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Well here is chapter two, I made this mostly from Cannon, well what was Cannon before Disney took over... anyways here is the second chapter!
The story continues onward like a river flowing to the sea...
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(Third Person Point of View)
Anakin groaned as he slowly began to stir, he could feel nothing… no pain, but he could feel his arms and legs, he did not hear the hiss or the sound of his respirator.
He snapped his eyes opened to see it was dark, he could taste the hot dry sandy air, he has not been able to do this for decades since he was imprisoned in that cursed suit that kept him alive, but caged like an animal.
Anakin's mind quickly woke up as he began to process everything. His eyes snapped open and he saw he was in a familiar place… somewhere where he spent almost a decade here… his first nine years to be exact…
He touched his face and did not feel that that cold, hard, dark, cursed Mask. No he felt his very human, living, soft warm skin. He began to pat himself down in disbelief, unable to fully comprehend what was truly and the magnitude of what was happening and what had happened.
One of the things that thoughts Anakin thought was 'Was this all a dream? All those years as a Jedi... as a Sith Lord... a dream... NO... No it was all too real... it could not be... could it?'
Anakin ripped off his blankets and looked down, he was whole again! He was human, no cybernetic at all. He gently and gingerly touched his leg as if it was a vision that would go away if he touched it, he could feel it, and he felt his hand, he felt his leg… they were both real.
This was real… this was happening. Anakin without knowing it began to both weep and cry in joy and in repentance.
Moments later he heard some soft foot steps coming towards him, seconds later one of the last persons he ever thought he would see walked in, Shmi Skywalker his mother…
She was back... alive... she was there with him.
Anakin launched himself into her warm, soft, kind embrace as he cried in her arms weeping for everything he had down wrong, from the Sand People, to falling to the Dark Side and everything that it lead into. His tears were like a healing salve to his soul.
Shmi simply held her son close as she whispered in his ear sweet nothings, telling him it was merely a dream, that everything would be okay.
After several minutes, Anakin calmed down in his mother's embrace enough for Shmi to ask him what it was about.
Anakin said with a half whimper part whisper and part shout "You died… I saw… I FELT you die!"
Shmi reassured him in a way only mother could as she held him close to her bosom as she said softly and warmly as she rocked him slowly "It was only a dream Ani…"
He shook his head not believing it was a dream, he knew in the very core of his being that, that DID happen. He said "N-no it-it was real…"
His Mother took his hand as she held his head close to her chest as she hummed softly as she rocked him. Her hand closed around his and her gray eyes shone with just a touch of relief. She was real. She was real asked softly "Do you believe me now?" his mother asked, cutting through his train of thoughts.
Anakin's thoughts froze, he closed his eyes and simply relaxed in his mother's arms. He knew this was real he said meekly "Mom… it seemed so real…"
Shmi simply held him close assuring him he was safe and that it was just a dream. Though Anakin knew it was more than a 'simple dream'.
Some time later Anakin fell asleep in his mother's embrace and they did not wake up till sunrise.
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(Third Person Point of View)
(Time Skip: The Next Afternoon)
Anakin's blood began to boil as he heard the blue blob of blue crap called Watto yelling at his mother. He was very much temped to force choke the bastard, but he held back, but barely. He knew that Watto was better than many other Masters and other Slave Owners.
But he was a Sith Lord, Second in Command of an Empire! Now? A slave boy! Anakin clenched his fists as he tried to reign in his rage, but after years, decades of letting it out. He was a General of the Republic, he was a Jedi Knight!... but now he is nothing… nothing more than a slave boy!
Metal began to shake in the room he was in from his temper, he quickly let it go into the Force. He closed his eyes and began to calm himself down before Watto got angry and took away their food… again.
His mother kept looking at him at confused and concerned as he fiddled with something in his hands, not really in the mood to do it, his eyes were following his mother.
Shmi could tell this was her son… but he was different. He was not the same son he was the day before. Anakin had changed. Shmi loved her son to death and would die for him.
Anakin could feel Shmi's concern and worry. He began to realize he needed to start acting more like himself… his old self. He remember bits and pieces of this, but he forced himself to forget life as a slave. The Dark Side also twisted his mind and memory of the past. But he knew he was far more energetic, he could feel it now, and he had much more energy than he did as the Darth Lord Vader.
He sighed as he did the minimum quota for the day and want home, he closed his eyes and meditated as he tried to calm down and remember… well his past life.
This time he spent quietly contemplating. He was convinced that he had actually come from the future, at least that his memories had done it in any case. That conclusion continued to feel right no matter what other ideas he came up with. Despite this, part of him still did not want to accept that and remained on edge and wary. This was not natural... but he was.
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