Chapter 2: Mission

Shameha stood in the hallway. Waiting. Anakin was busy with Supreme Chancellor Palpetine, again. O, even the thought of that man gave her chills all over. There was something about this man. With his smooth talks. Nice smiles. Anakin was probably blinder than the most blind person ever, for not seeing that! She sighed. He would not believe her, of course. No, Shameha, he would say, Palpatine is good man. Not! She looked around. The guard was still looking at her.
'Do you have any idea how long this will still take?' she asked him.
'Nope,' the guard easily said, 'could take hours.'
'I hope not!' she said.
'You're leaving, right? On a mission I mean,' the guard asked.
'Yes,' she said and sat down on a chair.
'With master Windu, right?' the guard said. Shameha felt some chills coming up. Why was he asking all these things?
'Correct,' she said, looking at the man, 'and Anaking is coming along, with his master.'
'Well, good luck!' he quickly said, probably scared by her intense look. She looked down. Her eyes had only become brighter and lighter with the years. She was afraid that at one point she would have completely white eyes. It also looked like the black lining around her eyes had become darker and bigger. Beside that it also began to look like those eyes from the Mirakulu. Suddenly the door opened and Supreme Chancellor Palpatine and Anakin stepped through the doorway. Shameha stood up, her face showing no emotions. Palpatine's hand lay on Anakin's shoulder. Shameha took a deep breath and stepped to them.
'Supreme Chancellor,' she said with a slight bend, 'Anakin.'
'Shameha,' Palpatine replied, 'good luck with your mission.'
'If we're still aloud to come along,' she said, 'you know master Windu will kill me if we're to late!'
'O, I am truly sorry,' Palpatine said, but Shameha did not buy it, 'if you are late, please tell master Windu that it is my fault.'
'Don't wor-' Anakin began, but Shameha interrupted him.
'We will, good bye, Chancellor,' and she pulled Anakin away to the elevator.

'What was that?' Anakin asked in the elevator. It had been silent since they had stepped in, but he wanted to know.
'I don't know what you're talking about,' Shameha sighed, looking straight to the door.
'The whole thing you just did to Palpatine,' Anakin said. He looked at her, completely turning his whole body to her. Shameha sighed.
'It was nothing,' she could feel that Anakin was getting upset.
'Nothing? Shameha, please,' he said, raising his voice.
'No, Anakin, don't you 'please' me!' she said, turning to him, 'Palpatine is a dangerous man! I can feel it with everything I am! And you just let his smooth words talk right into you! Wake up, Ani! You're to good for that.'
'Where did you ever get the idea-' he yelled.
'Look, I don't want to talk about it, now' Shameha screamed at him, 'we're already late!'
'Shamé,' he said, but the doors of the elevator opened and Shameha walked out. Straight to the aircraft that would take them on their mission.

'You're late Shameha,' master Windu said to them.
'You both are,' Obi-Wan said.
'I'm sorry, master,' Shameha said, 'we had a small delay.'
'Well, let's go,' master Windu said and walked into the craft. Shameha walked right behind him, not even looking at Anakin.
'What happened?' Obi-Wan asked, 'You know Windu was this close to leaving without you.'
'I don't know,' Anakin said, half speaking the truth, 'I really don't know.'
'Well,' Obi-Wan sighed, 'just get it in, please!'

Since they had been in the air Anakin and Shameha had not said a word to each other. While Obi-Wan and master Windu had been talking the entire time, Anakin kept looking at Shameha. She, on her turn, remained with her head towards the window. Peering through the glass, into the never ending field of lights. Nonetheless, she too was watching Anakin. Not straight or really visible. But she just saw him sitting across the table, staring at her. All of the sudden she felt that all her emotions were bubbling up. She hated that. Quickly she stood up.
'Excuse me,' she murmured and walked away.
'Anakin,' Obi-Wan sighed. Master Windu looked sever at him.
'I didn't do anything!' he immediately said.

Shameha found a small hallway in the craft and sat down on the floor. Letting her tears flow down. It was not fair. It made no sense. Everything. Nothing. The whole Jedi thing. Palpatine, that was a person she truly hated. And Anakin. Dear Ani. It just was weir. Everything. Nothing seemed to fit. Like they were never supposed to be friends. No, it was like they never were even supposes to be there at all. She loved him like a brother, but sometimes she could look at him like he was her enemy. She wiped her tears away with her sleeve. Sixteen. She was sixteen. Was this normal for a sixteen year old? Or for a eighteen year old, like Anakin? No, it was not. Anakin was so powerful, she could feel the Force flow through him when she touched him. Still…
'Shameha?' startled she looked up.
'Master Windu,' she said, but she did not have the strength to stand up.
'Are you alright?' he asked.
'I don't know, master,' she said, 'I'm worried.'
'About Anakin?' he asked, and sat down across her. She nodded.
'And about Palpatine.'
'You too?' he said with a small smile.
'You do too?' she asked amazed, 'There is something about that man. It's just… I don't know, maybe…You probably won't understand.'
'Try me, Shameha,' he said with a friendly smile.
'Well,' she thought and choose her words, 'Just like I feel the Force within Anakin, I can feel something in Palpatine. He pretends to be so kind, with his smooth words and all. I don't like that in the first place. But he is so into Anakin, you know?'
'I know,' he nodded, 'and so do master Yoda and Kenobi.'
'I knew I wasn't the only one,' she said, 'But what can we do against it?'
'Nothing,' he sighed, 'at least, not much. It is up to Anakin, to decide what is right and what is wrong.'
'You're right, master,' she said, 'Thank you.'
'You'll be back in a minute?' he said and stood up.
'Yes, master,' she said. Windu walked away, than suddenly appeared to Shameha.
'Master,' she said and stood up, 'what would happen in Anakin and I turn against each other?'
'Please, master,' she insisted when she got no answer, 'I must know.' 'I don't know, Shameha,' he sighed, 'I truly do not. But my senses tell me not much good.'
'That's what I feared,' she said and looked down.

Shameha had already forgotten on which planet they were. It was pretty grey, even though the sky was deep blue, like water. They had received simple orders: protect the senator –what ever his name was again – and bring him save home. But now the rebels were approaching their craft. Still, master Windu had said not to attack until they attacked them. Shameha took a deep breath, she felt that Anakin was getting nervous. She looked at the rebels. Dirty creatures from al around the galaxy. Suddenly a few began to shoot at them. Shameha and Anakin defended by repulsing the shots. Master Windu joined them and told them not to attack, only defend. But the rebels were getting closer and closer. Shameha felt an urge to act.
'Sometimes the best defense is a good offense,' she said and ran forward.
'Shameha!' both Anakin as master Windu yelled. But it was useless, she had to do something. She had almost reached the rebels, when she also heard Obi-Wan yelling at her. But now she was already fighting of the rebels, personally. Slashing, waving, kicking. Everything went in a battle. She moved elegantly as the pierced one and jumped up to kill an other.
Anakin was watching Shameha fight. She was good. She was amazing. She gave him chills. She killed so many with her lightsabers, like they were nothing but snowflakes. He noticed the feared her. She was like a killing machine. Nothing could stop her. All around her lay dead bodies. This was not normal. Nor was it good for her.

-I don't anything of Star Wars, I just like it and want to write my own fanfiction about it-