Unbeknownst to you, I'm working on this Chapter when only up to Chapter 10
is published. lolz Actually only halfway through the non-edited Chapter 11
is written! Nothing in between then and the chapter that you're reading now
exists while I type this. haha. Well I'm working backwards. I need to renew
the mind a little so I'm jumping around which part I'm writing.... It helps
clear my writer's block.
Disclaimer note (Since there's something different in here): Khariya -- That would be mine though I get no money from this. Ysalamiri (did I spell that right? Too late at night to look for the book right now....) -- That's all Timothy Zahn The rest of them characters -- George Lucas, that mighty genius, created them for the world to see and for me to manipulate. (Lolz the latter isn't real but I can dream can't I?)
Chapter 18:
The battle on Geonosis had ceased and most everyone who survived were on some medic ships still in the atmosphere of Geonosis. The wounded were being cared for Padmè watched as Anakin got a golden replica to replace the arm that was amputated from his body by Dooku. She could see the wires replacing his veins and the lights of electricity that was replacing his blood.
Obi Wan and Anakin were taken from their fight with Dooku by Yoda, who levitated them to safer areas. No one really knew what happened but they knew it must have been some fight to give Anakin such injuries. Padmè was still to get the play-by-play description of the fight from Anakin but she wasn't sure when to ask him about it.
"Anakin..." Padmè started but Anakin interrupted her. With a sudden glance up, Anakin realized he hadn't seen Khariya yet. Not since he left the coliseum to chase after Dooku.
"Where's Khariya?" Anakin cried out.
"I don't know...." Padmè shrugged.
He reached out to the Force to find her... to give him reassurance that she was all right but he found nothing. Instead he sensed Obi Wan outside the door feeling quite uncertain. The medic droid finished connecting the arm to his shoulder and Anakin slowly wiggled his fingers to try out the new body part he had. 'I wonder how Khariya will take this in bed...' Anakin thought grinning. He sensed Obi Wan jerk outside. "Padmè, Obi Wan is outside." Padmè nodded. With a switch of a button the door slid open and Obi Wan stepped in hesitantly holding a bloody scrap of clothing.
"What's wrong, master?" Anakin asked seeing the worry crease the forehead of his mentor.
"I... I'm sorry... Both of you... I'm sorry I have to bring these news but..." Obi Wan stuttered. He put the cloth down on the table. "Ever since... I've been trying to sense her... feel where she is but... Anakin, can you?" Anakin looked confused as did Padmè but their confusion was different. Padmè didn't know what in the world was happening but Anakin felt the confusion because of his denial of the gut feeling he had and what he sensed--or more actually, didn't sense--moments ago.
"What are you talking about?" Padmè murmured.
"Why can't I sense Khariya, Master?" Anakin asked, afraid of the answer. Padmè gasped and fell back to a chair, her hand to her mouth, knowing the answer to Anakin's question.
"There is only one way I know of that you can't sense a person Anakin..." Obi Wan explained. "Only when the person ceases to exist is there a void in the Force that cuts off our connection with that person."
"Don't say it, Obi Wan... Please." Anakin pleaded. He felt his heart starting to beat harder and tighten so hard at every pulse that each beat was causing him pain.
"I'm sorry but I believe that Khariya is dead," Obi Wan announced. Padmè's sobs started to become louder.
"No..." Padmè cried. "She's... Khariya... She has to still be down there!" Padmè lost all her regality as she jumped up and paced the room frantically and crying. Anakin looked lost in his thoughts. "You can't tell me my baby sister is dead! She's barely 18!"
Anakin was desperately trying to find his girlfriend using every ounce of his strength to go through the entire universe in his search. His mind washed over every rock, in every ocean and under every grain of sand. The back of his mind was nagging him to stop because he already knew it was a vain attempt to find her but his heart wouldn't. Obi Wan saw the strain in Anakin's eyes and could feel the labored breaths from his lungs. He gripped Anakin at the shoulders and shook him out of the trance.
"Stop looking, Padawan," Obi wan ordered. "She's gone..." Anakin looked up to his teacher and his tears slowly came. He shook away Obi Wan and Padmè stopped her pacing as she looked at Anakin's angry stare. Anakin looked around trying to find some kind of comfort in the white sterile room but found nothing. His frustration was growing in him as his hands went through his hair gripping the locks of blond strands and pulling at them till he was in pain.
"BUT I JUST FOUND HER!" Anakin screamed. "HOW CAN YOU JUST TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT!" His hand swung to the glass cabinet shattering it into countless pieces. He stalked away leaving Obi Wan to his shock and Padmè in her own misery.
Hours Later:
Anakin stood alone in front of a huge window. He could see the star lines as the ship he was riding was in light speed. Most people would have looked at the scene as beautiful as the gold streaks went past making it look like a shower of stars but Anakin felt more connected to that black nothingness in the background.
If Khariya were right here beside me, Anakin thought, I would be holding her right in my arms... She would lean back against my chest and I would kiss her hair. She would laugh and tell me she loves me. Then I would kiss her and then, space wouldn't feel cold at all because Khariya was there for me... She wasn't like the others. She wanted to be with me even if there were rules that kept us apart... I loved her and that was enough reason for her to stay... She WANTED to stay but fate had to be cruel and rip away someone else I loved. Now he had to endure the frigidness of space alone again...
"In fact, now it seems colder," Anakin murmured. He sensed Padmè walk in to the room and beside him. She still had the stains of her tears.
"It does, doesn't it?" Padmè whispered. "I don't get it... None of this makes sense... None of it." She sat down on the cold hard ground, her tears slowly making their way out again. "She shouldn't have even been there... not even anywhere near Geonosis, except that I made her come..." Anakin was almost inclined to agree too but he knew that would have been wrong.
"It's not your fault," Anakin replied. He knelt down and held Padmè in his arms. She just sobbed into his chest, pounding at him trying to release her anger.
"She's not suppose to be dead, Anakin," she whined. Anakin's mind wandered, thinking about Khariya.
...you'll have her in the end, Anakin, you'll see...
'Turns out she was right,' Anakin thought. 'This was what she wanted... for me and Padmè to be together.'
"Padmè, marry me," Anakin said into her ear. Padmè backed away, surprised by his sudden proposal. "Tomorrow..."
"Anakin, my sister just died!" Padmè exclaimed.
"It was what Khariya wanted... right from the beginning, our being together was her goal... and are you taking back now what you said at Geonosis?" Anakin countered.
"Of course not," Padmè shook her head. "But..."
"No buts, Padmè... Tomorrow, we'll get married on Naboo and we'll be together," Anakin pushed. Padmè looked into his eyes and saw that he was serious. DEAD serious (nice choice of words, she thought sarcastically) Slowly, she nodded... They were getting married.
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Lightyears away, on Coruscant. A building stood in the middle of the planet. It was surrounded by other more eye-catching edifices that made this particular building boring and unattracive. In fact, the only way you would have noticed it was if it were pointed out to you. The building was topped by a dome. Not many knew of this, but the dome, in the inside panelings of the walls were creatures that pushed away the Force. If a Force-sensitive passed by and tried to sense what was in that dome, he would find nothing because the Force was unusable there. But the man who built that tower was a genius. He managed to place the creatures called Ysalamiri in a way that their natural tendencies made a Force-less shield on the dome. Inside you can use the Force and could 'see' outside but once outside of the shield you were unable to sense what was going on inside. It was like a one way glass. Inside the dome was that very man.
The man stood on a podium off to the side dressed in a hooded cloak and looking into a floating orb in front of him. The orb looked like a bubble except for the fact that as he looked into it he could see a couple kneeling down on the floor holding each other as they mourned for a loved one. A few feet away from him, Khariya lay asleep and didn't wake until a day later...
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Hehehe almost done!!!! REVIEW PLEASe!!!
Disclaimer note (Since there's something different in here): Khariya -- That would be mine though I get no money from this. Ysalamiri (did I spell that right? Too late at night to look for the book right now....) -- That's all Timothy Zahn The rest of them characters -- George Lucas, that mighty genius, created them for the world to see and for me to manipulate. (Lolz the latter isn't real but I can dream can't I?)
Chapter 18:
The battle on Geonosis had ceased and most everyone who survived were on some medic ships still in the atmosphere of Geonosis. The wounded were being cared for Padmè watched as Anakin got a golden replica to replace the arm that was amputated from his body by Dooku. She could see the wires replacing his veins and the lights of electricity that was replacing his blood.
Obi Wan and Anakin were taken from their fight with Dooku by Yoda, who levitated them to safer areas. No one really knew what happened but they knew it must have been some fight to give Anakin such injuries. Padmè was still to get the play-by-play description of the fight from Anakin but she wasn't sure when to ask him about it.
"Anakin..." Padmè started but Anakin interrupted her. With a sudden glance up, Anakin realized he hadn't seen Khariya yet. Not since he left the coliseum to chase after Dooku.
"Where's Khariya?" Anakin cried out.
"I don't know...." Padmè shrugged.
He reached out to the Force to find her... to give him reassurance that she was all right but he found nothing. Instead he sensed Obi Wan outside the door feeling quite uncertain. The medic droid finished connecting the arm to his shoulder and Anakin slowly wiggled his fingers to try out the new body part he had. 'I wonder how Khariya will take this in bed...' Anakin thought grinning. He sensed Obi Wan jerk outside. "Padmè, Obi Wan is outside." Padmè nodded. With a switch of a button the door slid open and Obi Wan stepped in hesitantly holding a bloody scrap of clothing.
"What's wrong, master?" Anakin asked seeing the worry crease the forehead of his mentor.
"I... I'm sorry... Both of you... I'm sorry I have to bring these news but..." Obi Wan stuttered. He put the cloth down on the table. "Ever since... I've been trying to sense her... feel where she is but... Anakin, can you?" Anakin looked confused as did Padmè but their confusion was different. Padmè didn't know what in the world was happening but Anakin felt the confusion because of his denial of the gut feeling he had and what he sensed--or more actually, didn't sense--moments ago.
"What are you talking about?" Padmè murmured.
"Why can't I sense Khariya, Master?" Anakin asked, afraid of the answer. Padmè gasped and fell back to a chair, her hand to her mouth, knowing the answer to Anakin's question.
"There is only one way I know of that you can't sense a person Anakin..." Obi Wan explained. "Only when the person ceases to exist is there a void in the Force that cuts off our connection with that person."
"Don't say it, Obi Wan... Please." Anakin pleaded. He felt his heart starting to beat harder and tighten so hard at every pulse that each beat was causing him pain.
"I'm sorry but I believe that Khariya is dead," Obi Wan announced. Padmè's sobs started to become louder.
"No..." Padmè cried. "She's... Khariya... She has to still be down there!" Padmè lost all her regality as she jumped up and paced the room frantically and crying. Anakin looked lost in his thoughts. "You can't tell me my baby sister is dead! She's barely 18!"
Anakin was desperately trying to find his girlfriend using every ounce of his strength to go through the entire universe in his search. His mind washed over every rock, in every ocean and under every grain of sand. The back of his mind was nagging him to stop because he already knew it was a vain attempt to find her but his heart wouldn't. Obi Wan saw the strain in Anakin's eyes and could feel the labored breaths from his lungs. He gripped Anakin at the shoulders and shook him out of the trance.
"Stop looking, Padawan," Obi wan ordered. "She's gone..." Anakin looked up to his teacher and his tears slowly came. He shook away Obi Wan and Padmè stopped her pacing as she looked at Anakin's angry stare. Anakin looked around trying to find some kind of comfort in the white sterile room but found nothing. His frustration was growing in him as his hands went through his hair gripping the locks of blond strands and pulling at them till he was in pain.
"BUT I JUST FOUND HER!" Anakin screamed. "HOW CAN YOU JUST TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT!" His hand swung to the glass cabinet shattering it into countless pieces. He stalked away leaving Obi Wan to his shock and Padmè in her own misery.
Hours Later:
Anakin stood alone in front of a huge window. He could see the star lines as the ship he was riding was in light speed. Most people would have looked at the scene as beautiful as the gold streaks went past making it look like a shower of stars but Anakin felt more connected to that black nothingness in the background.
If Khariya were right here beside me, Anakin thought, I would be holding her right in my arms... She would lean back against my chest and I would kiss her hair. She would laugh and tell me she loves me. Then I would kiss her and then, space wouldn't feel cold at all because Khariya was there for me... She wasn't like the others. She wanted to be with me even if there were rules that kept us apart... I loved her and that was enough reason for her to stay... She WANTED to stay but fate had to be cruel and rip away someone else I loved. Now he had to endure the frigidness of space alone again...
"In fact, now it seems colder," Anakin murmured. He sensed Padmè walk in to the room and beside him. She still had the stains of her tears.
"It does, doesn't it?" Padmè whispered. "I don't get it... None of this makes sense... None of it." She sat down on the cold hard ground, her tears slowly making their way out again. "She shouldn't have even been there... not even anywhere near Geonosis, except that I made her come..." Anakin was almost inclined to agree too but he knew that would have been wrong.
"It's not your fault," Anakin replied. He knelt down and held Padmè in his arms. She just sobbed into his chest, pounding at him trying to release her anger.
"She's not suppose to be dead, Anakin," she whined. Anakin's mind wandered, thinking about Khariya.
...you'll have her in the end, Anakin, you'll see...
'Turns out she was right,' Anakin thought. 'This was what she wanted... for me and Padmè to be together.'
"Padmè, marry me," Anakin said into her ear. Padmè backed away, surprised by his sudden proposal. "Tomorrow..."
"Anakin, my sister just died!" Padmè exclaimed.
"It was what Khariya wanted... right from the beginning, our being together was her goal... and are you taking back now what you said at Geonosis?" Anakin countered.
"Of course not," Padmè shook her head. "But..."
"No buts, Padmè... Tomorrow, we'll get married on Naboo and we'll be together," Anakin pushed. Padmè looked into his eyes and saw that he was serious. DEAD serious (nice choice of words, she thought sarcastically) Slowly, she nodded... They were getting married.
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Lightyears away, on Coruscant. A building stood in the middle of the planet. It was surrounded by other more eye-catching edifices that made this particular building boring and unattracive. In fact, the only way you would have noticed it was if it were pointed out to you. The building was topped by a dome. Not many knew of this, but the dome, in the inside panelings of the walls were creatures that pushed away the Force. If a Force-sensitive passed by and tried to sense what was in that dome, he would find nothing because the Force was unusable there. But the man who built that tower was a genius. He managed to place the creatures called Ysalamiri in a way that their natural tendencies made a Force-less shield on the dome. Inside you can use the Force and could 'see' outside but once outside of the shield you were unable to sense what was going on inside. It was like a one way glass. Inside the dome was that very man.
The man stood on a podium off to the side dressed in a hooded cloak and looking into a floating orb in front of him. The orb looked like a bubble except for the fact that as he looked into it he could see a couple kneeling down on the floor holding each other as they mourned for a loved one. A few feet away from him, Khariya lay asleep and didn't wake until a day later...
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