Notes: I talked about doing this fic a while ago, but I've only just gotten
round to it. Making chapter 1 as we speak.
Leaving Normal
Prologue
'Force, this is boring.'
Anakin had been standing in front of the Jedi council for what seemed like a millennia. He and Obi-Wan had just returned from a mission on Spira. Some spoiled rich kid needed protecting because someone tried to shoot her, while her parents were dissolving some big senatorial row. Nothing much happened, but as usual, Obi-Wan was dragging things out.
He decided to let his mind wonder a little. Spira was a pretty planet, a common resort for holidays. He hadn't minded that kid so much when he'd seen the planet. Coruscant was beautiful in its own way, full of shimmering buildings in the sky. And the Jedi Temple seemed to glow with it. He wondered ' will it always be like this'?
The council and his master were still talking, but he was tuning it out. He could here something else. Some thing through the force, perhaps? Maybe just a background noise. Maybe he was imagining things. He began to feel a rather odd sensation in his chest. A tightness, like there was something there that shouldn't be. Like.well not like anything! He'd never felt something so strong through the force before! This felt.real. It was slightly frightening. The council chamber was neither the time nor place for this. He needed to refocus. He needed to listen. But all he could here was this hissing, this horriable sound. Distorted voices he didn't recognise, he felt so dizzy, sick.
'Am I ill? Is something wrong? I can't breathe!'
H e was starting to panic now. Snap, hisss, snap hisss. 'Whats happening to me!?'
"Anakin!"
That was Obi-Wans voice, but he sounded so far away. He was right next him a moment ago! Smearing images flicked across his eyes like an old holofilm that had gotten dust into it. 'Master!' He felt something cold against his back and head, and then everything went black.
Leaving Normal
Prologue
'Force, this is boring.'
Anakin had been standing in front of the Jedi council for what seemed like a millennia. He and Obi-Wan had just returned from a mission on Spira. Some spoiled rich kid needed protecting because someone tried to shoot her, while her parents were dissolving some big senatorial row. Nothing much happened, but as usual, Obi-Wan was dragging things out.
He decided to let his mind wonder a little. Spira was a pretty planet, a common resort for holidays. He hadn't minded that kid so much when he'd seen the planet. Coruscant was beautiful in its own way, full of shimmering buildings in the sky. And the Jedi Temple seemed to glow with it. He wondered ' will it always be like this'?
The council and his master were still talking, but he was tuning it out. He could here something else. Some thing through the force, perhaps? Maybe just a background noise. Maybe he was imagining things. He began to feel a rather odd sensation in his chest. A tightness, like there was something there that shouldn't be. Like.well not like anything! He'd never felt something so strong through the force before! This felt.real. It was slightly frightening. The council chamber was neither the time nor place for this. He needed to refocus. He needed to listen. But all he could here was this hissing, this horriable sound. Distorted voices he didn't recognise, he felt so dizzy, sick.
'Am I ill? Is something wrong? I can't breathe!'
H e was starting to panic now. Snap, hisss, snap hisss. 'Whats happening to me!?'
"Anakin!"
That was Obi-Wans voice, but he sounded so far away. He was right next him a moment ago! Smearing images flicked across his eyes like an old holofilm that had gotten dust into it. 'Master!' He felt something cold against his back and head, and then everything went black.