Anakin POV

The chronometer on my wrist said that I had two minutes to get to the sparing chamber to meet Master Windu for our weekly training session. I was jogging through the temple trying to exude an air of calm as I rushed by people getting strange looks. Depa did not care if I was a few minutes late, but Windu was strict. I got to the chamber with five seconds to spare and I saw that Windu was already there.

"Cutting it close, Skywalker," said Windu when I rushed into the room.

"Forgive me Master," I said, knowing he did not want to hear my excuse that I was picking out paint colors for the twins room with Ashoka and my mom and I lost track of time.

"Are you ready for this, Skywalker?" said Windu while he took off his outer robe.

I grinned. "Are you kidding? This is the one of the best parts of my week."

"Getting your ass handed to you is the best part of your week?" he asked with a straight face.

I took my outer robe off, and called my lightsaber to my hand and activated it. "I am a slow learner," I replied.

Windu chuckled and ignited his purple lightsaber, taking his stance. He took a wide stance, steady like a rock, and he had his saber in his right hand held at the hip level, low. He was waiting for me to attack.

I did not keep him waiting long. Shein form was all about bringing the battle to the opponent, something that I thoroughly enjoyed. I twirled my saber overhead and did a powerful downward cut, coming to slice his midsection. As I suspected, he blocked me, but with amazing speed. Our sabers locked and he spun around to slice knees. I had to think fast to block fast enough, and sparks flew off our sabers as they met. We stepped away from each other, and I started to pace back and forth trying to find some point of weakness.

"Talk Skywalker. What are you thinking?"

"I am trying to get a read on you."

"And I am trying to get a read on you. You are keeping your emotions bottled up. That's not like you."

I lunged, saber raised, striking downward across his body. A smile spread across my lips as I thought I had achieved victory, but then my saber hit air. Collecting myself quickly, I realized that he had sidestepped the blow, and that I was in danger. I stepped back and twisted my body to parry his blow just in time. We locked sabers for a moment, each trying to gain an advantage over another. Finally, we broke loose and stepped back. We began circling each other.

"Talk Skywalker."

"I am concentrating."

"That is not the point of the exercise. The point is for you to feel the light flowing through you. You are not doing that. You are closing yourself off to the Light why?"

That got me angry and I lunged at him. I attacked with all my strength, determined to beat him. However, all my blows were met with effortless perries and blocks, and that only angered me more.

I started yelling, "I am not! I am resisting the Darkside with everything there is in me!"

"Who are you yelling at? I am twelve inches away from you," he said calmly.

"Your making me angry!" I said, raising my saber for another series of blows.

But then a wall of energy forced me backwards. I was forced off my feet and fell onto my back. When I hit the concrete floor, my lightsaber fell out of my hand and all of the air was forced out of me. My mind went realing thinking that something was wrong with my suit and that I was going to die. I tried to breathe to get the air back in my lungs but my suit was not working.

"Skywalker? Skywalker?" came a muffled voice.

I tried shaking my head a few times to get my ears from stop ringing. Suddenly, there was a hand on my shoulder then one on my back pushing me up into a sitting position. Windu, my mind told me, Windu's here.

My vision cleared and I could see that we were still in the sparing chamber. I was sitting down with my legs stretched out and my hands by my side, and Windu was kneeling to my right.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"You were giving into the Dark Side and the best thing I thought to do was to knock you out and let your head clear. How do you feel?"

"Dizzy."

"Yeah. You hit your head pretty hard. Come on, lets go to the healers," he said helping me up.

Walking to the healers ward I thought I was going to vomit, but I kept focusing on my breathing as Windu lead me through the halls of the Temple. We went into one of the empty rooms and activated the medical droid.

"Hello Masters, what seems to be the problem?"

"We were sparring and Skywalker hit his head hard and got knocked out. He needs to be checked for a concussion."

"Alright. How are you feeling, Skywalker?"

"A little dizzy, the light is hurting my eyes, and I am nauseous."

"Can you follow this light with your eyes and keep your head still?" The droids appendage produced a faint yellow light and it moved back and forth slowly. Suddenly the room started to spin.

"If you keep doing that, I am going to get sick."

"Alright, you definitely have a concussion. I can prescribe over the counter Tylenol for your headache, then rest at home for at least the weekend, drink plenty of fluids, then no athletic activity for a week."

"Okay, fine."

"Does he need transportation home?"

"Yes, his flying abilities will be impaired while he is recovering."

I groaned. "You can't be serious."

"Don't whine, Skywalker."

We thanked the droid then walked out of the Halls of Healing. We walked in silence for a while, and I realized Windu was not leading me back to the training rooms. Instead we started walking towards the entrance to the temple. Windu pulled out his comlink and punched in a number.

"Kenobi," he said.

After a minute there came the response, "Kenobi here."

"Skywalker got injured during a sparring session and he can't drive home."

"Where is he?"

"South Entrance."

"I'm on my way."

Windu and I walked in silence through the peaceful temple. The light hurt my eyes and my head pounded, but it was nice just to walk in silence. When we got to the platform, we saw that Obi-Wan was not here yet, so we just stood there for a while.

"How are you feeling?" asked Windu suddenly.

"Fine. Been through a lot worse."

He turned to me and said, "I know you have and you are making a lot of effort to not repeat that mistake. But I don't want you to be afraid of your own shadow. I don't want you to be afraid of anyone. When you are truly one with the force, there is nothing to fear."

Finally, Obi-Wan showed up.

I turned and bowed to Master Windu. "I will see you next week, Master."

"Don't be late, Skywalker."