Authors Note: Thank you all for reading! I really appreciate it. If you haven't already, please check out my other work, Remnant, which takes place during the clone wars. Thank you for reading.
Anakin quickly walked down the corridors, weaving in and out of jedi masters that were moving at a slower pace. He pulled the other sleeve of his cloak over his arm while turning for the elevator.
"Come on, come on." He muttered under his breath as he pressed the up button. There was a soft ding and the doors opened. Anakin rushed inside and began to press the button to get to the floor that the training rooms were on. They couldn't close fast enough. Anakin thought as the elevator began to move.
"Sorry I'm late, Master." Anakin said as he rushed in the room, and tried to control his breathing so it didn't seem like he ran here at the last second. Obi-Wan turned around to face him, a disapproving look on his face, but humor in his eyes.
He sighed. "Anakin, I know you mean well, but maybe you should consider setting an alarm?"
Anakin sighed and looked down at his boots "I know, Master, it's just that…" he trailed off. He wasn't sure if he should tell Obi-Wan about the dream that he had. He might be chastised for not being able to let go of his home, and his mom. There was also the possibility that he would have him talk to Master Yoda about this. And as much as Anakin thought that being the head of the Jedi Council would be cool, he didn't really like talking to Master Yoda that much.
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow at him, watching as Anakin took more interest in his shoes than continuing the conversation.
"Just what?" Obi-Wan questioned. Anakin looked up, making brief eye contact before looking to his side.
"It's nothing, Master." He said.
His master sighed, know that pressing Anakin was probably not the wisest idea. He had been asking his peers about how he should get Anakin to trust him more, and the thing he kept hearing was 'not to rush him' and 'let him come to you' so, that's what he decided that he was going to do. He grabbed his saber from his belt, ignited it and set it on training mode. Anakin pulled out his lightsaber and did the same.
"Alright, padawan, today we'll be working on your defensive skills." Obi-Wan said while getting into his usually form III stance. He knew that Anakin had begun to have a preference for form V, but he wanted his apprentice to be able to handle himself in any situation, and not let his enemy get the better of him.
Anakin followed suit, getting into a defensive position. His master rushed forward, swinging his blade downward. Anakin blocked and rolled to the side. As they fought, his mind kept lingering back towards the dream he had earlier. He couldn't shake the image of that person standing there, wearing light clothes surrounded by a room of emptiness.
His master's blade smacked against his arm and he jumped back in surprise. Anakin hadn't really been paying any attention to his training, and sighed.
"Pay attention, padawan." Obi-Wan said in a stern voice. Anakin took a deep breath.
"Yes, Master." Anakin said while exhaling. He raised his blade, ready to try again.
"Anakin!" Obi-Wan exclaimed as his apprentice flew backwards and hit the ground hard. That was the third time that he was able to land a hit on him with much more ease than usual. Although Anakin was still young, he was a gifted swordsman, surpassing many of his peers already.
Anakin groaned and rolled over. He knew he should have been paying more attention, but he also wasn't expecting his master to hit him with such a hard blow. He winced as he got up, his right arm wrapped around his side.
"Anakin, are you alright?" His master asked him as he quickly walked over.
"Yes." He responded while trying to stand up straight. His side was sore- but it wasn't anything that he couldn't handle.
"Padawan." Obi-Wan said while placing a hand on Anakin's shoulder. "I know that there is something on your mind. You've been distracted for this entire training session."
Anakin flinched slightly and looked down. "I know, I know, it's just that…" he trailed off, not wanting to tell Master Kenobi about his dream, and get him all worked up.
"Just what?" He asked again.
"It's nothing." Anakin said while shrugging.
Obi-Wan backed up and crossed his arms over his chest. "You have class soon. We'll talk about this once you're done with your coursework for the day."
"Yes Master." Anakin said.
"And please be on time, Anakin." Obi-Wan said
"Yes Master" Anakin said while rolling his eyes and making his way back to the elevator.
While he took the elevator to the level his classes were on, other padawans around his age began to join him in the elevator. They were all chatting with each other, but none of them talked to him. None of them really even looked at him. Some did, but they quickly averted their eyes one he noticed that someone was staring at him again. Anakin sighed. 'Is there something wrong with me?' He wondered as they all stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hallway towards their classrooms.
Anakin sat in the back of the room, blocking out the lecture on galactic history and instead using the time to think about the figure in the room. He closed his eyes, and saw them standing before him, the ends of his robes floating on top and rippling with the water.
A hearty laugh echoed around the room. "Shouldn't you be paying attention?" The figured asked. Anakin quickly opened his eyes and sat straight up, a blush creeping across his face. He looked around, and it seemed like no one had noticed that anything was wrong. Anakin's shoulders slumped back down, and he tried his best to remain calm and quiet. Judging by the pitch of the laugh and the voice, he guessed that the voice was a male, and probably a human. The accent that he spoke with also felt very familiar. It didn't sound anything like the Coruscanti accents he had been hearing all around ever since he left Tatooine.
As Anakin continued to think about who this person was, he hardly noticed that his class was over. Quickly packing up his data pad, Anakin began to make his way to the library. The man from his dreams looked like a jedi, which means that he should be able to find his records in the libraries data base.