Notes: Bring on the Trilogy flashes! For those who have been complaining
for them.
Also be kind.I've never written the trilogy before.
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There was nothing there. Just complete darkness. He was shivering, shaking. The world was distorted, nothing was real, and it's not real. It's not real. It can't be.
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"Do you mind if I come in? ."
A soft whisper came from behind Obi-Wan. The tired Jedi Knight turned around, seeing one of the padawans peeking from behind the door. She had dirty blonde hair, slightly curled and pulled back into a ponytail, in the padawan style. She was human, with blue green eyes, and was biting her lower lip. He'd seen her before, she shared a class or two with Anakin, he thought.
The question was left dangling in the air till Obi-Wans sense came back. "Of course, .Ashlena?"
The padawan came in and shut the door and smiled shyly, "Ash-Leya."
"Ah, I apoligise."
The was a heavy silence in the room, as the girl walked over towards the bed, and fingered the machine measuring Anakins blood pressure. She looked over at her unconscious friend, like she was debating a question in her mind. She seemed to gather the courage to ask it.
"Is he alright?" She frowned, answering her question. "No, he's just been lying there for two days 'cause its such fun, of course he's not okay. Is it.well *what* is it? Is he sick?"
Obi-Wan smiled briefly at the padawans nervous demeanour. 'Honestly Anakin, what have you been saying? I'm not a horrific monster, you know!' he thought to himself. He was half tempted to say it, but realised it would probably upset the girl, so he thought better of it. Right now she was just a concerned friend, wanting a few answers.
"I - They aren't sure, but I don't think its an illness."
Ash-Leya frowned, and said, "Would a - would a sith be doing this?"
"That's the question, isn't it?" The frightened look on the young woman's face made Obi-Wan continue. He did not want to make the girl agitated. "Although, I doubt it. It may just be something passing through the force that's affecting him." The girls eyes opened wide and she commented, "Why would it do - do that to Ani? Why-why would it hurt him?"
Obi-Wan didn't know how to answer. So, he changed the subject. "Has Anakin talked to you about these visions he's been having?"
Ash-Leya nodded. "A little. Its almost like.two different things, like, like Master Yoda always says.possibilities."
"Has he said what kind?"
"Kind of." She said, scrunching her forehead. "One good, one kind of scary."
"Hmm."
Another silence filled the room, and Ash-Leya sat on the bed next to her comatose like friend. She again turned to his master, "Can he hear me?"
Obi-Wan just shrugged. "Perhaps. Its been known to happen."
She turned to her friend, "Ahn? Listen to me. We're all real worried, okay? Really. I mean, even Master Windu asked me about you this morning. So we kinda need you to wake up soon, okay?"
No answer came. She wasn't really expecting one. But you never give up hope. When you give up hope, there's nothing else but an empty shell left. She looked up to the Knight and said softly. "I really should go to my class, Master Rhyl will be angry if I'm late."
"You had better, then." She nodded, bowed politely then left the Padawan and Master together. Obi-Wan picked up the young mans limp left hand, interlinking their fingers. He looked at his padawans closed eyes, and sighed.
"What will I do with you?"
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"Luke?"
Leia's voice was cutting into Lukes dream, waking him. He wasn't overly happy about it, as it was that dream again. The one with him and his parents, and playing the trick on the faceless sister. It was beautiful while it lasted, but afterwards, it stung. It hurt to know it would never happen. "What time is it?" he yawned sleepily.
"Past 0900 hours. You're late for a debriefing."
"Oh, sorry." Luke sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"You alright?" Leias brown hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and she was wearing white slacks and a beige jacket. She looked almost like a snow angel, standing at the door, a frown painted on her face.
Before Luke had the chance to answer, Leia's com went off. "Organa."
"We need you in debriefing room three, your highness."
Leia nodded, "Understood. On my way." She switched the com out, and looked to Luke.
He just nodded and said, "Go, I'll be there in 10."
Leia didn't look overly happy, but left the room all the same, and now Luke was alone with his thoughts. He'd been having the dream a lot lately. Maybe he just missed Ben, and his Aunt and Uncle so much that he was creating a family in his head. But Leia, Han and the Alliance, they were his family.
'The dreams are so real, though.' He thought, with uncertainty, putting on his slacks. 'This is just getting too strange, even by judging on a curve. I mean, look at my life lately. I never thought.but there's no use dwelling on the past. My family are gone, and I have a new one. Maybe not blood, but something more important holds us together.
The hope of freedom.
There was nothing there. Just complete darkness. He was shivering, shaking. The world was distorted, nothing was real, and it's not real. It's not real. It can't be.
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"Do you mind if I come in? ."
A soft whisper came from behind Obi-Wan. The tired Jedi Knight turned around, seeing one of the padawans peeking from behind the door. She had dirty blonde hair, slightly curled and pulled back into a ponytail, in the padawan style. She was human, with blue green eyes, and was biting her lower lip. He'd seen her before, she shared a class or two with Anakin, he thought.
The question was left dangling in the air till Obi-Wans sense came back. "Of course, .Ashlena?"
The padawan came in and shut the door and smiled shyly, "Ash-Leya."
"Ah, I apoligise."
The was a heavy silence in the room, as the girl walked over towards the bed, and fingered the machine measuring Anakins blood pressure. She looked over at her unconscious friend, like she was debating a question in her mind. She seemed to gather the courage to ask it.
"Is he alright?" She frowned, answering her question. "No, he's just been lying there for two days 'cause its such fun, of course he's not okay. Is it.well *what* is it? Is he sick?"
Obi-Wan smiled briefly at the padawans nervous demeanour. 'Honestly Anakin, what have you been saying? I'm not a horrific monster, you know!' he thought to himself. He was half tempted to say it, but realised it would probably upset the girl, so he thought better of it. Right now she was just a concerned friend, wanting a few answers.
"I - They aren't sure, but I don't think its an illness."
Ash-Leya frowned, and said, "Would a - would a sith be doing this?"
"That's the question, isn't it?" The frightened look on the young woman's face made Obi-Wan continue. He did not want to make the girl agitated. "Although, I doubt it. It may just be something passing through the force that's affecting him." The girls eyes opened wide and she commented, "Why would it do - do that to Ani? Why-why would it hurt him?"
Obi-Wan didn't know how to answer. So, he changed the subject. "Has Anakin talked to you about these visions he's been having?"
Ash-Leya nodded. "A little. Its almost like.two different things, like, like Master Yoda always says.possibilities."
"Has he said what kind?"
"Kind of." She said, scrunching her forehead. "One good, one kind of scary."
"Hmm."
Another silence filled the room, and Ash-Leya sat on the bed next to her comatose like friend. She again turned to his master, "Can he hear me?"
Obi-Wan just shrugged. "Perhaps. Its been known to happen."
She turned to her friend, "Ahn? Listen to me. We're all real worried, okay? Really. I mean, even Master Windu asked me about you this morning. So we kinda need you to wake up soon, okay?"
No answer came. She wasn't really expecting one. But you never give up hope. When you give up hope, there's nothing else but an empty shell left. She looked up to the Knight and said softly. "I really should go to my class, Master Rhyl will be angry if I'm late."
"You had better, then." She nodded, bowed politely then left the Padawan and Master together. Obi-Wan picked up the young mans limp left hand, interlinking their fingers. He looked at his padawans closed eyes, and sighed.
"What will I do with you?"
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"Luke?"
Leia's voice was cutting into Lukes dream, waking him. He wasn't overly happy about it, as it was that dream again. The one with him and his parents, and playing the trick on the faceless sister. It was beautiful while it lasted, but afterwards, it stung. It hurt to know it would never happen. "What time is it?" he yawned sleepily.
"Past 0900 hours. You're late for a debriefing."
"Oh, sorry." Luke sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"You alright?" Leias brown hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and she was wearing white slacks and a beige jacket. She looked almost like a snow angel, standing at the door, a frown painted on her face.
Before Luke had the chance to answer, Leia's com went off. "Organa."
"We need you in debriefing room three, your highness."
Leia nodded, "Understood. On my way." She switched the com out, and looked to Luke.
He just nodded and said, "Go, I'll be there in 10."
Leia didn't look overly happy, but left the room all the same, and now Luke was alone with his thoughts. He'd been having the dream a lot lately. Maybe he just missed Ben, and his Aunt and Uncle so much that he was creating a family in his head. But Leia, Han and the Alliance, they were his family.
'The dreams are so real, though.' He thought, with uncertainty, putting on his slacks. 'This is just getting too strange, even by judging on a curve. I mean, look at my life lately. I never thought.but there's no use dwelling on the past. My family are gone, and I have a new one. Maybe not blood, but something more important holds us together.
The hope of freedom.