Here is chapter 5 which will bring us out of Star by Star and into the begining parts of my actual story. I hope you enjoy it, and if anyone is actually reading this, PLEASE review even if just to tell me hi or that I suck. Thanks.
Chapter 5
The strike team had been going nonstop for days and were beginning to feel the consequences. Ulaha, Jovan, and Eryl were dead, and now Anakin was seriously injured, even if he didn't want to admit it. It was all his fault. He had let the team down and now it was his job to fix things. He was prepared to die, ok with it even if it meant that others would live and continue on with their hopes and dreams. He did have a few regrets though as he sent Tahiri and the others safely out of the danger zone.
He wished he could hug his mom and tell her that she gave him his strength, tell his dad that he was sorry he killed Chewbacca and beg him for his forgiveness, let his aunt Mara know that he appreciated everything she had done for him over the past couple of years especially for being the only person to have faith in him and stop treating him like a little kid. To Uncle Luke, his inspiration and the greatest person he knew, he was sorry that he had failed and was letting everyone down. He wished he could hold little Ben in his arms one last time and look into the eyes of the future for the Jedi. At Jaina, Anakin would smile and thank her for all of her support and tell her she was the best big sister he ever had, and to Jacen, he would say he was truly sorry and wished they had the chance to make things better.
But Tahiri. How could he possibly say goodbye to Tahiri? She meant everything to him, and yet he had never actually verbalized his feelings for her. Even as he made love to her a few nights before, he never had uttered the words 'I love you' and meant it in a romantic way and neither had she. It made him sad that although the two knew how much the other cared for them, they still had never taken the opportunity to express those feelings. As he reached out to her softly with the Force, Anakin gently brushed her presence and paused. He felt something odd; different. Reaching out a little more, he smiled. She would be ok; they all would. And he had a job to do.
"No!" screamed Tahiri as she felt Anakin's Force presence vanish. This couldn't be happening, not to Anakin. He was the strongest person she knew; their leader. How could he leave them all alone, leave her? She would have collapsed into a pathetic whimpering ball if Zeek had not been there to catch her and hold her steady. She blindly grasped for him and struggled to breath, trying to get a grasp over herself, but she could not get past the terrible pain she felt. Wondering where it was coming from since she had not received a recent injury, Tahiri tuned herself into her own body. That wrenching feeling that was overcoming her, it was heartache. As the team began to start running again, Tahiri felt herself slipping away, out of her body as if she wasn't even there. What would happen to them now? Her faith was gone and now everything was lost.
The days past in slow motion for all of the remaining members of the strike team. They continued to go about the rest of their mission and were able to retrieve Anakin's broken body from the Vong in order to bring it back for a proper Jedi funeral. During the final escape attempt, Jacen Solo was abandoned for the greater good of the rest of the group. Doing this, leaving her twin brother behind, ripped Jaina's heart out, but she knew she had to stay strong; she wanted revenge.