Only In My Heart: Chapter Six
Flashback
The scenery moved by rapidly, seeming to vanish in a blink of an eye as the hard gray surface of Tragurd moved by the air transport at an alarming rate. The surface seemed to almost tremor as they went over it, but it was possible that it really did with the geology of this planet. Padmé was surprised that any thing could live here, let alone enough humans to run the separatist movement. But their numbers were dwindling; this was probably going to be their last stand against the Republic.
A calming hand ran down Padmé's face returning her from her state of pondering to the real world inside the air transport. The hand felt rough and calloused against her skin, but it was warm and loving. Her deep brown eyes look sharply up towards cold blue ones with an almost curious look crossing her face.
"You look worried." The hand that touched her was now by Anakin's side once more. For a second the wind from outside seemed to blow on them.
"I'm not," The reply was sharp and almost harsh, but her brown eyes looked away for a moment, blushing slightly from her snapping at Anakin. "I'm sorry."
His cold blue eyes looked outside the opened doorway beside them, "There's nothing to be sorry about. This will be a tough battle." His voice sounded calm and almost philosophical as he spoke, his voice carried an almost reassuring tone to the ears of Padmé.
She looked towards him, sadness and fear seeming to fill her eyes. "I'm still sorry." Her voice sounded determined and stubborn as she attempted to prove that she was sorry.
Anakin smiled slightly, looking into her eyes. He placed a hand on each of her cheeks and drew his face towards her own, placing a single loving kiss upon her forehead. "We'll both survive. I know it, you don't need to worry."
Padmé sighed as her gaze drifted outwards to the rushing scenery below. Anakin seemed to know exactly how she was feeling, but even his words of confidence didn't stop the foreboding feeling covering this planet as they flew nearer and nearer the base.
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Blaster bolts flew through the sky as Anakin ran forwards, deeper into the battle upon the turbulent grounds of Tragurd. A loud booming noise from behind him came as a quarter of the troops he was leading were suddenly destroyed in a giant ball of plasma from the Separatist's cannons. Anakin wince at this, but still carried onwards, he had to get to the entrance of the base.
To his left he heard the sudden cry of a fallen Jedi, but to Anakin this was just another noise of the battlefield. The Jedi were useless to him now, and that one was even more so. But his mind was too busy to focus upon the fallen Jedi now, the base seemed to draw ever closer as he ran, the troops behind him dwindling as he went, trying to keep up, but trying to destroy the droids as they went along as well. But for Anakin, there was only one goal… Those doors that lay just on the horizon, the entrance to the Separatist base.
A bolt whizzed by his head, only giving Anakin a second to look to the right before rolling onto the ground to avoid the second shot. The roll completed into a kneeling position, both hand-held blasters pointed at the droid. But within a few shots there was nothing left to hit and Anakin started up on his way once more.
A leap and a bound as he jumped over the fallen garbage of a destroyed droid, his eyes upon the doorway that was so ever close. He could hear and sense the troops behind him drawing nearer with him, but they were too busy destroying the droids around him to move much closer.
Anakin breathed deeply as his pace quickened, blaster bolts hitting near his heels as he ran. An explosion to his left. Another shot from the right. A roll and a shot of his own and another droid slumped lifelessly to the ground. The yell of a troop behind him, the strange screech of a burning droid; the sounds of the battle surrounded him. But his eyes were too busy looking upon the ever-nearing door to notice.
And then the door was finally near enough. He smiled triumphantly as he tore an explosive from his side, and still running threw it towards the tightly locked entrance. Sliding to a stop in front of a fallen droid he shielded himself as a massive explosion set off in front of him. With an even larger grin he threw his body over the fallen droid and ran towards the newly made opening. He was in.
"He got in." Faceless clone captain nodded towards the senator that stood by his side as the report reached him from the field. The senator, several other commanders and himself were flying above the violent battlefield, commanding the troops from afar and it was this trooper's job to tell of the events.
A satisfied smile seemed to break the poise and seriousness of the senator's face as she looked downwards onto the battlefield. Anakin had made it without getting himself killed. Perhaps he had been right about him being safe. Her thoughts were filled with happiness, but face turned serious once more as she looked towards the trooper by her side. "Send reinforcements into the base after him, there shouldn't be much of a battle inside. By our count all the droids but a few are outside fighting, but Bothans have been known to get some false information and we can't risk it."
"Right. Rodger that…" The clone beside Padmé droned off in the regular code he spoke to his own kindred as Padmé founds herself looking downwards at the battlefield once more. This was it, and it was almost over, and then the galaxy would be at peace once more. Padmé couldn't help but smile triumphantly.
Breathing slowed and calmness took over the shadowed form as Anakin cautiously walked, his back to the wall. Turning around a corner his gun was pointed outwardly, aiming to hit anything that dare go within his range. But nothing was there, and so he continued on his way.
Turning yet another corner, blasted outstretched and poised to hit; but it was yet again unoccupied. Anakin tilted his head in thought slightly, it was yet another door, but unlike the others he had encountered, there were no guards. He frowned slightly as he walked over to the keypad and entered the numbers that entered his mind with the help of the Force.
He pressed the key to enter it into the system, but instead of hearing the expected hum of the door opening there was nothing. Anakin frowned to himself as he tried it once more, but again nothing. "Stubborn one are we?" Anakin asked the door as he entered the passkey once more, but still no movement came from the door.
Feeling frustration and anger rise, Anakin tried the pass once more but again with no avail. Noise of frustration escaped his mouth as his foot collided with the metallic door and wince of pain shot through his face as he held his foot in pain. "Oh that was smart Skywalker," Anakin mused to himself. But his ranting soon stopped as he realized the door was opening. It had just been stuck. He smiled briefly to himself as he looked through the doorway and entered the darkened room.
"Reinforcements on the way, senator."
Padmé nodded towards the trooper by her side as she watched several cohorts of clones enter the building through the entrance Anakin created. Word from Anakin was it was all clear, but he hadn't gone through everything yet. She nodded to herself as her eyes fell down to the battlefield once more, drawn to a large explosion below with a furrowed brow.
Anakin's footsteps were the only noise within the large darkened room, giving him an almost eerie feeling. He almost jumped when the door closed behind him, forcing him to point his blaster towards the closed doorway in fear. He allowed himself a brief smile from his foolishness before turning around once more.
There was something definitely odd about this chamber. From the high ceiling, to the strange windows over the battlefield to the strangely ominous chair that sat before the windows. It looked like a command chamber, but yet…no one seemed to be within the room at all.
His blaster lowered, Anakin walked silently towards the dark chair. His head tilted to the side slightly as he looked from the chair to the window where the battle raged on. He blinked as he reached the chair, unaware of what had happened to this room to leave it so empty. But it had been hard work getting this far, and a break was needed.
His tired form fell down onto the chair, relaxing slightly as he watched the battle below. The republic seemed to be winning he assessed with a smile, but before he could celebrate he heard the sound of an opening door behind him. He jumped out of the chair, wheeling around with blaster pointed towards the doorway. But he was greeted by a most familiar face, yet there was something different.
"Anakin? What are you doing here?" It was Padmé, and by the horrified look upon her face something was not right.
To Be Continued...
Author's Notes: Well, that was an overly large amount of time. o_0 Sorry about the overly extended delay on this story. But hey, at least it's an uber long one this time. ^_^ So be happy at that. And I guarentee the next chapter will be up soon, now that I'm off for the summer there'll be lots more writing done. ^_^
Flashback
The scenery moved by rapidly, seeming to vanish in a blink of an eye as the hard gray surface of Tragurd moved by the air transport at an alarming rate. The surface seemed to almost tremor as they went over it, but it was possible that it really did with the geology of this planet. Padmé was surprised that any thing could live here, let alone enough humans to run the separatist movement. But their numbers were dwindling; this was probably going to be their last stand against the Republic.
A calming hand ran down Padmé's face returning her from her state of pondering to the real world inside the air transport. The hand felt rough and calloused against her skin, but it was warm and loving. Her deep brown eyes look sharply up towards cold blue ones with an almost curious look crossing her face.
"You look worried." The hand that touched her was now by Anakin's side once more. For a second the wind from outside seemed to blow on them.
"I'm not," The reply was sharp and almost harsh, but her brown eyes looked away for a moment, blushing slightly from her snapping at Anakin. "I'm sorry."
His cold blue eyes looked outside the opened doorway beside them, "There's nothing to be sorry about. This will be a tough battle." His voice sounded calm and almost philosophical as he spoke, his voice carried an almost reassuring tone to the ears of Padmé.
She looked towards him, sadness and fear seeming to fill her eyes. "I'm still sorry." Her voice sounded determined and stubborn as she attempted to prove that she was sorry.
Anakin smiled slightly, looking into her eyes. He placed a hand on each of her cheeks and drew his face towards her own, placing a single loving kiss upon her forehead. "We'll both survive. I know it, you don't need to worry."
Padmé sighed as her gaze drifted outwards to the rushing scenery below. Anakin seemed to know exactly how she was feeling, but even his words of confidence didn't stop the foreboding feeling covering this planet as they flew nearer and nearer the base.
Blaster bolts flew through the sky as Anakin ran forwards, deeper into the battle upon the turbulent grounds of Tragurd. A loud booming noise from behind him came as a quarter of the troops he was leading were suddenly destroyed in a giant ball of plasma from the Separatist's cannons. Anakin wince at this, but still carried onwards, he had to get to the entrance of the base.
To his left he heard the sudden cry of a fallen Jedi, but to Anakin this was just another noise of the battlefield. The Jedi were useless to him now, and that one was even more so. But his mind was too busy to focus upon the fallen Jedi now, the base seemed to draw ever closer as he ran, the troops behind him dwindling as he went, trying to keep up, but trying to destroy the droids as they went along as well. But for Anakin, there was only one goal… Those doors that lay just on the horizon, the entrance to the Separatist base.
A bolt whizzed by his head, only giving Anakin a second to look to the right before rolling onto the ground to avoid the second shot. The roll completed into a kneeling position, both hand-held blasters pointed at the droid. But within a few shots there was nothing left to hit and Anakin started up on his way once more.
A leap and a bound as he jumped over the fallen garbage of a destroyed droid, his eyes upon the doorway that was so ever close. He could hear and sense the troops behind him drawing nearer with him, but they were too busy destroying the droids around him to move much closer.
Anakin breathed deeply as his pace quickened, blaster bolts hitting near his heels as he ran. An explosion to his left. Another shot from the right. A roll and a shot of his own and another droid slumped lifelessly to the ground. The yell of a troop behind him, the strange screech of a burning droid; the sounds of the battle surrounded him. But his eyes were too busy looking upon the ever-nearing door to notice.
And then the door was finally near enough. He smiled triumphantly as he tore an explosive from his side, and still running threw it towards the tightly locked entrance. Sliding to a stop in front of a fallen droid he shielded himself as a massive explosion set off in front of him. With an even larger grin he threw his body over the fallen droid and ran towards the newly made opening. He was in.
"He got in." Faceless clone captain nodded towards the senator that stood by his side as the report reached him from the field. The senator, several other commanders and himself were flying above the violent battlefield, commanding the troops from afar and it was this trooper's job to tell of the events.
A satisfied smile seemed to break the poise and seriousness of the senator's face as she looked downwards onto the battlefield. Anakin had made it without getting himself killed. Perhaps he had been right about him being safe. Her thoughts were filled with happiness, but face turned serious once more as she looked towards the trooper by her side. "Send reinforcements into the base after him, there shouldn't be much of a battle inside. By our count all the droids but a few are outside fighting, but Bothans have been known to get some false information and we can't risk it."
"Right. Rodger that…" The clone beside Padmé droned off in the regular code he spoke to his own kindred as Padmé founds herself looking downwards at the battlefield once more. This was it, and it was almost over, and then the galaxy would be at peace once more. Padmé couldn't help but smile triumphantly.
Breathing slowed and calmness took over the shadowed form as Anakin cautiously walked, his back to the wall. Turning around a corner his gun was pointed outwardly, aiming to hit anything that dare go within his range. But nothing was there, and so he continued on his way.
Turning yet another corner, blasted outstretched and poised to hit; but it was yet again unoccupied. Anakin tilted his head in thought slightly, it was yet another door, but unlike the others he had encountered, there were no guards. He frowned slightly as he walked over to the keypad and entered the numbers that entered his mind with the help of the Force.
He pressed the key to enter it into the system, but instead of hearing the expected hum of the door opening there was nothing. Anakin frowned to himself as he tried it once more, but again nothing. "Stubborn one are we?" Anakin asked the door as he entered the passkey once more, but still no movement came from the door.
Feeling frustration and anger rise, Anakin tried the pass once more but again with no avail. Noise of frustration escaped his mouth as his foot collided with the metallic door and wince of pain shot through his face as he held his foot in pain. "Oh that was smart Skywalker," Anakin mused to himself. But his ranting soon stopped as he realized the door was opening. It had just been stuck. He smiled briefly to himself as he looked through the doorway and entered the darkened room.
"Reinforcements on the way, senator."
Padmé nodded towards the trooper by her side as she watched several cohorts of clones enter the building through the entrance Anakin created. Word from Anakin was it was all clear, but he hadn't gone through everything yet. She nodded to herself as her eyes fell down to the battlefield once more, drawn to a large explosion below with a furrowed brow.
Anakin's footsteps were the only noise within the large darkened room, giving him an almost eerie feeling. He almost jumped when the door closed behind him, forcing him to point his blaster towards the closed doorway in fear. He allowed himself a brief smile from his foolishness before turning around once more.
There was something definitely odd about this chamber. From the high ceiling, to the strange windows over the battlefield to the strangely ominous chair that sat before the windows. It looked like a command chamber, but yet…no one seemed to be within the room at all.
His blaster lowered, Anakin walked silently towards the dark chair. His head tilted to the side slightly as he looked from the chair to the window where the battle raged on. He blinked as he reached the chair, unaware of what had happened to this room to leave it so empty. But it had been hard work getting this far, and a break was needed.
His tired form fell down onto the chair, relaxing slightly as he watched the battle below. The republic seemed to be winning he assessed with a smile, but before he could celebrate he heard the sound of an opening door behind him. He jumped out of the chair, wheeling around with blaster pointed towards the doorway. But he was greeted by a most familiar face, yet there was something different.
"Anakin? What are you doing here?" It was Padmé, and by the horrified look upon her face something was not right.
Author's Notes: Well, that was an overly large amount of time. o_0 Sorry about the overly extended delay on this story. But hey, at least it's an uber long one this time. ^_^ So be happy at that. And I guarentee the next chapter will be up soon, now that I'm off for the summer there'll be lots more writing done. ^_^