Thank you reviewers! You are motivating me to write more, which means more
chapters are coming and hopefully and ending to this really long day.
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In the darkness of his room, Anakin sat quietly and attuned himself to the force. He wanted to clear his mind because all he had been thinking about was Padme, and that wasn't a good thing. Or so his Master had explained to him. He had been hoping to find the calmness and serenity that he usually did, instead there was a great disturbance.
Many Jedi were bothered at the moment, and he sensed that it had something to do with a friend. More than a friend, he was his father figure, Obi- wan. There were pleas for understanding, but mostly they were trying to tranquil their thoughts and attempting to forget. Of course he shouldn't have been able to sense all of this, for the Jedi who were troubled were his masters.
The strongest and wisest of all Jedi.
Nevertheless, there he was listening to their thoughts, which were all a jumble, and trying to make sense of what was happening. But Anakin could not, and it frustrated him.
At his age he was the most accomplished and far stronger than anyone had anticipated. That made him happy because he knew he was better than the rest, it was intoxicating to know he was superior than his peers. Just the thought of being that made Anakin grin, but then he sense Obi-wan drawing near.
He was not alone, accompanied by a woman and a little girl. He knew who they were, and why they had come with him. They were coming to tell Anakin the truth. He wasn't stupid, he knew the truth, and he had figured it out long ago.
Why didn't he tell me himself? There could be so many explanations, but he didn't want to hear them, not now.
It hurt too much, he had just found out that his Master had kept the identity of his daughter a secret. Never had he mentioned anything between Sabe and himself, not ever had he told him there was a child. Obi-wan's child.
Anakin's eyes popped open, expecting the blinding light of the room. But it was pitch black, and he laughed because he had forgotten.
Knowing that the little family was heading here, he stood and stretched, shaking off any signs of exhaustion. Anakin sighed quietly and slowly circled the area nearest his chair, which he considered the sitting area. Wondering how he would act as Obi-wan told him his secret, if he had the courage to.
Realizing it would appear odd that the room was dark when they entered, he made the decision to turn on the light. Anakin reached through the force and commanded the energy to turn the lights on by the control panel. Much like a hand controlled by his mind, acting his will as he directed. The same way he would use his mind to make objects hover in the air. Scarcely did he ever do this, for Obi-wan had instructed that he not. It was misuse of the Force.
Smiling to himself in satisfaction he returned to his seat and waited. It would not be long for they were only around the corner.
Of course, the few minutes seemed like forever. Anakin did not like waiting but there was nothing else to do. He did not want to lose himself again in his thoughts of Padme because, he wanted to be as alert as possible when they arrived, which was now.
A familiar swoosh was heard as the door opened to reveal the predicted Obi- wan Kenobi, followed by his family. He had expected that, but he had not expected little Arsinoe to break free of the small group and rush toward him.
She jumped on him and wrapped her arms around. He tried to remain serious, but her laughing was hard to ignore and soon he had caught the infectious laughter. He felt a smile sneak across his face, but he looked up at Obi- wan and it disappeared.
Anakin nudged the girl and she let go of him, then Sabe stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder. "Come here Arsinoe, let Anakin breathe." This caused Arsinoe to frown and she shook her head at Anakin, then she turned and fallowed her mother.
Obi-wan had been standing in the same spot as before and it looked as if he would remain there. "How are you Anakin?" was his choice of words, but how was Anakin to respond? Would he appear innocent, or act as he felt; angry. "Sabe, please sit in that chair with Arsinoe. It will be more comfortable." Obi-wan said instead of waiting for an answer from Anakin. Then there was silence, except for the light footsteps of the two as they made their way to the only other chair in the room. Anakin watched Sabe's movements, they were rigid and tense. She was worried about something, but he knew what it was.
"I'm fine Master." He said after they were settled, it would have been rude to not reply. No matter how mad he was, etiquette had been drilled into his head since day one and wouldn't be forgotten anytime soon. Anakin looked at Obi-wan expectantly, "Is something the matter?" he said innocently.
Still no reply. He waited patiently, trying to appear naive in the process. His Master didn't seem to notice the act, he was too preoccupied.
Anakin could not remember a time when Obi-wan had ever kept a secret from him. They had always been close, almost like father and son, but he did not know why Obi-wan was acting this way. It wasn't in his character to hide serious matters, especially to hide a love affair and a child. It seemed surreal and just plain odd to be acting this way.
"Anakin, there is only one way to say this, blunt and to the point." He paused once again, but not for long. "You've already met Sabe and Arsinoe, but I'm not sure you really know who they are." He stopped and gazed at the two seated on the chair, then he looked at Anakin for some sort of reaction.
"What do you mean Master?" he said calmly and uncaring, not bothering with the act any longer. Obi-wan's eyes narrowed and focused in on Anakin's, this was not the answer he was expecting.
"Anakin, seven years ago, during the blockade, Sabe and I were more than just friends. We got to know each other and defying Jedi rules, I fell in love with her." The room grew still, "then Arsinoe was born. She is my daughter"
He didn't think it would have made much of a difference, but when Anakin heard those words his mind began racing. A little part of him didn't believe that it was true, and this confession really hit hard.
"Anakin, there is more." Rarely did he call Anakin by his name, but more by his formal title of Padawan and it was really strange.
"How can there be more? What else happened." He demanded, rather than question. The thought of more bad news was unbearable.
"After I met with Sabe and Arsinoe, we decided to tell the Council the story."
"Wait, the Council didn't know about this?" Anakin interrupted.
"Anakin, I didn't know about Arsinoe's existence until today! Sabe and I lost contact after my going away and she didn't have the chance to tell me until today. It is a huge shock to me as well." Anakin stood and turned his back to Obi-wan, then began pacing silently. Thoughts were running through his head and he couldn't believe it.
"What's going to happen to you?" he responded quietly.
"When we told the Council, they asked us to leave the room until they came to a decision." Anakin looked at Obi-wan quickly and closed his eyes. "Before they could sentence me, I.I told them I was leaving the Order."
"You what? Why did you tell them that! What was their decision?" Anakin's breath had quickened and suddenly he could stand no more. He sat himself in his chair and rubbed his temples. "Why." he mumbled to himself.
"I know it's hard to understand, but this is what I think is best for everyone." Anakin shook his head in disbelief, "Either I would've left, they would've asked me to go if I didn't myself."
"What is going to happen to me, Master?" This was the first time he had thought about himself. Where would he go, what would happen to him?
Obi-wan frowned and turned his head. "I'm not certain; they have not given me a definite answer."
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In the darkness of his room, Anakin sat quietly and attuned himself to the force. He wanted to clear his mind because all he had been thinking about was Padme, and that wasn't a good thing. Or so his Master had explained to him. He had been hoping to find the calmness and serenity that he usually did, instead there was a great disturbance.
Many Jedi were bothered at the moment, and he sensed that it had something to do with a friend. More than a friend, he was his father figure, Obi- wan. There were pleas for understanding, but mostly they were trying to tranquil their thoughts and attempting to forget. Of course he shouldn't have been able to sense all of this, for the Jedi who were troubled were his masters.
The strongest and wisest of all Jedi.
Nevertheless, there he was listening to their thoughts, which were all a jumble, and trying to make sense of what was happening. But Anakin could not, and it frustrated him.
At his age he was the most accomplished and far stronger than anyone had anticipated. That made him happy because he knew he was better than the rest, it was intoxicating to know he was superior than his peers. Just the thought of being that made Anakin grin, but then he sense Obi-wan drawing near.
He was not alone, accompanied by a woman and a little girl. He knew who they were, and why they had come with him. They were coming to tell Anakin the truth. He wasn't stupid, he knew the truth, and he had figured it out long ago.
Why didn't he tell me himself? There could be so many explanations, but he didn't want to hear them, not now.
It hurt too much, he had just found out that his Master had kept the identity of his daughter a secret. Never had he mentioned anything between Sabe and himself, not ever had he told him there was a child. Obi-wan's child.
Anakin's eyes popped open, expecting the blinding light of the room. But it was pitch black, and he laughed because he had forgotten.
Knowing that the little family was heading here, he stood and stretched, shaking off any signs of exhaustion. Anakin sighed quietly and slowly circled the area nearest his chair, which he considered the sitting area. Wondering how he would act as Obi-wan told him his secret, if he had the courage to.
Realizing it would appear odd that the room was dark when they entered, he made the decision to turn on the light. Anakin reached through the force and commanded the energy to turn the lights on by the control panel. Much like a hand controlled by his mind, acting his will as he directed. The same way he would use his mind to make objects hover in the air. Scarcely did he ever do this, for Obi-wan had instructed that he not. It was misuse of the Force.
Smiling to himself in satisfaction he returned to his seat and waited. It would not be long for they were only around the corner.
Of course, the few minutes seemed like forever. Anakin did not like waiting but there was nothing else to do. He did not want to lose himself again in his thoughts of Padme because, he wanted to be as alert as possible when they arrived, which was now.
A familiar swoosh was heard as the door opened to reveal the predicted Obi- wan Kenobi, followed by his family. He had expected that, but he had not expected little Arsinoe to break free of the small group and rush toward him.
She jumped on him and wrapped her arms around. He tried to remain serious, but her laughing was hard to ignore and soon he had caught the infectious laughter. He felt a smile sneak across his face, but he looked up at Obi- wan and it disappeared.
Anakin nudged the girl and she let go of him, then Sabe stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder. "Come here Arsinoe, let Anakin breathe." This caused Arsinoe to frown and she shook her head at Anakin, then she turned and fallowed her mother.
Obi-wan had been standing in the same spot as before and it looked as if he would remain there. "How are you Anakin?" was his choice of words, but how was Anakin to respond? Would he appear innocent, or act as he felt; angry. "Sabe, please sit in that chair with Arsinoe. It will be more comfortable." Obi-wan said instead of waiting for an answer from Anakin. Then there was silence, except for the light footsteps of the two as they made their way to the only other chair in the room. Anakin watched Sabe's movements, they were rigid and tense. She was worried about something, but he knew what it was.
"I'm fine Master." He said after they were settled, it would have been rude to not reply. No matter how mad he was, etiquette had been drilled into his head since day one and wouldn't be forgotten anytime soon. Anakin looked at Obi-wan expectantly, "Is something the matter?" he said innocently.
Still no reply. He waited patiently, trying to appear naive in the process. His Master didn't seem to notice the act, he was too preoccupied.
Anakin could not remember a time when Obi-wan had ever kept a secret from him. They had always been close, almost like father and son, but he did not know why Obi-wan was acting this way. It wasn't in his character to hide serious matters, especially to hide a love affair and a child. It seemed surreal and just plain odd to be acting this way.
"Anakin, there is only one way to say this, blunt and to the point." He paused once again, but not for long. "You've already met Sabe and Arsinoe, but I'm not sure you really know who they are." He stopped and gazed at the two seated on the chair, then he looked at Anakin for some sort of reaction.
"What do you mean Master?" he said calmly and uncaring, not bothering with the act any longer. Obi-wan's eyes narrowed and focused in on Anakin's, this was not the answer he was expecting.
"Anakin, seven years ago, during the blockade, Sabe and I were more than just friends. We got to know each other and defying Jedi rules, I fell in love with her." The room grew still, "then Arsinoe was born. She is my daughter"
He didn't think it would have made much of a difference, but when Anakin heard those words his mind began racing. A little part of him didn't believe that it was true, and this confession really hit hard.
"Anakin, there is more." Rarely did he call Anakin by his name, but more by his formal title of Padawan and it was really strange.
"How can there be more? What else happened." He demanded, rather than question. The thought of more bad news was unbearable.
"After I met with Sabe and Arsinoe, we decided to tell the Council the story."
"Wait, the Council didn't know about this?" Anakin interrupted.
"Anakin, I didn't know about Arsinoe's existence until today! Sabe and I lost contact after my going away and she didn't have the chance to tell me until today. It is a huge shock to me as well." Anakin stood and turned his back to Obi-wan, then began pacing silently. Thoughts were running through his head and he couldn't believe it.
"What's going to happen to you?" he responded quietly.
"When we told the Council, they asked us to leave the room until they came to a decision." Anakin looked at Obi-wan quickly and closed his eyes. "Before they could sentence me, I.I told them I was leaving the Order."
"You what? Why did you tell them that! What was their decision?" Anakin's breath had quickened and suddenly he could stand no more. He sat himself in his chair and rubbed his temples. "Why." he mumbled to himself.
"I know it's hard to understand, but this is what I think is best for everyone." Anakin shook his head in disbelief, "Either I would've left, they would've asked me to go if I didn't myself."
"What is going to happen to me, Master?" This was the first time he had thought about himself. Where would he go, what would happen to him?
Obi-wan frowned and turned his head. "I'm not certain; they have not given me a definite answer."
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