This is my attempt at writing a star wars fanfic, for the simple reason
that Miss B might be dissapointed if I don't. Oh, and you big star wars
buffs, please don't be angry with me if something isn't right because after
all this is called fan fiction for a reason. If you have any suggestions or
comments, please put them in your reviews. So, to Miss B and Saavikam,
here goes nothing!
Restless Hopes
Padme Amidala sat outside her far away seaside house that she shared with her husband, Anakin Skywalker, and wondered if she had done the right thing. She knew that she loved him deeply and he loved her back, just as deeply, but she still felt partially responsible for his breaking the Jedi code by marrying her. He had been greatly punished by his master, Obi-wan, for doing so and he wasn't allowed to go on a Jedi mission for another two years. She felt he was becoming a little agitated at this and was actions were beginning to seem rather like that of a large cat cooped up in a very small cage. Of course, he never failed to show her his affection, but it felt like something was missing in their relationship.
As if reading her thoughts, which, although Jedi's can do that easily, Anakin dared not use it on her, he came through the back door and onto the porch where she was sitting, and sat down beside her. "What's wrong, love?" he asked her, tenderly.
"Oh, I don't know," she replied. She looked up at him with a troubled expression, and he stroked her soft face with his fingertips.
"Come now, there must be something. I've never seen your beautiful features look so sad," he said, although he felt he already knew the answer.
"I'm beginning to miss all the excitement of the missions, seeing as I resigned as a senate member to be with you. And you seem troubled, too, lately, what with not being able to go on your mission, either," she said. "I'm starting to think, well, that maybe we did the wrong thing."
"Nonsense," he told her. "You know I'm very happy being with you, and that I will resume my Jedi ways once more, in two years."
"It's just that, well, you seem like a fish out of water lately, anxious to get back into the sea."
"Oh, love," he sighed. "I really hope you don't feel at all responsible for my punishment. After all, it was my choice to get married to you, and it was I who first captured your love."
"You know what?" she said, excitedly. "Let's go somewhere, somewhere far away. Let's go on a mission of our own."
"But you know very well that you're not allowed to leave here right now. It's too dangerous. There are old sentate members who have gone to the dark side since you left the senate. They would stop at nothing to assassinate you."
"Oh, bother them," she said. "No one would have to know we were gone. We could set up holographic projections of ourselves in case suspicions should be aroused. And as for those traitor senators, I'm sure we could take them on. After your experience fighting some of the greatest dark lords, and our escape from those horrible creatures in the arenas that day, I'm sure a few senators would be no match."
Anakin held up his robotic arm. "What about this?" he asked. "I'm no good at fighting with this arm, and seeing as it's my good arm, I'd have to fight one handed, with my bad fighting arm. I know Obi-wan won't help me find someone to help me restore it, or even whether that technology exists yet. And in case you haven't forgotten, Obi-wan has bound most of my Jedi-powers, so it would be useless."
"But I can still fight," Padme stated, stubbornly.
"Yes, I know that, but it's still too risky. Forget it, we're not going." ***************************************************
Well, there you have it. If I get lots of reviews I will make more chapters, So please review!
Restless Hopes
Padme Amidala sat outside her far away seaside house that she shared with her husband, Anakin Skywalker, and wondered if she had done the right thing. She knew that she loved him deeply and he loved her back, just as deeply, but she still felt partially responsible for his breaking the Jedi code by marrying her. He had been greatly punished by his master, Obi-wan, for doing so and he wasn't allowed to go on a Jedi mission for another two years. She felt he was becoming a little agitated at this and was actions were beginning to seem rather like that of a large cat cooped up in a very small cage. Of course, he never failed to show her his affection, but it felt like something was missing in their relationship.
As if reading her thoughts, which, although Jedi's can do that easily, Anakin dared not use it on her, he came through the back door and onto the porch where she was sitting, and sat down beside her. "What's wrong, love?" he asked her, tenderly.
"Oh, I don't know," she replied. She looked up at him with a troubled expression, and he stroked her soft face with his fingertips.
"Come now, there must be something. I've never seen your beautiful features look so sad," he said, although he felt he already knew the answer.
"I'm beginning to miss all the excitement of the missions, seeing as I resigned as a senate member to be with you. And you seem troubled, too, lately, what with not being able to go on your mission, either," she said. "I'm starting to think, well, that maybe we did the wrong thing."
"Nonsense," he told her. "You know I'm very happy being with you, and that I will resume my Jedi ways once more, in two years."
"It's just that, well, you seem like a fish out of water lately, anxious to get back into the sea."
"Oh, love," he sighed. "I really hope you don't feel at all responsible for my punishment. After all, it was my choice to get married to you, and it was I who first captured your love."
"You know what?" she said, excitedly. "Let's go somewhere, somewhere far away. Let's go on a mission of our own."
"But you know very well that you're not allowed to leave here right now. It's too dangerous. There are old sentate members who have gone to the dark side since you left the senate. They would stop at nothing to assassinate you."
"Oh, bother them," she said. "No one would have to know we were gone. We could set up holographic projections of ourselves in case suspicions should be aroused. And as for those traitor senators, I'm sure we could take them on. After your experience fighting some of the greatest dark lords, and our escape from those horrible creatures in the arenas that day, I'm sure a few senators would be no match."
Anakin held up his robotic arm. "What about this?" he asked. "I'm no good at fighting with this arm, and seeing as it's my good arm, I'd have to fight one handed, with my bad fighting arm. I know Obi-wan won't help me find someone to help me restore it, or even whether that technology exists yet. And in case you haven't forgotten, Obi-wan has bound most of my Jedi-powers, so it would be useless."
"But I can still fight," Padme stated, stubbornly.
"Yes, I know that, but it's still too risky. Forget it, we're not going." ***************************************************
Well, there you have it. If I get lots of reviews I will make more chapters, So please review!