Part 1 – New World
It was an average day for our young hero, school was a pain, almost having no friends is a bummer in high school.
Then again when you're six foot three Caucasian male who would rather spend his time studying than going out to parties, you don't have a lot of choice.
Then again what little he didn't spend studying he spent watching Star Wars, most kids in Middle School teased him for his knowledge of the series, but then again Middle School is so much more cruel than High School.
What he wasn't expecting was as he was going to buy his brothers an ICEE (the youngest loved ICEEs more than he did air and was more addicted to them than addicts are to cocaine).
His youngest brother was very particular, Dr. Pepper ICEE which he couldn't stand with Coke on the top.
His middle brother was almost exactly the same, except he liked more Dr. Pepper than Coke.
He kept thinking about what his father was going to say when he went back and said he was quitting his school's art club because the teacher in charge was the biggest ass you could imagine.
He once said to his face, "I don't think you should be in this class," he hated him with a passion.
Some of his friends that were in that class actually commented on how they were surprised that their many encounters didn't turn into fistfights.
He was sorely tempted on several occasions, but he knew he would be expelled if he did.
He walked over to the counter to pay them, he dropped the cook, and picked it up, but when he stood up, he didn't expect to see a man about five foot nine dressed in a pair of black and white sneakers, torn jeans, a black shirt, and a green jacket with the hood pulled as far forward as you could possibly imagine.
In his right hand was a bag, in the other was a nickel plated revolver, "Hey," he exclaimed, the man saw him and turned only for the revolver to discharge.
There was a sharp burning sensation, and the feeling of a tremendous amount of force slamming into his chest before a searing pain.
The Coke he was thinking about purchasing landed cap-down on the ground, the cap breaking in two, and shooting off toward the robber, striking him in the throat.
The ex-military cashier grabbed the revolver from the thief who reached up to grab his throat, and emptied the following cylinder into the robber's head.
He ran over to our hero who was lying there, fading fast before seeing a bright white light.
He awoke in a bright white room, his clothes were completely flawless, "Hello," he asked, "Is anyone there?"
"Your time has not yet come," a voice said, almost booming and loud, but very ethereal, "You have done well saving that man's life. You will be rewarded."
"Rewarded," he asked, "How?"
"I grant your deepest desire," the voice said, "Now go, Bruce, and live the life you've always wanted."
Before he knew it his clothes started to change, his shoes turned into thick-soled brown boots with large brown leather straps, his jeans turned into a pair of blue pants that had a white stripe running up the center before shooting off at a forty five degree angle in the direction of the edge of his pants, the 'cut-outs' to say were white and padded. His shirt changed into a long sleeve skin-tight shirt with a baggy robe-like over shirt, and a small hood.
He looked down, and he wasn't standing on a white surface, the area he was standing on was grey, almost ceramic, but as he looked around buildings, and walkways started to form.
Before he knew it, it was nighttime, and a large building behind him started to form.
He was on Coruscant, in the Star Wars Universe, but exactly when was the question.
Before he knew it, he heard the shattering of glass, he looked up, and saw Jedi Master Mace Windu disarming Lord Palpatine.
As he quickly ducked to avoid getting cut by the glass, he saw Master Windu's lightsaber aimed directly at his chest.
He instantly knew what was going on, and quickly ran to try and find a way to stop what was about to happen.
He knew that if he didn't stop what was about to happen then the Sith would win.
In the back of his mind he was asking if this was really going on, if he was not simply dreaming, but then again he felt the bullet burn through his chest, and he felt the heavy winds of Coruscant whipping at his face that night.
He quickly arrived at an outer-door, slammed his open hand on the only panel on the side of the door, and ran inside.
His shoes made a definite squeaking sound as he ran around the hallways, it didn't occur to him that he would soon attract unwanted attention.
He quickly rounded one corner, and at the end of the hall he was noticed by a group of Red Guards.
"Hey," one of them exclaimed, "Identify yourself," Bruce quickly ran the other way, he had no idea what was going on, but he knew he had to make his way to the Chancellor's quarters.
Before long he saw one of the elevator doors closing, and he recognized that face anywhere: it was Anakin Skywalker who was on his way to determine the fate of the galaxy, and the Jedi.
"Wait," Bruce exclaimed, "Stop!"
The doors closed before he could even run towards the doors, but he quickly saw another elevator, and decided to take it.
Quickly slamming on the button, and entering as soon as the doors opened, he slammed on the button that would take him to the Chancellor's quarters.
As the doors still opened, he saw the Red Guard running toward him, but before the doors opened fully, they closed, leaving one of the Red Guards to run straight into the elevator doors.
As he arrived on the Chancellor's level, he could hear the sounds of conversation down the hall which he ran after.
As he got closer he soon heard what he didn't want to hear, the sound of electricity crackling, and Palpatine's voice getting weaker.
"I'm going to end this once and for all," Master Windu said.
"You can't," Anakin said, "He must stand trial."
"He has control over the Senate and the Court," Master Windu said, "He's too dangerous!"
"I'm too weak," Palpatine said as Bruce round a corner and saw them just down the hall, "Don't kill me, please."
"It's not the Jedi way," Anakin said, "He must live," Master Windu began to raise his lightsaber, "I need him!"
Bruce saw Anakin reach for his lightsaber, he stretched out his arms as he neared the area and yelled, "WAIT!"
The three occupants of the room turned to see the new arrival, a Caucasian male in his very late teens with brown hair and blue eyes wearing traditional clothes.
"Who are you," Anakin demanded.
"I'm a friend," Bruce said, "I know what you're going to do Anakin. You can't do it."
"How do you know what I'm going to do," Anakin asked, "I've never met you."
"No, you haven't," Bruce said, "But I know you, Anakin Skywalker, and I know Master Windu, and I know that liar Palpatine."
"Don't listen to him Anakin," Palpatine said, "He's an agent."
"Anakin, trust your feelings," Bruce said, "You know he's deceiving you, playing on your anger, your fear, your emotions."
"He's lying," Palpatine said, "You've trusted me most of your life. Trust me now."
"He's manipulating you," Bruce said as he walked closer, "Master Windu can sense it too. I'm your ally Anakin. You know that I'm not lying."
"The force is strong with you," Anakin said, "But how do I know you're not deceiving me?"
"Look into my eyes," Bruce said as he began to ascend the stairs, "You know I'm not lying. I believe in you. That you know what's right. That you know I'm right."
"I don't know what to believe," Anakin said, "I need to think."
"Anakin, please," Bruce said, "Listen to me," he then grabbed Anakin's shoulder which glowed a bright golden yellow.
Anakin turned towards Bruce with a horrified look in his eyes, as soon as Bruce let go, Anakin stumbled sideways before gasping violently, "What was that you showed me," he asked.
"What do you mean," Bruce asked.
"DON'T LIE TO ME," Anakin yelled before drawing his saber, activating it, and leveling the tip just an inch away from Bruce's chest, the heat of the blade very prominent in front of him, "What was that nightmare you showed me? That suit, that darkness, the hatred."
"It isn't a nightmare," Bruce said, "It's the future if you follow through with his plan."
"Plan," Anakin asked.
"Darth Bane's pyrrhic victory," Bruce said, "The creator of the Rule of Two. It was his idea to destroy the Republic and the Jedi from within. For that he needed to bide his time, he passed on his lesson from apprentice to apprentice before finally coming to him," he gestured toward Palpatine, "Darth Sidious."
"How do you know that name," Palpatine asked.
"He didn't deny it," Bruce said, realizing Palpatine's grave mistake.
"What to believe," Anakin asked before lowering his lightsaber, and turning away, "What do I believe."
"Believe whatever you want," Bruce said, "But do not be blinded by greed," he gently placed his hand on Anakin's shoulder, "The fear of loss, Master Skywalker is what led to this future."
Anakin looked at Bruce and asked, "What future is there?"
"I showed you what the future is," Bruce said as he seized Anakin by both shoulders, "But to reveal more would only bring you great pain. You are the Chosen One. You decide what to do."
"Do you know how I save the one I love," Anakin asked.
"No," Bruce said, "But I might know where to look," he then pointed at Palpatine, "That is the path to darkness," he then pointed at Master Windu, "That is the path to peace, and maybe even the solution. It's your choice."
Anakin walked over to Master Windu and Palpatine before turning to Master Windu, "I am sorry, Master," Anakin said before raising his lightsaber above his head.
"No," Bruce exclaimed before Anakin brought his saber down with a vengeance, lopping Palpatine's head clean off which rolled off to be forgotten in the streets below.
Bruce dropped to his knees, and exhaled slowly before putting a hand over his heart which was beating very rapidly.
Master Windu and Anakin's lightsabers seemed to extinguish themselves at the exact same time.
Master Windu looked at Anakin who looked back at him, a faint smile crossed his lips before giving Anakin a small nod.
The two of them turned to see the Red Guards running at them before Master Windu held up his hand, stopping them.
They then turned their attention to Bruce, "You, young man," Master Windu said, "What's your name?"
"Bruce," he said as he looked up at the Jedi standing over him, "Bruce Kirkwood."
"What was that vision you showed me," Anakin asked.
"I don't know," Bruce said as he looked at his hand, "I've never used it before now."
"It seems every Jedi has his own unique tricks," Master Windu said as he looked toward Anakin, "But what did he show you?"
"Trust me Master," Anakin said, "You don't want to know."
"Alright," Master Windu said, "Every Master has their secrets."
"Master," Anakin asked as he looked at Master Windu, "Does this mean?"
"Not yet," Master Windu said, "I'll have to clear it with Master Yoda, but I think this justifies a promotion," he then looked back at Bruce, "And a new Apprentice."
Bruce and Anakin looked at Master Windu before Bruce rose to his feet, "Me," Bruce asked, "An Apprentice? To Anakin Skywalker?"
"Why not," Master Windu said, "You're both strong in the force, and I can't think of any better way to break a new student in."
First Chapter, what do you think…