(Wow, only two reviews, but haunting? Thanks! I try! If you are looking for more of the nice drama in the first parts, I promise, you should love this chapter!
IceyIarthy)
_______________
Chapter 3
Anakin packed a few flightsuits into an over-night bag, as he had no idea how long this would take. He walked down to the landing pad outside, passing his sister's friend in the hall.
"Hi, Lusa!" he flashed her a warm smile. He made a habit of doing that as much as possible, to make himself into a little reminder that not all humans were out to hurt her.
"Hello, Anakin." the centaur girl replied with a small smile. She was starting to find him amusing, in a funny little boy way.
Anakin continued walking, into the ship, and soon they were off.
*()*()*()*
Once inside Bast Castle, Vader's palace on the planet Vjun, it seemed all the difficult parts of the trip were over. Both Luke and Anakin had been there before, and knew a little of their way around. They found their way to Vader's old private chambers.
Luke had stopped responding to Anakin's whispered chitchat a while ago. Anakin didn't usually whisper, but the enormity of Bast castle, and the silence combined made him feel dwarfed by comparison.
Luke walked as if he was in a trance, Anakin noticed. He followed his uncle into Vader's rooms. "Didn't Obi-Wan's message say it was 'next to' Vader's rooms? Why are we in here?"
"The door is in this wall." Luke answered without thinking. Anakin caught flashes of times past, of a tall man, sensing him more than seeing him, opening a hidden door in the wall, and going inside. His soul was so dark, but he had an obvious speck of light within the very depths, which seemed to grow slightly when he went inside.
Anakin shook his head, blinking away the vision. Luke studied the wall carefully, still in his trance-like state of heavy concentration. Anakin picked up a book sitting on a table nearby. It was burried under a blanket of dust. He knew that some people still wrote, by hand, in artificial-paper books. His mother had told him about the journal she had kept as a young girl on Alderaan. He wondered for a moment if it didn't run in the family as he flipped a few pages.
He didn't notice Luke put his hand up on the wall and press in, hard. He jumped a little and dropped the book back down on the table when a door slid open behind him.
He slipped the journal into a large pocket of his flightsuit, and followed Luke into the hidden room.
When Luke stepped to the side, after entering, Anakin felt like he had been hit with a brick.
It was a very dark room, except for a single sky-light, letting a large pillar of golden light in, creating a sort of shrine around a carved-out statue of black carbonite.
A statue of the girl in his dreams. Anakin stopped moving for a moment as Luke circled the pillar of light. She was in an almost drop-knee postition on a knee-height base, looking up, her face tilted into the light with her eyes closed. Her hair fell out behind her. He looked closer. The expression on her face was one of complete innocence.
He looked down at the sloping base of the statue. Written in the carbonite, barely visible, were some words. Luke brushed settled dust out of the lettering, and read it outloud, just loud enough for Anakin to hear it too.
"The Angel I Could not Destroy" it was very obviously his uncle speaking, but the words burned in Anakin's ears. He could feel past shadows of the tall man with the dark soul wandering around in the chamber. The man left a vapor-trail with every movement, and was at many places at once. Eventually the images all faded out, and only one remained. This one walked slowly over to the statue, and sat down on the base of it, and placed a neclace around the neck of the statue. He touched the girl's cheek and waited a while, speaking to her. Anakin couldn't hear his words, but his voice seemed so deep and soothing. The man turned around, and slowly walked out of the room, and closed the door for what Anakin knew, was the last time.
He turned back around, having watched he vision of the man leaving. He was still very much in tune with the force, and could see what wasn't there before. There was a pale glow coming from the statue. Not just a trick of the light, which was supposed to create that effect, but the same glow that came from all living creatures, and was also coming from Luke.
"Uncle Luke..." Anakin trailed off, trying to keep his eyes the way they were focused. Luke turned around.
"She's... Inside..!"
IceyIarthy)
_______________
Chapter 3
Anakin packed a few flightsuits into an over-night bag, as he had no idea how long this would take. He walked down to the landing pad outside, passing his sister's friend in the hall.
"Hi, Lusa!" he flashed her a warm smile. He made a habit of doing that as much as possible, to make himself into a little reminder that not all humans were out to hurt her.
"Hello, Anakin." the centaur girl replied with a small smile. She was starting to find him amusing, in a funny little boy way.
Anakin continued walking, into the ship, and soon they were off.
*()*()*()*
Once inside Bast Castle, Vader's palace on the planet Vjun, it seemed all the difficult parts of the trip were over. Both Luke and Anakin had been there before, and knew a little of their way around. They found their way to Vader's old private chambers.
Luke had stopped responding to Anakin's whispered chitchat a while ago. Anakin didn't usually whisper, but the enormity of Bast castle, and the silence combined made him feel dwarfed by comparison.
Luke walked as if he was in a trance, Anakin noticed. He followed his uncle into Vader's rooms. "Didn't Obi-Wan's message say it was 'next to' Vader's rooms? Why are we in here?"
"The door is in this wall." Luke answered without thinking. Anakin caught flashes of times past, of a tall man, sensing him more than seeing him, opening a hidden door in the wall, and going inside. His soul was so dark, but he had an obvious speck of light within the very depths, which seemed to grow slightly when he went inside.
Anakin shook his head, blinking away the vision. Luke studied the wall carefully, still in his trance-like state of heavy concentration. Anakin picked up a book sitting on a table nearby. It was burried under a blanket of dust. He knew that some people still wrote, by hand, in artificial-paper books. His mother had told him about the journal she had kept as a young girl on Alderaan. He wondered for a moment if it didn't run in the family as he flipped a few pages.
He didn't notice Luke put his hand up on the wall and press in, hard. He jumped a little and dropped the book back down on the table when a door slid open behind him.
He slipped the journal into a large pocket of his flightsuit, and followed Luke into the hidden room.
When Luke stepped to the side, after entering, Anakin felt like he had been hit with a brick.
It was a very dark room, except for a single sky-light, letting a large pillar of golden light in, creating a sort of shrine around a carved-out statue of black carbonite.
A statue of the girl in his dreams. Anakin stopped moving for a moment as Luke circled the pillar of light. She was in an almost drop-knee postition on a knee-height base, looking up, her face tilted into the light with her eyes closed. Her hair fell out behind her. He looked closer. The expression on her face was one of complete innocence.
He looked down at the sloping base of the statue. Written in the carbonite, barely visible, were some words. Luke brushed settled dust out of the lettering, and read it outloud, just loud enough for Anakin to hear it too.
"The Angel I Could not Destroy" it was very obviously his uncle speaking, but the words burned in Anakin's ears. He could feel past shadows of the tall man with the dark soul wandering around in the chamber. The man left a vapor-trail with every movement, and was at many places at once. Eventually the images all faded out, and only one remained. This one walked slowly over to the statue, and sat down on the base of it, and placed a neclace around the neck of the statue. He touched the girl's cheek and waited a while, speaking to her. Anakin couldn't hear his words, but his voice seemed so deep and soothing. The man turned around, and slowly walked out of the room, and closed the door for what Anakin knew, was the last time.
He turned back around, having watched he vision of the man leaving. He was still very much in tune with the force, and could see what wasn't there before. There was a pale glow coming from the statue. Not just a trick of the light, which was supposed to create that effect, but the same glow that came from all living creatures, and was also coming from Luke.
"Uncle Luke..." Anakin trailed off, trying to keep his eyes the way they were focused. Luke turned around.
"She's... Inside..!"