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Category: I'm not at all sure, but it's an AU, h/c, angst, and
POV. Yeah, I think that's all.
Rating: G.
Warning: I'm sure I'm not following Canon somewhere. After all,
I'm not all that familiar with anything in this universe
besides the movies, the comic adaptation and what I have been
reading here.
Spoilers: Some for TPM. This is an AU so it doesn't really
matters.
Summary: Anakin's thoughts after 3-PO's message arrives.
Disclaimer: Everything here belongs to George Lucas, who is
god. And I'm not making any money out of this... so it would
really be pointless to sue me for it.
Content: Q/O.
Feedback: I love it. It's inspiring... and if anyone would have
time to detailed feedback, I would really appreciate it.
Special thanks to Gaby Maya, who is helping me to keep the plot
logical and to Romie who helped me to get right the names of
planets and stuff.
I can't believe it!
I can't believe how they can simply ignore Obi-Wan just because
of protocol and honor!
I thought that Amidala would order her guards to go to
Dantooine as soon as she knew what 3PO had sent us, that
Qui-Gon would be on the ship as soon as we told him that we had
found Obi-Wan... But NO! He kept saying that the Council had to
decide what to do and how to do it... that he could not accept
'Dala's help because that was against the Code.
Stupid Code. What is the good into knowing how to use the Force
if you can't use it!?
'Dala said that Obi-Wan is a hero of Naboo, and that she would
personally request that the Council allow her and Qui-Gon to
save him. Of course, by the time that the old bantha poodoos on
the Council decide to do anything, Obi-Wan could be on the
other side of the Galaxy! Panaka took me to the hangars, since
while we wait for the Council to answer Amidala's request I am
supposed to start my lessons as a pilot; then he went away,
ordering me not to move from this ship. Now that's great. It's
better than do nothing. But I still think that we could be
doing something more.
We should be going to save Obi-Wan.
R2 beeps near me, as he is very concerned too. I really like
him because he is the only one who understands why I need to be
doing something! Besides, he is a good friend of 3PO - I'm sure
he wants to see him again...
Mmmm...
I grab a screwdriver and motion R2 to come near... I'm not sure
if his unit has what I need...
It has been fifteen minutes since R2 left to find Qui-Gon. The
holographic projector I just installed seemed to be working
fine as I watched the first test, so I'm not really worried.
Sure, using an holograph to dare a Jedi might not be seen as an
act of courage, but that way he won't be able to use that mind
trick I saw him try to use with Watto. My old boss might have
been immune to it, but I'm sure I'm not. Besides, if my words
are recorded, he won't be able to interrupt me.
I think that we've got all we need on the ship - the supplies,
life support. . .
There are no weapons, but that is because Naboo is a
peaceful planet. Didn't look too peaceful to me the
first time I was here, but that might be just my opinion.
I wish I had a blaster, but they say I am too young for that.
Too young to have a blaster, too old to be a Jedi.
Sure.
20 minutes.
Maybe R2 couldn't convince Qui-Gon to hear my message.
Maybe my message wasn't convincing enough.
What did he want? An holographic Obi-Wan saying 'Help me, Qui
Gon Jinn. You're my only hope'?
If I had enough images of Obi-Wan, I bet I could do it.
25 minutes.
O.K. Time's up. I go to the cockpit, a little sad. I really
hoped that Qui-Gon would come. I mean, it's his
padawan's life that's at stake.
But I can't wait longer. They say I saved this planet alone;
I'm sure I can save one Jedi knight. Right?
As I turn on the engines, I hear R2 beeping through the
communicator in the cargo bay of the ship. Well, I least I'm
not alone.
"Anakin..." Qui-Gon's voice sounds stern through the
communicator, but I don't pay much attention to it. I won't let
him talk me out of this.
"Hold on to something, Master Jinn" I tell him, and close the
cargo bay doors. I can't risk him or R2 falling during take
off, can I?
"You should not be on this ship, Ani. Open the doors, and we
will talk."
"Captain Panaka said that I had to stay here." I smile, knowing
that he will remember this. "Just as you said that I had to
stay in the cockpit during the Gungan battle."
Then the engines finish their first round, and the ship moves.
I talked enough with Rick Ollie and Panaka to know where
everything is. Since the Council pushed me out for the second
time, I have been studying this ship.
Being a pilot might be even more fun than being a Jedi. At
least pilots can do whatever they want.
We leave Naboo's gravity in seconds, and the sky turns black.
The stars are immobile... I let the autopilot take care. After
all, I'm sure R2 programmed the fastest course to Dantooine.
"Anakin, please let me in." As I hear Qui-Gon, I open the cabin
doors. He can't be too angry, as he didn't use the Force to
make me do so. At least, I hope he didn't.
"You want to go back?" I ask, sad. I mean, we're on our way,
but I don't think I can put up much resistance if he decides
that this is not proper.
To my surprise, he shakes his head, smiling sadly.
It's a sad smile, sure, but it is a smile.
"No, Ani. You were right in your message." He says and sits in
the empty chair at my side. "We have to save Obi-Wan."
Yippie!!!
Obi- Wan's interlude 3
I swallow hard, trying to keep my words, my thoughts to myself.
My temporary owner is a cruel man, a cunning enemy. After my
short attempt at starving, when Anakin's droid made me see the
mistakes I was making, I tried a new approach. I stopped
talking. Then he left me on my own for a day. Maybe two.
I cannot keep track of the time anymore.
Then he returned.
He mocks me, the Code, my master. He tortures me physically,
trying to break me mentally.
I can finally understand his actions, as he commands one of his
mute droids to use electro-shocks to make me talk.
At first, I thought he wanted to know more about my Master, to
find a way to capture him. Or to make me cry through our now
non-existent bond, to make Qui-Gon come to him.
But then he dared me to try and re-form that bond in the
darkness, dared me to find why my master no longer cares about
me. I knew then that my cruel captor knew that I had cut the
Master-Padawan bond.
What my captor wants is for me to hate him. To give in to the
Dark Side. To deny my master as I denied our bond.
Master Yoda's words echo in my mind as the electric wave
tortures my body.
Pain leads to Anger, Anger leads to Hate, and that is the path
to the Dark Side.
There was a time when that mantra alone would help me to focus
my center, to accept and free my feelings.
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