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Disclaimer: I don't own Darth Vader…damn, that stings. I don't own Star Wars either. I'm just a lowly fanfic writer with way too much time to think about my fics. The dreamworld portion of my mind gets credit for the inspiration.
If I go crazy, then will you still call me Superman…
The music blared loud from the small headphones, provoking glares from those sitting and standing nearest to the wearer on the bus. TTC wasn't the best way to get around, no matter what the ads said, but the fact that one couldn't drive changed one's opinion quite a bit about public transportation. Sarah Gryph, the wearer of the headphones, leaned against the top of her bag.A 64% average? How could she give me a 64? Honestly, that woman hates every atom in my body. In fact, I think her hate goes down to a sub-atomic level. Ohhh, look at that puppy! It's sooo cute!
Yes, Sarah seemed a very normal 16-year-old.
It looks kinda like the stray Pitten that followed me home, when we lived on Alderaan.
Okay, maybe not so normal.
To the city of Toronto, the country of Canada, hell, even the entire planet Earth, she was just a normal kid. A kid who did so-so in school, had friends like everyone else, and liked most different kinds of music.
Beyond Earth, though, is where things started to get interesting. Of course, Sarah didn't know if she was the only one of her kind who lived on Earth, but she did know that unlike everyone else she knew, Earth wasn't her first home. No one knew this, of course. No one knew that she had been taken to Earth at age 5 to escape the purge of the Jedi. No one knew of her spooky powers and the weird instincts that were pretty regular in her life. She didn't know whether the purge she had escaped was still going on or if it had been defeated by the small number of Jedi who had managed to stay safe. She pushed the "stop request" button and stood by the doors. Stepping out of the bus, she reveled in the cool October sunshine. Whatever was going on back home, she was sure of one thing: she was safe. After all, who would look for a Jedi adept on such a backwards planet?
Kryptonite…
She stopped, shivering. Looking around, it seemed as though nothing had changed, but there was something definitely wrong now. She felt like…like…
Like she was being watched.
She shrugged, rolling her eyes at herself, sauntering down the sidewalk once again.
She missed the man, dressed in the darkest black, who was smiling cruelly at her from the shadows.
"Sarah, telephone!" Sarah's adopted mom called up the stairs. Sarah put down her math book, groaned, and rolled over to grab the phone.
"Hello?"
"Is this Sarah Gryph?"
"Yes, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to hear your voice, Sarah."
"Oookay, well, this is me." Weirdo. Sarah sighed mentally. She really needed to get call display.
"Don't call me a weirdo, Sarah, what would your mother think?" The voice was mocking, now.
Oops, did I say that out loud?
"Sorry. Well, bye.""You sound just like her."
"Who?" Sarah had to admit, even if this guy was a couple innings short of a baseball game, he had peaked her curiousity.
"Your mother, of course. The great Jedi Anna Pauqk."
"The Jedi are fictional, and my mom wasn't one of them." Sarah began to get a little nervous. This guy knew too much. "I gotta go, bye."
She slammed down the phone, cutting off soft laughter. Alright, someone tell me that wasn't the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me.
Trembling ever so slightly, she returned to her math homework.
Sarah slept, trapped in a nightmare.
She saw her mother, Anna, fighting for her life against a tall man in black. Their lightsabers clashed; hers deep purple, his blood red. He laughed in amusement as she screamed and fell from a burn to the arm and stomach.
"Stop it!" Sarah yelled, running towards them, "Leave my mother alone!"
The man turned towards her "I thought you said she wasn't your mother." The voice was the same as the man on the phone. His eyes were shining with an evil light. He began to advance toward her. "Thank you for telling the truth."
"What do you want?" Sarah stumbled backwards, trying to keep the distance between this really creepy guy and her.
"You." The answer was soft and it sent cold chills of fear down her spine.
"What do you want me for, I'm just a kid!"
"You are a Jedi child, and I have orders to exterminate every last one of your kind."
"Run, Sarah!" Anna, from her position on the ground, whispered. "Don't let him get you."
"She has little choice in the matter, my dear Jedi." The man smiled cruelly down at the beaten woman and continued to advance towards the now shaking girl.
"Who are you?" Sarah, nearly paralyzed with terror, managed to force the words past the lump of cold fear in her throat.
The man smiled enigmatically and continued to advance slowly. Sarah backed up a few small steps and swallowed hard.
"If you come quietly, girl, I promise I'll make it quick. You won't feel a thing." The man whispered, a sudden wind ruffling his blond hair.
"Sarah," Anna moaned, trying to rise from the ground.
Sarah jerked as the sound of her mother's voice freed her from the bonds of fear that held her in place. She whipped around and began to run. As she ran, she tried to block out her mother's last cry and the laughter of her killer.
Sarah woke in a cold sweat, clutching her blankets. She buried her face in her pillow and fought the urge to start sobbing over the death of her mother.
It's not real, it's just a dream…
she repeated this like a mantra, but she couldn't convince herself that what she said was true.And she couldn't rid herself of the sound of the man's heartless laughter.
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