: He had been a bit afraid, even more so then when he had stood in the Jedi council chambers only two months before. He didn't know what the Sith were... other then that one had supposidly killed Qui-Gon. Wern't they bad? So why was Palpatine speaking of them so? The boy was confused.. but intreeged.. power.. training.. but at a price. He could take it.. he felt it.. but he still felt the fear. [20:01]

: Sidious entered the small room that he had decided to keep Anakin in. "Hello little one..." He sneered as he moved closer to him. "How are today Anakin?" He questioned in a sarcastic tone. It wasn't as if Sidious actually cared. It was all part of the game he was setting up. A game he was about to play. -Well actually a test...Training was about to begin for the boy. And it wouldn't be fun. He was taller then Anakin, much taller. To the small boy he must have appeared to be a giant. But children were easily fooled...And Anakin was no exception. [20:03]

: Anakin looked up at him from his place on the floor, his heart pounding in his chest. "Hungry sir." He managed to say. It was times like this that he felt he'd made a bad choice... of course, that would change soon enough... and in years when he would feel this was the only true path for him that not even the Jedi could have given him what he wanted... needed.. his destiney. - For now, hunger ate at his stomach and he wasn't even sure how long he'd been sitting here. It was like slave punishment all over again. The man didn't seem any different from those he'd crossed pathes with on Tatooine only... there was a promise... of something that NONE of them could ever have given him. [20:13]

: Sidious nodded as he moved closer. Stooping down he touched lightly at Anakin's face. "Well my boy...I will take care of your hunger...I assure you...you will find a craving for power and soon...you rumbling tummy will be forgotten." Sidious commented as he looked the scrawny child over. Turning he motioned for a servant to enter, and in turn the servant rushed in carrying a silver platter with two covered trays. "Very good." He replied as he watched the servant nearly stumble over themselves to leave the room. "Come Anakin..." He started as he took Anakin's hand and led him over to the platter that was now sitting on a small table. "Be careful when choosing...you may only have one..." Sidious sneered a bit, as he turned and lifted his robe to walk around Anakin. Making his way over to the small table, he lifted both tray tops off of the platter. To the right sat a large plate filled with breads, meats, cheeses and vegitables. Potatoes and gravy...a plate filled with all the proper trimmings. And to the left sat a plate filled with pies, pastries, spoonfuls of pudding, candy, lolly pops, carmal corn and chocolate dipped berries. And in the middle of the tray was a pitcher of water. "Which would you like to have Anakin?" He questioned in a low scratchy voice. This was the first test the boy would be experiencing. Sidious studied the boy, awaiting the child's move. [20:19]

: Anakin followed slowly, his bluish eyes following both trays as they were lead to the table. His stomach growled louder and he almost didn't hear what Sidious was saying. Power... wasn't he already powerful though? Wasn't it just he needed to tap it? He wasn't sure and a frown pursed his lips. However, these thoughts were soon forgotten as he got to the table and saw the feast before him. His eyes were wide and he looked between the two trays. The food on both was so extravagent.. he'd only seen anything close to it at the banquet celibration on Naboo. He looked between both trays.. his eyes displaying the fierce desire, but then he looked up at the chancellor. He didn't frown, or smile, but his lips parted oddly. However, what he found himself drawn to was not the healthy food, or the sweets, but the pitcher of water between them. Water was worth a great deal on Tatooine... usally he'd have to drink stuff that no one in the republic would feed even to their pets. So, after looking back to the table, he reached first to the pitcher, drawing it to his lips to quench his thirst. [20:23]

: Sidious smiled, very pleased with his decision. "A simple test that you have just passed...Anakin...you may enjoy your feast...eat whatever you like. More water will be brought to you. I promise." He finished with a slight nod. Walking away a few feet he took a seat, in a chair that Anakin may not have noticed before. "Tell me what your afraid of Anakin..." His eyes locked with the small boy's form. And by sheer will he juggled some fruit infront of Anakin. -The fruit circled round and round and moved about as if it were dancing. Something that would cause most people to smile or chuckle. Sidious simply remained silent. Waiting for his answer. [20:26]

: Anakin drank several small gulps from the pitcher, setting it down between the two trays and glanced back at Sidious. His head tilted slightly as he tried to figure out what kind of game the man was playing at. Still, the food was his next concern. Turning his gaze on the first try he picked up a slice of meat, sniffing at it breifly. So fresh... he wasn't sure what kind of animal it came from but clearly wasn't from Tatooine. He chewed on it, grabbing a piece of bread next before his attentions were drawn once more to the chancellor. Swallowing his food he said, "What am I afraid of sir?" He repeated the question, "I.. guess... I'm afraid of what comes next. For once in my life.. I don't know what tomorrow will bring." And that was an honest answer. [20:33]

: Sidious nodded. "Thats an honest fear." He replied with a light sigh. The fruit dropped suddenly and landed on the floor with a thud, rolling around the boy's feet. "Tomorrow you could be bathed...in water filled with sweet scented oils...and dressed in soft clothing....or you could be turned out onto the streets...sold to a man worse then the first that owned you. You may be beated until all you can taste is your own blood..." A smile formed as he commented on the possibilities that Anakin could taste. -A small door opened and a fleet of small rat like creatures rushed into the room. Half starved and mad with hunger, they could smell the food and they wanted it. Squealing and screetching they climbed up at the table making a mess of the meal. -Sidious remained seated. Watching and waiting...Another test no doubt... [20:37]

: Anakin's eyes went wide and he pushed back from the table to avoid being bitten by the little beasts. He didn't even look at Sidious as he spoke... such things had always come to him on Tatooine but because of his genius at fixing things and ability to race pods Watto was unwilling to sell him to anyone... well, until he made that bet with Qui-Gon that is. The boy gulped slightly, glad he had already eaten some... and just stared for a minute as the beasts scrambled over eachother eating the food. A test.. yes... but what kind? He stood trying to think. Were these creatures simply hungrier then him? That brought pitty from the boy... he was kind and compassionate after all. He'd rescued children from slavery.. saved Bantha's from being shot at... even helped a wounded tuskan raider. [20:48]

: One of the little creatures turned suddenly and stared Anakin down before it rushed over towards him. Leaping from the table it landed on his chest, scratching and clawing his way up. It started to screech and cry out as it bit at him. -The other little rat like creatures turned from the food as well and rushed at Anakin. They surrounded him and bit at him, all the while they continued to scream...All of them were producing a horrible sound. -Sidious narrowed his eyes on the scene unfolding at hand. He didn't move an inch, nor flinch at the painful clawing the creatures were doing to the child. Sidious needed to get into the boys head... -A voice appeared out of no where, talking to Anakin. But Sidious was watching him silently. ~They'll kill you...your dirty...your lower then they are...these creatures are above you...they are smarter and stronger...your just a slave boy...a poor pathetic...dirty little slave boy.~ [20:52]

: Anakin let out a near shriek himself as the creatures attacked him, sending the small boy to the floor under the turrent of writhing beasts. He brought his arms up to protect his face, feeling them all over.. biting.. scratching.. tearing. If he didn't do something he'd wind up with scars.. or worse. Tears came to his eyes, not simply from pain, but from a sudden frustraition. Why could anything be attacking him like this? Most creatures liked him even if he usally liked machines better. Then the voice came into his head. He didn't know it at the time... didn't know it was from Sidious... "No!" The boy cried out, trying to resist the voice. He flailed his arms and legs, sending several of the beasts hurrling into near by walls. As he scrambled to his feet he caught one that was trying to dig at his face in both hands... then it happend... a powerful anger surged up through his being. He wasn't pathetic.. he wasn't lower then these beasts.. and was surely smarter then they were. In his hands, the rat thing shrieked as he began to squeeze it... it's eyes buldging as blood came dripping into it's fur. Anakin didn't even relize what he was doing... but it was having an effect... the other creatures saw this and began to flee from him. [20:57]

: Sidious stood suddenly. -The voice within Anakin's mind had vanished and so had the creatures. All but one that remained bloody and still between the small boy's hands. "Anakin...you killed." Sidious commented, faking some shock. -He moved closer to him, he grabbed his face and forced Anakin to look him in the eyes. The hate was there. It was small and hidden behind innocense and love, but it was there. In the form of a tiny crystal. "How do you feel?" He questioned, his voice low and serious. -Sidious continued to hold a strong grip on the boy's face. And he held him close...very very close. [21:02]

: Anakin looked down at his hands, surprised at the blood.. not HIS blood. There were a few cuts on his arms and face but they would heal easily. His body shook and he suddenly dropped the dead thing from his hands. His face was slightly red, but not from embaresment. It was from anger... "I.. I..." The anger started to vanish as he squatted down to the ground. He was feeling dizzy. "I didn't mean to.." He whispered. "They were... were... hurting me.." He felt bad so easily... for taking a life.. even that of a creature attacking him. [21:08]

: Sidious pulled Anakin into his arms, hugging him, embracing him. "Shh Anakin...quiet now." He soothed. "You did good...That creature deserved it. He turned the others against you...did you see..." -Sidious pulled away from Anakin and let go of him. He stood now and patted his head, and looked down at him. "Death comes to us all...some times sooner then expected..." He paused a moment. "If you hadn't killed it...IT would have killed you. You took far too long to end its life. You were afraid...not motivated." He shook his head a bit, disapointed. "You could have saved yourself some pain if you had asserted yourself." [21:11]

: Anakin felt strange as he was held. There was no warmth in the embrace... not like his mother used to hold him. Would his mother be sad if she heard of this? That he took a life? Then he heard the chancellor's words. He started to steady his breathing and looked up at the man. The words seemed to ring true. The creature had tried to kill him... and death... death always came.. but he hated it. "Why did it want to kill me?" He asked softly. He had been afraid but... he didn't know why he needed to assert himself.. not yet anyway. [21:21]

: "Because it could." Sidious answered simply. He walked towards the door and opened it, a servant rushed over. And he instructed them to clean the room and to bring a new supply of foods and water. He turned back to face Anakin. "I'm sorry that had to happen to you..." Sidious sighed deeply, "You will suffer a greater deal of pain...if you don't act quickly." -Several lights flashed within Anakin's room, and a few servants rushed inside. Grabbing Anakin up, they threw him into a rounded tub. The second servant proceeded to pour a bucket of ice cold water on him. -The first servant quickly tore of Anakin's tattered clothing. Sidious watched unphased by the way they were handling him. Rough and without feeling, scrubbing his skin...more cold water...cleaning him. Then a bucket of hot water to rinse him. "Rest easy tonight Anakin...tomorrow will be your rebirth." [21:25]

: Anakin was quiet, beliving Sidious's words without even wondering where the beasts had come from. He'd learn in time, and by then would not be angry about it. For now, much of his world dropped away from the promises of pain, and the sudden cold water splashing over his body. He was not used to baths.. not in real water at least. Being cleaned off yes... but this was different. He shivered, not having time to react as his clothing was stripped from him. --- That night he had slept, in a ball, curled up and unable to get the images of death and being attacked from his mind. But the next day.. as he woke.. things were even different. He was waiting... waiting for Sidious to come for him... wanting to knwo what this rebirth he spoke of was. [22:06]

: -The morning had come and the doors parted. A masked being dressed entirely in white entered the room and they poked Anakin with a long white staff. The being stepped back, waiting for Anakin to wake up and follow him. Sidious was waiting hidden in a room with a darkened veiwing glass. Anakin wouldn't be able to see him. If Anakin was able to tune in his senses then he might feel Sidious watching. He sighed as he sat back and took a seat, the morning would be a long and painful one for the young boy. -The masked being stepped forward yet again and poked at Anakin with his staff, this time he pressed the long staff into his back a bit harder then before. He was persistant. [22:09]

: Anakin was used to this kind of treatment though, allowing the being to poke at him with only frowns as he looked back at it. However, he felt there was something.. wrong.. about this. Was this another test? Well, of course it was. Everything was tests wasn't it? Well, he didn't want to disapoint the chancellor. He needed to stay focused and allert. So, as he walked, letting the masked being poke him where he needed to go. He was not skilled enough yet to find people with his feelings.. especially when distracted so did not know Sidious was close by. [22:14]

: The being led Anakin to a room filled with mirrors. He shoved Anakin inside and then left him there, in silence. -Sidious raised his eye brows when Anakin was shoved inside. He sat up a bit straighter in his chair. This would be exciting. He licked at his lips and a mirror parted to reveal a doorway. A young maiden was thrown inside. The maiden looked a bit older then Anakin, and her eyes showed great fear. When she looked towards Anakin she backed away from him as if he were a monster. Sidious waited... [22:16]

: Anakin looked up at the maiden, blinking a bit. The girl was afraid of him? He bit his lip... how could this be? No one was afraid of a small boy like him. Frowning, he reached a hand out to her. "Hey..." He said, hoping to calm her down. Perhaps she was just afraid of why she was here. He wondered that to.. not why HE was there.. but why SHE was there. Something about this didn't seem right at all. "Are you alright?" He ventured. [22:20]

: She shook her head no and moved away from, stumbling and falling back because of her dress. -She had heard horrible things about this boy. This Anakin Skywalker, and she had every reason to fear him. Why should she trust him? -Sidious smiled widely, the confusion would lead to frustration and eventually anger. It would be a slow process but a damaging one. And Anakin would learn to hate lies even more. [22:23]

: Anakin dropped his hand back to his side, blinking in confusion. Why was she so afraid? He could feel it.. not just see it. She was afraid... afraid of HIM! But why? That made him so utterly confused. He pulled at the edges of his tunic... still white because he was used to wearing white on Tatooine where it kept you cool. "Miss? Why are you afraid? I'm not going to hurt you." He promised. That was funny.. he couldn't hurt anyone. He was just too nice... or so he thought. [22:31]

: Standing up she began to yell at him in another langauge. She used hand motions, pointing around. Screaming and yelling until her face was red. She hit at the mirrors causing a horrible scene. -Sidious held his amused smile as he watched the girl rush around Anakin frantically. How confused the boy was. He could sense it. And it was obvious! [22:34]

: Anakin backed up at her, his eyes wide. It was like those rat creatures... how they suddenly rushed and attacked him. Shivering in his own fear and confusion he felt himself backed into the mirror with the girl still coming after him. "Please stop!" He shouted at her in common, then in Huttsie. He wanted to run... why was he locked in this room with a violent person who went from showing fear of him to attacking him? Why was fear leading to aggression? He might be able to answer his own question... his body shaking as he felt her hit him. He was terrified.. and angry.. angry at the sitiation.. it was surging up through him. His fists balled up even as he tried to protect his face and head from her. [22:38]

: She continued her loud outrageous screaming. And she slapped at him hard! She kicked at him several times before backing away and pulling at her own hair in frustration. She screamed loudly as angry tears came forward. -Sidious smirked and began to laugh, knowing full well that Anakin and the girl couldn't help him. -The girl was only a few inches taller then him. Roughly the same height as Padme'...And she was dressed in an elaborate gown with beautiful stiches and colors. Her screaming continued as she seemed greif stricken and insane, she moved towards him again and continued to yell at him and hit and beat him with her balled up fists. She was screaming something at him, but he couldn't possibly know what... [22:42]

: Anakin let out a firece scream. One of anger and frustraition... and suddenly.. the mirror to his right cracked and shattered, sending shards everywhere. He hadn't even touched it. His anger.. subconsciously.. had reached out and destroyed it. Dropping to the ground, the boy tried to scramble around the girl who was beating him. he needed to get away from her but his hands touched apon the glass. One pieces.. a long and jagged one.. found it's way into being held even as several smaller pieces cut his palm. "STOP!" He kept shouting, moving past the glass and turning with the shard in his hand.. like a dagger. [23:09]

: The girls eyes widened once more and she backed away from him now. The words spoken to her were true. He was evil. And her family...what fate would they suffer? Blinded by her tears and driven to save her Mother and baby sister she ran towards him. Grabbing him once by his shirt she pulled him closer before shoving him back into the mirror. She had to save her family! She had to kill this evil boy. A pouring of more hysterical tones and words of another langauge came forth and she continued to try and shove him into the wall. She didn't want to kill him...she couldn't she was hoping to knock him unconcious, then she could flee. [23:14]

: Anakin had no idea what was driving this girl and would have been outraged had he known. He couldn't speak to her.. didn't know the words she was saying... and she either didn't understand him or simply didn't care. As far as he was concerned this girl was out of her mind... and trying to hurt him.. perhaps kill him! As she dragged his tunic he cried out, but when she shoved him hard into the mirror rage clouded his mind. He had to do something. So he acted... acted without thought beyond saving himself from this mad woman. He thrust the blade of the glass upwards at her striking hands.. slicing against something warm... soft... and found blood splattering his white tunic. [23:20]

: She stumbled back and looked down as she realized he had stabbed her. She stopped her screaming and found it hard to swallow. Sidious stood now. Very interested he was. And then came that voice. ~Kill her! Kill her! She will strike again when you let your gaurd down. Kill her to save yourself!~ It boomed and echoed through the small boy's mind. -This was more then a test, this was a begining for Anakin. The boy needed to learn to kill. He needed to find the beast within himself. The monster that had a thirst for hunger and power. A lust for domination. [23:25]

: He needed to open up the wellspring to the dark side... perhaps even let it consume him completely... needed to learn to destroy rather then be reluctant. --- Again, the boy didn't know where the voice in his head came from... he shook at it. Kill her? Kill at all? Such thoughts... they could not have come from himself. - He looked down at the glass in his hand.. the blood that coated it, then the girl. She was going to kill him.. at any momment she would take the dagger from him and stab him in turn.. it was like he could feel it. Perhaps.. because he could see in before it could happen. The Jedi reflexes Qui-Gon had spoken about. Filled with fear, he did what he felt he had to. He rushed forward and slashed the sharp glass at whatever he could get at on her... hoping it would end this struggle. [23:29]

: The girl screamed out in pain and she saw the blood pouring from her. She was losing alot...and quickly. She had no strength. Falling forward she clung to Anakin's form holding him. Afraid to die alone. Her eyes lost the light of life and she died. It had been a brutal death...a messy death. But Anakin had killed yet again...And Sidious was proud. Pleased even. He found himself turning with in the room to smile at his loyal and masked servants. What a wonderful job he had done. He clapped and laughed, amused and greatly pleased. Of course Anakin couldn't see him...The voice with in the boys mind once again vanished. And he was left in silence. [23:33]

: Anakin dropped the piece of glass he had been holding.. shaking violently. Tears spilled down his eyes. "I.. I didn't want to.." He whimpered, sliding down to the floor with the dead girl still draped over him. "Why? Why did you.. attack me?" He sobbed, looking down at her. Blood covered his tunic.. and his face. He had several bruises devoloping as well as cuts to his hands from the glass. Still, he felt none of this.. not the physical pain... inside his chest his heart was pounding rapidly. He felt sick to his stomach as well. He'd taken the life of another person. How could he have done this? Not him.. not Compassionate little Anakin Skywalker.. - It didn't even occur to him that many had died on the trade federation ship he'd blown up from the inside. Perhaps because things exploding didn't seem as real in death as holding a lifeless corpse in your arms did. [23:53]

: The doors parted and Sidious slowly stepped inside. What a mess...He thought to himself. The blood from the poor girl had collected into a puddle just near Anakin's feet. Walking over to him, he once more stood before the boy. "What happened?" He questioned. Wondering if Anakin would be truthful or if he would lie. If he were to lie that would be a bad sign. To be truthful was what was right. Sidious was an odd fellow, he had his boundries for trust. And his focus was on Anakin. His eyes bore into the child's. "Well?" [23:54]

: The boy's eyes were covered in tears... and blood was down his cheeks. "Sh.. she attacked me. S... she.. was... hurting me." The boy stammered, his chest heaving. He was clearly wracked by guilt.. and shame.. for what he had done. "She was... trying.. to kill me." He finished. Then he started shaking his head. "I didn't want this to happen! It.. it wasn't a choice!" Fresh tears were spilling down his cheeks. [23:57]

: Sidious smiled openly. Perfect! He felt he had no choice. Justification for murder was always a good sign. "Anakin please...why are you crying? You said yourself she was going to kill you. And you know that she would have." He kicked the corpse away from him and scoffed a laugh. "Good riddens...She wasn't right in the head." His tone was evil. The man was sick. Placing a firm hand on Anakin's shoulder he squeezed lightly. "You have cuts and bruises...Anakin you must be quick. Your too kind to those that wish to harm you." [00:00]

: Anakin continued to shake a bit. "I... I've never... I never wanted to hurt anything.." Which was the reason for his tears. He felt he was no killer... how wrong he was. Especially when it was kill or be killed.. which he was just now starting to learn. It used to be either be killed or escape. He had always chosen escape before. But then, you couldn't kill a slave without paying for him. Slaves cost money. Freepeople you could easily kill and get away with. But damage to property was taken quiet seriously on Tatooine. - Standing up, the boy looked at his glass-cut hands. "I just.. feel.. so bad for her." He admitted, looking up at the chancellor. "What must I do?" [00:06]

: "Take a bath." He nodded simply. "Your dirty...wash your hands and rid yourself of this evidence." Sidious instructed. Never removing his hand from the boy's shoulder, he stared down at the girls body. With sheer will he opened a door. The being dressed in white that had retreived Anakin earlier came in and grabbed one of the girls ankles. Lifting it he proceeded to drag her out of the room. Leaving a long bright crimson trail of red. Sidious gave a light sigh as he turned to face Anakin. "You did good Anakin. I dont understand why you feel bad...You've survived another day!" [00:09]

: The boy nodded slowly and stumbled off to bathe. His eyes closed, he washed the blood from him.. the glass... everything. when he was finished.. he found a new tunic and pants had been layed out for him. Black. Frowning.. he slipped it on having never worn the color before. On Tatooine it would be a very BAD idea to wear it unless you were a trained Jedi who could withstand temperature. -- After slipping into his new clothes and making sure he was presentible.. he walked into the next room where Sidious was. The girl was leaving his mind.. replaced by the question... rebirth? [00:14]

: Sidious smiled when Anakin stepped inside. "Welcome Anakin..." Sidious walked over to a curtain. "I want to offer you a gift." He began as he pulled the curtain back. There were four children around his age standing there. Two girls and two boys. The boys looked alot like Anakin. And the girls resembled a friend he had once thought was an angel. "Pick one." He stepped back and placed his hands behind his back. Looking the fleet of beings up and down he smirked, and hid a chuckle. -The children stood at attention, all of them innocent and wide eyed. They all tried to look straight but a few times they faultered and looked towards Anakin curiously. [00:18]

: Anakin stared at them. His eyes turned upwards towards the chancellor. "What do you mean sir?" He was quiet confused. He didn't know what was going on any more. This didn't seem like the same sort of 'test' as the foot plates and the water pitcher had been. Anakin didn't know how any of this could be a 'gift'. People were not gifts to him.. and the idea of seeing children in this possition bothered him greatly. Wasn't slavery extremely illeagle here on Coruscant? Why was the chancellor acting like this? (I take it these are all children from exterme slums in Coruscant who will never be missed and no one will ever expect Palpatine?) [00:25]

: Sidious repeated his instructions yet again. He motioned towards the children, walking past them he touched each one. "Pick one..." He stopped and turned to face him. Realizing the boy was still confused he smiled. "Feel one out...what are you looking for?" He questioned. Mind games with Sidious were particular fun for the old man. -"Go on Anakin, you have great power use it...grab it and use it. Come closer." He motioned for Anakin to move forward. Closer to the children. "Pick one." He repeated yet again. Sidious was anxious and excited about this...moment. [00:27]

: Anakin moved towards the children, staring at each of them. Looking back at Sidious he frowned once more. "Pick one for what though?" He asked. If he didn't know WHY he was looking for any of them he couldn't 'feel' what he was supposed to be looking for. Were these to be friends? killed? spared? something else? If he didn't know what he was picking for, there was no way he could do it. Still, any of those answers scared him inside. [00:31]

: Sidious was getting frustrated. "Anakin you try my patience. I will not answer any questions...you were given a task so DO IT!" He yelled loudly. Causing the children to flinch and momentarily close there eyes. Anger was surging through Sidious. The boy was smart, too smart possibly. But in time he would learn his place. He would learn not to question. He stepped back, ready to strike one of the children if he was denied his request once more. A child would suffer because of Anakin if he didn't get with the program. [00:34]

: Anakin nearly shrinked back but he had been around angry master's before... he knew better. Instead, he closed his eyes, taking the look of the children from his eyes. He didn't want to see them... not when he picked. He wanted to know what it was for, but his master wouldn't tell him. So instead, he spun himself around and pointed at random at one of the children. "That one." He said firmly... not sure what it was for. Fear coursed through him. What had he just done to the child? Or perhaps... saved the child from? He didn't want to look, his eyes staying squeezed shut. [00:42]

: Sidious stared Anakin down. Silence floated through the room, and his breathing became labored with frustration. "Okay Anakin. They may all die..because your being such a coward." ~Pathetic~ "And rather unfair." ~Stupid~ "All I ask is a simple task." ~Moron~ "And you cant even choose." ~How idle minded!~ "But I suppose you had your chance...they all did...but if you cant look upon them...then death to them all." ~Quick Anakin...which one has strong feelings...stop thinking and FEEL!~ -Sidious walked over to one of the doors within the room and prepared to call upon a servant. He had no intention of killing these children, he was just messing with Anakin. Toying with him...It was easy. [00:46]

: Anakin fell on his knees, feeling a whimper escape his lips. "I.. I tried.." He protested, opening his eyes to look apon the children. How was it possible to chose between any of them? They all looked the same to him... it was like trying to chose between two dots. At least, that's how he saw it. The voice wasn't helping... he put his hands to his head and thought back ~I DID FEEL!~ At the voice.. which was surprising loud and forceful for someone who had never done that before. And it was true.. he had felt towards the child he'd pointed to.. he had pointed at one even with his eyes closed. [00:50]

: Sidious remained quiet, impressed that he has projected his thoughts back to him so strongly. ~Then choose that same child again with your eyes OPEN~ The voice instructed, matching the forceful words that Anakin had projected. The children began to lose there strong stance and they looked back and forth from one another. Shivering a bit and whimpering. ~Right now Anakin. Stop being such a sniveling little baby!~ -Sidious stood in the shadows. Amused... [00:54]

: Anakin shivered again lightly. He really didn't want to do this.. but again, he had no choice.. othr then maybe lay on the ground shaking till something happend to him. but where would that get him? No where. He was certian of that. So bringing his finger back up, he pointed at the blonde boy he had before... sniffling a little. He had no idea why the Chancellor was doing this. But he needed to find out. Needed to take what was coming. [00:59]

: Sidious smiled, with his force powers of the dark side he forced the child forward. He fell on his knees before Anakin, shivering himself he kept his eyes low to the ground. -Sidious clapped his hands, and the rest of the children hopped down from the small stage they had been waiting on. Smiling they each waved to Anakin and left the room. Care free and unafraid. ~Well now what Anakin? Do something...Do whatever you like.~ -Sidious walked closer. "Good choice Anakin...this is your...gift. He's your's now...he needs a name." -This was part of his training...attachments..tests...loyalty and mercy. [01:02]

: Anakin managed to pull himself back up from the floor. Once more his mind was racing... reminding himself that slavery was highly illeagle in the republic... he could still taste Padme's disgust when she learned he was a slave. And how he'd reacted to her... reminding he was a person with a name. So why did this boy not have a name? He looked down at him. He was silent for several minutes... so unsure of himself now. "What is your name?" He asked gently... he had to have a name of his own. What about parents? what happend to this child's mother? [01:08]

: The boy looked up at him and blinked twice before shrugging. "I dont have a name Sir..." He whispered softly. -Sidious kept still. Studying Anakin...This would all make sense to him one day. One day he would be a man wise enough to make such decisions without forceful persuesion and it would be easy. For now however, he needed to relax a bit. And go with his feelings. -A dangerous dance feelings were. But in time he would learn to trust and control them. [01:11]

: Anakin frowned a bit. "How do you not have a name? Everyone has a name." anakin felt bad for the boy already. The poor child made him very sypathetic considering his own past. Hell, in a way, he should be lucky to have a last name. Many slaves didn't have family names. He had one. He was a Skywalker. "And I'm not a sir.. I'm Anakin." He wan't sure what this was all about but he would do what came naturally to him. Did this child have long to live? He hoped he wasn't going to be forced to kill the kid (which he won't since Dorme was the first true innocent he was made to cause suffering to) [01:19]

: The boy frowned and remained silent. He didn't have a name...Not one that he could remember at least. He looked towards Anakin and gave another shrug. "I'm sorry...Anakin." He apologized. Careful to pronounce his name properly. -Sidious moved forward. "Anakin this boy is your gift...he's not a slave but he is your's...its a troubling situation...one hard to explain so dont question it." He instructed firmly. He lifted the boy to his feet and shoved him towards Anakin. "I'll be watching the both of you..." -With that Sidious left the room. Disapearing...but not really. [01:20]

: Anakin didn't know what to do with him. He had always had to build his friends.. though occasionaly he was chummy with some of the boys and girls on Tatooine.. none of them were close. Padme had been his first true friend... human and living anyway... He just wasn't good with people.. or with names. "I don't know what to do." He said allowed, "You have no family I take it? How have you survived?" He started with the only thing there was for him to do.. to question the boy outright. [01:28]

: The boy dusted himself off and shrugged yet again. "I dunno." He replied honestly. And in truth he had no recollection of how he had come to be. Who he was, what he was or where he was from. He gave Anakin a light smile. "Who are you?" -The boy would soon be an irritation to him. He was sent to try his patience. -Sidious took a seat in the backroom where he could watch Anakin interact with the nameless soul. -"You said your name is Anakin...thats a weird name...don't you think? How come your taller then me?" ~Stupid boy..he thinks he's better then you.~ "No I guess I'm taller." The boy stood tall next to Anakin, gracing with an extra inch or two. "I am taller!" He exclaimed happily. ~He's stronger then you too.~ "How come your dressed in black?" He questioned as he looked Anakin over. More questions eager questions...comparisons. The child was made to appear innocent. And Anakin wasn't supposed to kill...Just learn to use his powers. Learn to gain the advantage and realize that all people had places and stations. Anakin would hopefully learn that everyone was on a level...This boy was below him... [01:32]

: Rather hard thing for someone who had known nothing but a slave's life before to learn. He sat down before the boy, staring at him intently as he listened to him chatter. His brow furrowed a bit at first. Anakin had just said who he was... didn't the boy listen? "It's the name my mother gave me." He said simply in defense of his name. Perhaps it was weird but he liked the name himself. It was all he knew. When the voice began in his head again his brow furrowed. He felt the boy was just curious, at first... perhaps a little hyper. But when the voice suggested the boy was STRONGER then Anakin, that caused the former slave to blink. He wasn't even aware of how strong he was.. yet... just the strange things the Jedi had said.. about how he had the highest count of whatever those were ever. - "I'm dressed this way because it was the clothing I was given." He replied, tilting his head as he stared at the boy. He was confused, but not angry yet [01:39]

: The boy nodded, "Your Mom uh? Is she dead or something?" He sat down a few feet from Anakin. "Is that man your Father? He's kind of...ehh." He stopped and shrugged a bit. Looking Anakin over he continued to babble on. "You look funny dressed in black..." He laughed a bit and when he saw Anakin furrow his brow he laughed even harder. ~He's laughing at you...~ "Hahaha...your face its so silly." He smiled. ~He is better then you. Its obvious that he knows this. "How old are you?" He cocked his head to one side as he studied Anakin. "Your kinda short...so I cant tell." ~He thinks your scrawny.~ -Sidious narrowed his eyes on Anakin, sending him projected messages of insults. The sooner Anakin became agitated the more amusing it would be...He just needed to to find a weak spot in the boy's strong build. [01:44]

: At the idea of his mom being dead Anakin's heart surged... he felt angry. "No! She's not dead!" He yelled.... he missed her so much. It had only been a few months but they had never been seperated before. He shook slightly then calmed himself. The question wasn't that stupid, it was just... upsetting to him. "I have no father.. My mom was just pregnant..." He explained, though he had never understood it himself. As the child babbled on Anakin kept looking down at himself. For some reason, dispite himself, he felt.. right.. in black. "I don't look funny... or silly.." He frowned. The laughing was getting at him. Other children had laughed at him before. 'You're gonna die Ani! Those races will kill you stupid human slave boy! You'll never get that thing to work!' He had always swallowed his anger then.. swallowed it into himself.. bottling it up... he'd forgotten that it was there... and it was starting to bubble. - Kicking up to his feet he looked the boy square in the eyes. "Stop it.. I'm not weak.. my size lets me race pods like no other human can!" He raised his voice... almost shouting at the youth. [01:52]

: The boy paused mid laugh to look at Anakin. "...You race pods?" He had never heard such a thing. No boy let alone this Anakin Skywalker could race pods. "Your lying." He stated as a new laugh came forward. "And crazy." He declared as he stood up and looked around the room. -Sidious didn't need to project any insults, the boy was plainly stupid. With a mind of his own he would easily get himself in to trouble. So he found himself waiting...yet again. -The boy walked around, bored...examining the plain walls. "Your Mom just got pregnant? Thats really strange...Probably something wrong with her." He sighed as he leaned against the wall. "I'm hungry..." He frowned. He jumped around so easily. -As he looked over at Anakin a smile touched his lips and he started laughing again. "I like you, you make me laugh..." He shook his head. "...racing pods." [01:58]

: Anakin's newfound anger intensified as he shook again. His eyes narrowed. "I even won a race.. I wouldn't be standing here now if I hadn't... my freedom was on the line." He nearly growled as he spoke, not relizing it as he did so. His fists were digging tightly into his already painful palms. "I don't lie.. I'm not crazy." As the nameless boy spoke, Anakin began to feel his mind blank... as anger siezed about him. It was all dark, and terrible. Nearbye, a vase began to shake violently. Anakin didn't relize it.. but he was causing it to happen. "I'm not here.. to make you laugh." He growled in Huttsie. The vase shattered then, sending shards at the nameless boy. [02:02]

: The boy jumped back and yelped. Dropping to the ground he covered his head and ears. After a moment of silence he sat up to face him. "Your crazy!" He spat angrily. "I dont like you..." He declared as he looked around. The child was just that...a child. And he had no way of knowing that Anakin had any sort of power. He glared back at Anakin and stuck his tongue out, crossing his arms he huffed. He didn't have time for Anakin. He was just too weird... ~You see that? He's better then you. He doesnt want to befriend a slave...~ Mean while Sidious was enjoying the fine display of pent up anger in Anakin. It was quite amusing... [02:06]

: Anakin was still angry.. but when the vase shattered he came back to his senses. His fingers relaxed and he looked over at the remains. "I..." How much had that been worth? It looked like it had been ancient.. thousands of years old.. tens of thousands even! And he'd destroyed it. He knew it was him... like he had the mirror.. but he didn't know HOW he'd done it. Looking at the pieces he tuned out the boy. He definatly didn't like this one. He didn't understand why the child could be so mean! Especially without a name. Staring for a full minute at his handywork he looked back at other child.. hearing the anger in his head. "Shut up!" He shouted, "Don't talk to me if you arn't going to be nice!" [02:09]

: The boy's eyes widened with surprise. "I dont want to talk to you." He paused a moment. "And don't tell me what to do!" He glared back at Anakin. The boy sat there annoyed. Who did this Anakin think he was? "Your pretty stupid if The Chancellor has to pay people to be YOUR friend." He stated in a rude childish tone. ~He doesnt like you, because your a slave. He's laughing at you on the inside.~ -This was an excellent way to teach Anakin of his place. He was above this child in every sense possible. Anakin was mature and intelligent. This boy was too playful and silly...too childish for his own good. And Sidious found it rather amusing. Anakin had chosen him, had he not? [02:13]

: Anakin's eyes narrowed again.. before he knew it.. the anger was taking over his being... leaving him unfamiliur even in a way his own mother might not recognize. "I said.. SHUT UP!" He shouted again, pushing the boy over before he even knew what he was doing. "I don't want a friend! I don't need a friend! I can MAKE my own friends!" He stared down at the boy, wanting to kick him but resisting it. "I'm not stupid! I'm not!" He kept shouting, his fists shaking. [02:17]

: The boy jumped to his and shoved Anakin back just as hard if not harder. "You MAKE your own friends!? You are crazy!" An antagonistic child. When would he learn? -Sidious smiled happily. This was very entertaining to him. Anakin had such anger, such power came forth when he allowed it to do so. -The boy huffed and puffed, his cheeks were burning red with anger and he narrowed his eyes on Anakin. The two were about to engage in quite a scuffle. One that Sidious had no intention of stopping. This boy was Anakin's gift...The gift of enlightenment. Would Anakin realize that he could out smart this boy? Anakin was stronger, smarter, and powerful. ~He's laughing at you...~ [02:18]

: The boy jumped to his feet* [02:22]

: Anakin nearly fell back... and it was enough. Practicly roaring from rage he rushed the boy and did more then just shove him.. he litterly tossed him into the desk close by, kicking him in the stomach without even thinking about it. His chest heaving he smashed the child once in the chin with his fist. "I'M NOT CRAZY! STOP LAUGHING!" He exclaimed in frantic Huttsie. He stood there over the boy, fingers digging into his palms tightly.. drawing blood from his injuries [02:26]

: After being thrown the boy was stunned. And frightened. The kick to his stomach winded him and he curled up, trying to shield himself. And then the punch. It hurt him so very bad and the boy yelped in pain. Immediate tears came forward and he backed away from Anakin. The boy moved away shivering in fear as tear after tear slid down his cheek. Covering his own mouth the boy refused to say anything. He just stared at Anakin. He wouldn't insult him anymore. -Sidious once more found himself laughing. Anakin had completed a job well done! ~Give him a name...he's your's after all...you taught him a lesson...he needed to be taught a lesson...Name him...command him...instruct him....Your better then he is...~ [02:29]

: "I don't want him... he's pathetic... I want him to go away.." Anakin found himself saying... in a way.. it didn't sound like him at all. But, this was how he felt. He didn't want the boy near him. Maybe because it brought out the 'worst' in him. The boy got him angry. He'd never been angry before. Turning away from the boy but keeping a 'sense' on him he wandered over to the door. "Chancellor sir... can you hear me?" He called. [02:32]

: Sidious could hear him. But he refused to acknowlege him. Anakin couldn't hide from what he was destined to be. And if he were to send the boy away. Then Anakin would just be taking three steps backwards. ~Thats why you need him...Make an example...give him a name.~ -The boy remained quiet, sniffeling every now and then. His jaw was already starting to swell and his tummy hurt. Anakin was so mean! He'd never been beat so bad in his life. And that was hardly anything... [02:35]

: "He doesn't need a name." Anakin said firmly. "And I don't want him.." He was sure he wasn't talking to himself.. but still didn't know who that voice in his head was. However, to anyone else listening he might seem crazy for talking to the air. He felt like being assertive now... even if the chancellor didn't come... he knew he had to hold fast to what he had decided on. He turned back around to look down at the boy. "Go away." He demanded.. not carrying where he went or how he got there. [02:38]

: The boy stood up and couldnt help but look at Anakin funny. After all he was having a conversation with himself. -He backed away a bit, but didn't know where to go. Finding a door he tried to open it but couldn't. ~He intimidates you.~ The voice stated calmly. ~You cant handle being around him.~ Another statement. ~Your troubled by him being better then you~ The voice was taunting him. And Sidious was smiling. [02:40]

: ~He is NOT better then me!~ Anakin shot back, mentally this time. He was not sure what to do. This boy annoyed him so he wanted him out of his sight. He could handle being around him.. he just chose not to. He didn't have to do something he really didn't want to right? His lips pulling into a tight frown he looked down at the boy. "Stay on the floor." He ordered, proving the boy wasn't better then him.. not if he could get the boy to listen to commands. [02:42]

: The boy flashed a glare in Anakin's direction. But he quickly dropped to the floor...doing what he was told. -Sidious continued to smile. Anakin was strong willed, and he was fighting him. But this argumentive side was good. It was encouraging to see Anakin be so passionate about his own beliefs. Anakin believed and felt that this boy was NOT better then him. He didn't need proof. His mind set was proof enough. [02:49]

: -The doors parted and Sidious walked inside. Looking in the direction of the crouched down boy he flashed his orders. "Up." He demanded. -The child scrambled to his feet. Sidious turned to face Anakin. "I take it you do not like your gift? ...This child is a rotten one." He commented as he grabbed the boy with his dark force powers and lifted him into the air. The boy yelped out, startled and frightened. As he was lifted by an invisible force. Sidious managed a light chuckle as he toyed with the boy and twisted him about in circles through the air. "Anakin..." He stated suddenly allowing the boy to drop to the floor hard. -Sidious ignored the cries of pain that came from the child and he turned to face Anakin. "You are so powerful...it gives me chills..." He whispered as he kneeled down to be eye level with him. "The Jedi are a foolish group of power trained beings that dont wish to teach you how to manage your gift..." He touched lightly at Anakin's face and smiled. "You will be the best there ever was...it is your destiny..." He paused a moment looking him over. "You must train hard...study...except schooling and daunting challenges BUT my boy...Anakin Skywalker...you will obtain such control...such power...and you will be able to go back and save your Mother...you will be able to do anything you please...through me and my teachings...I'll help you Anakin." Sidious insisted in a serious tone. He looked Anakin in the eyes, his own had shifted color to reveal his Sith self. "Join me as my apprentice and you will live a life of luxury and power...all that dared to laugh at you will fall flat on there faces like that boy..." [02:55]

: Anakin had dreams of being a Jedi but the order had dashed those hopes. They had said he was too old.. and his future too clouded for them to accept. Qui-Gon had wanted to teach him the ways of the force.. Obi-Wan had wanted to help... but it was this man... the chancellor.. Sidious... who was actually offering him. He peered back into the man's yellow eyes, feeling a slight chill go through his spine. He could litterly feel the darkness flowing from him. It was like that man he'd glimpsed briefly.. the one he knew had killed master Qui-Gon. A part of him wanted to run.. run away right then and there... but he didn't He stood fast, ignoring the child he had been angry at and held his ground. "I... I want to learn. I want to learn the ways of the force." He stammered. Then he swallowed hard and felt himself sink down onto his knees, so that he was again looking up at the Sith Lord. "I want to learn... I want to know power... to use it..." Then finnaly he said, "I want to be your apprentice..." [02:58]

: Sidious stood tall and touched at Anakin's head. "Then hence forth in my company and to all that will learn to fear you as The Sith lord you will be..." He paused to look down at the innocent child. Untouched by the evils of the galaxy. Delicate and beautiful. His for the taking. Sidious would help to destroy that beauty. Just as he wished to destroy the galaxy. "...Darth Vader." Looking down at him again he stepped away, releasing his light touch. "Rise Darth Vader. Today...you are reborn as my apprentice." An evil laugh came out and it echoed around the room. ~Darth Vader...your Destiny beckons you...~ [03:01]

: The delicate child rose, bowing his head. "Thank you... my master.." He said. It came natural.. mostly because he had been raised a slave.. taught to be respectful to those above him. But there was something inside of him.. almost like a shift.. just from being given a new name. He couldn't explain it.. but the same force did not erease him.. not the good.. --- And this was the dream he had... his becoming a Sith.. twisting in his blankets at Padme's home.. muttering softing in Huttese from time to time.. until Padme was finnaly there to wake him. [03:05]

: Padme' had awoken early and she had done some soul searching. Anakin was right, she was far too serious, and desperately needed to take a step back. Knowing that the the next few days she would remain in hiding. Padme' found herself aware that she couldn't do any political or senatorial work. So maybe she would step back...Loosen up and have some fun. -She carefully entered the room that Anakin was staying in. She tip-toed over to his bed and eased herself onto it. Giving a nervous smile she covered her mouth so not to laugh aat her silly ways. -The bed shifted and she tensed up a moment...After the room became silent again she leaned closer and looked down at Anakin, watching him. -A smile that held anticipation for the day came forth and she touched lightly at his lips with a long stemmed flower. A small giggle came out as she watched him crinkle his nose. Amused with the situation she continued to tickle at his nose and lips. [03:07]

: Anakin woke with a start.. his eyes snapping open. For an instant they looked cold and yellow... but then faded to blue-brown. His dream had had a powerful impact on him and was only starting to fade as he noticed Padme was there and had been the reason he'd woken. His breath coming at a near pant he turned his head to look at her fully. "Padme?" He asked. Was he still dreaming or was she sitting on his bed? If not for what he'd been dreaming he might have reached around and pulled her ontop of him.. but... he was stuck at age ten for several momments still. [03:11]

: "Good morning." She smiled happily. "I made breakfast for you." She continued as she allowed the flower to remain a few inches from his lips. "I'm afraid I'm still learning..." Padme' looked down at him and her smile faded a bit. "Is something wrong?" She questioned as she arched an eye brow. "I didn't mean to startle you..." She commented, allowing her sentence to trail off. Had she startled him? Wasn't he supposed to be protecting her? -What a sound sleeper he was. -Padme' rested her left hand just on the other side of his body. Although she was on the bed...she was leaning over him a bit. Unusually close for Padme'. [03:14]

: "Sorry... was having.. dreams." He managed to smile, sitting up and tossing the covers off.. before remembering he was only in undergarments. "Nothing's wrong Padme... and you didn't really.. startle me.. really I just wasn't expecting to have you sitting on my bed really." If it had been killers he would have felt them and woke long ago. If she asked, he would assure her of that. - Rubbing his leg for a momment he took note at last that she had him in an open hug so to speak. With his right hand he patted her left. "What did you make?" [03:20]

: Padme' smiled and licked her lips. "A savory omlette..." She paused a moment. "Accompanied by a fruit salad...and some nuts." -The sun was shining, and it was going to be a beautiful day. Padme' had gotten up and found the house far too quiet. She had sat around in the day parlor hoping that Anakin would wake up. But when he hadn't she had ventured into the kitchen to make him breakfast. -Padme' had found the experience to be rather soothing and fun. Playing house and cooking breakfast for Anakin had caused Padme' to smile the whole hour. Even when she had burnt the first set of omlettes. -But he didn't need to know that. "Were your dreams filled with sweetness?" She whispered playfuly, as her curious brown eyes sparkled with the youth that she usually locked away. [03:23]

: Anakin continued to look into her eyes... his stomach growling slightly at the mention of food. "you're too kind to me." He told her, managing a smile. He didn't care what the food tasted like or if it was burnt, if she made it he would eat it... she was just too perfect to pass up food from. - Managing to slip out of her spread arms Anakin slid to the floor and recovered his clothing. "I will be out in a minute.. I must get dressed." He told her, turning his head to look at her which had the effect of dumping a lock of his golded hair into his eyes. - when she asked him of his dreams he let out a soft sigh, "Sweetness? No... not really..." he wasn't sure he wanted to discuss it... if he said anything she might get suspicious. [03:28]

: Padme' frowned a bit when he slid away from her open arms. And her frown only deepened when he hinted for her to leave. "Oh...yes." She replied softly as she got up off the bed. Taking the flower with her, she didn't bother to question him about his dreams. She was far too concerned with her own actions. Had she been too forward? Or was she a tease? Perhaps she tried too hard to be appealing. Another sigh escaped her lips and she left him alone in his bedroom. Of course she was wearing a simplistic country day dress. She didn't need to blush or turn away and changed. -As she wondered down the hall, towards the kitchen she played with the flower she had picked for him. She had gone to him three times now...She had followed him out onto the balcony at her apartment...she had gone to visit him in his bedroom last night. And just now...she had once more found herself drawn to him. -Her chipper tone was quickly fading...Something wasn't right... [03:33]

: Anakin seemed quiet distracted by something... unlike last night when he'd confessed his love to her. Even now, he was getting dressed quiet slowly thinking over his dream... no.. the memory. He had been upset then but he was greatful now for such teaching... and that had only been the start of it. Of course, he resented his master for none of it. He knew what he'd be if Sidious hadn't used those special methods. He'd be a pathetic little boy who didn't know how to do anything... lost and confused. Though in some ways he was still that boy... after all.. he hadn't 100% embraced the dark side. If he did he wouldn't be here now protecting Padme... he might have even assassinated her himself. Such a thought sent a chill through his spine. No... he had to remind himself that this balance made him even STRONGER then full dark side embrace would be. That because he could feel he could hate all the more. -- Soon he joined Padme in the dining room and tossed her a smile. "Sorry about that my lady." [03:38]

: Padme' returned the smile, but she was already eating. She hadn't bothered to wait for him. "Please eat..." She commented as she motioned towards the plate she had fixed for him. -Leaning forward she was careful to eat properly. Making full use of all the fine etiquette she had been taught. -The dining room was beautiful and she had gathered a wide variety of wild flowers to decorate the room with. As she ate her food, Padme' found herself turned off to the idea of relaxing with Anakin... [03:41]

: Anakin sat across from her, starting on the plate she had provided. He didn't like this.. the silence. Had he caused it? The way he'd woken up and reacted to her? If he hadn't had that dream then perhaps they might still be in bed, forgetting all about food. He silently cursed himself, shoving the last bit of egg into his mouth. Life just didn't seem fair. When he finnaly had what he wanted in his grasp he didn't catch it because he hadn't seen it till it was too late. [03:46]

: After she finished her plate, she stood and carried it into the kitchen. She placed her plate in to large sink and looked out the window. -He had frustrated her. Even more so when he allowed an awkward silence to occur. This is why Padme' didn't have time for relationships. She had been silly minded and giddy as a school girl all morning...And for what? A silent breakfast...No thanks...no praises...no stolen glances. She shook her head and huffed. Padme' could have fun with out Anakin Skywalker. -She nearly stamped her foot, as she snuck out of the house by using the back door. -Stepping off the porch she looked about and smiled at the breath taking sight. Her home was beautiful and the back yard was alive with flowers and butterflies. She lifted her skirt and ran down the small hill side, heading for the meadow near the lake. There she could relax and think. No danger...No Anakin. [03:51]

: Anakin was quickly on her tail, but not following too closely. Did she just want to be alone? Well, if he pushed after her to much she might go very far away indeed. No... he didn't want that. He wished he hadn't had that dream and had instead woken up with his hormones surging and reacted a lot better to her being there on his bed. He had missed his momment and now she no longer seemed interested in him. Pain clutched at his heart as he followed her towards the lake, but at a distance. He would be there... as her protector.. and hope she would come around to speaking to him again. [03:57]

: She made it to the meadow and sighed deeply. -She had a strong feeling that he was following her but she couldn't be sure. -Padme' continued on her way, swinging her arms a bit she smiled to herself. And she wondered...Was it possible to trick Anakin? -He seemed so very sure and confident of himself. He seemed to constantly be insisting that he was grown...strong...smart...and skilled enough to protect her. -Then she would just have to put Anakin through her own test. Looking about she hesitated a moment before disapearing and stumbling foward into the sea of flowers. -From a distance it may look like she had taken a nasty fall. And she hoped that Anakin would take the bait. She kept her laugh in check and pretended to struggle to stand. Padme' was fine...she was just...playing a little. [04:00]

: Anakin had been watching her and his eyes flicked as she suddenly vanished from sight. He could feel she was alright... but just what was she doing? Frowning to himself he started off in her direction, heading for the patch of lovely flowers. He would find out just what she was up to, perhaps even why she was fooling around this way. --- When he nearly came apon her, he stopped, peering down into the flowers. "Padme?" He ventured in a soft voice. He wondered briefly if she wanted to talk now... if they could sit down and discuss their feelings. [04:04]

: She laid back in the bed of flowers and stared up at him. Now she would pout. Make him regret being so close minded to her ways. "What do you want?" She managed in a tone, that was hardly disconcerned. -She looked away from him, and brushed away at some flowers that were tickling at her eyes. -He didn't sound very worried about her. But she was right! He had been following her. "You were spying on me." She stated rather then questioned. And to her this was very true...He had left her home and followed right after her. [04:10]

: He squatted down next to her, managing a slight impish grin. "Of course I was spying on you... It's my job. To make sure you're ok." He hoped to lighten the mood just a bit. He reached out a gloved hand towards her, "Need help up?" He ventured. He wanted to hold her hand.. even if it was through a glove. He tried to fix her with his eyes.. tried to stay locked on. Maybe if he just looked into her eyes she might lighten up again... and forgive him for being a little strange when he woke up. [04:13]

: She didnt take his hand nor move an inch. "I dont need your help thank you..." She remained in the position that she was in and she sighed. "I should think that they would have assigned some one older to...keep a watchful eye over me..." She was pushing his buttons intentionally. Trying to get a rise out of him. To see if the words he had spoken just the other night were true. If it were words from his heart and not his hormones...or man hood. [04:19]

: He sighed a bit, sitting down in the grass next to her. "The chancellor didn't have anyone else and the Jedi is off looking for the assassin." He was frowning now a bit. She was refusing him.. and this made him quiet sad. What could he do to convince her of his feelings? That he loved her... that he wanted to be at her side always. "Alright.. Padme.. tell me what you want... please... I'm sorry if I wasn't.. so good... this morning. It was a disturbing dream." He sighed. [04:21]

: She sat up quickly, ashamed that she had been so hot headed. She had completely forgotten that he had told her he had dreamed. And he claimed that they weren't sweet. "Oh, Ani...I'm sorry." Moving next to him, she gave him a worried look. "Are you alright?" She questioned as she touched lightly at his arm. Why had she been so selfish? The poor fellow had slept uncomfortably. And she had made a scene. How disapointed she was in herself. Someone her age should act better in a situation such as that. [04:23]

: He looked down at his hands. "It's alright... I'm fine... I just have bad dreams sometimes... though at least they wern;t about my mother.." He rubbing his knee before looking back at her. The nightmares about his mother had been short, and had lead him back to Tatooine... but those had been of the present when he'd had them.. not the past. He moved his left hand up and used it to wrap around her back. Her concern touched him. Maybe she did still care... that he hadn't driven her away by accident. [15:37]

: Padme' nodded as she listened to him. She plucked a flower free and played with it. "What were they about?" She questioned as she turned to face him. Her eyes reflected curiousity as well as concern. She already felt bad that she had been so stubborn and hot headed. Jumping to conclusions and writing him off the way she had. It wasn't fair of her, to treat Anakin the way she had. It was true that they had alot to learn about each other. But Padme' would have to reserve herself. And control her own hormones and emotions... [15:41]

: He shook his head. He really couldn't tell her.. not about the Sith... or even the majority of what happend. It might lead to too many questions. It might lead to the truth that would probably find him with a blaster at his head again. "Just... things from my childhood... things that bothered me. I'd rather not speak of them... they make me sad." He reached a hand out for hers, sitting there in the field of flowers. He could see the concern in her eyes. She was worried about his state of mind. So, he decided to try and smile. "I'm ok now... I have you here... you help me relax." [15:45]

: She took his hand and forced her own smile. "Your not very good at helping a girl to relax..." She commented. Padme' wasn't trying to be hurtful...just truthful. "You suggest that I relax and take a step back...and you cant even step back with me." Her tone was soft and she found herself drawn to his eyes again. His eyes caused her to smile. It was the best part of him. A window to his soul...and Padme' could only find something that tended to be a comfort. [15:47]

: Oddly, his eyes like this, were filled with compassions. He kept his hate and anger and all the bad things in his 'Sith' eyes... the yellow ones that had flashed when he'd woken up. His blue-brown ones were filled with love, not hate. He managed to smile brighter though with her comments. It didn't hurt him at all. "I'm sorry my lady.. I will do better." And with that he reached his other hand towards her and quickly launched it at her side. He was tickling her! [15:52]

: She moved away from him quickly. "Anakin!" She yelped through her fit of giggles. She struggled to grab his hands, to further prevent him from tickling her even more. "Stop...Stop." She breathed out through her bright smile and silly laughter. -She was smiling, and completely oblivious to how playful she was being. How flirtacious she was. -But Padme' was enjoying this moment, his smile, his tone, his actions and his words. It was fun! And a completely new experience for her. [15:54]

: He laughed softly, especially when he heard her giggling. Grinning like an imp he tried to dodge her hands, running his fingers from her sides to across her abdomen, to the other side. Just playful, not really touching, more about having fun and loosening up. He couldn't remember the last time he felt nothing but joy filling his heart... not sadistic pleasure.. not anger or hate.. not sadness... just joy and nothing else. "You'll have to do better then that." He beamed, breaking his other hand from her and diving at both sides at once. [15:59]

: Her laughter built up until she was nearly panting. She fell back again into the sea of flowers and stared up at him. Padme' weakly swatted his hands away and she struggled to catch her breath. "Your horrible..." She teased. Padme' held a lazy grin on her face. And she folded her arms across her stomach. She continued to stare up at him a while longer, before closing her eyes. -The sun was shining down on them. It wasn't hot or burning, but it was just pleasant. The entire atmosphere that they were in was beautiful. And Padme' had no moment before this to compare such happiness to. She rarely smiled her laughed. But being so laid back with Anakin, seemed to fit perfectly. [16:03]

: How quickly things had changed when the opertunity presented itself. Anakin had siezed his new chance after all, tickling Padme without mercy until he was laughing almost as hard. Finnaly, he relented and gazed down at her "Mmm.. I'm sorry My Lady.." He purred. The sun felt great against his back, warming him imensely through his black clothing. It was a perfect day... the flowers smelt beautiful... the air wasn't dry... and he was in love. They were alone. - Slowly, with her eyes still closed, Anakin leaned down to kiss her lips softly. [16:11]

: Padme' felt Anakin's brush against her own. And this caused her to blush lightly. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, trying to hide her smile. Looking up at him, she wondered what had happened to her. Three days ago she had been far more serious then Anakin could ever imagine. She had been planning ways to set a trap for her would be assassin. Padme' had ideas as well as feelings. Although patience was a virtue, she could find herself to be impatient. And she wanted answers. She wanted to know, who was so intent on destroying all that she had worked for. And the person that came to mind was continually Dooku. -As her mind raced she realized that it would be best that she ignore such depressing thoughts. She was in the middle of a magic moment. Padme' could feel herself falling in love with Anakin. -She had never allowed anyone, man or woman to bring forth such feelings. No one ever made her nervous...no one ever gave her the chills while making her insides swirl with warmth and giggles. -Continuing to stare up at him, she found herself unable to speak. She didn't want to ruin this moment that seemed too good to be true. [16:16]

: And he loved her already. Had for such a long time. He'd said so himself... he had people trying to hang on him... he could have had any of them... but he wanted her. - His lips were soft, sweet almost as they pressed firmly towards her. Kissing once, twice, and a third time before he lifted his eyes to hers. He had no idea what was on her mind.... didn't know it was the assassin. He knew that someone in the sepertists was behind it.. and he would be quiet upset if Dooku himself had tried to order such a thing. That would mean he could no longer trust the dark Jedi and would have to take the sepertist movement over himself for his master, which would have sever consiquences. He didn't want it to come to that. It would comprimise too much. - It was a good thing none of this spoiled the momment by passing through his mind. He smiled at her, his left hand moving up to her hair. "I love you... Padme.." He whispered softly. [16:23]

: But it wasn't so easy as dismissing her more practical and rational self. One kiss, two kisses, three or four couldn't erase the serious side of her...just yet. -Looking up at him, she smiled a bit but soon frowned. She sat up and adjusted her skirt. She then began brushing the flower pedals out of her hair. "What we're doing would be considered quite scandalous..." She began quietly, refusing to face him. Padme' wasn't meaning to play games. It was just a hard struggle. And she found herself torn. To fall in love with Anakin might mean that she would give up her never ending walk of contributions she wished to make. It could mean that she would lose her passionate voice for passion. That was confusing to her... [16:26]

: He leaned forward, kissing her softly once again as she sat up. He placed his hands in his lap, sitting up straight himself to smile softly at her. His eyes scanned the grass around them, picking up details of different flowers before he said, "Well, that's why we're alone... no one needs to know right now." His left hand left his lap and plucked a pink flower from the grass. Grinning at her he leaned forward and threaded the stem through the loops of her curly hair. To him, it was all so simple. They were in love.. or rather.. he was.. and hoping she would be. It didn't matter who they were or what they were doing in life, they were meant to be together. "Besides.. why would it be scandalous?" [16:31]

: She swallowed a moment before speaking. "Its inappropriate for a young lady to be alone...without a chaperone..." Padme' looked around nervously, embarrassed by her thoughts. "Being alone could...lead...to." She sighed deeply and faced him. "Its just not right." She finished finally. -And her words were more of a protection for herself. He swept her off of her feet...very easily at that. And she didn't trust herself around him. If he were to kiss her, romantically or forcefully she wouldn't stop him. Because she trusted him...just not herself. [16:37]

: He put his hand back into his lap, giving her a strange look. "Young lady? You're older then me by five years." What was with her sudden mood changes anyway? "Padme.. what are you afraid of?" He said softer. How could this not be right? Leaning forward he tried to kiss her again, his lips pressing to her chin. "Please.. talk to me.." He begged, his hands slidin from his lap and reaching for her hips. He wanted to touch her.. no... needed to touch her. Wanted to show her that there was nothing wrong with their feelings. Or maybe it was just the hormones and the lust for power talking. [16:40]

: He put his hand back into his lap, giving her a strange look. "Young lady? You're older then me by five years." What was with her sudden mood changes anyway? "Padme.. what are you afraid of?" He said softer. How could this not be right? Leaning forward he tried to kiss her again, his lips pressing to her chin. "Please.. talk to me.." He begged, his hands slidin from his lap and reaching for her hips. He wanted to touch her.. no... needed to touch her. Wanted to show her that there was nothing wrong with their feelings. Or maybe it was just the hormones and the lust for power talking. [16:44]

: She pulled back quickly, irritated that he had reminded her of her age. "Very clever..." Her eyes searched his with confusion. Was this all a game to him? She was sure that she trusted him. But his touches and kisses seemed to be more persistant. Looking him in the eyes she shook her head. "I won't bed with you...I'm not going to lay with you." She spoke softly, embarrassed that she had been so forward and blunt. But was that where his touches were leading to? Or even worse was she hoping for his touches to come...She had to ignore her thoughts. She would drive herself crazy with frustration. -Padme' had never been touched or kissed...or in love. This was all very new to her, as well as intimidating. And it seemed much easier for her to have doubts rather then trust in herself that everything would be okay. [16:48]

: "Are you afraid to?" He asked softly, kissing her cheek as he wrapped his arms firmly around her waist, "Or is it me in general?" He pulled his head back, focusing her with his eyes. He would accept her fear.. her rejection.. for now, if she persisted.. but every time she played this game, this... I think I love you but I don't want you this close... his resolve was shaking... and the monster was laughing. The power to have anything he wanted... He was worried, that he might loose control around her. he didn't want that at all. Didn't want to become so frustraited with this game that he ceased being himself and let only the monster do the talking. That could... hurt.. Padme. [16:52]

: She sighed deeply when he wrapped his arms around her. "Stop it." Padme' stated firmly as she looked him in the eyes. "Your making me uncomfortable...I don't like this." -She tried to pull away from him. Padme' had no idea that she was playing games. Or she would have slapped herself in the head. It was all too intimidating. It was happening so fast. And it was hard to take in and accept. One moment she was 'The Senator of Naboo'...having a vague memory of a handsome little boy that she had once encountered in Tatooine. And now she was faced with the challenge of being Padme'...sitting inches from a man that was fast becoming her weakness. [16:57]

: His arms dropped back to his sides as another strange look, mostly sad, crossed his face. She had such a commanding personality... - Trying to pull his look away from her he spun around and sat at her side rather then facing her. Pain was in his features... and clutching at his heart. What was he doing wrong? Why was she doing this to him? He didn't understand in the least. "I... I'm sorry.." He managed, not looking at her now as he clutched his ankle's firmly to drag his legs under himself. Why did he want her so baddly? This was causing great pain. She was the reason he couldn't let go... the reason he was hurting. It was hard to remain patcient when she was right there. Only when she was far away could he contain it. [17:04]

: When he turned away she slumped forward a bit, allowing a deep sigh to escape her lips. She touched at her own forhead a moment before rubbing at her neck. She opened her mouth to say something but she couldn't. "I just want to be alone..." She started finally. "Nothing is going to happen to me here...so I'm certain that you don't need to follow me this time." -She stared hard at his form, with his back turned to her. This was the frustrating part about Anakin. Although he was taller then her. And he had grown enough to be considered a man. His desires were lacking, he could easily return to the mind set of the boy from Tatooine. He could become child like and pout if he wasnt granted his way. -Padme' was doing what she could. She was confused, he brought out a surge of hormones that she had supressed and ignored. One touch could lead to many more...and she didn't feel ready being so intimate when she wasn't certain about his motives. [17:10]

: Anakin didn't feel that he was pouting. In truth, he recalled conversations he had with his master since he was about 15 and was both grown and handsom to many. 'Any of these men and woman you see around you would gladdly be yours, if even for a night Anakin.. yet you want none of them' His master would say, quietly as they walked through the crowds that tried to get a good look at the chancellor and his young bodyguard. Anakin had always been distant.. had kept himself from them.. from lust... because all he wanted was the girl from Naboo he'd given his heart to so long ago. --- Anakin stood up, his head hanging though he did not turn to her. "Fine... I'll.. be around.." He said. His adrenaline was surging... or rather, his testosterone was. The same hormones that generated lust were also found in agression... he needed to get rid of this feeling somehow... and bitterly.. he knew he had two options.. and one of them he was not going to touch on. He only wanted Padme.. but being around her.. with her not wanting to go further... was painful for him. It would lead to violance and he had no wish to harm her. But that didn't mean he couldn't take it out elsewhere. --- He headed off without another word... traveling away from the home and knowing she would be safe. He just needed... to shed his good self for a few hours... to let out his agression before he did something to her. [17:27]

: She watched him from just near a tree. He was coming her way and her green eyes sparkled. He looked young, handsome enough and he didn't seem to appear poor. He looked as if he were upper class, and this would be a good thing for her. She was in need of some money. It was a warm day and she was dressed in a way to draw attention to her. The young girl looked to be around Anakin's age if not a year or two younger. She held a soft wicker basket in her hands filled with fruits and fresh bundled flowers. -Leaning back to hide herself in the shade she waited... [17:31]

: Anakin had stopped back at the house first for one thing... his lightsaber. He hadn't wanted to carry it around Padme, she'd probably recognize the weapon, but he wasn't planning to go near her. He'd intentionally wandered far off from the lake house to put distance between himself and Padme.. and her servents.. and was sure none were following him. He could feel exactly where Padme was.. and well.. if a servent was foolish enough to tag him.. well.. accidents could happen to them. It was Padme he wanted to make sure wouldn't see what he had planned. --- He didn't see the girl as he walked down a forested path away from where people normally would be. This area was so quiet, it was doubtful there were many people to begin with. However.. he did sense that he was not alone. It was up to fate now... or what the person decided that would determin what occured next. He was perfectly willing to ignore that they were there just by feelings.. but once they got in his way... that would be a different matter [17:35]

: Once he was close enough she stepped out from behind the tree and she smiled. "Good day to you Sir...it is hot in the morning sun is it not?" She began as she held out her wicker basket. "If you thirst I may quench it...if you hunger I may feed you...or if you wish to bask in the beauty of the day I have flowers." She finished sweetly. Her tone was meant to be intriguing. She was in need of money and she would do whatever she could for some. The girl was a bit ragged in appearance, but she would be very lovely if placed in a clean dress. Her smile lingered and she moved closer, hoping he would be an interested buyer. [17:38]

: Anakin stopped walking, his eyes leveling on the girl. Poor little thing... probably had a family that worried about her. She seemed poor but in bright spirits. It was almost a shame. His compassion swelled for a momment, and he did feel sorry for her, but it was quickly drowned out by the other emotions. His rage, his agression, it boiled towards the surface barely under control. - A strange smile graced his lips. "I have a different want.." He said in a soft yet slightly odd for him tone... It was one that might be mistaken for lust, but that kind of pleasure wasn't on his mind... only a related one was. Lust for violence perhaps.. but not lust for flesh. [17:44]

: Her eyes wondered over his body. And she suspected that he was referring to relations. "My name is Corid..." She stated softly as she placed her basket down upon the ground. Standing up to face him, she placed her hands on her hips. "I don't often wish to sell my body...but if that is your request then so be it." She finished with a light smile. He was rather handsome, and she felt sure that he would be a good lover. Corid was young and naive. Stupid really to be out so far from the main part of town. But she had been tired of being teased and taunted, and the beauty of the morning had lured her away. And now here she stood, she looked around wondering if they should travel down the small hillside a bit. To be away from the main road. "Should we find a new location?" She questioned as she raised an eyebrow at him. [17:49]

: "I have no interest in that." He said calmly, though there was something raging behind his eyes... something almost feral. He was well dressed and seemed well off to be sure, but his eyes told something else. They almost seemed to be changing colors from a lovely blue-brown to a yellowed tint in parts. --- True, if he was interested in anyone other then Padme, he probably would be considered a good lover by many. He had stamina, drive, and was quiet lovely both to look at and probably to touch as well. Sometimes his master had tried to steer him in that direction, to succumb to feelins of lust and desire.. to show his dominance over others... or perhaps simpley to make Anakin lose track of Padme.. but he never did. - "There is only one thing I want right now.." He lifted his right hand and suddenly she couldn't speak and felt as if she was being lifted in the air. "And I can get that from you." His voice, though light and beauitful, was toned with something dark.. and evil. -- He began to walk, Corid being tugged along with him out of the way.. travelling over the hill to make sure that she wouldn't be heard by anyone but himself. [17:55]

: She looked at him curiously and suddenly felt intranced by his oddly colored eyes. She felt her own eyes lose focus and before she could question him. She found herself unable to speak. Her body jerked forward and she was lifted up. Her eyes went wide and she snapped out of the intrigued state she had been lost in. Corid kicked at the air and tried to make herself heavy to get away. But she couldn't find or feel the scource that was lifting her and holding her captive. Fear coursed through her body and as she found herself being taken further from the main road. She found herself terrified that she was going to be murdered by this innocent looking young man. [17:59]

: When he got to a spot by a cool stream with hills and trees that blocked noises quiet effecivly to the road, he dropped her from the silence squeeze he'd put around her voice box. He looked down at her, letting the agressive feelings flow through his being. Such a pretty and pathetic little creature. How could she be so dirty and poor yet still manage to smile? He began to forget that he was once like that too... and worse.. he had been a slave... but hadn't lost his spirits... not until he'd been freeded and taken in by Sidious. Not until he'd been forced to kill.. beaten.. tortured in some ways.. to teach him to use his feelings... and not when he began to enjoy it.. all of it.. a sickening pleasure. Yes, he looked down apon this fearful girl with his now yellow eyes, the darkness surrounding him so intensly that if a Jedi had been on the planet at that momment, he would have been felt from any point. "I need to destroy something... quiet baddly... and my choice is you..." He said, putting a foot on her leg so she couldn't get up easily. He, like his master, found strange pleasures in the fear of others. [18:04]

: She looked up at him and found herself beyond terrified. Such a bone thrilling tone, such a horrible series of words. Her fear caused her to laugh nervously. Denial had set in and she shook her head no. Although she was smiling her bottom lip quivered and her eyes had a glossy coat of tears. "No..." Corid stated in a shaky tone. As if her statement would change his mind. She continued to shake her head through a frightened laugh that brought forth tears. "...No.." Corid tried to pull her leg back, but he was strong. And she figured it was best to save her energy for a possible struggle. She would have to wait for an oppertunity to run. Or an oppertunity to fight back...Either way at this point he had the upper hand, and Corid was very much afraid. [18:15]

: He took his foot off of her leg and dropped to the ground beside her. He smiled, but there was nothing pleasent in the look. The sith lord was anything but pleasent... he was cold. His left hand came around, grabbing her forehead tightly in a vice grip. "I want to know... what you're afraid of.." He purred, drawing on the experience the day before in his master's office. It just seemed.. so right. Besides, it would expend more of his pent up agression if he sliced into her mind. His eyes closed, and he delved into her... searching... grasping... looking. [18:21]

: Corid gasped and she closed her eyes tightly. She would cooperate. She would! She searched her own mind what was she afraid of? Many things...So she rattled them off quickly. "I..I...umm...the dark...I dont like being alone in the dark...and child birth...my older sister died of child birth...heights...I dont like to climb trees...Snakes and serpants...to be hit...to be killed...to never be anything more then a peasant..." Corid was being honest. She wasn't trying to gain sympathy and she listed all the fears that she knew existed. The most frightening one was her final response. "That you'll kill me..." She had her own hands wound up, in tight fists. She was breathing deeply and her chest heaved. Would he kill her? [18:25]

: A soft chuckle escaped from his lips. That was easy, and he had felt the truth in it as he released his fingers from her skull. "Yes.." He told her, moving his face an inch from hers, "I will kill you." With compassion and restraint pushed deap under his agression and needs... Vader moved both hands to grip her shoulders tightly. Dispite being a lith and handsom boy, he was quiet strong.. and powerful. He squeezed, not just the fingers around the bones, but pressed her arms close into her main torso at the shoulder joint. He wanted to soak up what was in her eyes first before he had a bit more fun with her. [18:29]

: She finally opened her eyes to meet his. The pain in her heart over whelmed that of the physical pain she was feeling. "....Why?" She managed. Corid had to know why. Her mind screamed out that she mattered. That her family didnt deserve this loss. That it was her own fault for being so naive. But you couldn't barter with a murderer you couldn't make a monster feel. And her own feelings were tormenting her as it was. A flood of regret wash over her, and she wished that she had kissed her Mother goodbye that morning. That she hadn't hid her spare chillings in the window box. That she hadn't wondered off away from the village... [18:32]

: He smiled again, letting go of one shoulder that was now bruised and brushing his gloved hands back through her hair. "Because... if not you... then I might destroy the one person I love... I cannot have that." Love... did the monster just say he LOVED someone? How was that even possible? --- Vader then let out a laugh, pulling himself back to his feet and letting go of her. It was beautiful her fear... her sadness... the pain he was about to put her through. With one wave of his hand, she began to lift off the ground, slowly, towards eye level at first. [18:35]

: Her eyes let go of any hope and a thick sadness settled in her very soul. When lifted up to face him she said nothing. It was all a game, one that she truly didn't want to play. She was his prey and like a cat does toy with a mouse. He was toying with her. -She had to die to save another? Could she find any honor in her own on coming death. A few tears streamed down her cheek. But she looked past this man, her tormentor. On past him and she focused on the beauty of the day. [18:38]

: She lifted fast past him then, her body twisting so she could look down at the ground. She didn't stop lifting up until she got to the top of the trees. She had said she was afraid of heights after all.. and now she was up very high. If she fell, she'd have several momments before her death to anticipate the strike... before her body splattered on the edge of the stream. --- Vader turned his eyes upward, smiling as he watched her in his grip... the girl all the way up in the trees. He could drop her and kill her now... but what fun would that be? [18:41]

: As she rose she felt it was ironic to go so high. Nearly heading towards the heavens. Her eyes traveled down for a mere second and she lost her calm. Breaking into panic mode, she began to hyperventilate. Her breathing was labored and her throat nearly whistled as she struggled to find a breath of fresh hair. She was breathing just fine, but her mind and body couldn't feel it. So she made herself worse and worse, until she was light headed and dizzy. [18:44]

: What power he possed. It was like the mythical Jedi who supposidly could make things happen just with their minds. But the Jedi were always said to be good.. and this man was clearly NOT good. --- Vader let her fall, but not to her death. He stopped her an inch from the ground, laughing to himself. He loved this power... he felt he could crush her just with his thoughts, but he wanted a bit more fun then that. He needed to feel her fear... or he might need to do this again. He needed to get his feelings out of his system so he could react better around Padme... could protect her... could just sit there and listen to her without trying to paw her --- Letting her drop the rest of the way.. the inch... he walked over and kicked her in the side to make her roll over. [18:47]

: Corid's heart was beating so fast she could feel it pounding through her chest. Her body shook violently from fear and she still couldn't manage to breathe properly. She flinched and gasped in pain when he kicked her. But it could have been far worse. What now? What did he want now? She couldn't see clearly, couldn't think, couldn't feel. Corid could NOT calm down and her labored breathing was becoming far more severe then him toying with her. [18:49]

: Vader kicked her in the side again, smiling to himself. "Do you hate me?" He asked in a soft tone, more like his normal voice, "Do you fear me?" He bent over her again, grabbing her throat but not squeezing tight enough to choke her really. "Tell me.. what you feel... tell me what you wish.." He brought his face close to hers again, whispering softly. It was almost intamit.. and in a strange way it was a sadistic and twisted parallel to the momment he was having with Padme not long before. But instead of kissing this woman, he wanted to rend her flesh... [18:55]

: He was twisted and insane. Such questions! If he were to kill her then so be it. She could feel herself dying. Her body burned and her head rolled back a bit. The intense panic attack she was suffering had sucked away her energy. Corid continued to gasp and struggle for air. .."I cant...I breathe...no..." She answered. She didn't hate him. Fear left no room for hate at this point. She didnt fully hear nor understand his second question. She was losing focus on her surroundings. Even his image became blurry and even her brain ached. There was an intense pain that was pushing her. A pressure through out her body. But it was caused by herself...She couldn't grasp anything or focus on calming herself. [18:58]

: He squeezed her neck tighter for an instant then let go to kick her in the side once more. "You feel nothing, worthless creature?" he mused, giving her another kick in the side. She had feared being hit after all. Still, he didn't want to get blood on his clothes, that would be too hard to hide. He had to be careful... and dispose of the body afterwards. "You have no one to miss you that you can't hate me for robbing them of you? Or do you not care about anyone but yourself?" He growled this at her... he wasn't even sure why he was saying it... perhaps simply to torment her more.. or perhaps a reflection of his past. [19:03]

: Corid squeezed her eyes shut a moment and found herself too tired to open them and keep them so. Her breathing had become shallow and she had been physically stunned. Her body wasn't really reacting the abuse that it was being subjected to. She didn't have much energy left for debate. And she loved her family, no one could take that from her. But she had to defend herself in some way, make a point before dying. Licking at her lips she struggled to swallow before speaking. "I hate you...as much...as you...hate me..." -He didnt know her. He couldn't hate her. He was taking his frustrations out on her. Her right hand dug into the soft grass that she was laying in, and her chest heaved up and down a bit. Arching her back she gasped again. [19:08]

: That was a strange answer. "I don't hate you at all..." He told her, shaking his head. What a strange girl this was... but still, a pleasure it would be to end her life. He didn't know why he felt so strongly about this. why he wanted so baddly to make her suffer and die. She was just a random person but he was siezed by the want of it. "You are weak... and your life is over." He stomped hard on her stomach, then her chest with one foot before he lifted her in the air again with his force powers. This time, he squeezed her throat shut, compressing the bones into a fine powder but avoiding the veins and artieries so death wouldn't be instant. He held her, at eyelevel, narrowing his yellow eyes into hers to watch her. [19:10]

: Her eyes locked on to his as she was lifted again. Corid's eyes seemed frozen with a final thought. A point that he had not understood. She didn't hate him. -Her body struggled to survive. But Corid was mentally gone. She had already died. Her soul was else where as her body shook and convulsed. -It was a sad death, for a girl that had hopes of finding a better life. A sad death for someone that just wanted more. [19:16]

: Vader dropped her lifeless body and stared at it for a momment. He'd taken another innocent life. It felt good... so good.. yet... there was a prick of something deap inside of him. As he nudged her body into the stream he turned and ran a hand back through his hair. Momment by momment that other feeling was beggining to override the pleasure vibe he had felt. ~You're a monster..~ Part of his mind sang to itself, and that opened the floodgates. He shivered as he began to walk, relizing what it meant. What he'd done... he was a monster. He was evil... he derived pleasure from the suffering of others. Halfway to the road, Anakin fell to his knees and began shaking harder. If his mother knew... would even she hate him? If his friend Obi-Wan knew, he would surely be killed and not simply for being a Sith. ~Monster... evil... MONSTER!~ his voice screamed at himself in his head.