Over the Edge
Chapter 3
By aznJEDI13
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns all, no doubt about that. This story belongs to me.
Note: I've finally decided on a time frame. We last saw our beloved couple when Anakin was 18 and Amidala was 23, almost 24. Now, three years later, our heroes meet again. Fate has brought them together once more. It is suggested that you read the "The Deep End" first.
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'… I watched the world fold to the dark side of the moon,
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you…'
Why was it so cold?
A dark, dreary feeling suddenly instilled it self upon him. He clasped his master's hand in his own mechanical one and shivered slightly. It was so cold. He pulled the lid of his cap down tighter; hoping that it would somewhat dissipated the coldness.
But it didn't.
Closing his eyes, he sighed. Releasing his master's hand, he moved for the door.
Goodbye, Master. Sweet Master.
Something moved though as he turned away.
Thus, reluctantly, he ventured back to the bed and watched a scene began to unravel before his eyes. His master, somberly strapped to the metal bed began to shake uncontrollably. His eyes, under the closed lids, dancing in fiery and his body began to move violently.
Master.
"No, Anakin, no!" He screamed suddenly. Startling the young man, Anakin watched intensely, not exactly sure what to do.
"No!" He screamed, more loudly, "No!" He quieted suddenly, his body stopping from its awkward movement, but his eyes continuing to dance wildly, "I can't. I can't. You're hurting me!" He cried.
Oh, sweet Master.
The dark and dreary feeling reappeared again. This time sending large shivers down Anakin's spine and running, in cold tendrils, almost like fingers through his coarse body. A shadow lurked and Anakin felt his brawn body grow numb as it reeled in ice cold tendrils of agony, shock and most importantly, fear.
Goosebumps began to trace its way through his body as tiny fingers pried at his mind.
"You're hurting me!" Screamed his master once again, "Hurting me! Stop, stop it please – I can't take this anymore!" He cried, "They're dead! All of them! I killed them! What else do you want from me?" He screamed.
Master, sweet Master.
The fingers sunk deeper trying to access caverns and cracks in his mind that they had not known before. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the light. Its energy was powerful and celestial, and more importantly, waiting for him.
He took a deep breath, forcing the tiny prying fingers out of his mind and trying to focus on the greater good.
That's when he saw it.
When he reached the end of the corridor he had been climbing, when he reached the force she was there.
And he had never seen someone or something for that matter as beautiful as she.
Flowing oceans of passionate auburn hair, cascading beautifully down her back igniting her with desire and elegance. Intense but gentle, cognizant wood brown eyes, which had pierced his soul with one single look and had sent millions of shivers down his spine at the mere introduction of blue and brown.
Her skin, pale and luminous, soft with an ethereal glow, use to beg for his fingers to touch, use to beg for the contact. Her hands, so small and petite, were tender in all the right places, but still could be used to fire a blaster, fit perfectly in his own coarse hands. Her fingers were soft and gently always as they ran down his rough cheek and pressed his face to hers.
She would walk, float through the air. It seemed as if her feet never touched the floor. She would glide with the burning soul of a poised young woman, but with the spirit of a child. Her stature was full of confidence and glowing pride, as she would briskly attend to her duties. She was a woman of poise and needed no help from any in making her seem more like a heroine.
She was the heroine of his heart if not a heroine in spirit.
Her face appeared to him, calling out to him, yearning for his love.
Anakin…
But when he reached her, she disappeared.
"No!" A voice called out. But it wasn't his voice; it was someone else's. "No!"
Suddenly, though bursts of energy formed and quickly dissipated as the air become clear, the room became warmer, and the tiny prying fingers disappeared. The room became light and the shadows disappeared.
Slowly, he opened his eyes, but he didn't even remember closing them. He felt the force surge through him and he realized that the entire time he had been in the room it had been absent until now.
Finally, his eyes were drawn to the bed. He sunk forward, falling on his knees and letting out a loud cry of anguish.
The bed was empty.
Oh, sweet Master.
To be continued…
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