Another start, another life (Anakin Quest) Reboot
Once your life was set. You, like your mother was a slave under the threefold sun of Tatooine. You would work for Watoo the mechanic, and any other master he would sell you too. You dreamed of freedom and you had the skills to perhaps achieve it. Your hands and your brain are quick and building a scanner to know where the bombs implanted in you are set was difficult but not impossible. You thought your life was set. You would work by day and try to gain freedom at night for you remembered that you were meant to be free. That everyone is meant to be free. Things changed though. Jedi Master Qui Gon Jinn happened to meet you and see in you the potential to join the Order, or perhaps something more. He won you in a bet as Watoo had won both you and your mother long ago and you sailed with him the sea of stars to Corusant and Naboo. You thought you would become one of the Jedi Knights under his tutelage Now he is dead, burnt to ashes in the pyre the Jedi made for their brother. A loss marring the victory you helped to achieve by chance.
Your name is Anakin. In the tongue of your people (the slaves because the Hutts, depurs all of them, are not your people), your name means he who will bring the rain and the reckoning of all masters. You are a child of the desert, born of no father, not an unusual situation among the slaves. Your name is Skywalker, Ekkreth in the tongue of your people, the trickster, the shapeshifter, «The Slave who Makes Free». Many are their stories and many are their struggles. In truth, you never did feel very close to your namesake. Ekkreth's way are the tricks and the jokes and subtlety. You don't want to humiliate the masters. In your heart you would kill them, a knowledge born from your toil under Watoo and the realization he was one of the mildest bosses on the planet. Your mother smiled sadly when you told her you would rather be Brightstar and descend over the depurs and their lackeys on wings of flame. She asked you then if you would kill their families too and in your heart you knew you would. Mercy is wasted on the unmerciful and, like when you repair a droid, you would see the problem solved fully and without compromise.
You pace around in one of the Naboo Royal Palace's hallways. Beyond the doors you know Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon's student, is making his report. You don't know what will happen to you. The Jedi did not want you, even if Obi-Wan told you he would leave the Order to train you. Perhaps it would not be so bad. You would stay a time with the Naboo. Their queen is mighty, beautiful and amazing and perfect and staying with her would be nice. You could learn what Watoo didn't teach you and with your skill you will return with Tatooine with a present for your mother, your people, your masters. What's your mother doing anyway? You're sure she is not crying. Slaves learn to not look back and even now you feel guilty disobeying her. You look back and forwards in a way that never ends well. Many returned to chains and death to save parents and friends they should have left behind. Still you look back to the house in the Quarters, to the smell of her cooking, to the sound of her stories. You imagine her future, grey-robed, surrounded by a smattering of children. You imagine her future but not long because, as you do, you feel ice grips your heart.
«In turmoil are you, young Skywalker?» You snap at attention at the sound. You didn't notice the gates opening on Obi-Wan and the small furry creature called Yoda. You don't know how to feel about him. You sense his power. The world sings his presence, calmy but surely, it surrounds you with a warmth different from the sun's radiance. You fear to lay down your barriers, to really accept to be comfortable in this cloud for you know you wouldn't emerge unchanged.
«No Master Yoda. I'm good». Your voice belies your world, shaking with stress and the cold you never escaped since Tatooine.
«Your master I am not your Skywalker. Your owner I am not and no power I have over you or anyone. Master they call me because I mastered myself but a servant of the Force I remain. Elder you can call me, teacher perhaps, old decrepit goblin if you dare.» Obi-Wan's face cracks in an involontary smile ar the tirade. Apparently he thought to call the Grandmaster of the Order that at least once, or heard it. Yoda continues without noticing: «Free you are, free you were, free you always will be. Your masters the true slave they are, chained to greed, desire and hatred, tied to the flesh that will die and not the eternal.»
That's a bit naïve to say the least but you understand the feeling for after all the children of the Mother remember they are meant to be free. You relax a bit while the elder Jedi speaks softly: «A decision we have come to. Young Obi-Wan train you will not.» He rises a paw to still the storm inside you. «Not good for a Knight to take an apprentice so soon it is. Trained in the ways of the Jedi you will be. A true master you will have.»
Master (choose 1)
[] Yoda continues: «Your teacher young Skywalker I will be.» As you look dumbfounded on the old Jedi you can look down you see him smile. It's not the smile of a grandfather but rather the mischievous smile Kister had when plotting a trick. Still you don't see what the little green... You repress a scream as the cane gently hits your leg. «Judging me by my size you were. Size matters not and that you will learn. To at least fake listening to old people you also will learn. Important a skill it is.»
[] The black man who tested you with the rest of the Council pass the door. You straighten yourself when he locks gazes with you. For a moment you fear him but as he feels it his demeanor changes. He smiles and you understand without understanding he is fair as he is stern. « I have heard on what you did to the Trade Federation command ship. Even a trained pilot would have struggled to do so.» As you blush from the compliment he continues. «I am Mace Windu and I will be your teacher.»
[] You shudder as a woman appears where you saw nothing once. Yoda looks at her in mild disapproval, which she ignores with the grace born from long habit. She is young but her hair are white. You wouldn't dream call her motherly in any way but she doesn't seems evil, just hard. You have a very bad feeling about what her teaching style will involve but then she smiles and you have the vision of her kneeling above a plant and gently making it bloom and flower. "I am the Dark Woman," she says with a smile, "and I will be your teacher."
[] An old woman approaches and seeing her, even with formal robes, you are reminded of the Grandmother of your quarter, wise woman and storyteller and survivor. Like with Yoda, a part of you longs to sit by her side and listen. She is old but spry and she smiles at you. « Hello Anakin. My name is Jocasta Nu. I keep the Archives of the Jedi.» So yes she is a Grandmother. «I will be your teacher.» You look at Yoda for a moment and you have the feeling you are not primed for a normal apprenticeship with this one, and you don't know why.
[] A man comes into the room, robed in black and grey. His hair is short and greying and his smile is knowing. You see secrets in this face, shadows without evil. He kneels before you with a smile as summer but you see his eyes spy the corners of the room. "Hello Anakin." he says with the tone of the father you never knew. "I am Tholme the Watchman". You don't understand the term but the same flashes that saved your life on the podracer track whisper spy to your heart. "I will be your teacher."
[] A man enters the room, bowing to Yoda while Obi-Wan reflexively bows to him. He is going gray but not there completely with a short beard and an aristocratic style. On one hand you don't like him very much. He walks like one of the masters confident and self-assured. You think he wouldn't like the stories about Ekreth very much. Still he kneels and looks at you in the eyes and you feel his grief touching yours. : «I am Dooku. I was Qui Gon's master and I will be yours» His tone brooks no refusal but you are more interested in the curved hilt of his lightsaber than anything else.
So some notes to prevent misunderstandings.
If you choose Dooku you butterfly away his fall and apprenticeship under Sidious. He is prideful and cold but he won't be evil
Jocasta doesn't do fiedlwork anymore so most of at least the early stages of your apprenticeship will happen in the Temple itself. It has obvious flaws but also powerful advantages as Jocasta is highly regarded by the people there. Also if you want access to esoteric knowledge it's the only way.
Note: Tatooine Slave Culture (where Ekkreth, comes from) is from Fialleril (feel free to check their Double Agent Vader series)