anakin, smiling.
"When is a good time for you?"

"How about after dinner?" asked Sion. "Because my schedule's only light
tonight because of today's incident."

"That'll be fine!" said Anakin, delighted.

The three spent the rest of the dinner getting to know each other better.
Anakin found himself almost jealous of Squall Antilles. He envied the
closeness between Sion and Squall, and wished his and Sion's relationship
even be half as close. But at the same time, Anakin found it impossible not
to like Squall, as his irrepressible wit and ready grin seemed to be capable
of weathering anything. Also, Anakin could see that Squall was a very loyal
friend of Sion's, and would do anything and everything protect him.

They were still chatting as they walked down the corridors in the living
quarters for all the Padawan learners.

"Listen, guys, I have to finish something for Master Derka, so I'll see you
later," said Squall. He and Sion exchanged brotherly hugs, then he stuck out
his hand to Anakin. "Listen, it was great to finally meet you, Anakin.  I'll
talk to you later, man!" Anakin took Squall's hand and shook it, and Squall
pulled him into a brief hug. He laughed at Anakin's expression and ran off.

"He's probably the friendliest guy I've ever met," said Squall smiling. "He
gives people he's known for ten minutes hugs, and usually gets a kick out of
their expressions. Also, he never walks when he can run. Who knows why he
does what he does?"

"Well, he's a really nice guy," said Anakin, smiling as well. 'If Sion's not
weirded out by another guy giving him a hug like that, maybe I could get
away with it. Wait a minute! What am I thinking?' Anakin shook the thought
off and followed Sion back to his room.

Soon, the two of them were sitting comfortably in Sion's room on his bed.
They were side by side, with their backs against the wall, close enough to
chat, yet not so close so as to be deemed intimate.

It turned out that Sion knew a great deal about Corellian Jedi, since he had
started researching them soon after arriving at the academy. Nejaa Halcyon,
the Jedi who had brought him here, had told him a few stories of famous
Corellian Jedi to help convince him to become one himself. Since then Sion
had been hooked.

Anakin dutifully put down all the names in his datapad, whilst his mind was
elsewhere. His thoughts were still on his earlier thought of trying to give
Sion a hug, and his fascination with the towheaded boy. Anakin looked at
Sion, who was going on about some Corellian Jedi. Any other time, Anakin
would have listened intently to the story, as he shared Sion's fascination
with stories about the Jedi of old. But right now it seemed unimportant. As
Sion continued on, Anakin found himself relying on his impulses rather than
his head, which was his main weakness.

Anakin leaned over towards Sion and kissed him fully on the lips.

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Sorry it took so long, but i suppose its somewhat understandable being as I
wasn't planning on ever continuing the story.. We'll see how often it gets
updated, though, unless there's a ton of people interested in the story..

Squall Thrawn
THRAWN5678@aol.com