Many thoughts circulated through my mind as I laid in my bed, staring up at the ceiling.

Wow, I finally made my decision.

Wait...

OH MY GOSH I MADE MY DECISION!

Immediately, I jolted upwards as a smile quickly spread across my face. Excitement shot through my veins as I started to register what I had just done.

I finally chose a path for myself, a path that I knew my father would be proud of. My future all depended on what I chose, and I knew this was what I truly wanted. What I knew was right.

Though, my smile quickly faded away as I realized that even though it was my decision, it was ultimately the council's choice. Even if I had wanted to stay at the temple and train to become a Jedi, I had to first face the council and inform them of my wishes. If they'd still let me stay here, well, that was another story.

Without hesitation, I quickly got up from my bed, grabbed my keys, put on my shoes, and ran to the door. When I opened the door, the two clones were still stationed on guard, just like they had been for all of the six days.

"Take me to the Jedi Council Chamber," I ordered.

The two clones didn't respond, but instead stared at me. I could tell that their confusion was growing.

"Please," I spoke again, now in a less commanding tone.

"Miss, as of right now, they are preparing for a meeting-"

"Perfect! Let's go," I responded as I cut one of the clone troopers off, my smile reappearing on my face.

The two clones finally nodded and signaled for me to follow them.

As we walked through the temple, I started to get more and more nervous the closer we neared the Jedi Council Chamber. Though, even with the nervousness, I was also feeling a new rush. A rush of excitement. It was like now, I had a new purpose in life. I had something to motivate me, to drive me forward. Before, when I was with the Sith, I tried to do my best. I had to be motivated on missions because, to be honest, I was forced too. If I didn't do my absolute best, there would be consequences. Bad consequences. But now, this new motivation that I felt was completely self-driven.

I never really knew my father, but I now wanted to do everything I could to make him proud. I never knew someone could care about me as much as he did. Maybe if I would've known sooner that someone out there really did love me and truly wanted the best for me, then maybe my life could've been different.

No.

It would've been different.

I know that I can't change what happened in the past, but I can at least try to change what will happen in the future.

Now, for my father, I wanted to succeed. I wanted to change my ways just for him. If I was able to become a Jedi and completely turn my life around, then knowing that he'd be proud would have made it all worth it. So that's why I chose this decision, to stay at the temple and become a Jedi. It was all for him.

As the three of us neared the Jedi Council Chamber, one of the clones told the other clone and I to wait outside while they go in and inform them of my visit. My heart began to race as I started to overthink everything that may go wrong.

What if I say something wrong?

What if I mess up?

What if they haven't forgiven me yet?

What if they never will?

Different scenarios started to play out in my mind as to how this may go. What if it was too late? What if I had already made too much of an impact for them to believe, or even consider, me wanting to change?

Before my thoughts could continue any further, the clone trooper walked out of the Jedi Council Chamber. I bit my tongue as I waited for him to speak.

"They are ready for you, miss."

Kriff.

Okay, this is it.

I took a deep breath in, pushed open the large, grand doors to the chamber, and walked through them alone.

As I walked in, eyes from all sides of the room stared me down. There were twelve Jedi Masters sitting in a circle around them room, and each one of them sat in their own designated chairs.

I noticed some of the Jedi Masters as I walked towards the center of the room. There was Master Yoda, Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, Master Plo Koon, and even Master Mace Windu. I didn't see Anakin anywhere, and I was unfamiliar with the rest of the the Jedi.

Behind me, I noticed the two clone troopers close the doors that led into the room, which gave the council and I some privacy as I prepared to speak.

All of the council member's eyes were fixated on me as they awaited for me to begin.

"Oh- I- um," I stuttered.

I could feel the tension growing as I felt my nervousness creeping to the surface.

No, focus. This is it. You get once chance, that's all.

I took a deep breath in, and restarted.

"Hello. I'm sure you all know who I am. I've definitely made a, well, impression on a lot of you already. I'm here, standing in front of you, because..."

I took a pause so that I could make sure that the next few words I was about to speak were going to come out of my mouth correctly.

"I want to be trained to become a Jedi... Again."

I heard two of the council members take a deep breath, but other than that, no one said anything for a couple of seconds. Every single one of the Jedi Council Members just stared at me as they dissected what I had just said.

Finally, Mace Windu spoke up.

"Why the change of heart? Unless you're just planning on getting another one of your Sith Masters to invade and attack us again?"

Ouch, so he definitely doesn't like me...

"I promise you, I am no longer apart of the Sith. After the events that took place the day that Count Dooku and his troops invaded the temple-"

"Which was because of your doing," Mace Windu retorted as he cut me off.

I bit my tongue as I tried to stay calm.

"Yes, I am aware it was my fault, and I am deeply sorry about that. I don't know, I was just, well..."

"Conflicted," spoke Master Yoda.

"Conflicted she was. Know the right path to follow she did not."

I nodded as Yoda finished his sentence. He was right, after all. My whole life has just been so... complicated.

"Ever since that day, I have just been, alone. I lost fuel a while after I left Coruscant, which is when I decided to land on Dagobah. There, I spent three months alone with myself a my thoughts. I had a lot of time to think about everything, and then after I was brought back here and I saw the hologram-"

"You saw what hologram?" questioned Master Plo Koon.

"Um- the one of my father..."

Gasps filled the room as I quickly realized that I probably should not have said that.

"Did Anakin show you this hologram?" Obi-Wan queried.

I hesitated to answer, not wanting to rat out Anakin. Though, before I had a chance to speak, Yoda came to my rescue.

"Good it was for Anakin to show her. Made up her mind is."

Some of the council members shot their eyes at Yoda as he spoke words that surprised them.

Ki-Adi-Mundi was the first to disagree with Yoda.

"She is a Sith! We cannot let someone like her be allowed to train here!"

"I think it is too risky," agreed Shaak Ti. "We saw what she did the first time she was training here. Who's to say she won't do it again?"

"Being apart of the Sith her choice it was not. Evil she is not. Loud are her thoughts, and clear are her intentions," Yoda stated.

Silence filled the air as some the shocked council members tried to process what Yoda had just said. The tension in the room had grown so thick, it was like you could cut right through it.

Obi-Wan finally broke the silence.

"Y/n, leave the room and wait out by the guards. We will notify you when we have all come to an agreement on this matter."

I nodded and proceeded to walk to the large doors that led out of the room. I saw that the two clones had opened them for me, and I stepped out.

I stood outside the Jedi Council Chamber anxiously for about 12 minutes as I waited for my future to be decided. I was fidgeting with my hair, playing with my thumbs, and moving my feet every so often. It was that bad.

Finally, after what had seemed like decades of waiting, I was called back into the room where my fate awaited me.

It was silent once again as I stepped into the room. I made my way towards the center where I had just stood 12 minutes ago, and I watched as all of the council members' eyes were glued to me.

Obi-Wan started.

"You are past the age of becoming a new Padawan. Though, as a whole, we have all decided to make an exception due to your father's dying wish."

Dying wish? Me becoming a Jedi was my father's dying wish?

"We also acknowledge that you have prior knowledge in combat fighting and lightsaber training, so you will already be far advanced in your training."

The biggest smile that I have had in a while stretched across my face as I realized what had just happened. Yoda finally confirmed what I have been waiting for this entire time.

"Become a Padawan you will not,

but trained again you will be by Master Skywalker.

An easy challenge this is not

but change in your future I see.

A better future for you I see.

Work hard you must

and become a Jedi, you will."