CHAPTER 3
No one cares. Can't fight any longer. Don't want to be evil. Want to be powerful. No power. Alone. Want life back. Want her. Gone. No!
Anakin awoke with a start as the door to his cell flew open. He stayed on his side on the padded bench as the man walked in again. Anakin was wary of this man, for he had invaded his privacy once, what would stop him from doing so again?
"Anakin?" he said as the door clicked behind him, but Anakin did not move. "Anakin?" he said again, so Anakin sat up and leaned against the padded walls, turning his head away from the man. Silence ensued. Anakin's fingers began twitching as the silence hung around him, making him nervous. "May I sit, Anakin?" he heard the man ask. Anakin did not move one inch as the man sat on the bench beside him. Silence clouded the room again. Even though the man was right beside him, Anakin could not look at him. The memory of his invasion was too near.
"Anakin, I'm sorry." Heh, sorry. No one's ever sorry. Just another disguise, another lie. Everyone lies. Everyone! "I'm sorry for everything and anything I did wrong." Lies! Can't trust anyone! No one!
Anakin's head began jerking as the man kept talking and his hands began to twitch even more.
"I wish I knew what I did, but only you can tell me that," the man said. "You are like my son, Anakin, and I hate seeing you like this."
All lies! Can't trust hi. Only her. Her. Yes, her.
Suddenly, Anakin fell to the ground, twitching uncontrollably, and Obi-Wan shot to his feet, calling for a medic. One came quickly as Obi-Wan knelt by Anakin's side, giving him strength as well as trying to find the cause of Anakin's distress. He entered his mind and found confusion, utter and complete chaos. 'Lies,' 'Trust,' and 'No one' were words that filled the void of Anakin's mind. The medics determined that he was going into shock and they sedated the young man. Before Anakin allowed unconsciousness to surround him, Obi-Wan found thoughts that were hopeful, and they pointed to one person.
"Only her."