Disclaimer: Once again, may I remind you all that I don't own any of these characters or settings, I just like playing in ol' George Lucas's wonderful universe! Author's Note: Hey guys! Well I'm becoming extremely adventurous this Xmas holiday! Not only am I updating my other story "Ultimate Betrayal" regularly for the first time…well EVER, but I'm attempting to start a new story. This one is based a little brainstorm I had earlier today. I was thinking about Episode Three, and that mysterious scar on Anakin's face. I remember reading a set diary somewhere a while back, when someone asked George how Anakin got his scar, and he replied that he had no idea personally (actually that's a lie, he muttered something along the lines of the Chosen One getting it slipping in the bathtub!) and that it would probably be explained by Eu and SW books in the future. It struck me, that although the next film will explain a fair amount of what the Clone Wars were like for the Jedi, it won't really be in much detail. So this is going to be the first of several separate "tales" I have in mind, explaining different aspects of the Wars. This first one does indeed contain my own version of how Anakin gains that lovely little memento on his face, seen clearly in a couple of Episode three photos from Hyperspace etc.

                Enjoy!

Chapter One – Dark Forces at Work

            "Anakin."

            "Anakin! Pay attention!"

            The young padawan was snapped into reality by the rather abrupt tone of his Master. The rain was driving down on the pair, who were sheltering behind one of the Republic's AT walkers. A bitter wind swept past them, chilling them to the bone.

            "I'm sorry Master. I was miles away."

Obi-Wan eyed his apprentice with suspicion. Anakin never apologises as quickly as that.

            "Miles away is no good in our situation my young apprentice. You must focus on the here and now, the Force does not always warn us enough in advance if danger is near – concentrate", he chastised.

            "Sorry, Master", said Anakin, a defeated look on his face.

 His eyes seemed to have lost their usual sparkle and energy over the past few months.

            Obi-Wan smiled fondly at the young man. His apprentice had grown considerably fast over the last two years, his powerful almost intimidating figure now towering over Obi-Wan. The constant demands of war had led Anakin to absentmindedly let his blonde hair grow out. His unkempt slightly curled hair was a constant reminder to Obi-Wan of how much had changed in the last two years. Anakin's mother had died, he had lost his arm and the destructive forces of the Dark Side had begun the biggest full-scale war the Republic, and indeed the Jedi had ever seen. Yet this did not appear to be what was bothering his apprentice.

Uncertain how he would react, he lay a hand on his padawan's shoulder.

            "Don't take yourself so seriously all the time Anakin, you are not expected to be perfect. Hard work and perseverance alone will make you a knight one day Anakin, not your constant quest for perfection."

            "Master, I appreciate your concern, I'm fine, really I am, it's just-

Anakin's speech was cut short as a Seperatist ship flew overhead, allowing several hundred troops to parachute directly onto the two Jedi's patch. Both leapt up, drawing lightsabers, Anakin with more eager anticipation than perhaps necessary.

            "Remember Anakin, concentrate, use the Force", bellowed Obi-Wan sprinting off to meet the enemy troops.

            "But Master –

            "Meet me at our agreed rendezvous point as soon as you've disposed of your half" continued Obi-Wan, oblivious to his padawan's distress. He quickly disappeared into the growing blanket of fog.

            "Die Jedi!" stated a robotic voice, as a droid aimed his gun at the Jedi's head.    Anakin leapt out of the way just in time, cursing himself for being caught so unawares. He then performed a rather elaborate backflip, bringing him level with the droid, slicing him in half with obvious ease. As more droids ran towards him Anakin drew upon the Force, enabling him to anticipate every droid's move before they struck. Brandishing his lightsaber he cut through large sections of the troops within minutes. Turning around he found himself encircled within a group of approximately 50 droids. Calling upon the Force for strength he gestured with his mechanical arm, sending all flying several yards.

            Just then he felt a sharp disturbance within the Force. It cut through him, the pain of the individual making him stumble on his feet.

            "Obi-Wan!" he screamed, fleeing across the field in the direction of his Master.

Note: What do you guys think? Yey or nay? All reviews appreciated! Any suggestions for future "tales" as well!