Chapter 11

Disclaimer: It's George's story and it always will be

Nick and Annabeth were knelt beside the sith lord and weeping with their heads in their hands. Anyone would have thought that they were mourning for the sith, but no. Riley was gone and the only person they had left was Anakin, the legendary chosen one. Zez-Kai was too busy restoring peace to the temple to help them and for the moment they were all alone. Annabeth sensed a familiar presence on the other side of the door, had he survived and come to comfort them? Anakin walked through the door and gave them the saddest look Annabeth had ever seen.

"How are you holding up?" Anakin asked sadly. They looked back at the dead sith lord and then stood up.

"As well as can be expected, considering we have yet to gain the amount of control that the knights, masters and counsellors have." Nick replied grimly.

"Don't sweat it, I'm a knight and I don't have any control over my emotions."Anakin comforted.

"You're...a knight? They knighted you?"

"No, I was knighted in my past, your future. Riley told me that you could help before he..." Anakin couldn't finish the sentence.

"If you really are from the future, then you must have been sent back by a force wielder." Annabeth realised suddenly.

"That's my problem. I can't get back unless a force wielder sends me back. And I've been confined to the temple, so if I'm going anywhere I'll have to break out." Anakin told them. Annabeth was liking the idea already. Riley was dead, but this was the perfect thing to take her mind off it.

"I don't know, I'm all for breaking the rules, but what about the masters? They will definitely notice your presence had gone, you give off to strong a force presence to leave unnoticed. They will follow us and try to get us back here." Nick stated.

"I'm going." Annabeth said as a final. "Riley would have wanted us to help you, so I will." She turned to Nick. "You'll be damned if you're not coming too." Nick looked nervous, but then he let out a wide grin.

"Why not. Force! We need to pack quickly!" Nick exclaimed as he dashed off to his room. Annabeth followed suit and ran to her own room. She collected some money, and binoculars. She then realised a way that they would all be recognized easily and grabbed three backpacks from her wall. One with two straps, her favourite. Nick could have the only which had a big bulky pack and Anakin could have the smaller bag with only one strap. He would be doing all the fighting after all. Annabeth quickly headed back to them.

"Here, we don't know how long we're going to be gone so we should take these." She handed Anakin his bag and gave Nick his bag.

"No fair! His is better!" Nick complained.

"Are you twenty-four or not?" Annabeth scolded him. Nick shrugged and put on the bag.

"We're too conspicuous in these clothes; we should change into civilian ones." Anakin told them smartly.

"There are no cloth stores on Thython." Nick said.

"We did just get in a shipment of clothes for people practising in disguise." Annabeth told him promptly.

"Alright wait here. I have an idea." With that Anakin left, leaving them slightly confused but eager.

Anakin held his breath as he crept out of the door and looked from side to side. No Jedi were in sight and Anakin could sense them all out on the landing platform. They must be remembering those that had fallen in the battle. Including Riley, Anakin hoped.

Silently, Anakin crept outside and used the force to sense were the clothes he needed were. He hoped that the others enjoyed his taste in clothes since he would be picking theirs for them. He needed to be on the floor below were the cargo was being held and had yet to be moved to its intended destination. The atttack must have taken priority.

Anakin walked slowly towards the stairs and sensed the Jedi returning from their rememberance of the fallen Jedi. Anakin had to think fast and saw what looked like a garbage suit. He flinched at the thought of going down it, but the Jedi were almost here. Desperate times...Anakin thought to himself. Holding his breath, Anakin opened the lid and dove through it. It smelled terrible, even when you were holding your breath. Anakin would have landed in a crate with all the other discarded food and clothes had he not used the force to suspend himself just above it. The last thing he wanted was to smell worse than he already did.

After placing himself on the floor beside the crate, Anakin noticed that he was on the correct floor and needed to hurry before the clothes were moved. Using the force, again, he found them in the room right next to him and began digging through them to find some ones that he liked. He decided to choose some jeans, typically, trainers that were obviously used to climb mountain ranges, a top that was white, much to his disgust, and a black hoodie which suited his taste in colour. Civilians wore some strange outfits, Anakin thought. He scooped up some of the remaining clothes and held them in his arms, he didnt want to have to find his clothes amist all these other ones.

Anakin quickly made his way back up the garbage shoot and ran to Nick and Annabeth, the Jedi were too preoccupied with rebuilding their temple to notice.

After quickly slamming the door shut behind him, Anakin lay out the clothes on he table.

"Take your pick."

Annabeth and Nick chose some clothes and returned to their rooms to change, Anakin did the same as well. He made sure that his Jedi unifrom was in his bag so that when he returned he could quickly change back before telling the council what had happened to him.

Anakin slung the bag on his back, he found it more comfortable to have the strap of the bag going over his head and branching from his shoulder to his waist. Anakin then sensed a fairly strong presence in the force and stepped out of his room very slowly.

At the door stood Satele and several Jedi masters.

"Are you going somewhere?" She asked curiously.

"Actually I am, I'm going home." Anakin replied.

"Someone with your power must not leave." One of the masters lectured.

"Do you have your memory back?" Asked another.

"As it happens, I do."

They looked at one another.

"We should speak with you in the council chambers."

"I can't, I have a schedule to keep." Anakin was getting frustrated now. He didn't need these olden times Jedi stopping him from hoing home.

"We will take you by force if neccesary."

"Your going to need more than five Jedi to subdue me. I don't care if I fight you or not, I'm going home." Anakin retorted.

The Jedi ignited their lightsabers and Anakin did the same. But before any of them could attack, the Jedi flew out of the room and into the hallway.

"If your done, Ani. We have to go!" Annabeth ordered him.

Anakin quickly ran to the window they were stood at and followed their lead by jumping out of it and onto the land below.

They began sprinting as fast as they could to escape but quickly found that the masters were on their tail. Anakin cursed at how quickly they recovered and saw that they would soon be using the force to push them down and capture them.

Anakin had to think fast.

"Stop running!" Anakin suddenly shouted to Annabeth and Nick.

"Are you crazy?"

"Trust me! I have a plan."

They all stopped running and Anakin motioned for them to run backwards and into the masters instead. It was obvious that they thought the trio was going to attack them, Anakin used the force to time this carefully.

"Jump right!" Anakin yelled as soon as they got close to the pursuing Jedi.

He, Nick and Annabeth jumped right and straight into a jungle like place were Anakin motioned for them to keep running. He truned around and used the force to push the Jedi who were still on the platform to their left and into a deep lake. Anakin smirked and followed Annabeth and Nick into the depths of the forest and they only stopped when they reached a secluded area with an already built wind guard surrounding them.

"Should we stop here? What if someone comes back?" Anakin asked.

"They won't, we were the ones would built this. We should be safe here until we can pinpoint the location of a force wielder strong enough to help you." Nick told him calmly.

"Me? Wait, what about you? You can't go back to the Jedi..."

"Unlike you, we are friends with the natives of this planet. They will help us and treat us as family for the rest of our lives."

"Lucky." Anakin stated as he went to make a fire. Nick was in the process of making a shelter and Annabeth had already made a few seats out of logs before they heard an unusual sound.

"What is that?" Anakin asked. He had never heard such a thing before.

"Force storm." Annabeth said.

"Force, what?"

"A force strom. The constant struggle between light and dark make this planet prone to force storms. The confrontation with the sith cant of helped, we should stay under the cover of the shelter for now. I have faith that the force will not want to harm you."

"Why not?"

"You are not supposed to be here, and you are descended from the force. The force has its own will, remember. So it will probably work with us to help your situation."

"Alright then."

"Say thanks to it."

"What, why?"

"Some people believe that it brings luck. Say thanks to your father, or is the force your mother?"

"I have a mother, or at least I did." Anakin cringed. That memory was exceedingly painful.

"Say it!" Annabeth demanded.

"Alright, alright! Thank you...father." Anakin didnt like the sound of it when it rolled off of his tongue. "Happy now?"

Lightning flashed in the sky and thunder clapped.

"Immensly." Annabeth stated, Nick also nodded his head. Anakin certainly hadnt had to do that in the republic, but then again he was in the old republic now.

"Lets just get some sleep." Anakin yawned.

"Don't forget to speak to the force..."

"Oh come on!" Anakin yelled in annoyance. Pray to the force every day and night, forget it.

"Alright, but only because you don't know about our rules."

They all laid down on the floor beneath the shelter and were soon asleep, using their bags and cushions for their heads as comfort.