3rd Person
The Jedi joined The Clone War, despite their better judgement.
Putting aside the ethics of their involvement, both Knights and Masters struggled to find themselves as they took on new, unfamiliar roles.
Jedi became generals.
...
Padawans became commanders.
...
Padawans... more often than not, children.
Throughout the incessant bombardment of death and destruction, it was easy to lose sight of that.
It was also easy to willfully ignore it...
If even seasoned Jedi Knights found such a turbulent transition discomforting, what about the most vulnerable... the weakest among the order?
Putting aside the already... questionable conditioning Jedi youth experienced as a part of their training, what additional psychological damage would the war brand them with?
Children... born into a bloodbath. Children... given command of an army. Children... frequently witnessing their friends and comrades perish.
As they grew in such a harsh, volatile environment, it became both an arduous task for the budding saplings to find their place in the galaxy.
Each of them struggled for survival, at odds with the elements... sometimes at odds with each other.
But, eventually...
The saplings would have to sprout their leaves.
(y/n) POV
Grievous had begun his assault.
I could tell as much, based on the frantic exchanges I'd heard over our communications network.
Additionally, alarms had started blaring in the corridors outside our post.
After taking a quick peek outside, Barriss had relayed another startling piece of information.
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The Weakest Jedi
FanfictionI'm a Jedi Padawan... oh wait, I'm not. No Master will pick me. I'm the fabled "Weakest Jedi." My connection to the force is so below-average I can barely muster a force-push. My only powers include limited force-sense and basic enhancing of my phy...
