A/N: Characters: Mainly OC,
Genre: Drama/Adventure

So, welcome to Book Two of my 'Growing up Jedi' series.

This story follows Sascha Whitestar an OC and his friends (also OCs) as he progresses as a young Padawan in the Jedi Order. You'll see familiar faces pop up, but in general the story revolves around my OC characters.

For those who have read book one, welcome back! There is a short prologue and then the first chapter is also posted for your reading pleasure.

For those who haven't read book one, you might be thinking if this is a story worth reading. Any answer that I would give to that question would of course be hilariously self serving, so I'll let my readers speak for me. Here are some of the reviews of Book 1:

if-inconvenient-come-anyways - But you have literally written something about the length of Harry Potter and the half blood prince and I just...holy shit. Am so impressed. And the story's so good too like I was never bored and I'm so glad you've already got the rest of the books (mostly at least) written out so I know you won't randomly stop writing like I've done (oops) and I love how your characters interact seamlessly with the cannon ones it's like they were there throughout the prequel trilogy like if I looked hard enough I could see Aurine and Sascha and Tyra slashing battle droids in the background.

Specter 13 - Oh my word I loved it! Great chap,great story!

7doom - BEST. CHAPTER. OF ANYTHING. EVER. Amazing, well written...all I can do is give immense thanks for this blessing upon fanfiction.

Rampageblast - Ho-ly Shit. This series is Awesome! I started reading about two months ago and have been really enjoying the series and can't wait for the sequel. Keep up the great work and both Abrams and Lucas ain't got nothin on this! Peace!

Canven - Hi, I don't often review a story so that I find your story so brilliant that I feel compelled to review dispite the perceptual curse of laziness (xD) is just a testament in my eyes to how good a story you have written. The way you have developed a main character that is, both compelling and completely human in his traits, as well as his flaws has me wanting more every episode. Combining that with the detail and thought you've obviously put in for all the other characters you have developed yourself has created a story that has me exited for when you will update next.

So...as you can see I have some rather passionate fans. But I think it speaks to the potential quality of the work. You might not like this story, but give it a shot.

I highly recommend starting with Book one and then catching up with this book. Though if you want to start with book two, I don't think it is impossible to follow the story without reading the first book.

Like my previous story, Book 2 is already completed, so you can expect updates every Wednesday and Sunday for the duration. You don't have to worry about the story suddenly ending or going months between updates.

Anyway, enough of me chatting, lets get to the story!

Prologue - The Jedi Temple, Coruscant, 32 BBY

Jedi Padawan Sascha Whitestar sat motionless in his bed in the Halls of Healing in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. He was in the Halls of Healing for two reasons; the first was that he had been injured on his first mission as a Padawan, where he had received a gruesome wound that had almost cost him the use of his left arm. Now, after a week of bacta treatments and healing meditation, he was almost back to a hundred percent of his capabilities.

The second reason he was in the Halls of Healing was that in the bed beside him was his Master, Jedi Knight Aurine Brynar. The sandy-blonde haired human slept peacefully, her chest rising and falling rhythmically, and it heartened him beyond words just to see her doing that. Aurine had been terribly wounded earlier on in the mission, she'd been so close to death that at one point Sascha had thought that she had actually died. She hadn't though, but she had returned to Coruscant, placed under the watchful eye of the healers at the Halls of Healing.

He had continued on with the mission, which in retrospect, had been the wrong decision. He had been so eager to get out of the Jedi Temple, that he had ignored the obvious – that he should be by his Master's side. He shifted in his bed and purged that particular thought, there was no use in dwelling on the past.

For the moment, Sascha was meditating, something he had been doing a lot of since returning from Kuat, partially because he enjoyed it and partially because he was under strict orders from Jedi Master Vokara Che not to undertake any strenuous activities. Not wanting to cross the famously strict Jedi Healer, Sascha had spent most of the past week doing every type of meditation he could think of, empty meditation, rising meditation, and everything in between. Today, he submerged himself lightly in the Force, using it is a probe of his surroundings.

He could feel his body healing his arm, strengthening muscles that had been damaged by the blaster bolt that had hit him. Sascha spent some time encouraging his body to heal, not only his arm, but also the nasty burn that had scored his midsection, and he was pleased to detect that that particular wound had been almost fully healed.

Turning his focus outward, he let his consciousness linger on the form of his Master, Sascha could feel her various wounds and how her body was knitting itself together. She had been recovering steadily for some time now, and Master Che had said that she'd be waking soon, he intended to be right beside her when that happened.

He turned his focus further outward, feeling the presences of the numerous Jedi within the walls of the hallowed Jedi Temple. A few spoke more clearly to him than most; one was the Miralian Jedi Knight Luminara Unduli, who had been one of the only Jedi that had seen his potential to become a Padawan. Prevented by an old Miralian tradition from taking Sascha as an apprentice herself, she nonetheless had acted as a sort of mentor for him. He credited her a great deal for his successes and his eventual rise to the rank of Padawan. In fact, Sascha viewed her as almost a secondary Master, which was convenient because Aurine and Luminara were good friends.

He could sense that Luminara was still upset at herself for having the mission to Kuat get so close to becoming a disaster. She had begged for his forgiveness privately on the flight back to Coruscant and Sascha had given it freely, in his mind she'd done nothing wrong, sometimes things went wrong in ways no Jedi could predict…and besides everyone had come out fine.

Sascha then focused on the presence that was brightest in his mind, that of his best friend Tyra Harker. He had been friends with Tyra since…well since forever, it seemed. They had been clanmates in Dragon clan an even within their tightknit clan they had a special bond. He had briefly had a crush on her, but he now viewed Tyra like the sister he never had. In the final, climatic, battle on his mission to Kuat, he and Tyra had held off Kuati troopers against impossible odds, the toughest test for their friendship yet.

Sascha couldn't remember much past the point where a stun bolt had grazed him, setting all his nerves on fire in what had been one of the most painful moments of his young life. He'd fought on, apparently, but he remembered none of it. In the end, he had been struck down by the wound that currently incapacitated him, but Tyra fought on heroically, saving both him and the mission. Tyra had been abnormally aloof on the trip back to Coruscant and she hadn't come to visit him while he recovered in the Halls of Healing.

While some would be offended by having their best friend be so aloof when they were needed, Sascha didn't particularly mind. If anything was bothering Tyra, she would tell him. After all, there were no secrets between them. He sent her a small greeting through the Force and received a quick, friendly reply from his best friend.

Yes, Jedi Padawan Sascha Whitestar might currently be wounded, his Master unconscious and recovering, but he was happy. He had battled all his life, being less talented in Force than most, he'd needed to fight and work hard just to keep up with his peers. He'd wondered if he'd ever make the rank of Padawan, whether he'd have to leave the Jedi Order behind. Even after reaching the rank of Padawan, he wondered if he truly belonged, after all, he could hardly compare to his friends Doro, Trigg and Tyra. He had battled and almost died on his first mission, but he'd proved something to everyone and most importantly himself. He'd shown that he belonged, proved that without a shadow of a doubt, he was a worthy Padawan. He was going to be the best Padawan that he could be.

After all, the Force was with him.