Prologue - Visions

Have you ever run so fast to the point where you could barely breathe? To the point where your body simply refuses to run anymore, and simply collapses on you because it can no longer support your body? I like to run like that, I especially like to run up the mountain like that. It gets harder to breath the higher you go up. And it feels amazing as your lungs desperately gasp for air, but it's so thin it barely gets enough.

Many people call me sadistic or even suicidal because of my weird thoughts. Those thoughts weren't his…

"Valarie," a feminine voice rang out, and Darth Sidious found himself sitting up in a teenaged girl's room, "time to get up!"

He walked into a bathroom and there he saw a teenager getting ready, she had curly brown hair and was extremely tan, she had a couple tribal markings around her shoulders, and one on her left hip. She was in a tank top, with no bra, and her boy shorts. She had big hazel, almond-shaped eyes and freckles across her small nose and big cheeks.

Darth Sidious felt the force pool around her, she was very strong with the force. She just needed to tap into her abilities. But she was so old, he couldn't train her, and the Rule of Two…

Darth Sidious broke from his meditation and glared at his reflection from the window overlooking the vast rocky planet. He had been seeing this female for quite some time now, he believed her to be on this planet, ever since he and his apprentice came to Earth IV the visions had been coming more frequently, even when he meditated. He was finding the disturbance irritating and even more annoying.

"You called for me, Master."

He didn't need to turn to see that his apprentice was kneeled before him, "There is a girl on this planet, and she's force-sensitive. Find her, and bring her hair."

"Yes, Master," Darth Maul said and turned to leave.

"And Maul," he called back out to his apprentice, making him stop, "bring her back alive."

He felt the confusion in his apprentice, as he didn't say anything for a while. Then finally he said to him, "As you wish, Master."

Valarie walked down the street, she wore a cute black and white stripped dress, that was form fitting because of a thick black waist belt. She had her iPod in one of her dress pockets, headphones in both ears as she walked to school with her black backpack on her bag, and red flats softly tapping on the ground as she walked. Her brown curls were pulled to one side, a few straying from the loose ponytail, which slung over her shoulder to fall into her face.

Her head bobbed lightly as she waited for the "DON'T WALK" sign to change. Though there were no cars coming, it was one of Valarie's pet peeves, a tap came to her shoulder making her jump, as she turned to the source. Her Arkanian friend, Jadamea, her long blonde, white hair was braided over one shoulder, and she wore a dark denim short shorts, that didn't look too slutty on her because of her very tall and slender frame. She wore a light blue plaid shirt with a white undershirt underneath, she smiled kindly at her, wearing ray-bans to cover her white eyes, which she was embarrassed by, but Valarie thought that her eyes were very beautiful, and exotic looking.

Valarie took out her headphones, and threw them over her shoulder, "Hey girlie!"

"Hey V," Jadamae said as they crossed the street, "You look very cute today!"

"Thank you," Valarie said, proud of herself, "You look very lazy today, I'll be honest."

Jada laughed lightly, "I know! I woke up late so I just threw some stuff on. Hey when we get to school, can you French braid my hair, please?"

"Of course," Valarie said and quickly dug in her bag for her wide-toothed comb, "I always come prepared!"

Jada laughed at her friend, "thanks!"

As the day wore on, Darth Maul's patience was slowly dying too. His Master gave him no leads on his search, just that it was a girl. He had been looking through daycares, preschools, elementary schools, and even went as far to check, what looked like, a middle school, but couldn't find the damned force-sensitive girl at all.

He was just about to give up when he felt a tug in the force, close by him. He looked around, and then there, in black, white, and red. Her brown curls bounced behind her as she walked around a café, chatting with customers and getting orders and whatnot. He watched her from across the street as she worked long and late into the night. When she finally did get off, she walked home, all by herself, listening to her device in the pocket of her dress.

Maul watched in amusement as she suddenly started singing, "I can't take it-take-take no more, never felt like-felt like-felt like this before," she then seemed to realize she was singing out loud, and covered her mouth and looked around embarrassed and continued walking home. Her house keys jingled along her neck, attached to a lanyard, and Maul couldn't help but think about how easy this was going to be.

Following behind her from a distance, he watched as it was the perfect set up. Her house was by the beach, so she had to leave the public eye of the sidewalk, and took off her shoes, and held them as she walked along the coarse coast. He waited until she was far along the coast where no one could see him, and then attacked.

See the sunlight, we ain't stoppin', keep on dancing 'til the world ends…Valarie sang the song in her head as she continued to bob her head and walk along the beach, when suddenly a hand wrapped itself along her waist, and another covered her mouth, they quickly yanked out her headphones and she thrashed in her arms in alarm.

"Sleep…" she suddenly heard in her hair, her eyes drooped and sleep suddenly sounded like a good idea. But defiance rose inside her and instead she brought her elbow forward and then smashed it into his stomach and shoved him off, she dropped her shoes and ran for it, but he was on her once more, he grabbed at her backpack, so she flew her arms back so it would fall off, he suddenly flipped over her and landed, she skidded quickly so that her feet slipped, she put her hands down and kept her eyes on him before turning and running back up the coast, the cold water chilling her bare feet, but he had her and pinned and had a hand around her throat.

"H…help," she whispered in an attempt to call out, her feet thrashed around beneath him, but couldn't kick the Sith Lord who sat on her chest with ease, when he felt her mind weaken, he relieved the pressure a little, her fighting mere twitches now.

"Sleep, now," he sent the force-induced suggestion into her now weak and tired mind. She fought for a long moment, glaring at him before her mind finally caved, her body going limb in the sand.

He lifted her body with ease and placed her not-so-gently onto Bloodfin, and then got on in front of her, one hand on her to keep her on, the other drove. He couldn't help but think about how easy that was.

So what you think? I recently started watching Star Wars, and actually just finished it, but when I have an idea in my head, I gotta get it done :) Please review!