UNKNOWN
Anakin awakens on an unknown planet after a ship malfunction sent him out of control and gravely injured through hyperspace after a Separatist battle. The Gahnzorans accept him among them while he recovers from his near fatal injuries.
Anakin will have partial memory loss, he will remember enough - he will know that he was in a war, he will know how to use the Force and that he is a Jedi; but will not be able to remember where he came from, he will remember he has friends but not their names - including Padme, he will remember what she looks like, he will know he loves her, will know that he is married to her; but he will not be able to remember her name.
Try to imagine that if you can, being utterly devoted to someone, knowing what they look like, every manerism, every tiny detail - but not their name. It would drive you crazy, so in later chapters, we will deal with a very messed up Anakin as he struggles to remember everything.
GAHNZORANS
_ Dark Skinned.
_ Silver, slender, horns.
_ Claws.
_ Change from corporial or incorporial form at will; when they turn, any injuries are instantly healed.
_ White eyes; large with no iris or pupil.
_ Wings.
_ Incredibly thin, humanoid in appearance.
_ Great Warriors.
_ Highly honourable.
_ All Forcesensative; taught to use it at a young age.
_ Their culture is very similar to the Samurai, valuing similar principles; Rectitude (righteousness), courage, benevolence, respect, honesty, honour and loyalty.
ROYAL FAMILY.
_ King Ashraf Maiestas
_ Prince Fakhir Maiestas
_ Queen Khaliba Maiestas
_ Princess Adiba Maiestas
_ Princess Hadeya Maiestas
GAHNZORAN LANGUAGE
Be still - jetë akoma .
You are safe - Ju jeni të sigurt.
I mean you no harm - Unë do të thotë asnjë të keqe.
I am Prince Fakhir Maiestas - Unë jam Prince Fakhir Maiestas.
You are injured - Ju jeni lënduar.
You have nothing to fear - Ju keni asgjë për të frikës.
Please, be calm - Ju lutem, të qetë.
You must rest - Ju duhet të pushoni.
Can you get up? - A mund të rritet?.
Come with me - Ejani me mua.
Yes - Po.
No - Jo.
How are you? - Si jeni?.
Good - mirë.
Bad - I keq.
I welcome you - Unë ju mirëpresim.
I don't understand - Unë nuk e kuptoj.
Don't move - mos ikni.
I will return - Unë do të kthehem.
GAHNZORA
Rough craggy mountains surrounded by lakes, twisted black trees with slivery-white leaves, smokey violet sky.
PROLOGUE.
Thick black smoke pulmed from his engines as he spiralled downward towards the unfamilliar ground, as he flashed in and out of consciousness he saw flashes of a pale violet sky, two suns, rough rocky mountains and grey-blue lakes.
On the ground below him, luming closer as he careened out of control, were several dark figures_
Pain lanced through him as his ship slammed into the ground, he was thrown from his seat crashing with phenominal force into the glass of the cockpit.
Blurred, dark faces with white eyes crouched over him, rough voices spoke in strange a language as he neared unconsciousness. Hands lifted him genmtly, the pain made him cry out, his strength faded and he sunk into darkness...
x
Several Hours Earlier.
"I'm hit!"
Anakin's call was instantly followed by a curse, "Anakin. What's wrong?" Obi-wan moved his fighter towards Anakin's Y-wing fighter.
Anakin's reply was a frantic curse, "the hyperdive's been acivated, I can't turn it off!"
Obi-wan froze as the battle raged around them, if Anakin didn't deactive the hyperdrive, he could end up anywhere. "Anakin...!"
"There's nothing I can do!" A voice tinged with fear and panic, "I have no control_!"
The fighter suddenly disappeared, and Anakin was cut off. Obi-wan swore, this was bad - very, very bad. "Fall back!" He ordered, swinging his own fighter back towards the Resolute.
x
Present Time.
Gahnzora.
His eyes felt heavy as he forced them open, at first his vision was hazy and unfocused; blinking hard to clear his vision, Anakin hissed in a sharp breath as feeling returned to his body. With the feeling came the pain, stabbing throbs of agony consuming his entire body.
What had happened?
Explosions flashed arouned him, screaming_
His breath quickening with fear Anakin tried to sit up; hands gently - but forcefully - pushed him back down, "jetë akoma."
The voice was a rough, growl; the language unfamiliar, the tone intimidating. Struggling, Anakin tried to dislodge the hands holding him down; a fance loomed above him, dark - almost black - thin with white eyes and horns. Anakin froze, staring at the imposing figure fearfully. "Let me go!"
The hands gently loosened, but didn't fully release him. "jetë akoma," he said again, thin lips pulled into a smile, revealing short, pointed teeth as he slowly lifted his hands away. "Ju jeni lënduar."
Anakin frowned, still afraid of the... He didn't know what he - the creature was obviously male - was, "what are you saying? I don't understand."
The creature shook his head, "Unë nuk e kuptoj." He stepped back, "mos ikni." He walked toward the open doorway, "Unë do të kthehem."
As the strange creature disappeared, Anakin closed his eyes. What had happened to him? Where was he? His memory was fragmented, he remembered fighting in...
A war? He could recall several different locations where he had fought, but couldn't remember the names_
"hello..."
jerking, Anakin looked towards the door.
An older female creature walked into his room, she smiled gently as he stared at her fearfully. "Don't be afraid, we will not harm you."
"Where am I?" Anakin swallowed and winced in pain, "who are you?"
"I am Kahliba," she moved slowly, walking to his bedside, "you are on Gahnzora."
"Gahnzora?" Anakin frowned in confusion, "I've never heard of_" He blinked and shook his head, "how did I get here? What happened to me?"
Kahliba smiled and shook her head, "I do not know what happened to you. Or how you came to be here," she sighed softly, "we saw you coming and rescued you from your ship. But whatever happened before you arrived on Gahnzora," Kahliba shrugged, "we had hoped that you would know."
Anakin closed his eyes, "who was here before?"
"My son, Fakhir." Kahliba's smile was tender as she looked to the door, drawing Anakin's attention to the male's return. "He does not know your language,very few do."
"How do you know my language?" Anakin slowly sat up, his breath hitching in pain.
Kahliba sat in a chair beside his bed, "most languages are known here," glancing at Fakhir, Kahliba shrugged. "Some choose only to learn our own culture," genbtly pushing Anakin back down, Kahliba smiled, "you need to rest..." cocking her head, she smiled again, "what is your name?"
"Anakin," suddenly tired, Anakin's eyes closed, "I'm Anakin."
x
Coruscant.
Obi-wan closed his eyes, no one knew where Anakin had ended up. The tracking beacon in his ship was unable to be found - either he was too far away, or he was_
No, Anakin was not dead. He would know, he would have felt it, surely. Obi-wan took a deep breath, he knew Anakin was out there, somewhere; but he had no idea where his friend had wound up when he had come out of hyperspace, he could be anywhere.
All he knew, was the Anakin was far, far away.
"Can't you find him?"
Padme's voice brought him back to reality, "we don't know where he is Padme." Obi-wan opened his eyes, "his tracking beacon is far out of range. All I can tell is that he is alive," the more he believed it, the more sure he was. "we just..." sighing, he closed his eyes again, "we don't know where he is."
"So you're just giving up?" Padme shook her head, "if he's out there, you have to find him!"
Yes, but how? How could he find someone with no idea where to start? "I'm sorry Padme," so sorry. "But we have absolutely no way of finding him," even Master Yoda had had no luck in finding Anakin.
For now, there was nothing any of them could do.