So today I have had absolutely NO motivation to do anything half-way productive…except write Star Wars fanficiton! XD Makes total sense, right?

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I DON'T OWN STAR WARS. …but Christmas is coming up in a couple months *wink wink*

(Obiwan Kenobi)

My head was resting face-down on the dashboard when I woke up from the crash. My chair was completely detached from the floor of our now wrecked ship and was now crushing me against the panels in front of me. My right leg stung intensely as I felt warm blood trickle slowly down my shin. The only other injury I could feel was my pounding head.

"Anakin...?" I called groggily. There was no response. My gut immediately knotted up in worry. I unstrapped myself from the chair and stood up, looking for my missing Padawan. His chair was still in its spot, but the man who was supposed to be sitting in it was not. "Anakin? Anakin!" My heart was quickly plummeting in my chest until I heard a low moan from the floor on the opposite side of the ship.

I crawled over chunks of sparking metal to get to the source of the moan. My right knee was screaming it's defiance to any sort of movement, but I hardly noticed it when I saw what I needed to see. There... Anakin was in a heap on the ground. He was covered in shrapnel; his side of the ship had taken the brunt of the crash. His seatbelt had been ripped off his chair by the impact; that caused him to be flung into the side of the ship. The only visible injury I could see underneath everything covering him was a wound on his forehead which knocked him unconscious. He stirred slightly and moaned in pain again.

"Anakin..." I limped as quickly as I could over to him. A huge chunk of the ceiling had fallen on his chest and pinned him to the ground. He wasn't able to move, and I was scared that the ship would explode at any second; I could smell gas. "Relax, this might hurt." I whispered to Anakin. I pulled the large piece of the ship roof off of his chest using the Force and he cried out as the pressure was relieved from his - most likely cracked - ribs. I started to clear off the rest of the small pieces of glass and metal off Anakin when he opened his eyes.

"Thanks for the warning." He smiled weakly at me.

"You're welcome." I replied sarcastically. "How hurt are you?"

"I'm fine." Anakin lied swiftly. He cried out suddenly when my hand lightly brushed against one shard of metal. I looked closer and found that the blood was dripping off the scrap that had imbedded itself deeply into Anakin's side.

"I have to pull this out." I explained.

Anakin nodded grimly and closed his eyes shut. He grimaced as my hand brushed across the metal again.

I gently grasped the edge and yanked as if pulling a bandage off a child's skin.

Anakin tried to suppress his cry through clenched teeth. Sadly, his efforts weren't very successful. My efforts also weren't very successful. The metal shard hadn't come completely out. It was slowly sliding out of his skin and muscle.

"It's not coming out very easily. This is going to hurt…" I told Anakin. Again he nodded, clenched his teeth together and balled his fists.

Again, I pulled on the sharp scrap of metal and it slowly came out. The last couple of millimeters I jerked it out and Anakin screamed.

I tossed the bloody shard away and pressed my hand to Anakin's side to stem blood flow. I tore a long strip off my ripped and charred cloak and wrapped it around the deep gash.

"Can you walk?" I asked, holding out a hand to him. Anakin didn't refuse my help like he normally would under any other circumstances. I slung his arm around my shoulders and helped lead him out of the smoking ship.

After I dragged him out of the ship and stumbled over to a large boulder, I let Anakin rest against it. The second I looked over to where the ship was, it exploded. The shock wave made me stumble against the boulder Anakin was resting on. The place where the ship had been was now covered in flames and melted bits of steel.

"Well, everyone that lives here knows that we're here now." Anakin stated.

"If anyone lives here." I muttered.

"If they do, they certainly don't use the Force…"

Only then did I noticed something really odd about the planet, the Force was very weak. It took a lot of energy to be able to use it for simple things such as meditating. Anakin was right; anyone who lived here couldn't have used the Force.

When I looked back to Anakin, I really realized the full extent of his injuries. He was breathing more heavily than I would have preferred; some of his ribs were most likely bruised or cracked. He bled from a few small, unimportant cuts on his upper body. There was a particularly deep cut above his eyebrow; his crimson blood was trickling freely down his face because of it. But the worst gash was the one on his right side from the shard of metal off of the ship. Part of his tunic was stained red from blood over the wound.

"Oh, Anakin." I whispered. He parted his lips to breathe my name. "I'm right here, Anakin." I assured him.

He cracked his blue eyes to look at him. His eyes were swirling with pain, but his face wasn't showing a single sign of it. "Are you alright?" he asked me quietly.

"I'm much better off than you." I answered truthfully.

He didn't buy my excuse. His eyes drifted down to my bloody leg. "You're bleeding, Master!" He tried to push himself up but his arms collapsed under his own weight.

"I'm fine." I told him.

He somehow managed to get himself into a sitting position and lean against the boulder behind him. "Roll up your pant leg." He ordered me.

"Anakin I-" I started to protest but gave up when I saw the look - well, more like glare - Anakin was giving me.

"Master, you're the one telling me to always take care of myself and to listen to you. Roll your pant leg up or so help me, I will get up and roll it up myself. Your decision."

"You will not be getting up." I told him. "You're in no shape to! Anakin, this is your health we're talking about-"

"And we're not talking about yours?" Anakin interrupted. "You know you're like a father to me, Obiwan, you know that. If anything happened to you…I don't know what I would do. Please…just roll up your pant leg."

I sighed deeply and slowly rolled up my pant leg to reveal my torn up knee. It was black and blue from a large bruise, but the worst part was a gash at the very base of my knee cap where blood oozed out. If you moved it just right, you could see the white of the bones beneath the skin.

"That is not 'nothing,' Master." Anakin pointed out my obvious lie.

"Anakin," I sighed. "Get some sleep...I'll take care of it."

Though Anakin argued for a while longer, his eyelids were drooping from exhaustion. Soon, he was asleep.

(Anakin Skywalker)

Being completely honest, in the morning I felt like crap. My side ached and it felt like a knife was being stabbed in and out of my side with every breath. My forehead was still slick with blood as well as my side.

"So what do we do now?" I asked Obiwan as we still sat by the boulder.

He sighed. "I think trying to find the natives of this planet would be a primary way to go. Then find a way out of here and a way to get back to Coruscant."

"I think any possible natives already know that we're here. That explosion yesterday was certainly big enough to alert practically everything here. I'm sure there's a group of natives somewhere looking for us." I pointed out.

"Well, then I suppose we should go meet them!" Obiwan said cheerily.

"Why is it that you are always so-" I started smugly.

"Don't even finish that sentence." Obiwan grinned as he came over and helped me up.

...

We wandered around the planet for quite a long time. The planet was without a doubt the most boring place I've ever been to. Geonosis didn't even hold a match to this planet; even Tatooine was more exciting than here. It was nothing but rocks and a few bushes. There were no hills, creeks, trees, nothing.

"Can anything really live on this Force-forsaken planet?" I wondered aloud.

Obiwan chuckled as he shifted his grip on my arm that was slung over his shoulders. "I'm not sure, Anakin. Many would ask how you were able to live on Tatooine for nine years."

"Hey, I wonder the same thing, too. So that doesn't count. Besides, at least we know that people – however strange they might be – live there. This hellhole however could be completely uninhabited and we're just wondering to find nothi-" I was cut off by a cry of surprise as we both fell into a large pit. I hit the bottom with my arm under my aching ribs, knocking all breath out of my lungs. As I gasped to regain my breath, Obiwan was busy feeling his ankle to see if it was broken or not. I had heard a sickening crunch as we landed ungracefully on the bottom of the hole.

Once I got my breath back, I looked around the hole. It was deeper than we were tall, it was a square hole, too...it was obviously dug out by someone.

We soon found out who that someone was when multiple dark skinned men surrounded the edges of the pit above us. They were aiming arrows from drawn bows at us. They had feathers behind their ears with cropped black hair. Red designs were painted onto the skin on their arms and bare chests. They wore dark black leather pants and no shoes.

"Drop your weapon, Anakin." Obiwan whispered to me.

I didn't argue. I dropped my lightsaber and took a small step back from it.

The men around the rim put their bows down, but still kept the arrows loosely on the string.

Two of the warriors moved to show a tall man with a long black and white feather sticking out from behind his left ear. He had a long, ugly scar that ran down across his right shoulder like something had tried to rip his shoulder clean off his body.

"Who are you...?" Obiwan whispered; half to himself and half to the man above us.

"I am Rayoshi, the keeper of the Mahoozi realm." The man said in a deep voice. "And you are trespassing on sacred ground."

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! Sorry. It's been a long day :D

So that's the end of chapter one! Well…technically chapter two but chapter one was a prologue sorta thing and so really this would be chapter one and no two but I'm thinking about changing that because that's just too complicated for my tired brain.

…Like I said, long day! I'm really surprised I got this written up. I, sadly, promise that the next update will not be tomorrow. I just had some free-time and motivation to do this today :]

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