I have to be under pressure to work, so this apology will come often: Sorry that it took so long to get this chapter up. I just wrote a short paper on Hemingway, Fitzgerald, and the Lost Generation at one AM this morning, which is the time I woke up. The paper was seven pages long. Yes, that is considered a shorter essay at my school, as the Moby Dick (this is not metaphorical, either. I really do mean the book by Herman Melville) papers run in the range of 15 to 40 pages. For all of those who are in middle school, this is the life that awaits you in AP English in your junior year. Have fun.
Things I dislike when describing Padmé but that I will probably use anyway:
Eyes: Brown orbs, Chocolate orbs, etc. Maybe I will make her eyes a different color. What do you think?
Hair: Chestnut mane. I am sorry, but she is not a horse.
Anakin is Episode III Anakin, because I like the way he looks the best. He looks too much like a wimp in AotC.
Okay, enough with my ranting. On with the story:
A New Future
Chapter Four
A New Foe
"Master, you have not yet told me why we are going to Naboo," pondered the Jedi Padawan Padmé Naberrie. "I hope it is not for a visit to my…parents," she said hesitantly. "I am sure the masters would be very displeased with your taking me without their permission."
"We are not here to visit your parents; we are here on a mission. There is a blockade on Naboo and Master Kenobi and his Padawan Anakin Skywalker need our help."
"Oh, what? Mr. I-Am-The-Chosen-One-So-Bow-Down-To-Me needs help? Of course he needs help," she muttered under her breath.
"I heard that," said Master Aayla Secura.
"Rendezvous at point Oh-Two-Niner-Niner," said Master Kenobi into his head set in the cockpit seat.
"Copy that," replied Padmé.
Switching off his head set, Obi-Wan grinned at Anakin. "Ah, look, your future love approacheth," he said.
"The operative word being future," replied Anakin, sourly. He still did not believe that he would ever fall in love with Padmé, as she had always been mean to him, and he had always wondered why.
"Master, why has Padmé never liked me?" inquired Anakin.
"There is more to Padmé than meets the eye. She was still a young girl when she met you, and the reason for her prejudice against you was taught to her from a very young age, most unintentionally, I might add. You probably did not know that she was from Naboo."
Anakin was shocked, and it was clearly written on his face. How could a girl so cruel be from this lovely planet? From what he had heard about the place, the Naboo were quite welcome to all people of any misfortune.
"Anakin, land in that clearing."
"Yes, Master."
"Oh look, Obi-Wan has already landed and it looks like they are waiting for us," said Aayla Secura.
"Harrumph."
"Stop moping around and feeling sorry for yourself. You are a Jedi; get over it."
"Gnnmmch."
"Well while you are harrumphing taken us down to wear Obi-Wan is signaling. And smile. Look happy to see your future love."
"I thought the Jedi weren't allowed to love."
"They aren't, but you and Anakin are a special case. You are children of prophecy, which only come around once, or in your case twice, in a millennia. The Masters are willing to make an exception for the good of future Jedi."
While her master was talking, Padmé lowered the ramp to greet their fellow Jedi.
When she walked down the ramp, she first smiled and shook Obi-Wan's hand, truly glad to see him. Obi-Wan then stepped aside, and she inwardly gasped at the sight she saw.
There was no denying that she was beautiful, but the cruel things she had said about him when he first came to the Temple lingered in his memory. Ever the gentleman, he stepped forward.
"Good to see you in such good health, Padawan Naberrie," he said, with a plastered smile on his face.
"As with you, Padawan Skywalker," said Padmé with an equally stiff bow.
"It is so nice to see you two finally getting along," said Obi-Wan. Anakin just turned around and glared at him. "Why don't you two go and scout around, see if there are any villages close by; you know the routine. Master Secura and I will be coming up with a plan on how to get to the capital." Then Obi-Wan not so subtly turned around and walked off with Aayla.
Anakin, taking the unwelcome hint, started to walk in the opposite direction. "Come on," he said. "Let's see if we can find a village."
"I sense either humans or humanoids in that direction," said Padmé, pointing a different way as to where they were walking.
"Fine; let's go." 'And let's get this over with quickly,' he thought to himself.
She begrudgingly walked alongside Anakin toward where she had sensed the humanoids. Just then, Anakin held out his hand, into which she ran into.
"Do you hear that?" he asked.
"No. And can you please get your hand off my stomach. I have stopped walking so there is no point in having your hand out there like that." Embarrassed, he quickly put his hand into his robe, and Padmé noticed that he was blushing but she chose not to say anything about it.
She was about to take another step forward when she said, "I hear it."
What she and Anakin heard was something moving through the forest; something large and what sounded very much man made.
Anakin drew his lightsaber, and Padmé followed suit, letting the purple hue of the blade illuminate her face in the shady wood.
"Purple? You must think mighty highly of yourself, having the same color as Master Windu," he said.
"He allowed me to have the same color because he believed that I earned it," she shot back.
Stepping cautiously through the woods, Anakin and Padmé saw what they heard: battle droids. There were maybe twenty-five of them, not so many that they could not handle it themselves, but just enough that they would have to work together.
The pair lined up back to back as the droids were making a circle around them. "Kill the Jedi," said the commanding droid.
Just then, hundreds of shots began to fire and Anakin and Padmé leapt through the air, slicing and dicing the droids. Anakin saw Padmé fall for a split second but then instantly she was back on her feet. He could tell that she was in pain, but she was using the Force to dampen it so that he could not tell how much pain that she was in.
After the fighting had completed and all the droids had been destroyed, Padmé limped over to where Anakin was standing with her hand clutching at her stomach. When she lifted her hands, his eyes widened in shock and Padmé collapsed.
Please Review! And I want to know if you guys want the battle of Naboo in the story, changed from the canon, or something entirely new. Either way would work for me because I would still have to come up with an idea for both.
