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Another Path
Author: Flame
Type: Anakin Adventure/Anghst
Summary: Darth Vader is given the option to NOT leave with Qui-Gon at Tatooine. This is an alternate version of Anakin's life. Lots of action is assured. R/R (No romance...Just Action) (Incomplete)
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Chapter 4
Freedom
Skye looked around for anything that might cause a distraction. Nothing seemed to pop out at her, but she kept looking... hoping.
Anakin looked at her... wondering why she would want to help him. He just knew this mission of hers would fail, but he had small traces of hope sprouting in his mind.
"Your sitting in my spot, woman," said a voice in front of them.
The escorter was impatiently standing and glaring at Skye. Skye knew this must be the man that was taking Anakin to the slave owner. She stood up and made only a small space in between their bodies.
"Are you the escorter of this slave?" She asked.
"What's it to ya?" He asked.
She lifted her right hand and let the loose sleeve of her cloak fall, revealing some of the pale skin of her arm. She waved it in front of the man's face and spoke.
"You will give me the keys to the slave's cuffs," she said in a voice that wasn't optional.
The escorter's eyes seemed to loose all free will and he nodded his head, taking a ring of keys from his pocket and handing them to Skye.
"You will now go away and get near us again," she said, and he replied by walking off to where he came from.
Skye instantly turned around and sat down again on the bench next to the dumbfounded Anakin. She pulled up his blanket and stuck the key in the hole of one of his cuffs and unlocked it. She did the same to the other and then dropped the key and cuffs under the bench.
Anakin started wringing his wrists, which had lost some circulation because they were on a bit tight. A circular mark was visible on both wrists to prove this.
"Now listen carefully," Skye said. "Soon we'll reach the Alderaan port. We will get of this ship and then board a ship to Coruscant. Hopefully when we get there I can find someone to remove that chip inside of your body. Are you with me so far?"
Anakin squinted his eyes and then asked his question, skeptical on how easy this was.
"How do you know this is going to work?" Anakin asked.
"I told you... even if I have to take every life on this ship to get you off, then I will," Skye said smiling... even though the topic wasn't something to smile about.
"Why are you helping me?" Anakin asked, giving another shiver.
"Because... because your human and you don't deserve this!" Skye said looking out a window and noticing their location. "We'll talk about this later because were at Alderaan."
They both stood up and casualy walked to the unloading area. Anakin had brought the blanket and wrapped it around his shoulders, which came all the way down to his knees. He was still desperately trying to keep warm. It wasn't too much later that they started to land at a large transportation ship port. The doors opened after they landed and Skye and Anakin suspiciously walked out. Skye then desperately looked for a sign that could tell her which ship was leaving for Coruscant. She knew there had to be one... but where?
Anakin wasn't much of a reader... he limited schooling on Tatooine, so he knew he couldn't help her locate it to easily. But after walking through large crowds, Skye finally gave a sigh of relief when she saw a neon sign stating in big bold letters 'Coruscant'.
"Here it is!" Skye said happily. "I'll go pay for our tickets. You wait here."
Anakin nodded and leaned against a pole, holding his blanket tight around his shoulders. All the people around him made him nervous, not to mention that he felt a little embarrassed watching people his age walking past him wearing more distinct and expensive clothing. He knew his oversized tunic and torn pants weren't exactly the most admirable things to wear... but it was all he had...
A girl his age, standing on the other side of the stream of grumpy people, was making eye contact with him. She had another girl she was talking to standing near her, and apparently they were talking about him.
Anakin knew they were talking about how he looked. He knew he was strange to these people... probably because most of them lived sheltered lives on Alderaan. He was covered in dirt and to make things worse, he felt that he could vomit because of the intense cold he was experiencing.
Finally the girl quit looking and talking and slipped through the stream of people, her friend tagging along, and stood in front of him. The girl that he had noticed first had curly brown hair and brown eyes. Her friend had black hair with brown eyes and cracked a big smile at Anakin when they came in front of him.
"Hey," said the first girl. "Where are you from?"
Anakin didn't reply, he just anxiously looked for Skye.
"I guess he's shy," said the friend. "I would to if I were dressed like that."
"Your mean!" Said the other girl smiling a little. "Maybe he can't help it!"
"Well... he is kind of cute," said the friend. "But he's filthy... they probably don't take baths where he's from."
"And if you keep it up you will need more than a bath to fix you," said a voice to the left of Anakin.
Skye was standing there, furious about how the girls were talking about him.
"Who do you think you are?" Asked the friend.
"I'm the person who'll send you to the hell where you belong if you don't leave," said Skye, her glare at the girls never tainting.
"Let's go Mal," said the girl with brown hair. "We don't have time to mess with the lower class people of this place."
The two girls turned around and strutted off to the other side of the crowd. Skye looked at Anakin, whose head was hung low, trying to fight off the sadness.
"Anakin," Skye said frowning. "Who cares what they think about you. Some day those words will come back to haunt them!"
Anakin raised his head and looked at her with watery eyes. He wished he had remained with the escort man. He might have lived a better life.
"Come on, Anakin," Skye said. "We'll talk about this later. The ship is leaving soon."
She grabbed Anakins arm and directed him to the transport ship. They entered the door, which revealed a much more luxurious inside. Instead of benches and a floor covered with sand, they had tables, couches, an infirmary, and a place to get food.
Anakin looked around… amazed... but thoughts of the girls talking about came back into his mind like a tidal wave. They would probably ride in a ship like this... he didn't deserve to travel in something like this...
Skye guided him to a table. She pointed to a chair and Anakin sat in it, while she sat on one directly across the table.
"Mission accomplished," she said with a relief.
But she didn't know that there was much more trouble getting to Coruscant than they planned on...
Another Path
Author: Flame
Type: Anakin Adventure/Anghst
Summary: Darth Vader is given the option to NOT leave with Qui-Gon at Tatooine. This is an alternate version of Anakin's life. Lots of action is assured. R/R (No romance...Just Action) (Incomplete)
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Chapter 4
Freedom
Skye looked around for anything that might cause a distraction. Nothing seemed to pop out at her, but she kept looking... hoping.
Anakin looked at her... wondering why she would want to help him. He just knew this mission of hers would fail, but he had small traces of hope sprouting in his mind.
"Your sitting in my spot, woman," said a voice in front of them.
The escorter was impatiently standing and glaring at Skye. Skye knew this must be the man that was taking Anakin to the slave owner. She stood up and made only a small space in between their bodies.
"Are you the escorter of this slave?" She asked.
"What's it to ya?" He asked.
She lifted her right hand and let the loose sleeve of her cloak fall, revealing some of the pale skin of her arm. She waved it in front of the man's face and spoke.
"You will give me the keys to the slave's cuffs," she said in a voice that wasn't optional.
The escorter's eyes seemed to loose all free will and he nodded his head, taking a ring of keys from his pocket and handing them to Skye.
"You will now go away and get near us again," she said, and he replied by walking off to where he came from.
Skye instantly turned around and sat down again on the bench next to the dumbfounded Anakin. She pulled up his blanket and stuck the key in the hole of one of his cuffs and unlocked it. She did the same to the other and then dropped the key and cuffs under the bench.
Anakin started wringing his wrists, which had lost some circulation because they were on a bit tight. A circular mark was visible on both wrists to prove this.
"Now listen carefully," Skye said. "Soon we'll reach the Alderaan port. We will get of this ship and then board a ship to Coruscant. Hopefully when we get there I can find someone to remove that chip inside of your body. Are you with me so far?"
Anakin squinted his eyes and then asked his question, skeptical on how easy this was.
"How do you know this is going to work?" Anakin asked.
"I told you... even if I have to take every life on this ship to get you off, then I will," Skye said smiling... even though the topic wasn't something to smile about.
"Why are you helping me?" Anakin asked, giving another shiver.
"Because... because your human and you don't deserve this!" Skye said looking out a window and noticing their location. "We'll talk about this later because were at Alderaan."
They both stood up and casualy walked to the unloading area. Anakin had brought the blanket and wrapped it around his shoulders, which came all the way down to his knees. He was still desperately trying to keep warm. It wasn't too much later that they started to land at a large transportation ship port. The doors opened after they landed and Skye and Anakin suspiciously walked out. Skye then desperately looked for a sign that could tell her which ship was leaving for Coruscant. She knew there had to be one... but where?
Anakin wasn't much of a reader... he limited schooling on Tatooine, so he knew he couldn't help her locate it to easily. But after walking through large crowds, Skye finally gave a sigh of relief when she saw a neon sign stating in big bold letters 'Coruscant'.
"Here it is!" Skye said happily. "I'll go pay for our tickets. You wait here."
Anakin nodded and leaned against a pole, holding his blanket tight around his shoulders. All the people around him made him nervous, not to mention that he felt a little embarrassed watching people his age walking past him wearing more distinct and expensive clothing. He knew his oversized tunic and torn pants weren't exactly the most admirable things to wear... but it was all he had...
A girl his age, standing on the other side of the stream of grumpy people, was making eye contact with him. She had another girl she was talking to standing near her, and apparently they were talking about him.
Anakin knew they were talking about how he looked. He knew he was strange to these people... probably because most of them lived sheltered lives on Alderaan. He was covered in dirt and to make things worse, he felt that he could vomit because of the intense cold he was experiencing.
Finally the girl quit looking and talking and slipped through the stream of people, her friend tagging along, and stood in front of him. The girl that he had noticed first had curly brown hair and brown eyes. Her friend had black hair with brown eyes and cracked a big smile at Anakin when they came in front of him.
"Hey," said the first girl. "Where are you from?"
Anakin didn't reply, he just anxiously looked for Skye.
"I guess he's shy," said the friend. "I would to if I were dressed like that."
"Your mean!" Said the other girl smiling a little. "Maybe he can't help it!"
"Well... he is kind of cute," said the friend. "But he's filthy... they probably don't take baths where he's from."
"And if you keep it up you will need more than a bath to fix you," said a voice to the left of Anakin.
Skye was standing there, furious about how the girls were talking about him.
"Who do you think you are?" Asked the friend.
"I'm the person who'll send you to the hell where you belong if you don't leave," said Skye, her glare at the girls never tainting.
"Let's go Mal," said the girl with brown hair. "We don't have time to mess with the lower class people of this place."
The two girls turned around and strutted off to the other side of the crowd. Skye looked at Anakin, whose head was hung low, trying to fight off the sadness.
"Anakin," Skye said frowning. "Who cares what they think about you. Some day those words will come back to haunt them!"
Anakin raised his head and looked at her with watery eyes. He wished he had remained with the escort man. He might have lived a better life.
"Come on, Anakin," Skye said. "We'll talk about this later. The ship is leaving soon."
She grabbed Anakins arm and directed him to the transport ship. They entered the door, which revealed a much more luxurious inside. Instead of benches and a floor covered with sand, they had tables, couches, an infirmary, and a place to get food.
Anakin looked around… amazed... but thoughts of the girls talking about came back into his mind like a tidal wave. They would probably ride in a ship like this... he didn't deserve to travel in something like this...
Skye guided him to a table. She pointed to a chair and Anakin sat in it, while she sat on one directly across the table.
"Mission accomplished," she said with a relief.
But she didn't know that there was much more trouble getting to Coruscant than they planned on...