The jedi apprentice series. Here's an excerp:
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Jedi Apprentice #1
The Rising Force
By Dave Wolverton
Chapter 1
The blade of the lightsaber hissed through the air. Obi-Wan Kenobi could not
see its red gleam through the blindfold pressing on his eyes. He used the Force
to know precisely when to duck.
The searing heat of his opponent’s lightsaber blade slashed overhead, nearly
burning him. The air smelled like lightening.
“Good!” Yoda called from the sidelines of the room. “Let go. Let your feelings
guide you.”
The words of encouragement spurred Obi-Wan on. Because he was tall and strong
for a twelve-year-old, many assumed that he’d have the advantage in battle.
But strength and size counted for nothing where agility and speed were needed.
Nor did they have any effect on the Force that he had not yet mastered.
Obi-Wan listened intently for the sound of his foe’s lightsaber, for his
breathing, for the scrape of a shoe against the floor. Such sounds echoed
loudly in the small, high-ceilinged chamber.
A random jumble of blocks on the floor added another element to the exercise.
He had to use the Force the sense those, too. With such uneven ground, it was
easy to lose his footing.
Behind Obi-Wan, Yoda warned, “Keep your guard up.”
Obi-Wan obediently raised his weapon and rolled to his right as his opponent’s
blade slammed down into the floor beside him. He took a small leap back,
clearing a pile of blocks. Obi-Wan heard the sing of the lightsaber as his foe
attempted a hasty strike motivated by irritation and fatigue. Good.
Seat trickled underneath the blindfold, making his eyes sting. Obi-Wan blocked
it out, along with his please at his opponent’s clumsiness. He could imagine
himself a full Jedi Knight, battling a space pirate . . . a Togorian with fangs
as long as Obi-Wan’s fingers. In his mind, Obi-Wan saw the armored creature
glare at him through eyes that were mere green slits. Its claws could easily
shred a human.
The vision energized him, helped him let go of his fears. In seconds, his every
muscle was tunes to the Force. It moved through him, giving him the agility and
speed that he needed.
Obi-Wan swung his blade up to block the next blow. The attacker’s lightsaber
hummed and whirled down. Obi-Wan leaped high, somersaulting over his attacker’s
head, and thrust his lightsaber down where the Togorian’s heart would be.
“Aargh!” the other student howled in surprised rage as Obi-Wan’s hot blade
struck his neck. If Obi-Wan had been using a Jedi Knight’s lightsaber, it would
have been a killing blow. But apprentices in the Jedi Temple used training
sabers set to low power. The touch of the blade only gave a searing kiss, one
that the healers might need to tend.
“That was a lucky blow!” the wounded apprentice shouted.
Until that moment, Obi-Wan had not known who he was fighting. He’d been led
into the room blindfolded. Now he recognized the voice: Bruck Chun. Like
Obi-Wan, Bruck was one of the oldest apprentices in the Jedi Temple. Like
Obi-Wan, Bruck hoped to be a Jedi Knight.
“Bruck,” Yoda called calmly. “Leave your blindfold on. A Jedi needs not his
eyes to see.”
But Obi-Wan heard the boy’s blindfold slap to the ground. Bruck’s voice was
choked with fury. “You clumsy oaf!”
“Calm yourself, you will!” Yoda warned Bruck in a sharp tone he rarely used.
Every student at the Temple has his or her weaknesses. Obi-Wan knew his own too
well. Everyday, he had to struggle to control his anger and his fear. The
Temple was a test of character as much as skill.
Bruck struggled with his own simmering anger that could quickly ignite into hot
rage. He usually kept it well under control, so that only other initiates
glimpsed it.
Bruck also held grudges. A year ago, Obi-Wan had stumbled in a Temple corridor,
tripping Bruck, who had fallen. It had been an accident, caused by legs and
feet that were growing too fast on both boys, but Bruck felt sure that Obi-Wan
had done it on purpose. Bruck’s dignity was very important to him. The
laughter of the other students had goaded him. He’d called Obi-Wan an oaf then
– Oafy-Wan.
The name had stuck.