A/N- Here's the next chapter. Enjoy reading.
Anakin's Destiny: Chapter 4
By: RurouniGirl
Anakin couldn't believe it. What was a city doing underneath an old warehouse? He knew it was being hidden, but hidden from what?
Tigris swept his hand, indicating the whole city. "This is why I need you help."
Anakin looked around, watching the people bustling back and forth. "How can I help?"
Tigris smiled, a look of relief crossing over his face. "Our people are being wiped out. The government is killing them or selling them as slaves. We have no way to stop them. But, we have a prophecy, and we believe that you are the one talked about in the prophecy."
Anakin was slightly confused. "A prophecy? But how do you know that I am the one it's talking about? I mean, it could be anyone. Why me?"
Tigris led him to a building set away from all the others. It looked like a shrine of some kind. Anakin followed him inside. At the front was an altar. A stone slab covered in writing was set in the front of it.
"What does the writing say? I can't read it."
"It's an ancient writing of our people. It says: When our people our in danger and a great army threatens them, a young boy with flaxen hair and blue eyes will appear. He will wield a sword of glowing light and possess great powers. When the time comes, he will appear and save our people."
Anakin was shocked. "My...my dreams."
Tigris was curious. "What dreams?"
"I've been having strange dreams. There's a huge battle and I'm surrounded by soldiers. Then they disappear and I hear a voice. Your voice. You keep saying, 'We need your help. You can help us.'"
Now Tigris looked confused. "You had these dreams? But how?"
Anakin considered. "The force. It allows you to see things in the future. A forewarning."
Tigris nodded in understanding.
Suddenly, Anankin was aware of how late it was. "I have to go. The others will be worried."
Tigris nodded. "I'll show you the way out."
Anakin nodded. "I'll com back tomorrow."
Once outside, Anakin thanked Tigris and headed back toward the hotel.
~*~*~*~*~*
Jacen jumped up as the door opened. He was relieved when Anakin stepped in.
Anakin smiled apologetically. "Sorry I'm so late. I lost track of time."
Luke smiled understandingly. "It's all right."
Anakin sank down on the couch and sighed. 'What a long day.'
"Are you okay?"
He jumped as Jaina put a hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, just a little tired," he answered, yawning.
She smiled and ruffled his hair.
He laughed and then yawned again. "I think I'll get some sleep. See you all in the morning."
"Goodnight," everyone said, as he left the room.
When he was alone in the room, he let out a sigh and settled down in the bed, hoping to get a good nights sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*
Anakin opened his eyes to the all too familiar darkness that surrounded him. But this time it was different. The soldiers were gone. He was completely alone in the darkness.
"Hello."
His voice echoed through the darkness, but no reply came. He turned slowly, trying to find a way out. It felt like the black ness was suffocating him. It was getting harder and harder to breathe and it was extremely warm. He could feel the sweat soaking the back of his shirt and running down his face. He wished he would just wake up.
"Wake Up!" he shouted.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Anakin! Time to get up," Jacen called. When he received no answer, he went to see what was keeping his little brother. "Hey, Anakin!"
When he got no response he reached down to shake him. He was startled to find that Anakin's shirt was soaking wet. He pulled the covers down.
Anakin's entire body was covered in sweat and his breathing was coming in ragged gasps.
"Hey, Anakin. Come on. Wake up."
Jacen shook his younger brother by the shoulders, but got no response.
"Come on, Anakin. Wake up."
~*~*~*~*~*
Anakin turned, looking for the source of the voice.
"Jacen!" he called.
He could hear his brother calling to him, frantically telling him to wake up. He tried to shout Jacen's name again, but he could hardly breathe. He gasped, trying desparately to get air into his lungs. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He had to find a way to wake up. He tried to draw upon the force, but he was too weak.
"Jacen," was all he managed to whisper before blacking out.
Author's Notes: So, what do you think? Good? Bad? Let me know. RurouniGirl
Anakin's Destiny: Chapter 4
By: RurouniGirl
Anakin couldn't believe it. What was a city doing underneath an old warehouse? He knew it was being hidden, but hidden from what?
Tigris swept his hand, indicating the whole city. "This is why I need you help."
Anakin looked around, watching the people bustling back and forth. "How can I help?"
Tigris smiled, a look of relief crossing over his face. "Our people are being wiped out. The government is killing them or selling them as slaves. We have no way to stop them. But, we have a prophecy, and we believe that you are the one talked about in the prophecy."
Anakin was slightly confused. "A prophecy? But how do you know that I am the one it's talking about? I mean, it could be anyone. Why me?"
Tigris led him to a building set away from all the others. It looked like a shrine of some kind. Anakin followed him inside. At the front was an altar. A stone slab covered in writing was set in the front of it.
"What does the writing say? I can't read it."
"It's an ancient writing of our people. It says: When our people our in danger and a great army threatens them, a young boy with flaxen hair and blue eyes will appear. He will wield a sword of glowing light and possess great powers. When the time comes, he will appear and save our people."
Anakin was shocked. "My...my dreams."
Tigris was curious. "What dreams?"
"I've been having strange dreams. There's a huge battle and I'm surrounded by soldiers. Then they disappear and I hear a voice. Your voice. You keep saying, 'We need your help. You can help us.'"
Now Tigris looked confused. "You had these dreams? But how?"
Anakin considered. "The force. It allows you to see things in the future. A forewarning."
Tigris nodded in understanding.
Suddenly, Anankin was aware of how late it was. "I have to go. The others will be worried."
Tigris nodded. "I'll show you the way out."
Anakin nodded. "I'll com back tomorrow."
Once outside, Anakin thanked Tigris and headed back toward the hotel.
~*~*~*~*~*
Jacen jumped up as the door opened. He was relieved when Anakin stepped in.
Anakin smiled apologetically. "Sorry I'm so late. I lost track of time."
Luke smiled understandingly. "It's all right."
Anakin sank down on the couch and sighed. 'What a long day.'
"Are you okay?"
He jumped as Jaina put a hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, just a little tired," he answered, yawning.
She smiled and ruffled his hair.
He laughed and then yawned again. "I think I'll get some sleep. See you all in the morning."
"Goodnight," everyone said, as he left the room.
When he was alone in the room, he let out a sigh and settled down in the bed, hoping to get a good nights sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*
Anakin opened his eyes to the all too familiar darkness that surrounded him. But this time it was different. The soldiers were gone. He was completely alone in the darkness.
"Hello."
His voice echoed through the darkness, but no reply came. He turned slowly, trying to find a way out. It felt like the black ness was suffocating him. It was getting harder and harder to breathe and it was extremely warm. He could feel the sweat soaking the back of his shirt and running down his face. He wished he would just wake up.
"Wake Up!" he shouted.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Anakin! Time to get up," Jacen called. When he received no answer, he went to see what was keeping his little brother. "Hey, Anakin!"
When he got no response he reached down to shake him. He was startled to find that Anakin's shirt was soaking wet. He pulled the covers down.
Anakin's entire body was covered in sweat and his breathing was coming in ragged gasps.
"Hey, Anakin. Come on. Wake up."
Jacen shook his younger brother by the shoulders, but got no response.
"Come on, Anakin. Wake up."
~*~*~*~*~*
Anakin turned, looking for the source of the voice.
"Jacen!" he called.
He could hear his brother calling to him, frantically telling him to wake up. He tried to shout Jacen's name again, but he could hardly breathe. He gasped, trying desparately to get air into his lungs. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He had to find a way to wake up. He tried to draw upon the force, but he was too weak.
"Jacen," was all he managed to whisper before blacking out.
Author's Notes: So, what do you think? Good? Bad? Let me know. RurouniGirl
