Night on Coruscant shone. Everywhere you looked, there was light. He neon
signs, the adverts, the clubs and the most important light of all: the
stars. They shone the most, in a million different shapes and colors. They
shone on the other planets, like a blinding light. Gods among angels.
'More like angels amonst devils.' Anakin thought ruefully, as he drank his coffee. The stars were fading, as the light of day began. A new hope for every living thing. Anakin had been staring out the window, in the apartment he shared with his master for over an hour, since he's awoke from the nightmare.
Anakin was used to nightmares. Sometimes he thought that he could dream every little thing that happened in the galaxy, because he had so much bad dreams.
"How long have you been here?"
He turned to see his master, head cocked to one side, fully dressed and way too awake for 5:30am.
"Since I was about nine."
Obi-Wan just shook his head. "You must be feeling better."
I attempted to smile but it didn't turn much into one, as he got a shiver down his back.
//".I was but the learner, now I am the master."//
He jumped with a start, and saw Obi-Wan staring at him. "I may have been a little premature?"
Anakin let out a long breath. 'Its not real. That's all you have to remember.' The old saying didn't seem all together true, because it felt so real. "It's nothing."
The little kettle whistled and Obi-Wan made himself a little tea. He took the cup and sat on the couch and motioned for him to do the same.
"I'm going to need more than 'distorted voices' Anakin."
"I had a nightmare. That's it." He sat down on the chair opposite his master, and reached for the comb. He probably looked like a wreck.
"A nightmare similar to what happened in the council chambers yesterday?"
Anakin shrugged. "Can't be sure." "But you think?"
"Kind of."
"And the jumping jack act?"
"A passing tremor?"
"Am I going to get a straight answer out of you?"
"Your tea is getting cold."
With that Anakin left the room, hearing Obi-Wan mutter something about him being the death of him.
The shiver went down his spine again as he headed for the 'fresher. He splashed the cold water on his face, then looked at himself in the mirror. Why didn't he feel.right?
His hair looked like a bantha had dragged him through Nubian woods, his eyes were baggy and bloodshot. Then again, his face looked like a ghost. A ghost?
'I'm losing my mind! I'm imagining ghosts!'
He was being ridiculous. And he had no time to be. He had classes to go to, missions to go on, this was insane!
---
"What do you mean, stationed?!" He asked his master, at Lunch.
"The council feels you shouldn't be put under strain due to recent.developments." Obi-Wan commented gently, as he made his way to the the cafeteria. "And for makers sake, will you keep your voice down?!"
"Sithspit! I have a few nightmares and they ground me? What am I, five?!" Anakin just could not believe this!
"Need I remind you that you collapsed yesterday in front of the entire council?" He has a point. Anakin hated when he had a point. "And watch your language."
"Yes, mom."
"Anakin, sometimes I really wonder why I put up with you and your little sparing matches."
"Your just mad cause you never win!" Anakin grinned.
// "You can't win..."//
"What did you just say?" Anakin demanded.
"I said 'That's because you are stubborn.' What did you think I said?"
"Nothing."
They stopped outside the cafeteria and ObiWan turned to him and said, "I can't help you if you don't talk to me."
"I will. I just, I have to check on Luke."
'More like angels amonst devils.' Anakin thought ruefully, as he drank his coffee. The stars were fading, as the light of day began. A new hope for every living thing. Anakin had been staring out the window, in the apartment he shared with his master for over an hour, since he's awoke from the nightmare.
Anakin was used to nightmares. Sometimes he thought that he could dream every little thing that happened in the galaxy, because he had so much bad dreams.
"How long have you been here?"
He turned to see his master, head cocked to one side, fully dressed and way too awake for 5:30am.
"Since I was about nine."
Obi-Wan just shook his head. "You must be feeling better."
I attempted to smile but it didn't turn much into one, as he got a shiver down his back.
//".I was but the learner, now I am the master."//
He jumped with a start, and saw Obi-Wan staring at him. "I may have been a little premature?"
Anakin let out a long breath. 'Its not real. That's all you have to remember.' The old saying didn't seem all together true, because it felt so real. "It's nothing."
The little kettle whistled and Obi-Wan made himself a little tea. He took the cup and sat on the couch and motioned for him to do the same.
"I'm going to need more than 'distorted voices' Anakin."
"I had a nightmare. That's it." He sat down on the chair opposite his master, and reached for the comb. He probably looked like a wreck.
"A nightmare similar to what happened in the council chambers yesterday?"
Anakin shrugged. "Can't be sure." "But you think?"
"Kind of."
"And the jumping jack act?"
"A passing tremor?"
"Am I going to get a straight answer out of you?"
"Your tea is getting cold."
With that Anakin left the room, hearing Obi-Wan mutter something about him being the death of him.
The shiver went down his spine again as he headed for the 'fresher. He splashed the cold water on his face, then looked at himself in the mirror. Why didn't he feel.right?
His hair looked like a bantha had dragged him through Nubian woods, his eyes were baggy and bloodshot. Then again, his face looked like a ghost. A ghost?
'I'm losing my mind! I'm imagining ghosts!'
He was being ridiculous. And he had no time to be. He had classes to go to, missions to go on, this was insane!
---
"What do you mean, stationed?!" He asked his master, at Lunch.
"The council feels you shouldn't be put under strain due to recent.developments." Obi-Wan commented gently, as he made his way to the the cafeteria. "And for makers sake, will you keep your voice down?!"
"Sithspit! I have a few nightmares and they ground me? What am I, five?!" Anakin just could not believe this!
"Need I remind you that you collapsed yesterday in front of the entire council?" He has a point. Anakin hated when he had a point. "And watch your language."
"Yes, mom."
"Anakin, sometimes I really wonder why I put up with you and your little sparing matches."
"Your just mad cause you never win!" Anakin grinned.
// "You can't win..."//
"What did you just say?" Anakin demanded.
"I said 'That's because you are stubborn.' What did you think I said?"
"Nothing."
They stopped outside the cafeteria and ObiWan turned to him and said, "I can't help you if you don't talk to me."
"I will. I just, I have to check on Luke."