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The Book of Time

Chapter Six: The Two Jedi

Obi Wan quietly paced the long hallway. Anakin was as equally quiet, staring through the window that was almost like the entryway into the magnificent city of Corusant, seemingly distracted by thoughts a world away.

Distantly, they heard the soft footsteps of a man and a woman. In flowing brown cloaks, they headed towards the council room. Their sight was strangely familiar.

The man had dark brown locks of hair that curled at his forehead. His face was handsome and wore a kindly expression, but his piercing blue eyes startled them. The only person who wore the same stunning eyes was Anakin himself. The woman on the other hand was beautiful; her dark brown hair styled and dressed in an elaborate hairstyle. White robes floating around her underneath the simple brown cloak. She reminded Anakin immensely of Padme.

Passing Anakin and Obi Wan, they appeared intensely immersed, disappearing into the council room after ascending the small flight of stairs. It reminded Anakin of the instant when he thought he had seen an angel. But this was far beyond angelic; it was like as if they were from a different place and time. The air was still with suspicion. The floor humming with anticipation.

Pondering their interesting arrival, Obi Wan and Anakin watched them pass into the entrance of the hall to the council chamber. The woman going in first, the man second. Obi Wan was cautious, his hand absentmindedly brushing his beard in thought. Anakin wore a complex expression, which seemed comprised of many things. Obi-Wan turned away towards the window again. This was not normal, he thought.

Once they reached the council room, Leia stopped outside the room, she decided against going in, she was afraid that she could do something disagreeable. Watching Luke, he met her gaze and they gave one another an understanding glance before Luke entered the Chamber room. The door sliding in behind him with a sort of finality. The eyes of the remaining council lifted from their meditation to Luke, who stood in front of them, an astounding image to one of their own, Anakin.

Mace Windu watched him carefully, his expression kept clear and empty of emotion. Yoda, the only other member there, gave a small smile, his features rearranged in an amused expression.

'Masters' Luke bowed deeply, a sign of respect, 'I wish to speak with Master Yoda'

Turning to look at Yoda, Mace nodded and began to leave. Passing the man as he did. Once gone, Yoda slowly inclined his head to face Luke's and said

'Yes? You wished to talk to me, you did.'

Author's Note: I know I'm a little evil ending it at a kind of cliff-hanger but I'm like that so don't hurt me or anything. Thanks for reading!