July 16, 2009

Chapter 2: The Second Event

Phoebe woke with a start. She showered and combed her hair and dressed. Walking through the halls of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant in jeans, a halter top, and heels, she perkily made her way to the conjugal quarters. She was on her way to see the Skywalkers.

Since she'd been on Coruscant, they were her only family, being that her sisters, nieces, and nephews were back home on Earth.

She smiled at everyone she saw as she passed and even stopped to chat with Ahsoka Tano, Anakin's former apprentice.

Padme' lay beside her husband in bed, staring at his face as light shined upon it. She stroked his face and smiled. Then, she put her arms around him, cuddling up to his chest so that she could hear his heartbeat.

"Nothing would give me more joy than to bear your child," she remembered saying eight years prior when they'd wed. Then, she looked across the room and saw her three children sleeping soundly; the twins 4 and her second son, Chase, 21 months.

They were her joys and they were growing in The Force in their own separate ways.

Then, Anakin stirred and took in a deep breath. She looked up and then she saw that two beautiful blue eyes were staring back at her.

"Hello, my love," he softly said, his morning breath hitting her face.

She didn't mind, smiling anyway. "Good morning, Ani," she replied. "How'd you sleep?"

Before he could answer, there was a knock at the door. Padme' looked in the direction of the door, then back to Anakin.

He nodded. "You can answer it."

Padme' smiled, kissed his soft lips, and moved off the bed, grabbing her robe near the bed and gliding across the room and through two doors until she came to the entrance door. "Who is it?" Padme' said through the door.

"I-It's Phoebe," a jittery Phoebe said from outside the door.

Padme' pressed the blue button to her right and the doors slid open, revealing a rather chipper Phoebe Halliwell.

"Good morning, Padme'! I hope I'm not waking you…"

"Oh no." Padme' looked over her shoulder, then back to Phoebe. "I was just laying in the bed, talking to Anakin….What's on your mind?"

"Oh, nothing….I was just stopping by to see how you were doing."

A Jedi moved through the hallway and accidently bumped into Phoebe. At that moment, she gasped and jumped; she was having a premonition.

= The Jedi was facing off with a warlock. The warlock

struck the Jedi across the face. He flies backward to the floor. The warlock turned to make sure that no one saw him.=

Phoebe jumped again, coming back to the present. She found Padme's hand on her arm.

"Phoebe, are you alright?" she asked.

Phoebe looked at her, then down the hall, but the Jedi she'd had the premonition about was out of sight.

"I-I just had a premonition!! A-About that Jedi that just bumped into me!! H-He was getting attacked…by a warlock!"

Padme' looked at her, confused. "A warlock? What's that?"

Phoebe looked at her. "You've gotta be kidding me. You don't know what a warlock is??"

Padme' shook her head.

"Basically, they're what my sisters and I would call male demons. But that doesn't matter, what we need to do is save that Jedi!"

Padme' shook her head. "If he's a Jedi, then can't he protect himself?"

"He's what my sisters and I would call an Innocent, Padme'! He needs our help! In my premonition, he was being overwhelmed by the warlock I saw."

"Where did your premonition occur?" Padme' asked.

Phoebe thought for a moment. "I-I don't know. It went by so fast."

"Okay, we'll let's split up, alright? We have a better chance of locating him if we split up….What did the Jedi look like?"

Once again, Phoebe thought for a moment. "Durosian..I think!"

"They're rare here," Padme said. "It won't be to hard to find. Contact me if you find him."

Moments later, Phoebe was on her way.

Padme' closed the door and hurried back to the bedroom. Anakin was already sitting up on the edge of the bed. "Phoebe?" he asked.

"How'd you know, Mr. Jedi?"

He walked over to her, his abs rock hard, and his pajama pants riding low on his hips. "I heard her. Is everything alright?"

Padme' quickly filled him in, and then dressed. She was on her way within the hour, searching for Duro Jedis.

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The warlock backhanded the Durosian Jedi in the face. Jedi Flan Her'pol flew backwards and fell to the floor down the center aisle of the library.

Padawans looked up and younglings gasped. Jocasta Nu moved quickly to see what all the commotion was about.

At the sight of the warlock she gasped. "SITH!!" she mistakenly yelled. The younglings screamed and ran.

Jocasta ignited her lightsaber and moved to attack the warlock.

The warlock growled and her and launched a fireball that struck Jocasta in the abdomen, sending her slamming into the far wall and burning her severely. Jocasta slammed into the wall and slumped to the floor, falling into unconsciousness.

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Phoebe was running down the hall now, following the screams she'd heard nearly ten minutes prior. She pulled the comlink from her waistbelt and called Padme'. "The screams are coming from the library!!!"

As she ran, Phoebe ignored the fact that her bra was barely supporting her breast, as they continued to bounce. It wasn't her intention to have to run today, let alone in a halter top and heels.

She turned the corner and saw that it was a dead in. The library was two levels down.

She slammed into the railing and looked down. She whistled through her teeth. It was a long fall. But without another thought, she jumped, calling on her ability of levitation to slow her fall.

She landed softly on her feet and took off running, her shoulder length hair flying behind her.

Moments later, she entered the library, but found Padme' had bet her there, as had two other Jedi that were already engaging the warlock.

Padme' used her Force power of telekinesis and pushed the warlock away from

The Duro Jedi he was about to kill.. The warlock flew backwards and crashed into a table near the front of the library check out desk.

"Padme'!" Phoebe yelled as she rushed to her side.

The warlock leaped into the air and Phoebe levitated to meet him, dealing a side kick to the warlock's rib cage, she knocked him out of the sky and he slammed into a massive shelf of books, knocking it over.

Phoebe landed with a thud and held her arms up, as if ready to punch.

The warlock looked at Phoebe, then to the others in the room. "You will not win this war!" he said, his voice distorted.

Then, he transformed into a Feeorin.

All in the room gasped.

Then, the Feeorin teleported away.

Phoebe looked at Padme'. "What was that all about?"

"Why attack then leave?" asked Padme'. Phoebe looked at where the Feeorin had last stood, then she walked over to that spot.

She knelt and observed the floor. "Hmm…."