Star Wars fic:
Disclaimer: Characters belong to George Lucas, I loved the movies.
Notes: This is based upon an idea which hit me last night whilst I was asleep.
I was on Dagobah, my ship fell from space after being shot by the evil Galactic Empire. I did not know where I was. I had a busted leg and I reached out for a rock and as I did it started to float then I blinked and the rock fell with a hard thunk on the marshy ground. I managed to drag myself up to a tree when a little green creature appeared.
It was holding a stick and hobbling along towards me. "Look at what we have here a stranger." It giggled. I looked at it weirdly as if it were the one that was crazy.
"My ship fell in the water over there after being shot down by the Galactic Empire." I told it. Its façade changed.
"We must hurry now. Hurry, hurry." It started to slowing hobble away and kept repeating the words hurry, it must have wanted me to follow it. I just started to follow it but always holding onto trees to help me maintain my balance.
Trying hard not to fall I kept following. It led me through the mistiness of the planet. Each step I took a squelching noise could be heard beneath my feet. I took in the sight of the planet as I walked through the darkness.
There were weird flying creatures above the trees making strange noises. This was officially creepier than being home on Alderaan. At least there it was clear and I knew where I was going, instead I was Dagobah finding the way by following one of its inhabitants.
"Home." It said as a hut was in the distance. It laughed again. It still hobbled and I managed to catch up with it always holding onto trees for balance. I noticed that the house seemed to be part of some old tree and was surrounded in some of the mist. You could just about make out the light from the carved out windows. "Come, come." It said.
I continued to follow it and came to the hut. The creature had opened the door and left it that way I just stood there pondering why I had landed on this planet. I let out a breath and walked towards through the open door.
I saw the ceiling was just high enough for me to stand at full height; someone taller would have banged their head. "Sit, sit please." It said. I said on the chair by the already burning fire. As I gazed into it I felt a chill go down my spine. I looked back at the creature.
"What's your name?" It asked me. "My name is Alana." I told him. "And yours would be?" I asked it back. "Yoda." It said without any qualms.
"What's a Yoda?" I asked it back. I had never heard of anyone by that name. I continued to look around and then refocused on the creature.
"Not an it but a who." Yoda said. Yoda just looked around. "So then who are you?" I said to the creature. "I was once a Jedi Master, but that has passed." Yoda laughed. "What do you mean?" I asked him, moving to the edge of the chair, forgetting about my leg.
Yoda has begun a story about the Jedi telling me their history, telling me of Darth Vader and the Galactic Empire. "What else happened?" I asked Yoda a few hours later and I was still sitting there.
"There is nothing. Dark side of the force lives and breathes everywhere. There is only one who can stop it." Yoda said.
"Who might that be?" I asked him. "Who could change things for the better?" I gazed into the fire and caught an image in my head. It was of a young man with blonde hair. He was on one of the desert planets, which usually housed farmers. I cut myself out of the fire.
"Control your fear." Yoda said. I fell off the chair and suddenly remembered my busted leg. "Panic you must not, be fine shall you be."
I nodded my head and just closed my eyes in order to calm myself. When I opened them again everything appeared calm but things were still strange. "You have some Jedi traits which are already making them known." Yoda said. This scared me.
"What traits?" I tried to remain calm but it was hard as I said this. Things started to float around me.
"The force is with you just as strongly as it was with others many years ago. You have already made a rock float and you have the foresight. With training you can control them." Yoda said.
"I am not a Jedi, I can't do anything like that." I told Yoda unsurely.
"You are not overconfident and you are a bit old but you can be trained to be strong possibly even be a Jedi master." He told me.
I tried to get up but found I couldn't move. I lifted the leg of my trousers and saw my skin had come apart and there was blood staining my leg. I just put my hand over it in an attempt to stop it from hurting.
Yoda saw and it put his small hand out concentrating as I removed my hand. The wound seemed to be healing without me doing anything. Eventually it was just a scar on my leg.
I attempted to get up and found that this time I could without any fail. "Thank you." I said to Yoda and got back into the seat.
"Will you be going now?" Yoda asked me. I shook my head.
"I have nowhere to go. I don't feel I can go back to Alderaan now. Things I feel will happen and it will change." I said to Yoda. "What should I do?" I asked him.
"Train. You might be able to stop what you feel with training." He spoke. I nodded and decided to go and set up a camp some place. I could probably find my things now as my leg had healed.