Bonjour, I'm back! *Applause* Alright, so thank you to everyone who reviewed chapter 12, its really appreciated guys! Action is coming in this chapter, so read to seek some good old lightsaber VS blaster battles! Hmm... lightsaber or blaster? DEFINITELY A LIGHTSABER FOR ME! Ok, here we go. Hope you enjoy! :)
Chapter 13. Break in.
Anakin crawled through the dank, cramped tunnels, Ahsoka and Garen crawling very closely behind him. The tunnels felt like a labyrinth: one straight, endless line with different passageways leading off to some place unknown at the sides. A non Force sensitive person would surely find themselves lost in the darkness, however, for a Force sensitive like himself and Ahsoka, Anakin could navigate through the tunnels easily; his destination: Obi-Wan.
His master was like a beacon of light that Anakin could see and feel. He felt the heat from the burning light within his master touch him through the Force; to his soul - his own Force presence responding to Obi-Wan's with a familiarity. Anakin tried reaching out to his masters presence, but once he would touch it he couldn't gain a response. It was as if his master could not register the warm, familiar brush he was giving him.
'C'mon, master,' Anakin thought, agitated. Force, what had that Death Watch slime done to him? When he found the slime, he was going to hack him to pieces.
His mind came back to where he was going, and he ventured forward further into the foreboding darkness.
"Ugh! What's that horrible smell?" Anakin heard his impudent padawan, Ahsoka whine. He turned his head around gaze at his padawan with his sapphire eyes. Ahsoka had her hand covering her mouth and nose, a look of disgust twisting her facial features into a grimace. Anakin sniffed, as a result, he almost choked on the foul stench, biting back the bile he felt rising up in his throat.
Trust him to follow a line that would lead to something utterly disgusting.
"Ugh! I think… we've hit the garbage shoot," He replied in as fast a tone as he could muster, fearful of taking several gasps of air to speak his thoughts aloud without the pleasure of choking or hurling over his already agitated padawan.
Ahsoka was not someone to be around when she was angry. Only Anakin could seem to get her to grips with his harsh and commanding tone. Even then it was still quite a load of work to convince her to blow off some steam.
The Jedi Knight heard a clap of applause from behind and turned to face Garen, who's face was twisted with wry amusement. "Why thank you, master Skywalker for taking us on such a wonderful journey that led us to a bin bath!" His tone rang with dark amusement.
Anakin growled in response. "Do you want to lead us further?" He jibed, raising an eyebrow, arm extending outwards as he shuffled to the wall at the side, allowing Garen passage to the front of the trio. "Maybe to a fifty foot drop with spikes at the bottom waiting to impale us? Or a room we can all be trapped in for a few hours before an inferno discards of waste? Or maybe into the bin bath, where we can be crushed into little square pieces of pulverized mess?"
Garen, seeing that he had irritated the Jedi Knight immediately wiped the smirk off his boyish face. He cleared his throat, his dark eyes averting their hold on Anakin's sparkling sapphire. "Go ahead, Skywaker," Garen muttered.
Anakin smirked triumphantly. 'That's right. Put you in your place. Thinks he's better than a Jedi,' He crawled forwards, leading the group to a divided section of the tunnels.
"There's three ways we can go here," Anakin explained, tilting his head back towards the two following so they could hear him clearly. "We can either go left, right, or straight on. "He heard the shifting of clothing and the clank of a lightsaber shifting on its belt as Ahsoka shifted her position.
"Well, Skyguy," She said rather exasperatedly. "Feel through the Force for Obi-Wan. That'll direct us on which way we should go."
'And I didn't think of that sooner,' Anakin quipped. "Right, Ahsoka," He said, the Sarcasm rolling off of his tongue. "I knew that. I was just asking for your opinion." He heard Ahsoka growl, something rather common for her kind, but he ignored it. He searched the Force for Obi-Wan's presence, discovering it in the cell… just in front of them and below them…
"Take a guess, Snips," He asked gleefully, knowing that she wouldn't rely on her senses and choose the least expected path.
"Err… Right?" Ahsoka squeaked.
"Wrong," Anakin sang, his tongue clicking on the roof of his mouth. "He's right below us," Ahsoka sighed in frustration. "Lesson of the day: use and trust in the Force." He never saw the mimicking Ahsoka did when she mimed his words, a snobbish look plastered on her face as she did so. Anakin crawled forwards a few centimetres before stopping dead. The next thing anyone witnessed was a flash of blue illuminating the darkness, and the deadly blade swinging in a deadly arc before plunging into the concrete flooring.
Ahsoka and Garen watched as Anakin cut a circular hole into the floor, sparks flying off the melting concrete. When he was done, he used the Force to push the slab down to the ground, hearing a sickening thud as the concrete smashed onto the ground in pieces. A red, smouldering line circled what was once there before.
The three, in turn, hopped through the hole, landing as quietly as possible upon the ground, their boots only just clinking against the ground before banishing into nothingness.
"Where to Master?" Ahsoka whispered, her cerulean eyes rolling to look at Anakin's blank face. His blank face morphed into a frown.
"Feel, Ahsoka," Was all she got as his reply. Understanding what he was asking of her, Ahsoka tapped into the Force, searching for Obi-Wan. It didn't take too long to find him - though it would have probably taken a shorter amount of time to locate him had Anakin done it - his location being the cell just through a few Dura steel walls. She felt another presence. A light that seemed to burn just as brightly as his, only it seemed to be dimmer than it originally was. That must be Duchess Satine,she thought.
"This way," Ahsoka said, waving her hand as she stalked forward. Reaching the wall, Ahsoka thrust her twin lightsabers into the dura steel wall, quickly slicing a circular hole big enough for them all to step through.
She jumped through the hole and lunged at the other, once again plunging her two lightsabers into the wall, beginning to cut another hole. Anakin and Garen stood guard, eyes scanning every corner of the room they were in.
"I'm gonna check it out," Anakin muttered under his breath, apprehensive of anyone they don't want to meet approaching. He slinked away from the room, checking corners as he went.
"Hey! Stop!" A commanding voice ordered.
Anakin, the moment he heard the voice from behind, darted off back towards Ahsoka and Garen. I guess I should have checked THAT corner!
"Intruder alert! Intruder alert!" He heard the man bark frantically. "Jedi in the lower levels near the brig!" Anakin spared a glance to witness a Death Watch member sprint after him, his blaster about to whipped out of his holster as his hand reached towards his waist. Oh, snap.
Anakin grabbed his lightsaber and ignited the brilliant blue blade, ready to deflect the coming armada of blaster bolts. As he ran he heard an increase of footsteps. The growing noise indicating more men had arrived and were now advancing upon him sounded like drums repeatedly banging next to his ears.
He felt a surge of the Force flow through him as it warned him of incoming fire. He raised his arm, the blade held horizontally across his back as he blocked two blaster bolts that would have struck him in the back, severing his spine, deflecting them back; one ricocheting off the blade into the wall whilst another surged towards the group hunting him.
He heard a sharp cry of pain echo from behind. He smirked triumphantly as he realised he hit one of them. As he twisted from corner to corner, navigating his way to where Ahsoka and Garen would surely be waiting, he lifted his forearm towards his mouth.
"Ahsoka!" He barked into the comm. Link. "Ahsoka, how are you doing?" It didn't take long for him to receive a reply, for which he was grateful for.
"Fine, master! We've encountered some trouble here! We need your help!"
"Yeah, same here," Anakin replied, his breaths ragged as he panted, but his voice containing just that slight amusement. "Hang on. I'm on my way."
"Yes, master." He heard Ahsoka's sure reply as he darted around another corner. Almost there,he thought, anticipation building up in him for a fight with Ahsoka and Garen. He quickly skidded to a halt as he noticed something he could use to his advantage.
A set of pipe lines ran across the ceiling. Anakin smiled deviously as a plot formed in his mind.
He raised his arm, his lightsaber humming in his ear beside his head. The Death Watch crew appeared from the opposite end, pausing only for a split second in confusion to why the Jedi had not continued running. Before long, they darted forward again, ready to lunge at the Jedi.
Anakin, in the next instant, flung his blazing lightsaber towards the pipes. The blade sliced through the bunch of pipes like a knife on butter, bringing the pipes crashing down to the ground, landing atop the Death Watch soldiers. The excess pipes leaked rapidly with blazing hot steam, the escaping substance screeching as if in pain as it blew into the un-masked men's faces. Their screams pierced the air as the steam scarred their faces. Anakin caught the saber in his hand with precision as it flew back towards him. He had enough time to witness the horrific effects of steam on his assailants faces. Man, I hope nothing like that ever happens to me.
He vanished around the next corner before lunging towards Ahsoka and Garen's location.. Only to freeze in the archway.
Ahsoka and Garen had gotten into quite a mess. Dead bodies of the defeated lay scattered across the room, some bloody with bruises, limbs twisted at awkward angles - most notably the necks, which had been snapped - or bodies that had missing limbs circuated with a red/orange scorch mark blocking any blood from leaking out as well as vertical and horizontal slashes marking men's chests and other areas of their bodies. Anakin brought his gaze up to watch as Ahsoka hacked her way through the attacking men with skill.
Garen, on the other hand, seemed to be in a delightful mood, smashing his great paws into the men's faces or midsections. The echoing crack revertibrated off the walls as Garen hammered his palm into a man's nose, breaking it and shoving the bone upwards, piercing the man's brain and killing him instantly. Anakin was transfixed, watching the man die before he hit the ground fall before him, until Ahsoka wildly called his title.
"Master!" Ahsoka bellowed, finally gaining the Jedi Knights full attention. She was deflecting blaster bolts towards her foes with her two green blades, knocking them down like pins. "Master, I could use your help here!"
Anakin shook his head to clear the haze that had blocked his thoughts, before he met her gaze for a split second. "Yeah, Snips!" He called back, before jumping into the air. He let his body soar through the air before diving down towards one unsuspecting Death Watch member, swining his arm out and letting the vivid blue blade slice through his neck, severing his head from his body.
Another turned to him and charged, however, as he ran towards him, he made the fatal error of raising his arms in the air, hoping to land a strike on the Jedi, thus leaving his midsection open for an easy kill. This was too easy for Anakin, as he shoved his blade into the man's stomach, hearing him gurgle on his last dying breath before collapsing to the ground un-moving.
Garen had finished his work, and was busy dusting off his hands nonchalantly, watching Anakin with a keen interest.
Anakin, to finish off, after sensing an enemy behind him, finally twisted his wrist backwards, spinning his lightsaber within his hand, and thrust his arm backwards behind him. He heard a gasp, notifying him he had hit his mark, as his blade plunged right the way through his attackers chest through the heart. The man stood there, eyes bulding as he looked down towards his chest, seeing a lightsaber protruding through him, the blade completely through, skewering him, as the blade was not to be seen. Just the silver of a lightsaber hilt and a hand.
The blade was promptly removed, leaving now a smouldering wound in his chest. The man continued to stare at it for his final seconds, before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed, ceasing to be.
Anakin smirked at the man's impulsiveness to attack a Jedi from behind, and deactivated his lightsaber. Ahsoka had seemingly done her work, for a circular shape had been cut into the wall. Now all that remained was for them to kick it in. Skywalker style.
He and Ahsoka shared a mischievous glance before both simultaneously, with all their might, kicked the piece of dura steel away from its rightful place, letting it crash to the ground with an echoing thud.
As they both stepped through, their eyes immediately fell onto a familiar figure who in turn looked straight at them in surprise: Obi-Wan.
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