Clack Clack! My long wooden sword smashed into my brother's and cousin's wooden swords as we battled in our grandparents front yard. My grandpa had made us wooden weapons to play with while at their house and I had chosen a single long and heavy sword. My brother was fast and had 2 shorter swords and my cousin had a sword and shield. I knew it was a dream and that this time was long gone but I still wanted to go back to that time and just have fun. The war had begun during my high school years and we were all conscripted to the military as soon as we graduated. Tearing my eyes away from the younger me I woke up and found myself cuddling the rifle I had grabbed. Looking around I found myself in a medical room with some droids and people busying themselves with work and computers stuff. Sitting up and lying the blaster on my lap I am finally noticed as a nurse or the equivalent walks over and begins looking me over. After a few minutes of checking and questioning me she seems satisfied with pulls out a communicator device and talks into it for a few minutes while tapping at a computer. Around 10 minutes later the 3 Jedi walk in and the nurse hands them some paperwork and Plo Koon stays behind to do something with them as Qui-Gon and Kenobi approach me. I move to get off the bed but as I'm a child I'm nearly 2 feet from the ground so Kenobi noticing this simply plucks me from the bed and sets me down. Now on the ground I bow to the Jedi and thank them for bringing me to the surface and putting me in some sort of medbay to rest. They nodded at my thanks and I finally looked myself over, I was in some kind of gown and my once skeletal left arm was covered with a soft transparent black rubber like sleeve and glove. Plo Koon finally arrived and asked me to follow them to get my stuff as they couldn't get the rifle from my sleeping death grip on it. Nodding to him I am led to another room where multiple chests lay and he points me towards one. Opening it I find my clothes, supplies and double barrel blaster pistol along with more clothes for me as they now knew my previous clothes didn't fit me at all. Turning to ask them to step out I find they had already done so, so I removed the gown and threw on the new clothes. They were like a jedis robes but had buttons and zippers making them better fitted to a child and easier to wear. With the clothes on I found new boots and quickly put them on as they would be much better than cinching the boots to my legs with the laces. Pulling out the rest of my stuff I put on my holster with my pistol and grabbed my old armor, padding and helmet. Putting them on was easy and quick as they had been designed to be highly adjustable and could even fit children like myself if needed. It was all a little big but it was a form of protection and made me more at ease. Grabbing the my cloak I pull it on and clip my fanny pack bag thing around it to tighten it to me. Leaving the old clothes behind I exit the room and meet with the Jedi who and been waiting for me while discussing something. With a gesture to follow we exit the medbay and ultimately the hospital. We boarded a ship and flew to what I recognized as the Jedi temple and I gaze out the window at its splendor as it easily surpasses the buildings near it in magnificence. Landing at the temple on a pad we step off and enter the building as droids and workers move to take care of the ship. I was following the Jedi and mindlessly enjoying the towering sights of the temple as it was enormous as a child. I knew I was probably being brought to the Jedi council to discuss my future as a Jedi. After the death of the leviathan I had some time to think about everything that had happened and the feeling I got before the monster had burst from the ground was probably the force. Qui-Gon and Plo Koon had noticed me moving away from it before it had happened as well as Qui-Gon knowing my midiclorian count had probably caused this. I knew I was near the age where the Jedi took in younglings and that if I had a good enough midi count than they would immediately try to get me in their order. I had already decided to go with the flow and change things when I could. Becoming a Jedi was something I welcomed as it would help me survive and do what I want. Entering an elevator we went very high up and after a few minutes of waiting and gazing out the window the door opened and we stepped out into a small hall. There were doors up and down the hall but one stood out from the rest, not because it was better but because I simply felt it was better in some way. Entering the door I immediately knew why it had felt that way as I was now looking at most of the Jedi council as only 2 were here as holograms. Both Plo Koon and Qui-Gon took seats and Kenobi pushed me to the middle of the chamber and stepped back to the door. As a normal adult this probably would have been cool but I was a child now and the only person near my size was Yoda and I could feel their gazes on me not just physically but through the force as it flowed around us all. "Young one hrm. Greetings, I am Yoda, grand master of the Jedi. Mistrust in us I sense you have, yet trust us still you do." Yoda spoke in his strange way but with more eloquence than I had expected. Bowing to him I say "Greetings master Yoda, I am Sair Ellery and while I do trust and respect the Jedi and you masters that does not remove the fact that I know almost nothing about you accept what masters Koon and Jinn have told me." With a nod Yoda spoke again "Hrrrmm, know why you are here, you do?" I knew I couldn't lie to Yoda so I spoke the truth. "Yes master Yoda, I assume that I'm here to speak with the council about my future and hear your decisions about me as I can deduce that master jinn has kept my midiclorian count unknown to me for this reason." I also didn't care to hide my intelligence from them as it would be annoying to keep it secret. At my answer Mace Windu finally spoke "We wish to discuss you becoming a Jedi youngling and undergoing Jedi training with peers your age." At this I understood that I wouldn't really get the chance to not join, but I didn't care as I had decided earlier that given the chance I would become a Jedi. With that I nodded my head and the council began discussing and arguing about where I would go. They eventually decided I would go to bear clan as it had only had ten students and they thought I would fit in well.(I don't intend to name any as I couldn't really find any specifics and their will be a time skip) After their decision was made Qui-Gon and Kenobi guided me to the room I would stay in till I became a padawan. After that I was entered into the clan and its classes but I didn't recognize any of them which meant they did not become Jedi or died in the clone wars. I didn't bother with them and they quickly realized I was a loner towards them, so they simply left me alone. 9 years quickly passed by through monotonous learning and meditation. I had trained hard in the lightsaber forms and had begun integrating them into my old combat styles. Before I knew it we were on the ship to Ilum for the gathering which was the name of the ceremony and test for initiates to obtain their first kyber crystal and create a lightsaber. A few hours later we had entered the ice cave and were given a speech about the trials and then tossed into the cave. I had read some about the trials and I knew I would need to separate from the group to take my trial. We eventually found ourselves at a junction and I let the force push me in a direction. Following the cave it kept getting darker till suddenly the light was back and I was no longer a child in Star Wars but a USA soldier in a world war. I found myself before the charge out of the bunker and after a few seconds we charged and all got cut down. The memory kept repeating again and again until I grew tired of it and started charging things. The changes I made ultimately didn't change much accept how we got killed. Eventually I began understanding why this was my test, I had to separate myself from my past life. Reaching to the force I called for it and shattered the illusion and found a dark blue kyber crystal right in front of my face in an outcropping of stone I had nearly smacked my head into. Pulling the crystal out I turned and went the way I came leaving behind the one thing I had kept over the years from my past life, my helmet now hanging on the outcropping from the straps. Making it out along with the other padawan we entered the ship and ended up in a room with Huyang and parts for creating a saber. I had already studied how to craft a saber and didn't really pay attention to his speech until he allowed us to start building. I had also read about this and simply let the force guide me in my creation. What I ended up with was a long hilted saber made of silver and brass metals along with a thick bone grip and a guard of durasteel along with the activation button and a dial around the button to adjust the blade length. Activating my saber launched a dark blue blade out that was as long as I was tall. Huyang complimented my trust in the force's guidance and the unique saber. A few hours later and I learned the padawan tests were in a month. Knowing this I worked hard in getting familiar with the saber and integrating it into my style. I had focused on Shii Cho or form 1 and was the best in my clan with it. The longer blade and hilt of my saber made it much more like a claymore than a normal sword. With that in mind I focused on learning Djem So from form 5 and adjusting my personal style to use both forms. In the one month I had I could effectively use my form against multiple opponents or a single opponent but I knew I would need to better learn Soresu as my defense was lacking due to most of my defense being in the heavy offense and sweeping attacks I utilized in my form. Eventually all clans were gathered together and we were told to await the masters. With some time to think I went over my progress and plans along with what had been happened throughout the years I had been here. The invasion and subsequent battle of Naboo had already happened and while I would have liked to save Qui-Gon I simply could do nothing. I had met the young Anakin multiple times and had even sparred with him alongside Obi-Wan. I had studied as much about the force and what one could do with it as I could using what little access to the archives I had. Learning the force abilities want easy but I had gotten some down like healing and enhancement, however things above that like judgement were to power intense for me to use. My plans were to get a good master and get combat experience before the clone wars came, along with gaining some bit of independence. Over the years I had also messed with my left arm a bit, reinforcing it with durasteel skeleton frame and integrated my double barrel blaster pistol into the forearm. After a few minutes of waiting I noticed the masters had finally arrived.
