Summary: While Anakin sits thinking about his life his past hunts him and his thought betray that of his actions that had already came to pass. Why has the past come to haunt him once again?
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Note: If you have read any of my other stories this writing format may seem really different compared to my other writings. But I wrote this mainly to get old feelings out. And also the story may seem a little confusing in the beginning but give it a few posts and you will see the story uncurl. And yes please please review! I luv the feedback!!
Whispers of the Shadow~Time and trials wear away at every person until the superficial crumbles, and what remains is a lasting monument of what we have left. As little as it may be~
Part I I know how it wears away on you…
Anakin looked up at the ink filled sky as the soft voice carried on the gentile breeze that ruffled his hair. He leaned up against the cool rock he had been sitting by since the sun left it's warming rays of light behind. The young man had wasted the afternoon in that field, just sitting and thinking.
Thinking of the present. The future that he was so unsure of. The past the haunted him…
It was hard to remember a day when there wasn't any yelling. And eventually there is no point in even trying to remember.
It was all the same. One say, one fight blurring into another. Again and again the same harsh words spat. Same punches thrown. The same old pointless arguments ending up in the same old bitter words. No solution. The same old heartbreak, no matter how much you try to lock it all away.
Eventually the tears just don't fall anymore. No point in shedding them for what rips you apart…
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"Where are you going?" Came a stern voice from behind the Padawan. The boy turned around and stared blankly at his Master.
"Out."
"I do not think so my young apprentice." Obi-Wan crossed his arms, his eyes flaring with brief anger. "You will be staying here for quite awhile."
Anakin smirked at the older man. "You can't make me." He spat coolly. He palmed the door opened and shifted the bag on his shoulder.
A humorous smile danced over the Jedi's face. "Can't I?" With a waved of his hand the door slammed shut.
The Force shivered in anger from the young man at the door. His pale face flushed pink and his teeth gritted at the hard gray-blue stare from his Master.
Anakin turned and pressed his lips together. "What authority do you have over me?" He asked slowly after a minute. "I'm old enough to become a knight and most definitely powerful enough."
"That has nothing to do with your authority Anakin." There was a moment's pause before the Jedi went on. "And what you did last night proves you are not anywhere close to being ready to become a knight You were foolish and irresponsible and you think that after what happened I am going to let you 'go out'?" He smirked. "Not a chance."
"What does last night matter anyway? It's over, in the past." He cut off regretting the words he just said.
Sure the action may have passed, but it's after affects will remain until that mission was closed.
"Think of that for yourself Padawan. You have all night." Obi-Wan turned to leave, but paused when he felt his Padawan block their bond. Turning back around he jumped slightly when the boy snapped. "It is not my problem that you almost killed our top suspect to that murder. And lost the mission at that because of carelessness."
"That was your fault!" He screamed throwing his bag down. "I would not have hurt her if you had not bothered me!"
"It is not my fault you cannot control your emotions Anakin." Came an icy reply.
"You got me mad in the first place."
Cold gray eyes looked over the boy and once again a humorous smile played the man's features. "You should not have gotten angry in the first place.
TBC…
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