: Obi-Wan groaned and fluttered his eyes a bit. Looking around he realized nothing looked very familiar. He blinked once then twice, before he was certain that he was awake. He slowly but surely sat up. "Goodness...I dont recall taking leave here." He looked about and frowned. Where was he? What had happened? The poor Jedi really couldn't remember at all... [02:37]
: He had been out by his flier on a rocky world having chased Jango Fett here from the cloner planet and had been transmitting a messege to naboo becasuse his transmitter had been knocked out. Anakin hadn't answered but Obi-Wan had managed to leave the boy a messege, asking him to re-transmit it to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. All that came flooding back as familiur looking old man in black came waltzing in. Count dooku.... Qui-Gon's old master. One of the 'lost' masters who actually resigned from the Jedi council. - "Why, Master Obi-Wan... what brings you out here?" Amung other things.. Dooku was said to be the leader of the sepertist movement. [02:40]
: Obi-Wan grimaced about when he saw the infamous Count. "Dooku..." He managed in a very polite tone. Obi-Wan was always proper, after sitting up he did his best to stand but found that his right foot was chained to the floor. "Come now Dooku...this is a bit much...even for you." He stated as he motioned to the chain. Obi-Wan scanned the room once more. He patted himself down...Where was his lightsaber? He could have smacked himself in the head. [02:44]
: Dooku shook his head. "I am sorry about this. But you were caught snooping around a secure facility." Obi-Wan had even caught Dooku talking to someone about the assassination on Padme... one of the sepertist leaders wanted her dead and wasn't going to listen to Dooku until she was. "Perhaps we can get this straightened out." Dooku sighed, moving close to the Jedi Knight. "I wish Qui-Gon was still alive... I could really use his help about now." [02:48]
: A look of confusion crossed over Obi-Wan's features. "Qui-Gon? ...What makes you think he would help you?" Obi-Wan was rather defensive of his former master. He had loved him dearly. And for the love of God he couldnt understand why Dooku would be speaking of him now. Let alone to suggest that he would need and use Qui-Gon's help. -He wasn't a dark Jedi...he was an odd fellow with his own way of teaching. But he was Jedi-full and through. Even if he hadnt been accepted on the Jedi Council. [02:50]
: "He was my Padawan you know.. just as you were his. I'm sure he'd be very interested to know that thousands of senators are now under the influence of a Sith Lord. I know because one of the seperatists told me. He was once in leage with this Darth Sidious." He smiled a bit, clearly trying to win Obi-Wan over. "The Jedi are following the senate blindly, not knowing the danger they are in. Even now more and more senators are falling under his influnce. Do you know what that would do to the republic?" [02:53]
: Obi-Wan was still confused, "I beg your pardon...thousands of senators? I hardly believe this to be true...however I'm sure there is a Sith Lord trying desperately to gain popularity...what does that have to do with anything. Why do you have me here...chained up like a criminal." He pointed out, still maintaing a calm stance. -He sat back against the wall and looked Dooku over. "I'm sure I've missed something..." [02:59]
: "You're chained here not because of me, I assure you, but because you were spying." Dooku paused before Obi-Wan, looking the younger Knight in the eyes. "I feel it, can't you? That there is a darkness clouding everything. Darth Sidious is cementing his control... it won't be long before he uses the republic against the Jedi order itself. Why don't you join me, and together, we can bring down this dark lord of the sith, and his apprentice." [03:02]
: "His apprentice? But who...?" Obi-Wan shook his head and licked his lips, trying to think. He once more rose his eyes towards the Count. "Join you...? What does that entale? I'm part of the Jedi Council...why arent you offering to band and unite with the lot of us?" He questioned in a way only he could. His eyes were soft just as his demeanor. He saw no point in blood shed. He did what he had to. But for the most part Obi-Wan was a lover and not a fighter. A unique Knight to the Council. He was very skilled and trust worthy. A talented master indeed. But at this point he was very confused... [03:05]
: "I belive his apprentice is named Darth Vader... someone who can send a chill down your spine. Supposidly is extremely powerful and rather young.. with some abilities long burried to the Sith.. such as the ability to enter a person's mind and litterly cut it appart... a mind flayer in short... and apperently has other tallents too. You remember those two Jedi found dead on Roon? [03:12]
: Obi-Wan knitted his brow together, trying to think quickly. "Yes..." He stated finally. A light sigh escaped his lips. "I had to examine the bodies actually...one of the worst things I had ever seen. They were slain...tortured almost." His eyes reflected such sadness as he recalled the two tragic deaths. He nodded sadly before looking over towards Dooku. "You say his name is Darth Vader...or rather he is NAMED...he has an alias I presume?" Obi-Wan licked at his lips a bit as he struggled to solve the puzzle put before him. [03:16]
: "Yes. His Sith name. That was said to be his handywork. A great warrior he must be. That master he cut down was good with a blade, almost as good as Master Windu. I do not even belive the Sith who murdered my Padawan was so evil as to torture like that. Darth Maul was simply a killer... Vader seems to be the epidomy of evil. I belive he is far more dangerous then his master. After all, this Darth Sidious, seems to do things behind the scenes rather then do anything himself." Dooku smiled a bit, lifting his chin to keep his eyes locked on Obi-Wan. Perhaps this would get the Knight on his side... he wasn't very fond of the Sith... not because of what they are.. but because Vader ruined his chance for a place at Sidious's side. [03:21]
: Obi-Wan nodded. "Horrible..." He sighed again. Looking around he closed his eyes. It was hard to stay focused within his prison type cell. He needed to concentrate, to meditate perhaps. He needed guidance. But there was no time, and he would more then likely be pressured. Obi-Wan looked to the Count and arched one eye brow. "And what do you require of me?" He questioned finally. What could Obi-Wan do that the entire Council couldn't? [03:24]
: Dooku smiled brightly, placing a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder. "If you decide to stand with me against the Sith and the corrupt republic I will be greatly honored. I will explain to our hosts that you were missguided when you came down here and are now ready to join our cause." He squeezed the younger man's shoulder for a momment before he let it go. "Or you can wait for them to decide what to do with you. But I warn you... spying is a horrible offense.. and they happen to love rather messy executions." [03:29]
: Obi-Wan frowned a bit. He really didn't have a chance now did he? Anakin had been useless to him. Sighing he nodded. Defeated. No choice. It echoed on through out his mind. "Alright then..." He paused one moment as he looked him over. "How can I be sure that I may trust you?" He voiced his concern as best as he could. "I really feel I have no choice. I don't wish to die here...Nor do I wish to see this Darth Vader reign havvoc among the innocent." [03:31]
: "Do you really have a choice?" Dooku shrugged a bit. "But... you must rest assured... I wish the same thing... Darth Vader is bad news... but I am not sure even you and I together are strong enough to take him. He is just too powerful." Dooku waved a hand and suddenly Obi-Wan's restraints came off. "But I know I can trust you... and your word. Perhaps with your help we can turn more Jedi to our cause and thus take down the Sith once and for all. Perhaps create a new republic, free of the old corruption." [03:42]
: Obi-Wan rubbed at his ankle before nodding. "You have my word Dooku...I pledge my loyalty...if you will pledge your own." He stood up a bit shaky at first and rubbed at his head. "Will my lightsaber be returned to me?" He paused a moment as he spoke. "Its more then a weapon for protection...it does hold sentimental value...Qui-Gon Jinn gave me that...and I've very much so like to have it back again." He finished quietly. As he walked closer to stand before the Count. [03:44]
: Dooku nodded. "What sort of loyalty do you speak of my friend? And of course, I wouldn't dream of keeping something Qui-Gon helped you with from you. He was my favorate student." Dooku reached behind his cape and brought forth the blade. "Here you are. Keep it safe." He placed the blade in Obi-Wan's hand before turning. "Come.. let us get you fed.. you must be hungry by now." [03:47]
: Obi-Wan nodded and followed him faithfully. He didn't bother looking for away out. Obi-Wan's word was sacred. So he followed Dooku. All the while he wondered if he had sold his soul. What if this had been a trick? If he had failed...He shook his head, he couldnt think of such things. Instead he held the lightsaber tightly in his hands. The idea of Qui-Gon gave him a bit of mental support and he smiled in spite of the gloomy situation. [03:50]
: Qui-gon had always told him to follow the will of the force, even if it goes against orders.. or even against the order itself. to do what FEELS right weather you know it for sure or not. - Dooku lead him into a small dinning chamber where several servents were already laying out food. Several of the sepertist leaders looked surprised to see Obi-Wan but Dooku put a hand out to calm them. "Jedi Master Obi-Wan has agreed to join our cause my friends. Do not worry about discovery.. I am quiet certian he wasn't able to contact Coruscant before he was briefed about the truth of our situation." Dooku looked back at Obi-Wan.. giving the man a chance to explain where the transmission had been sent. [04:00]
: Obi-Wan nodded. "Yes...I made no contact at all. I did send a distress call out to my friend. But he's preoccupied with a mission himself. And I fear for his own safety." He looked around the room. He was amazed that he recognized a few of the faces. But none the less he felt no alarm. Which was a good sign. Licking at his lips he looked back towards Dooku. "He never responded to my transmission...So you all have nothing to worry about." Obi-Wan stepped closer to the table. The food did look awful inviting, and he found himself to be rather hungry. Touching lightly at his stomach he turned to Dooku and flashed him curious eyes. He wouldn't be seated without granted permission. [04:05]
: Dooku sat down, putting out a hand to indicate that Obi-Wan should be seated as well. "Your friend? I see. Is there any chance he might report your whereabouts to the Jedi? Perhaps you should contact him again and say that everything is alright incase he got your first messege." The count smiled to the people at his table and began eating. Soon, he might have enough power to take care of Darth Vader and Darth Sidious.. then perhaps he could form a new order.. neither Sith or Jedi. A great order that will outlast all that came before it. [04:12]
: Obi-Wan sat down as well after helping himself to some bread, he swallowed and nodded. "I think thats a good idea...I'll have to make up a story to cover what has happened so far. However I dont feel you have much to worry about. My friend is easily distracted...Thus the reason he hasn't responded to my transmission." Obi-Wan couldn't help but smile, Anakin was probably chasing Padme' about with his mouth open and drooling. If the boy had a tail he would be constantly wagging it around the Senator. -Still it had bothered Obi-Wan that Anakin hadn't contacted him at all. They hadn't exchanged any transmissions in the last two days. He knew of course that Anakin would be leaving Coruscant with Padme'...But Obi-Wan had assumed that Anakin would fill in Obi-Wan with his where abouts. [04:14]
: He knew that Anakin was on Naboo though.. as that's where he'd picked up his signle.. having not been able to transmit as far as Coruscant.. but maybe he should try and contact him again just to make sure he didn't do anything that might comprimise what was now going on here. - "Well, still, perhaps you should contact him anyway. I can have a holocom brought to you at once." Dooku clapped his hands and a servent brought the small compact device to Obi-Wan. [04:19]
: Obi-Wan smiled graciously. However he prefered to make the transmission in private. As he attempted to contact Anakin he paused, looking towards Dooku he frowned a bit. "Count Dooku...I assure you my word is my honor. But this man is my friend. And I'd prefer to converse with him in private. I give you my word...I will not betray you and your cause." He stated honestly. -And this was true. It would be a bit intimidating to discuss such happenings infront of an audience. And on top of that...Obi-Wan hadn't yet discussed or suggested any hints that Dooku was a suspect in the attempted assassinations against The Senator of Naboo. [04:21]
: "But of course... the next room is free for you to use." Dooku waved his hand and gave Obi-Wan a soft smile. "A question though if you please. Indulge my curousity... who is this man you speak so highly of that you trust when you were trying to send a messege to the Jedi, to send a messege to him?" Dooku had no idea... not a clue. Perhaps that's why he continued to eat as he waited for the responce. [04:30]
: He gave a light sigh and a delighted smile. "Anakin Skywalker...the boy that Qui-Gon rescued on Tatooine several years back. It was his wish to see him join the council...and when the Jedi's denied him...The Chancellor...Palpatine took him in." He rose from his chair and carefully scooted it back in. Obi-Wan looked Dooku directly in the eyes. "More importantly...he's my friend." Sighing he looked away and graciously excused himself. He made his way into the private room and sighed deeply. He rubbed his hand all over his face to try and wake himself up. To make himself more cautious and alert. Licking at his lips he slid down the wall and sat on the floor. He didn't feel like standing or being just so proper. He was confused...and afraid that he had made a mistake he couldn't fix. Setting the transmitter he sent out a signal...hoping this time Anakin would respond... [04:35]
: Obi-Wan might have noticed Dooku's eyes go wide when he spoke. The very mention of the boy's name and his position seemd to make the old man go white as a sheet. There was a reason of course. Dooku knew who Darth Vader was... Of course, it was clear Obi-Wan didn't know. - The count felt sick to his stomach. If Vader found out about this deal with Obi-Wan he'd surely get suspcious and come looking.. and if he relized Dooku was trying to betray them.,.. A shiver went down the dark Jedi's spine as Obi-Wan left. He was dead meat if Vader came here --- Surprisingly, Anakin did respond. He looked a bit ragged as if he'd been woken up, and hastely dressed in a robe that was clearly not his. "Mmmf.. Obi-Wan?" He muttered. [04:39]
: Obi-Wan sighed with relief when he saw Anakin. "Anakin thank goodness. Are you alright?" He questioned with concern. -He rubbed at the back of his neck and stretched his legs out. It would be hard to lie to Anakin, so he hoped that he wasn't going to bust out a slew of questions and concerns. If so, Obi-Wan would simply dodge the questions by changing the subject. -At this point he wasnt sure who he could trust. And he didnt want to get Anakin into any trouble by bringing him in to the potential mess he had made...By agreeing to join Dooku's cause. [04:41]
: Anakin nodded his head, tucking his hands into the large robe. "I'm fine my friend. Where are you? did you find the assassin?" The boy was full of questions, but he was smiling softly at the Jedi. He hadn't seen the other messege yet, but it was logged in his holocom and would surely watch it after they spoke. He looked to have been sleeping.. and perhaps.. more so. Maybe he'd been doing more then just drooling after Padme. [04:45]
: Obi-Wan nodded, "Yes...yes I'm alright. Earlier I sent you another transmission...I'll just ask you to ignore it...dispose of it and delete it. I managed to save myself yet again." He finished with a laugh. He licked at his lips and tugged lightly at some lint that had gathered on his robe. "As for the assassin...no luck so far...but soon. I'm sure I will uncover this mystery soon." He returned his eyes towards the hologram of Anakin and he smiled. "And how is the Senator?" He questioned in a taunting tone. [04:48]
: Anakin nodded a bit. "I'll delete it as you wish. Why did you send it to me anyway?" The boy was quiet curious. But he smiled anyway, even gave him a slight chuckle when Obi-Wan mentioned he managed to save himself. But when talk returned to the assassin, the boy frowned just a bit, nodding once again but slowly. "I sure hope so. Padme belives the assassin might have come here to Naboo." Which Obi-Wan knew to be untrue.. he'd tracked the assassin to where he now was. - When asked about the senator Anakin's head turned. The holocom didn't show the room he was in but it looked as if he were looking towards someone close by. The smile returned to his face. "She's fine.. fast asleep." [04:51]
: Obi-Wan acknowledge his movements and he knew what had happened. "Anakin I hope your being careful...for her sake and your own." He pressed his lips together and he decided to ignore Anakin's first question. -Obi-Wan had been correct when he mentioned to Dooku that he was easily distracted. Of course that remark wasn't entirely true...He was just easily distracted by a certain someone...a certain head strong and pretty faced female...Padme'. The one that he was supposed to be protecting. Obi-Wan wondered how open his relationship with Dooku would be...Would the Count reveal and admit that he was out to kill The Senator? [04:55]
: Anakin looked straight onto the holocom and smiled, incling his chin. "Of course I'm being careful as I can be. It's all part of protecting her... and making sure she's kept happy." He sighed a bit, seeming to forget that Obi-Wan ignored his question. "She had a rough day... dealing with a frantic mother who's daughter was just murdered." Murdered? Such a strange thing to happen on a peaceful planet like Naboo. [04:58]
: And of course Obi-Wan had thought the same thing. "Murder on Naboo? What happened Anakin?" He questioned curiously. Murder on Naboo was nearly unheard of. Obi-Wan studied Anakin's image as best as he could. Murder was rather odd indeed. And this caused Obi-Wan to be a bit nervous. Why would a murder effect Padme'? Frantic Mother...He sighed and shook his head as he waited for Anakin to fill him in on the details. [05:00]
: Anakin shook his head. "A girl had her throat crushed and looked to have been tortured. Her mother came to see Padme about it... no guards out here in the lake country I guess." throat crushed.. that had been the signature that Obi-Wan had found on Roon... both of the Jedi had their throat's crushed... and from what Obi-Wan had learned from Dooku, it wasn't a far stretch to belive that it was Darth Vader's calling card. [05:04]
: A rather confused and distressed look appeared on Obi-Wan's face. And the name 'Darth Vader' echoed through his mind. "I see..." He stated slowly. Obi-Wan pressed his lips together. He was as of right now completely oblivious to Anakin being the guilty party. And he felt sure that Dooku had in fact been telling him the truth. Perhaps he wasnt behind the attempted assassinations of Padme' at all. [05:06]
: Perhaps this 'Darth Vader' was. After all, Darth Maul had been sent after the Queen. Sith apprentices could easily be assassins.. but then why had Jango Fett killed that assassin who had been after Padme before? Could it be he was actually hired by someone else to deal with other assassins? It was hard to think about. --- Anakin for his part was tilting his head to one side. "Obi-Wan? Is something wrong?" [05:08]
: Obi-Wan snapped from his thoughts and flashed a smile. "I'm afraid my mind has left me...I'm getting along in years my very young friend." He teased. Hoping to dismiss any concerns that Anakin may have sprouted. Obi-Wan leaned back against the wall some. "Your my very best friend Anakin." Obi-Wan stated it because he had to...He was compelled to voice his brotherly love for Anakin. [05:10]
: Anakin smiled back. "I'm not that young.. you're only sixteen years older then me." He even managed a soft laugh. Yes, Obi-Wan's humor seemed to work, Anakin no longer looked concerned. "I didn't know the Jedi allowed you to be that attached.. better watch it with that." Anakin's smile seemed to fade a little, "Obi-Wan.. you are still a Jedi right? I mean.. you are my best friend too.. I would hate to lose you." [05:18]
: The smile faded and he now frowned. "What do you mean Anakin? How could you lose me?" Those words touched his heart. It was rather confusing how The Jedi were so persistant and against attachment. Why should anyone be denied love? It made you weak...or so they claimed. When really it could make you feel good...Powerful even. He sighed softly. Confused and concerned...Why would Anakin say such a thing. How could he leave the Council? Of course he was still a Jedi...wasn't he? [05:20]
: But he had just sided with Dooku... against the council's orders. Once they found out he'd be one of the lost masters same as Dooku. The council might even send other Jedi after him... who would either have to be fought or somehow talked into joining. Yes, Obi-Wan was on dangerous ground, but how could Anakin know or suspect anything like that. --- Anakin sighed, his shoulders sagging vissibly. "Just... the way you are talking... it worries me a little. Call it a preminition. You know I get those, usally when I sleep... this one is just a feeling. I'm worried about you Obi-Wan." Then he paused, "Where are you?" [05:27]
: Obi-Wan smiled at Anakin's obvious concern. "I'm here on Genosis...I tracked a being here that I feel is in close relations to that of this assassinator...but I cant be sure. More trecking about to more, should bring forth more answers." He pressed his lips together. He had managed to stay calm and rational as always. Although his stomach twitched a bit when he didnt reveal the 'whole' truth. None the less his task would be even harder now. Was he still to remain loyal to his duties and track down the killer? Or was he to abandoned his post per say and pledge his every waking second to Dooku? [05:30]
: something vissible twitched in Anakin's eye. Had he heard the planet name before. "I see..." He said, looking like he was trying to remain calm. It seemed that Obi-Wan's responce made Anakin worse off rather then better. How strange. "I think I need to get back to sleep... I will contact you when I can old friend. Keep the holocom you're transmitting from handy..." --- Anakin's image winked out then... as Anakin was busy shaking. Dooku... Obi-Wan was with count Dooku. Was that dark Jedi up to no good? He frowned hard and looked at the sleeping Padme. Slipping from the room he made a choice.. to contact his master on Coruscant. [05:36]
: Sidious was in his private bed chambers being fitted for a new elaborate robe. He smiled broadly at the marvelous fabrics that were displayed before him. He turned his head in time to see his transmitter flash. Quickly dismissing all servants he answered it. Sitting back in a chair he waited for the image to appear. [05:38]
: Anakin appeared on the screen, his eyes flicking this way and that to see if they were alone and could talk as master and apprentice, or if Sidious had compnay, thus leaving it to the chancellor and the boydguard. "I'm sorry to wake you sir.." The boy began, "I just recived a rather.. disturbing.. messege from Master Kenobi regarding his current location." He waited for a responce... or to be told they were alone and could talk freely. [05:39]
: Sidious knitted his brows together with confusion. "Go on Vader...we are alone. I suspect you have are as well..." He motioned with his hand for his apprentice to continue with the fine details of this situation. Obi-Wan had always been an irritation to Sidious. He was too kind and nosey for his own good. He could only imagine what the bothersome Jedi had done now. [05:41]
: Vader bowed his head to his master. "He is on Genosis my master, and appears to have been taken in by our 'friend' count Dooku. This turn of events has lead me to suspect that Dooku may be plotting against us. Obi-Wan is too good of a man to simply turn his back on the Jedi Order.. only he he was lead to belive that there is something going on... us for example... might he join with the sepertists. If this is true, I belive dooku might be trying to build his own Jedi army to go against us and control the sepertists for real." [05:46]
: Sidious sighed loudly and his anger boiled over. The lights within his room flickered and a vase shattered. "Ahh that blasted Count..." He gritted his teeth. "I know Obi-Wan is your friend. So I will say this but once..." His tone was firm and completely serious. "Unless you wish to be part of Obi-Wan's demise...then I advise you to get him under your control. If you recall your lessons and earlier teachings...You should understand and be aware that everyone has a place...Obi-Wan although your friend is below you. And if he has not put into his proper place. He will be joining the force alot sooner then expected." He hissed angrily. Sidious despised Obi-Wan...he truly didnt like him. But for the favor of Vader he didnt particularly mind keeping him around. [05:50]
: "Then... I take it you wish for me to go to Genosis and deal with our friend?" Vader smiled. He would make Dooku suffer for this betrayl... and it wouldn't be a fast death either. He would take him appart peice by piece from the inside out. Then he inclined his head. If it came to that, he would kill Obi-Wan fast.. his friend deserved such mercy. "I will deal with him Master. I love him dearly... so he will either follow me or be spend on." He felt his heart sag a little, but as long as he had Padme he'd be fine.. of course, if fate decided to take her too, then many many more would suffer for it. - He knew that his master was not fond of Obi-Wan but.. as long as Sidious was willing to let Vader be happy.. the apprentice would stay loyal. [05:52]
: Sidious nodded, "Your plan is agreeable to me. Contact me once you are in Genosis...however..." He paused allowing a thick silence. "I dont want Dooku killed. No no...that wont do...too many suspicious deaths have occurred already." Another moment of silence. "No, Vader I think it would be best to simply retreive Obi-Wan...make him talk...find out what you can and then we'll continue from there." He stated with a nod to his head. [05:55]
: "As you wish." Vader bowed, slightly disapointed he wouldn't get to kill Dooku, but maybe he could scare him until Sidious decided what he wanted to do with him. "As for our timeline? The clone army is ready Master. Shall I pick them up on my way to Genosis and start this war off, or are we to wait now?" The apprentice waited. He shivered a bit under his robes in the anticipation of the war to come. After that... once the systems were controlled and Sidious named emperor, there would be no more conflict... only peace and control of the galaxy. [06:00]
: He sighed once more and chewed at his bottom lip, trying to map out mentally the best route to go. "Yes pick them up on your way. That in it's self may help you to dominate Obi-Wan's loyal personality." Sidious rose from his chair and returned to the fine fabrics that were before him. Beautiful. Everything within his chambers were lavish and extravagant. Belongings fit for royalty...such as his self appointed self. He turned back to face the image of Vader and he smiled. "Be watchful of yourself..." He added softly. [06:02]
: "I will master. Thank you." His image vanished from the display. - Vader let out a soft sigh and tilted his head back. How was he going to explain this to Padme? Well... the chancellor asked him to do something.. but to break the news to her that the military creation act went through and the chancellor had asked HIM to take charge of the army in order to go to a sepertist planet and attack them offguard... she might not be very fond of that. But, after this assult.. it would be the Jedi leading the troops. That way they can grow to trust the clones... be spread out everywhere... and die when the time was right. It would still be years.. but the Sith were patient. --- Putting his holocom away he returned to the bedroom. [06:08]
: Padme' was sitting up in bed. The blankets and covers drawn around her so that she could be warm. She cocked her head to one side when Anakin returned. "Where were you?" She questioned timidly. Padme' moved her right hand up and down over the empty spot on the bed next to her. The friction she drew heated the sheet and she smiled warmly at him. She had felt him leave her instantly. And she had been waiting patiently. He had been gone far too long to use the excuse that he was getting a drink or using the bathroom. She hoped that he would be honest with her. After everything that happened...She needed his honesty. [06:22]
: He smiled at her, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I have some great news." He reached out for her hand before letting out a sigh. Lowering his eyes he added, "And some pieces of news you'll not be fond of." He had been deciding how to break this to her. Not simply that he was going away, but all her best efforts in the senate had been dashed. - He had slipped into her robe, which was rather odd on it's own.. perhaps he had been making calls? Well, given that he had news that seemed quiet likely [06:24]
: She looked him over with confusion. But her smile remained...even if it did faulter to reveal a puzzled look. "Well then?" She questioned as she pulled on his hand. Encouraging him to join her on the bed once more. Where was he? And why was he covered in her robe? News? Well it was obvious he had to have been in contact with someone to obtain any news. But what? [06:27]
: "Well. We've discovered the location of your attempted Assassin. He's on Genosis." He curled his fingers around her hand, drawing it up to his lips to kiss softly. He was trying to put her at ease, and even managed to smile for a momment before he said, "And the bad news... the military creation act passed... and.. well.. because of new threats.. the senate voted the chancellor emergency powers." He didn't need to be told this, he had seen the look on his master's face and knew that it had come to pass, "And the other thing... the chancellor has ordered me to take command of this new army of the republic he has formed and lead them to Genosis in order to combat the sepertists." He squeezed her hand, "Don't worry.. it's only one battle.. the Jedi will be given control of the army afterwards and I'll be back at coruscant.." He paused, then added, "Hopefully with you." [06:31]
: Padme' frowned deeply. How could this come to be? ...She refused to allow this news to bring her down. She turned to him and forced a smile. "I'll worry about you..." Her voice was soft and pure. Her concern honest. She touched lightly at his face. "I'll be afraid for you." -She didnt wish to discuss all the details of the 'war' just yet. She'd break into her full Senatorial Politician mode. And she and Anakin would soon be at War amongst each other. That was something that neither of them could benefit from. So she chose simply to express her concerns. "I love you Anakin." [06:34]
: Pulling her hand to his chest and letting it rest over his heart he said, "and I love you Padme... so much." He leaned forward, capturing her lips for a momment. A smile had settled back over his features, eyes peering into hers. "I will be fine. The chancellor has made sure I could take care of myself in a fight... even in the heat of a battle. This is what I am trained to do." He brought his other hand up to carress her cheek softly. He would miss her, but he knew she would be safe here. Besides, he couldn't worry about her safety when he was busy 'extracting' Obi-Wan... or having to end his life. That would sadden him deaply, and he would need her more then ever if it came to that. [06:43]
: Obi-Wan slowly but surely returned to the small dining hall. Upon taking his seat, his eyes locked with the form that was Count Dooku. "I've just spoken with Anakin...the task was simple. He has no concerns. He's been distracted..." He finished with a smile. He looked around the table, scanning, wondering...curious. Obi-Wan took a long wlell needed drink. After swallowing he sighed and returned his gaze to Dooku. "Would you rather I question you in private? ...I am very interested in knowing why you seemed so bothered at the mention of my friend's name...Anakin Skywalker." He repeated once more for emphasis. [06:45]
: Dooku bit his lip slightly before reaching out a hand and placing it on Obi-Wan's shoulder. "Yes.. I think talking about this matter in private would be best." Dooku rose from the table. He wasn't hungry any more anyway. He headed to the chamber Obi-Wan had just left, sure the Jedi would follow him there soon enough. He had so many things to tell him... disturbing things.. and saddly.. true things. [06:46]
: Dooku bit his lip slightly before reaching out a hand and placing it on Obi-Wan's shoulder. "Yes.. I think talking about this matter in private would be best." Dooku rose from the table. He wasn't hungry any more anyway. He headed to the chamber Obi-Wan had just left, sure the Jedi would follow him there soon enough. He had so many things to tell him... disturbing things.. and saddly.. true things. [06:48]
: Obi-Wan gave a frown as he was once more left to leave his meal. Although it wasn't proper, he couldn't resist snagging one small sweet biscuit off of his plate. Placing it within an inner pocket on his robe, he followed Dooku down the hall. And into the Chamber he had left not five minutes ago. After entering the room, Obi-Wan turned and closed the door for him. The room was rather plain and a bit cold. It seemed the sort of location used to interigate people. None the less Obi-Wan shrugged off the feeling the room projected, and turned to face Dooku with questioning eyes. [06:50]
: "You say Anakin Skywalker is your friend?" Dooku asked simply, his eyes looked worried as he met with Obi-Wan's. "I find that hard to belive... that you could call such a man a close friend... that any Jedi would freely admit assocaition with him." He was keeping himself calm, not letting slip too much all at once. If Obi-Wan came to his own conclusion.. the right one.. dooku would not deny it. [06:53]
: Anger was a rare emotion or reaction found in Obi-Wan. But in defense of his best friend...probably his only friend and family when it came down to it. Then yes, Obi-Wan felt anger. He crossed his arms over his chest and took a strong stand. Gazing directly back into Dooku's eyes. "I'll ask you to explain such a foul remark." His tone was unusual for Obi-Wan, he was almost glaring. How could anyone dare to say such a thing about Anakin? Yes his relations with The Chancellor were a bit iffy. But Obi-Wan knew that the boy needed guidance, and The Chancellor saw the potential in Anakin and ran with it. [06:55]
: "Explain? Oh Obi-Wan... you must be so blind... but no matter. I have learned much about the chancellor's dealings... it is one of the reasons I chose this course of action. Havn't you noticed that sometimes political advocates AGAINST him have a habbit of either vanishing, changing their minds suddenly, or winding up dead?" Dooku shook his head. "Who do you think the Chancellor has carry out such orders? Don't you remember the assassination of senator Huul last month? His speeder was shot down.. killing him and those of his family who were with him. Do you say you do not know who pulled the trigger?" [06:58]
: He stepped back and ran a hand through his thick mane. He shook his head, refusing to believe what Dooku was suggesting. He turned back quickly. Almost too quickly. "Your wrong. Anakin couldn't...its not possible. He's far too good." He defended sadly. Almost desperately. "He's a good boy." He stated, trying so very hard to convince himself. The words that Dooku spoke had an effect on him. And it was easy to see and figure out...But Obi-Wan couldn't he refused...The truth would be far too painful. [07:00]
: Dooku sighed. "Friends have a way of blinding you don't they?" He asked softly. "I am sorry to be the one to explain it to you. The chancellor has assigned bodyguards, so what does he need a private one for? It became clear to me not that many years ago when things like that started happening in the senate. He is not a good man. If this Anakin of yours was good oncem he must have lost it working for the chancellor." [07:03]
: And suddenly he was worried. If this were true, was Padme' in danger. Anakin had mentioned a murder on Naboo. Had Obi-Wan walked into a trap and sent The Senator off with a mad man. "And what if this matter envolving The Senator of Naboo...Has Anakin been appointed to assassinate her?" He questioned with great concern. Obi-Wan began to pace, rubbing nervously at the back of his neck. Yes he was blind. Very blind. A failure and a disapointment to the many that depended on him and offered him praise. He was a stupid man. A fool...
: "Perhaps, but I do not know for sure. If she is not dead already then I would think not. She might be too popular for the chancellor to risk being taken care of.. instead the trade federation has already tried it. They were not fond of her actions when she was Queen of Naboo... but I belive they will lose interest in her." Dooku swallowed hard. Should he tell Obi-Wan everything.. that it was far worse then it seemed. --- Hadn't the body on Naboo been mentioned to have it's throat crushed? Just like the Jedi on Roon that Dooku had attributed to Darth Vader... and he'd also mentioned, that the Sith were taking control of the senate.. could the chancellor?
: Obi-Wan had begun to pace. Moving back and forth ever so slowly. One hand curled up in a fist just near his chest. The other rubbing feverishly at the mass of chills he had recieved at the back of his neck. This was very true. Anakin couldn't...no he wouldn't kill Padme'. He was too head over heels for the Senator. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes a horrible thought was nagging at him. He squeezed lightly at the bridge of his nose while he closed his eyes. He had to think...Obi-Wan could figure this out. He could ignore the clues couldnt he? It was all just circumstantial. The deaths...So many recent deaths...And Anakin was never accounted for when they occurred...The Jedi Master and his 13 year old padawan. Obi-Wan felt his heart sink. Dorme'...he had heard of The Senator's hand maiden. Her throat had been crushed...And now suddenly there was a death on Naboo? A murder? Perhaps Anakin was lost...betrayed by the Chancellor...just lost in the fast paced world of politics. Obi-Wan turned suddenly, "Anakin cant be Darth Vader..." His voice was firm, but the look in his eyes...told the truth. He was afraid that he was very wrong.
: Dooku held his gaze for a momment before letting out a sigh. "I wish I had better news for you my friend. But we must discuss something now. I am quiet certian we will have an army down our throats shortly. To try and keep myself active... I have made a false deal with the Sith. I had hoped they would't figure out the truth till I had more Jedi on my side.. and it is possible they might not still if we play our cards right." The old man squeezed the side of Obi-Wan's arm, trying to reassure him a bit, but in truth, he was scared himself. "They wish to control the republic... no... they wish to set up an empire by forcing a war with the sepertists. But, in truth, I want to keep broken out from them. Let them try and make an empire.. we will create a new republic... with the help of those Jedi who flock to our side."
: He shook his head a bit with frustration. "This plan his ludacris." Obi-Wan desperately needed guidance, and he had no where to gain any. "Why not bring forth any proof that you might have and place it before the Senate Council...Ignore the republic...bring it straight to the people...Let them decide what to do...instead of allowing them to be marched off to war without a proper voice." He sighed deeply and looked towards the Count. "How could this have happened? How have we all been so blind? The Academy is to train us to use our fullest capabilities as well as senses..." Another sigh of frustration. "Are there more Jedi that have passed through to the darkness...?"
: Dooku closed his eyes, sighing a bit. "I'm afraid the senate is so blinded by the chancellor that they have given him the power to start war at will. The senators follow him. And the Jedi have had the wool pulled over their eyes. They can't even see the Sith right before them. It is a sad truth. The force is out of balance. The Jedi's power is waining." Dooku dropped his hand from Obi-Wan's arm. "All of the Jedi are being lead into a trap, but I do not think the council will listen to us. We must get Jedi to come one by one, once this war starts there will surely be those that rethink their oath to the republic.. those who are not blinded by the truth."
: Obi-Wan nodded sadly before looking towards Dooky. "Then I will do what I must..." That's all he could say. Thats all he could manage to say at least. He was worried...concerned. Afraid. And fear was not a respectable emotion or reaction for any fully trained Jedi to feel or suffer with. But he was. Obi-Wan was very much afraid for all the innocent lives that were dangling on the ledge of darkness. All the people that could easily be killed because of them being blind. And then Anakin...His bestfriend...only trusted friend...his at times younger baby brother...and at other times, when the youth was being more rambunctious...the son he never had. How frustrating and disapointing! Obi-Wan couldnt dwell on these thoughts any longer.
: "Thank you." Dooku said, sighing hard. "Then we must plan... for when they get there... if Vader comes himself.. we might have a problem... unless we can try and convince him that you have decided on this plan for their.. stronger empire.. and have renounced the Jedi. I do love the Jedi... but the order is weak and needs to be reformed. You are the best of the light. I would never ask you to give into the dark side." The old man turned and moved through the corridors. "Do you have any thoughts? Any plans? Any ideas of your own?" He knew if he didn't get things straightened out, he would probably be killed and replaced. Vader wasn't any more fond of him then he was of the boy. Any excuse to kill him the Sith was sure to use.
: Obi-Wan followed slowly behind The Count. "You mean...I would have to lie?" Obi-Wan stopped in his tracks and remained standing there. "Anakin would say right through me if I were to lie. I can not betray him...There must be some other way." He turned his back to Dooku and looked down the hallway they had just come from. "There must be something I can do...anything..." He paused and sighed deeply. Lying to Anakin would be horrible. Obi-Wan had found it hard enough to dodge the questions that Anakin had asked. -This was a dangerously fine line that Obi-Wan was walking. And although Dooku's words made sense...he still wasnt sure that he could trust the dark Jedi.
: Dooku looked at Obi-Wan, shaking his head a bit. "Do you think he will let you live if he does not belive you? Or if you tell the truth? I think it might be best if you do not see him. Perhaps go somewhere till it is safe." He continued to walk, closing his eyes in thought. Yes, this would be hard. Obi-Wan had feelings for Anakin Skywalker. This was a problem in of itself... but then, he began to wonder. Was it possible Anakin had fellings? Stopping, he turned back to Obi-Wan. "What if we made it look as if you were a prisoner... and that the call you made was coherced?"
: He bit at his bottom lip and nodded. "I think that would be best." And in all truth it was. That would be the best path to follow. "He will coming looking for me I'm afraid." Obi-Wan sighed once more. "I'm sorry...I feel I'm complicating this situation even more...I dont mean to be so difficult. But we must take small steps to ensure everyone's safety." Just like Obi-Wan to always be concerned about everyone else but himself. Obi-Wan didnt think that Anakin would kill him. It was impossible.
: "They were coming anyway my friend. Just now perhaps sooner. But, at least you will no longer be blind to the truth around you. Perhaps, this will work more to our advantage. You might go back to the Jedi council and help convince some of the masters and padawans not on the council to leave in secret." Dooku smiled, walking into another chamber where other sepertists waited. "This will not be pleasent.. you will be taken to the Arena... where your life will be threatened. I am sure you can save yourself... and perhaps, if he really is your friend, he will be able to 'save' you without thinking why you might be there. are you prepared for this?"
: Obi-Wan nodded and placed his hands on his hips. "Yes. I will do what is necessary." He looked around the room, into the faces and eyes of the many seperatist leaders. He would do what ever he had to. Perhaps he could win Anakin back. Help him to see that The Chancellor was evil...He would have to try. He couldnt just stand by and allow the Dark Side to steal his only friend from him. Just as the dark side had taken Qui-Gon...He refused to allow the same fate for Anakin.
: Thinking about Anakin brought back the memories of just after they first met. Though Obi-Wan had called him dangerous because of the council and what they said, the boy did not look dangerous. --- Anakin was sad. He had just helped win the battle, but he couldn't be happy. Qui-Gon, who had promised to teach him, was dead. He saw the older man who was his Padawan... Obi-Wan wasn't it? The man was over Qui-Gon's body where he'd placed it... and Anakin moved to his side, tears brimming at his eyes. "wa.. what happend?" he wimpered softly, seeing the wound to the old man's chest.
: Obi-Wan stared on overwhelmed with sadness. And then he heard a soft voice. An innocent voice. He turned slowly and looked down at the small boy. The child of Prophecy that Qui-Gon had spoke of. Obi-Wan frowned a bit, but spoke in a matter of fact tone. "A Sith apprentice killed him...The dark side...evil. He's left us and gone..." Obi-Wan looked down at his hands and swallowed. It was hard to believe and accept that his beloved Master had so easily been taken from him. Yes Obi-Wan had managed to kill Darth Maul, but his death didn't bring forth any justification or peace. His friend was dead...
: His beloved master was dead. He'd died before he could reach him... before Qui-Gon could say anything. Surely he had wanted Obi-Wan to watch the boy... the chosen one. - Anakin moved to Obi-Wan's side, falling to his knees before the dead Jedi. Tears streamed down his cheek. "He... What am I going to do now?" His voice was quavering even as he listened to Obi-Wan's words. He didn't know anything about the Sith or the dark side, in truth, he barely understood the force. All he knew was the man who helped him.. who wanted to train him as a Jedi.. was dead.
: Looking down at the distraught child he sighed. Obi-Wan had never really been subjected to children. He was a loner and a rouge by nature. Not simply because he was a Jedi in training. Reaching forward he hesitantly placed a strong hand on the boy's shoulder. He squeezed a bit before moving to stand directly behind him. With his free hand he patted Anakin's head before squeezing his other shoulder. "...You'll live. That's what you'll do Anakin...you've helped so many people today...He would want you to smile and to celebrate the freedom that he wanted so badly for you." Obi-Wan sighed a bit. Yes, he knew that Qui-Gon had wanted him to teach and accept Anakin Skywalker...And Obi-Wan would try...but...he just couldnt go against the Council.
: Anakin whiped at his tears, snifling a bit still. "Obi-Wan, sir, I just... don't know what I will be doing now. I have freedom but to do what? I... I have nothing now." He whimpered but didn't start crying again. Instead he kept whiping at his eyes. "Please.. waht am I going to do?" It was different for him to know what the next day would bring. At least on Tatooine he knew he'd wake up to his mother, have breakfast, then be ordered about by Watto till he could go home and work on Threepio or his pod racer. He had none of that now. Would he wake up in the company of this man... or perhaps with the queen of Naboo. He was still surprised that Padme was infact the real queen and not just a handmaiden.
: Obi-Wan felt a tug at his heart. And he lowered himself to kneel down before Anakin. He forced a comforting smile and touched lightly at the boy's nose. "Your going to be alright Anakin. I promise..." Obi-Wan looked him up and down. "I'll help you as best as I can...I promise you this." His voice was soft and his tone genuine. Obi-Wan felt horrible that the boy was so distraught. For a split second Obi-Wan considered returning him to his Mother on Tatooine...But that would never do. The boy had a feature now that he was free...Although it was an unsure future, there was still hope for him yet.
: Anakin suddeny threw his arms around the Jedi's neck, sniffling and kissing his cheek. "Thank you." He whispered softly. That was all he'd needed to hear. That someone was willing to help him out. That someone cared. Qui-Gon's student was willing to help him, even if he couldn't teach him. That was better then nothing. Though he wished that it wasn't so. He wished that whatever silly reason the Jedi had for him not to be trained would have been tossed out to give him a future he wanted. - Standing up from his knees, Anakin turned to look down at the body again. "What was it that killed him sir?"
: Obi-Wan's eyes widened in surprise to the sudden physical affection bestowed upon him. He smiled lightly and embraced the child, rubbing his back in a comforting manner. He whispered softly. "There there Anakin, you'll see it will be alright." It felt good to comfort someone who so desperately needed it. Obi-Wan watched the small child turn and examine the body that was once his Master. He frowned a bit at the question and sighed. "The Dark Side is what killed him Anakin...an evil man consumed by darkness and hate destroyed our good friend...this darkside is also known as a Sith..."
: "What's the Darkside?" The little boy was full of questions now, determined to know the enemy that killed the man who cared for him. He sighed deaply, running his hands together. "And what are the Sith? Are they like the Jedi only... evil?" He was perceptive, the boy was. He happend to be a genius, though mostly when dealing with mechanics. And he had a good heart. He looked up at Obi-Wan, waiting for his questions to be answered, eyes dark from tears but no longer filled with them.
: Obi-Wan nodded, "Yes...they are a group of people much like the Jedi...only they bring misery where ever they go. They don't help people...and there very limited Siths. Only two...a Master and an apprentice." He sighed and stood up fully. "You'd be wise to stay away from any people that harbor dark feelings and thoughts." Obi-Wan crossed his arms over his chest and looked Anakin up and down. "How old are you boy?" He didnt look very old, and he was rather thin. But none the less Obi-Wan would try and do what he could.
: Anakin took all this in, nodding his head. "What do they do if they don't help people?" He asked, taking it all in. He was used to people with bad thoughts. They had threatened him before but because he'd been a slave they didn't squash him for it. He had been worth too much. Now that he was free he was aware he was in danger. This made him frown as he thought of it. - "I'm nine sir. Almost ten." He said at last, blinking a bit. "How old are you?"
: Obi-Wan sighed, "Twenty five..." He answered slowly. He was still young but here and now he felt rather old. He looked around a moment before returning his gaze back to Anakin. "They cause trouble. They kill innocent people Anakin. They are the opposite of everything good..." He finished firmly. Finishing with a nod he held a small blanket out to the boy. "I heard before that this place is rather cold compared to Tatooine...this will help you to warm up a bit." He finished politely as he draped the blanket over Anakin's shoulders.
: Anakin nodded a bit, accepting the blanket and pulling it around his body. "Thank you sir." He had been cold but he'd ignored it over his sorrow for Qui-Gon. He shook his head slowly, leaning against Obi-Wan's side out of the comfort the older man provided. For several minutes, the boy was quiet... observing the Jedi Master's body and thinking about what he'd been told. "Why would anyone.." He began, "Want to kill innocent people?" Turning his face and innocent eyes up towards Obi-Wan he frowned a bit. "I just.. don't understand."
: Obi-Wan placed his hand once more on one of Anakin's shoulder he squeezed it lightly. As he felt very compelled to soothe and comfort the boy. "Neither do I Anakin..." He sighed a bit. "Neither do I..." And in all truth Obi-Wan Kenobi had no idea nor slight understanding as to why ANYONE would wish to harm innocent people. It didn't make sense. It was just wrong. All beings were raised with the knowledge of right from wrong, so how could anyone grow up and live to kill...It was sickening and rather sad.
: "I don't understnad why people kill at all. I mean... I've seen bad people killed but... I can't hurt anything... just makes me sad." He sighed softly, beginning to feel warm again. The older man just made him feel secure. After another momment of silence he looked up at the Jedi and said, "Sir, I... will... will you be my friend? I... don't really have any. Just used to hang out some times with other kids but they've never really been my friends." He frowned. "Threepio was my friend but I made him.. not sure if he counts."
: He smiled brightly and a light laughed flowed freely. "Anakin I'm already your friend." He finished with a wink. He squeezed his shoulder and lifted the boy up into his arms. Holding him he continued to smile. "And I'll always be your friend...If you'll be mine." He knitted his brows together and gave a pleading expression. Hopeful. His smile faultered a bit and Obi-Wan waited for the child to respond to his offer. Would Anakin be his friend as well?
: Anakin smiled wide. "I am? You are?" He seemed too happy for words but then he spok anyway, hugging Obi-Wan around the neck. "Of course I'll be your friend! Forever and ever! I've always wanted a friend.. a true friend... first Padme.. now you!" He smiled so wide the Jedi could almost see all of the boy's teeth. Then the child kissed his cheek. "Thank you thank you!"
: Obi-Wan smiled again and nearly doubled over with laughter. "Yes of course I'll be your friend." He patted his bottom a moment before placing him back down on the ground. "There you are. And how lucky you are Anakin...to have a Jedi for a friend as well as a Queen!" His smile continued and his eyes twinkled. What a delightful child. How could the Jedi Council be concerned with this boy? He was smart...in fact extremely intelligent with such a good nature. He was kind hearted and helpful. It really was a shame that he was so gifted and yet he had been turned down. Obi-Wan was certain they would change there minds. TinkerBelle005xx signed on at 12:45:06 AM.
: But the council had called him dangerous... Obi-Wan had said so to Qui-Gon not the other day. Because his future was clouded. But how could that be? The council had to be wrong.. somehow. This boy was far too good to ever be a danger. He was honest, upbeat, smiling, and selfless! But he also had power. Perhaps that was the danger. That he would lose control of his gifts and accidently hurt someone with them. But didn't that argue for more training of him not less? Obi-Wan would have to do something. --- Anakin finnaly let go of the Jedi, sighing softly. "Thank you. Now I won't worry about what happens next."
: Obi-Wan nodded. "Good that makes me feel much better. Knowing that you wont have to worry." He smiled and continued to rub and pat at the boys shoulder. Obi-Wan stared on at the body of his fallen Master. He wished that he could do more. That he would be able to train him and fulfill his Master's wishes. But that was impossible...Although Obi-Wan had been trained by Qui-Gon he didnt follow his teachings exactly. He usually played it safe and followed the rules. Only time could tell where and what Anakin Skywalker would grow to be...
: And time showed it was far away from where Obi-Wan could have imagined. The council was right, Anakin was dangerous... very dangerous. But, he was still Obi-Wan's friend. How had he gone bad though? That was something the Jedi didn't know... and didn't know Anakin was thinking about as he flew off towards Kamino on a borrowed Naboo cruiser. --- It wasn't long after the Jedi council had set about having a funeral for Qui-Gon and making Obi-Wan a Knight that Anakin found himself wandering alone outside the palace. Padme was busy.. accepting the new chancellor. And he was alone.
: The Chancellor moved slowly with his team of advisors and security. He paused breifly when he saw a small boy. "You there...come here please." Palpatine beckoned as he motioned for Anakin to move closer. -Palpatine looked around and he could sense that he was safe. "Umm just a moment please...leave us." He instructed politely to his entourage. The men and women nodded obediently and slowly departed. -He moved swiftly to meet Anakin half way, kneeling down he lifted his robe up a bit so that the ends wouldn't get dirty. "Your Anakin Skywalker...are you not?" He questioned curiously. -Of course Palpatine KNEW this was Anakin. And from the moment he had stepped outside he had been over whelmed by the power he had felt. The child was gifted with the ways of the Force...and it was incredibly strong...
: The boy gazed at him " Me sir?" Anakin moved over to him quickly, feeling his heart pound suddenly. This man seemed important and yet he was dismissing people to talk to him ALONE? He felt a bit shakey but gazed directly at him anyway. "Yes sir, I'm Anakin." He was amazed that his name was known already. Was it because of what he did? It was an accident really.... he hadn't meant to join the battle or crash into the landing bay of the ship.. or even to hit the wrong thing and blow it up. It was all luck. Or really, what Qui-Gon would have said, the will of the force.
: Palpatine nodded. "Yes you...Anakin Skywalker." He looked him over, and narrowed his eyes a bit. Yes this was the one...Palpatine forced a kind smile. One that he rarely granted anyone. He touched Anakin's face and examined him. "Nine years old...and so strong looking...you could pass for fifteen." He lied in the hopes of impressing the child and building him up a bit. Palpatine stepped back and stood. "You did a very courageous thing you know...You may have even saved the galaxy." His smile continued and he smiled. "Do you have a family? A home? A place to stay?" He questioned curiously.
: Anakin blushed a bit, looking down. "People say I'm small for my age." He said, "But I like that.. it lets me race pods! No other human can do that!" He rambled, showing off how nervous he was. Wringing his hands a bit he suddenly frowned as Palpatine mentioned a famly. Looking up he confessed, "My mom's on Tatooine sir. She.. she's still a slave. Qui-Gon couldn't bring her with us when he freed me." He didn't even relize that this man might not understand slavery... it never crossed his mind that it also might not be a good thing to mention slavery at all.
: Palpatine, "Your Mother is a slave? How awful..." He shook his head sadly and frowned. "You poor boy...You simply must stay with me. I wont take no for an answer." He smiled and let his hands hang freely at his sides. "I heard the Jedi Council refused to accept you into training...Thats terrible. After all that you have done to help there cause." He shook his head once more and sighed. "They are truly blind to a gift such as you...The force is strong with you young Skywalker..." Palpatine grinned and cocked his head to one side. "Would you like to come home with me? I can take care of you...love and care for you..." He added softly. Not meaning it really...but words to a child were as good as candy.
: Anakin's eyes went wide at all the offers. He wasn't sure where he would be going. Perhaps staying here on Naboo. He just didn't know. "You are most kind sir, but.. I don't even know who you are or... what I would be doing if I went home with you." He was young, trusting, and quiet nieve. He thought only of good things in the galaxy. He had no way to know, that the man he was speaking to was the evil that Obi-Wan was warning him about before. Not that Obi-Wan would know either.
: Palpatine laughed a bit, "I'm The Chancellor...a good friend of The Queen's...I live on Coruscant most of the time...just near The Jedi Academy." He paused and licked at his lips. "If you come with me. You'll have food in your tummy and plenty of clean clothes. A room of your own...and the oppertunity to learn how to master your gift." -He turned and walked away a few feet. "Its truly up to you Anakin...but if you remain here on the streets you'll never be able to free your Mother..."
: Anakin nodded all too quickly. "You are most kind sir, but what would you want with me? I mean... it's just, I've never really known too many people to be so nice. Now I've met a bunch in less then a week!" He was quiet enthusastic, happyness just raidating from him. Little did he know, that this was hardly a good selflss act. The chancellor wanted his power. Wanted to bend and twist him until there was only an apprentice who did what he was told. Anakin knew none of this.. just th chance to use his gifts, save his mother, and have a new life were brought to his mind.
: The Chancellor turned to face him and he held out his hand for the boy to take. "Anakin I only want you to have a good life. You deserve that." He smiled cordially. The man was evil. Full of lies and empty promises as well as fake concern. It was a shame. The boy needed someone that truly did care for his best interest. He was a child, one filled with power...But a child...a baby none the less. One that deserved to be loved and cared for. And The Chancellor had no mind to offer such things. Only actions would prove that he had any interest in the boy. Soon enough the child wouldn't question. But for now Palpatine could continue the game of pretend caring...
: It wasn't until later... later that Palpatine didn't need to do anything of the sort. He could give the boy an order and he'd carry it out. He was quiet a useful tool.. especially in politics where corruption was always running rampent. Palpatine rigged the game worst of all and knew how to use Anakin to get his way. The boy was efficnt and ruthless, and could be quiet cruel when Sidious wanted it. Funny how he'd gone from that kind little boy to what he was now. The boy wasn't gone though... the boy existed around Padme.. and Obi-Wan...
: It wasn't until later... later that Palpatine didn't need to do anything of the sort. He could give the boy an order and he'd carry it out. He was quiet a useful tool.. especially in politics where corruption was always running rampent. Palpatine rigged the game worst of all and knew how to use Anakin to get his way. The boy was efficnt and ruthless, and could be quiet cruel when Sidious wanted it. Funny how he'd gone from that kind little boy to what he was now. The boy wasn't gone though... the boy existed around Padme.. and Obi-Wan...
: When Anakin was seventeen and already the chancellor's right hand... both his body guard and trained assassin amung other things, he'd devoloped a new gift. It was better then simple mind reading... he could litterly go into a person's mind and do what he wanted in there depending on how weak or strong they were. It was something purely dark side, and long lost. Something that he'd taught himself. And he was quiet eager to put it to the test.. to show Sidious what he could do with it.
: Sidious entered Anakin's private chambers. "Hello..." He greeted politely as he walked inside. Of course he had knocked first, but he didnt need permission to enter any room. He was Sidious. He did as he pleased. Looking around Anakin's room he smiled. "How are you today?" He questioned in a curious tone. He placed his hands behind his back and allowed his eyes to roam over some of Anakin's belongings.
: Anakin was sitting with his legs folded on his bed, having been meditating. He opened his eyes, letting a smirk form across his lips. "Good day Master." He bowed his head slightly. "I am well... meditating... studying... focusing on the force." He unfolded his legs, letting them drop over the side of his bed. He was dressed in black without boots on, just bare feet. "What brings you in here?" He asked, settling his arms on either side of himself. His blue-green eyes watched his master carefully, pondering what the old man might be up to.
: Sidious smiled at the site of Anakin. He was always asserting himself. He shrugged his shoulders a bit. "I went into the city today...made a public appearance...rather boring..as usual." He continued to smile. And using his force powers, Sidious lifted a small trinket of the planet Naboo. Watching it circle around he carefully put it back in its proper place. "While there I had an encounter with a pick pocket..." Sidious turned sharply to face him. "As you know...thats wrong." -The door opened and a young boy around the age of Anakin was shoved inside. His eyes were a cool blue and his hair was golden. "This is the boy that dared to try and theive me." Sidious shook his head as he looked the boy up and down. He walked closer to him and smiled. He touched the boy's jaw in an intimate way. "Such a waist...but not completely...he's rather pretty to look at." Sidious flashed his eyes back to Anakin. "I thought you might break him in...to our will..." His tone was trouble some and thick with an inuendo that Anakin may not have caught on to. But Sidious knew that Anakin was of proper age to experiment and to lust. Lust was power in it's self. It was an amazing feeling to dominate a person. And Sidious felt this boy would be a perfect exercise for Anakin.
: Anakin chuckled softly. "I'm surprised you went out there without me... unless the purpose was to bring back a 'friend'." He smiled, but there was nothing pleasent about it to anyone but perhaps Sidious himself. Sliding off his bed, bare feet touching the nicely carpeted floor, he strolled over to his master. Incling his head he couldn't stop the look on his face. "Some fun I take it?" He turned to look at the boy. He wasn't wearing his gloves so he allowed his bare fingers to touch the trembling youth's cheek. "Yes he is pretty." - If it wasn't for his pure love... the goodness that was still in him... his want to stay pure for Padme and only for Padme... he might have had some other fun with this youth. But Anakin, he was not so far gone that he only wanted meaningless lust. He wanted love. "I take it you want me to try out my new gifts on him then?"
: The boy glared at Anakin and The Chancellor. He didn't like being touched, and he felt uncomfortable. But he wasn't afraid not yet anyway. -Sidious nodded and placed his hands on both of Anakin's shoulders. "I want YOU to enjoy yourself...make no never mind about what he says or does...just enjoy yourself..." His eyes sparkled with something that most wouldn't understand. With that Sidious stepped back. "I'll leave you alone then...?" He began as he headed back to the door. -He paused a moment. "I'm sure you can handle yourself Anakin...but to be sure...I'll have a gaurd stationed out side of your room." He offered with a slight nod. Looking towards the boy Sidious smiled as he caught a glimpse of his glare. He would be amusing to break in...
: Anakin felt he knew what Sidious was implying and smirked slightly. No, he wasn't interested in that sort of fun... he had other things in mind. Looking down at the youth he folded his arms. "Do you know who you were stealing from?" He asked sharply... his voice demanding respect and commanding others. It was something he'd learned from the time he'd spent with the chancellor. How to assert himself.. his will.. just throuh his voice even without mind tricks. Those were useful too but it was fun to not have to use them. "What is your name?"
: The boy had a strong glare ectched on to his rather handsome features and he gave an annoyed sigh. "I steal all the time...It doesnt matter who they are...all that matters is that I got caught." His voice was light, still in the process of changing. His lips were pouty and he stared at Anakin, returning the questioning gaze. "I'm not gonna do anything with you." He added quickly. "And don't touch me again. I don't like that." He had attitude, and he didn't show fear. But perhaps he felt it? Perhaps his quick tongue was a cover up for the worries and concerns he had within. He sighed when he was asked his name. He'd lie...Why give his real name. "Kyler." He stated simply.
: Anakin chuckled softly, roughly grabbing the boy's cheek and pulling him close to gaze into his eyes from meer inches away. "You tried to steal from the supreme chancellor of the republic himself... that makes you in SERIOUS trouble." His grip was quiet painful, the eyes darkening with something... nasty... behind them. "And I... I am Anakin Skywalker... the Chancellor's personal bodyguard. I also clean up messes and people who he doesn't like." With suddenness that probably wasn't expected, Anakin let him go, pressing his other hand to the top of Kyler's had. "Doesn't matter what your name is... I just want something to refer to you by... incase I feel like it."
: Shocked Kyler pulled back and gave a bit of a gasp. He pushed free of Anakin's touch and backed up. His eyes resumed there steady glare. "So what do you want?" He was sure to keep a distance between him and Anakin. -Kyler didn't like him in the least. He was a young adolescent...a troubled youth with a shady past. He toughened up to deal with what life threw at him. And no amount of warning tones or frightening glares would make him break of his stance. He had stamina and courage. Kyler was lacking in common sense, but why should he bow down and beg mercy for a life he already hated living?
: Anakin chuckled softly, running a few fingers across his chin as he studied Kyler from his spot. "I want to get into your mind and take it appart piece by piece." He purred before approuching the boy. Sticking his right hand out he suddenly wrapped his fingers around the tough's throat. "Why? What did you THINK I wanted from you? If I was interested in something pretty for the reason of lust I could have anything I wanted. I don't care about that though. What I like... is to see if my new powers work how I think they will... and you will be my first subject." His eyes turned color in an instant.. from blue-brown but cold.. to a yellow that seemed filled with evil power.
: The boy breathed deeply and swallowed a bit. Although he could speak he resisted. His own eyes had darkened with anger. He really didn't like this Anakin Skywalker. In fact he already hated him. He hated the world! There was no reason for him to have been drug back to him. He hadn't stolen...He had failed miserably at his own game. It was the only way he could survive was to pick pockets and to eat what he could find. He had no family, no friends. He just existed. No one would ever hire him, because he looked so untrusting. -Deep down he was a good boy, one that had been dealt a hard card of life. -He had been touched before...many times. And the scars that adorned his body were proof enough, that he had often been beat.
: And looking into the eyes, it was like looking into a predator. It seemed his life would be over soon. But not before more horrors befell him. - Vader licked his lips, but not in the interest of physical lust. He was enjoying the feelings of what he was about to do. Tossing the boy roughly down he knelt down before him and grabbed his head with the same hand he'd used on his throat. "Your mind is now mine.." The bodyguard mused, grinning sadisticly. In a lot of ways, this was far worse then the physical side. It was the worst kind of rape... of violation.. to steal into the mind itself. Especially this way.. but Vader force himself in.
: Kyler flinched when he was thrown down, out of reflex. And he cursed himself for it. He could handle it. He would. He licked his own lips and breathed through his nose. He didn't say anything nor groan in pain. Kyler had been taught not to make any sounds when being beat...or worse. To make a sound would only bring more pain, more discomfort. -He was strong and determined. Let him play mind games with me...He thought to himself. He didnt understand the powers that Anakin had. So how could he fear them. If he wanted to peek into his mind, then good luck! Nothing of interest...just pain...sadness...and hate...
: And more pain as something lanced through Kyler's head... not physically... just inside his brain... picking out the events of the day. ~Your mind is so weak... so filled with lovely emotions... hate.... sadness... pain... do you feel fear as well or is that dead in you?~ It was Anakin's voice, but inside his head. - Vader's eyes were closed, but Kyler woudn't be able to move easily... not with the Sith lord inside his head. And he was taking delight in this. It had worked.... he wasn't just reading the boy's mind... he was inside of it. He smiled to himself, toyin with recent memories first.
: The boy flinched completely, nearly jumped when he heard Anakin's voice inside his head. A panic began to rise in him, but he fought it off. He swallowed hard and blinked several times. He was trying to maintain control of the situation. The recent memories that Vader was finding, was the heart ache and embarrassment Kyler had experienced when he had been caught eating garbage out of a bin behind a diner. A group of young girls, pretty girls had seen him. And they had paused from there shopping to torment him. One imparticular wouldn't stop laughing and pointing. And it hurt him...But he needed to eat. Why couldn't anyone just give him a chance?
: ~So hungry are you? Nearly starving to death?~ Vader's voice purred in his mind, digging deaper now.. and at each dig the boy would feel it as if it was happening right then and there. It was so real... causin much of the real world to drop away. --- Vader oddly felt no pity for the boy. Perhaps because he had imersed himself greatly into his Sith training that he hadn't stopped to focus on the good in him. He felt instead the want to hurt him for upsetting his master in any way. To strip through his mind and see just what damage he could do. What he could learn.
: Kyler grimaced and turned his head away. Even though Vader's eyes were closed the boy needed to look away. He was ashamed that this man could get into his mind and know his secrets and read his memories. The experiences that he had lived were coming back to slap him in the face. One horrible moment after the other. A man coming inside and taking off his boots...then his belt. -Kyler laying on a small mat on the floor staring at the blazing fire...pretending to be asleep...the man kicking him and forcing him to stand...dragging him into a corner of the homestead....touching him...violating him...beating him with his belt for struggling...this happened many times...Then an odd memory...a memory of guilt...Kyler was laying on his side shaking...waiting for the man to make his move....he was grabbed as usual...dragged to that certain corner in the homestead....and when the man climbed ontop of him...Kyler had stabbed him...with a knife...he had killed the man...his Step Father...then he had fled..../Kyler's eyes had teared up and he was visibly struggling to not cry. But the pain in his eyes...mind and heart was very strong...
: And Vader was forcing him to relive it... the relive the physical rapes through this horrifying mental rape. Vader was stealing into his mind... toying with him... learning things... but more to the point, causing him to suffer. For what? all he did was try and steal from a well-off old man so he coud eat. Now he was being tortured. --- Eventualy, the sith apprentice opened his eyes and grinned at Kyler. "What an interestin life you have lead." He purred. He felt drained, sure he could do more in the future, but for now he was spent.
: Kyler's body was shaking, but he had yet to shed a tear. Instead he was glaring still. And hating. He hated Anakin...For touching him...even if it was slight. He didnt like to be touched or thrown around. He didnt like to be over powered. But he especially hated that he knew his secrets and that he was amused by them. He remained quiet as the sadness and pain within him was building him. More hate was flowing through him. All he wanted to do was hurt something or someone...But instead he was going to be a toy for Anakin. A little doll that he could tease and taunt...and Kyler could bare that...he'd have no choice...as long as he wasn't touched.
: Anakin got up, stretching. "A good trial." He smiled. "Reading your mind... just the first step. Later, I will be destroying it. If you survive, I'll turn you back over to my master." His eyes were still wicked and yellow as he peered coldly down at Kyler. "To see what I can do with this new tallent, that is my goal." Such wonderful power. He hoped Sidious would be pleased. He could use it in so many ways, not simply information gathering. He could use it to hurt those his master wanted tortured... and perhaps learn to control them.
: Kyler sat up more and roughly wiped at his own cheek with the back of his hand. "So I take it...it was good for you?" He mused, being the smart ass that he was. He wasn't worried. The torture was over for now. He shook his head a bit still feeling a lingering sensation. His own dark eyes glared up at Anakin, he regarded him a moment before looking around the room. It was pretty nice. It was roomy but not too large. It was neat and clean and warm. -A luxury room if Kyler ever saw one.
: "Quiet." Anakin chuckled, sitting on his bed again and regarding the youth from a distance. The sensation of ripping into aother's mind... though draining... was filled with pleasure. Though he knew he wouldn't be able to do it often, it was something he would enjoy every time. Yes, his master would be quiet pleased, and that was what he lived for, pleasing his master. - "Lay on the floor." He commanded waving a hand to apply force pressure on Kyler.
: Kyler felt an invisible force push him down and he laid back. He didn't like being on the floor...He didn't like a lot of things. He stared up at the ceiling and glared until his expression faded into a frown and a pout. What had he gotten himself in to? -He had fallen victim to the kinkiest abuse he had ever been subjected to. Kyler sighed lightly and wished that he hadn't ever bothered The Chancellor...He had targeted him simply because he was out buying lavish things and he seemed to be able to afford it. All he wanted was to eat some meat or fruit that hadn't been soured or ruined by insects...Laying on the floor he found it hard not to relive all of his horrible memories...all of those bad moments had happened when he laid down to rest...when he let his gaurd down...
: All the monsters.... but this one seemed worst of all. Though clearly not interested physically with him, the mental intrusion had been far worse. It made him relive the past afterall. Of all those others. He'd even implied he was going to deprive Kyler of life. --- Anakin continued to watch the youth, quiet amused by him now. Weak mind but strong will. The thief hadnt curled up crying after what Anakin had done to him. Perhaps he simply cried it out long ago. In any case, he doubted others would take this abuse this well.
: The boy remained quiet for sometime. He could feel Anakin's eyes on him. Watching him. He was proud of what he had done. And who was Kyler to trample such a joyeous moment? That was a pretty nifty trick. Anakin was a bastard none the less for doing what he did. But Kyler was rarely shown kindness. "You don't remember me do you?" He stated finally. He had been hesitant to talk. But once he was certain he could with out suffering he dared it.
: Aanakin peered over at him, tilting his chin slightly. "I've met too many to remember right off." He had seen some interesting things in the boy's mind though. Slavery on Tatooine before bein bought in a family and shipped there to Coruscant. He had process what he could, and was now trying to relax from it.
: Kyler rolled his eyes at that statement. Meaning the people he encountered rarely mattered. -Kyler had almost felt disapointment when Anakin hadn't recognized him or remembered him. -They had talked breifly, just once. Right after he had one the Pod Racer, and won his own freedom. He had given Kyler and his family hope. Now Anakin claimed as well as seemed to be all powerful, so how could he have not seen through his lie. His birth name was Trayton Oluf...But after killing his father he had assumed many fake identities. His most current was Kyler... So Tatooine's hero had become a monster? Trayton's hero was a monster... He turned finally on his side, allowing his back to face Anakin.
: Anakin had met so many that day... but he only thought about Padme and Qui-gon from the race.. and someimes Jar-Jar and Artoo.... the people he'd just met who had helped him become free. "I know you and I share the same homeworld... I saw it in your mind." Anakin's eyes were closed. "A horrible ball of sand. How I hated that place. How happy I was to leave." He cracked his knuckles before settling both hands on his stomach as he lay there. [22:51]
: He sat there a moment longer allowing the silence to linger and the pain and disapointment to swell. Within an instant he was on his feet and yelling. "Yes leave everything behind! Give the rest of us stupid naive slaves hope! Make us think we have a chance for a better life! You the boy leaving with the Jedi! ...You always claimed you wanted to help people even after you left... Your Mother SHE told others that you'd return for her...for ALL of US... But you didn't! You never cared about the other slaves!" -He threw himself onto Anakin straddling his waist. "You think you know everything...You're Master gave me strict instructions...I'm to seduce you...Did you read that in my mind? ...Or did you ignore that?!" Kyler placed his hands on Anakin's stomach and he moved against him. "Do you not want to be touched? Do you want something as pure as love?" The boy was motivated souly by pent up emotions. -And he couldn't beat Anakin, or hurt him. But he could yell and be some what hysterical. -If Anakin was in there at all maybe he could show him kindness...give him a good meal...allow him to bathe...and send him off with a warning. Instead Kyler was a target...his whole life he did what everyone asked of him...instructed or demanded he do...His life had already been threatened by The Chancellor and Anakin. What route should he take? If he angered Anakin perhaps he'd kill him...No one would miss him. The same fate was welcomed for him by The Chancellor. "Maybe if someone forced themselves on you...you wouldnt be laughing on the inside...YOU wouldnt be amused." Kyler's eyes were dark. "Both you and your Master have threatened to kill me if I dont follow orders..." [22:59]
: Anakin took all this in, even letting the boy climb ontop of him. The other's anger was pittiful to him... but the mention of his mother and the slaves of Tatooine drew his eyes into a glare. He knew his master was trying to have this youth seduce him. Might have worked too... if Anakin let the dark side rule everything about him. But it was really love he was after, and there was no love in him for this boy. There was only love for Padme... his angel... the woman he'd spend his whole life chasing if need be. - Lifting his hand, Anakin squeezed the boy's throat with his force power. He sat up, looking deap into Kyler's eyes. "Yes, I read your mind... and I didn't need to take that from in there... I saw it in my Master's eyes before he left. But I have no interest in being seduced.. to give myself over to pure lust of the flesh." He shook the boy once then left his throat go. - His fingers now moved out, touching the youth's cheek gently. "You are quiet prettty... probably very enjoyable too... but I only want one person... and she's not you." He smiled. There was a flickering in his eyes.. an almost want to go for it. To forget her, but he managed to resist. "As for my mother.. leave her out of this. Things change... One day I might still go back to that misserable world and slaughter the masters to free their slaves... But that time is not now. Things change.. the Jedi who took me died quickly after. Other Jedi said I was far too old to join them... that you have to be a certian age to be selfless and nobel. But I found someone to teach me... and I learn well." [23:12]
: He wasn't surprised when he felt the sudden pressure around his throat, nor did he resist it. But after a moment when he released him, he was a bit confused. Kyler's bottom lip quivered but he tried to hold his glare. "Then just do it..." He stated quietly. -Ready for whatever his fate was. He didn't have anything to hold on to. Nothing at all. The Chancellor would take him back...take his body if Anakin refused it. And this disgusted him. The boy felt he was a waist, he had been abused for so long, in so many ways that he was ruined. He longed for comfort and kindness. He was willing to work hard but no one ever hired him. He was too dirty and untrusting. Too trouble some. Or people just assumed that they could do what they wanted with him. Just as The Chancellor had done...Well he did what he was told...and for once he was turned down...denied...a shocking revelation to him. One that nearly broke him into a hysteria of hope. As he looked down one tear finally came forward, spilling down his cheek. He took a shaky breath and looked around the room once more. As his heartache and sadness overwhelmed him. [23:17]
: Anakin pushed the boy off his waist, letting him tumble to the foot of his bed. Looking down at him there was no pity in his eyes. "You are pathetic.." Anakin hissed, "So weak.. a waste of flesh." The voice, already asking for death.. or rather.. submitting to it, caused Anakin to laugh. That made him not want to do anything more to this boy... other then maybe fullfilling his promise of the mental destruction. He would play with that once he had time to rest. "Maybe not a waste of flesh... I can see in your mind.. your surface thoughts run so strong... that my master will want you for himself since I have no interest." The boy was beautiful in his own right, deseriable, but Anakin held fast to his unspoken vow to Padme. He would give himself to her, and her alone, if she would so have him. "Would you like that? Perhaps he won't even kill you. Perhaps he'll feed you and keep you around. Or perhaps I'll have to l clean up what's left after he's done with you." [23:29]
: Kyler scrambled to sit up and his anger returned to hide his despair. "Oh hell you think I don't know that?!" He returned the careless tone. "I don't care what you do to me..." He raised his eyebrows and made a notion that said it was true. "Yeah he probably does want me...for being a waist of flesh alot of people WANT me." Kyler pushed himself off of the bed only to get his foot tangled in a blanket at the end of the bed. He kicked at it a moment before falling to the floor. Getting up he yelled angrily. "AHHH!" He was breathing deep and he was angry. "You think I'm afraid of death? I'm not...Afraid of living? Been there done that." He crossed his arms over his chest. He was talking probably just to hear himself, but it was a releif to say such things. "Beat me...burn me...starve me...throw me...choke me...fuck me...nothing new...insult me tear me down..." He shrugged finally. "I just dont care. I am what I am right? Look at you...ha...I am stupid...thinking you'd return." He glared at him again. "So let me out of here...dismiss me." He finished finally. [23:33]
: "Heroes arn't real things... they are nothing but a symbol.. not a reality. Only you yourself can ever make a difference in your life.. and if you didn't understand that then your life truely was meaningless." Anakin spoke as if Kyler was already dead.. but his tone was calm, collected, no longer angry or mean. He was simply stating facts. - Sitting on the edge of his bed, looking down at the boy, he shook his head. "I never thought I would win a pod race.. but I didn't do it for you or the other slaves... I did it for her, the one I love... who I might never see again. My Angel... Padme." He sighed, curling his fingers around the soft fabric he slept on. "Mom was proud of me though, said I brought hope to others. It should have forced them to relize that they could do the same.. rise up.. free themselves if they worked hard enough.. but instead I find they're all just looking to me and my foolish little boy dreams. Looking to ME to save them.": [23:47]
: He watched him and shook his head. "Thats not what it was about for me. You just represented that moment. I envied you..." Looking down he hit his fists off of the floor as hard as he could. "You talk...you talk like its easy to make a difference. I've tried...no matter how down I am I still try...I've never given up. I could have ended my own life years ago...And dont say or even think that I'm still here because I'm a coward. Because I'm alot of things but I'm no coward." -Kyler looked up at him. "What am I supposed to do?" He needed a verbal release. "I'm just a pretty face...no one will hire me...help me...or love me." He laughed bitterly. "I help people...I dont have anything and there was this kid walking around in this back ally..." His tone grew softer as he remembered the moment. "And she was scared...and crying...alone." His eyes moved back and forth envisioning that moment. "And when I lifted her up to help her...she hugged me you know." A smile smile appeared for a second. "And then this bastard on a speeder said I was sick...and he took her from me and beat me..." He shook his head sadly. "I dont steal because I'm lazy...and I wish I never bothered The Chancellor...I just wanted something to eat...not pity or mercy...or punishment or torture. Just one night...one hour of not being miserable...I may be weak but I'm still a person if that means anything to anybody. Which it doesn't...I was born a slave...I'll die a slave." He sniffled lightly and rubbed at his eyes. Sighing deeply he found himself to feel weak from being open. Weak from revealing himself. Things that didn't matter to anyone but Kyler. [23:53]
: "You say that... but I saw into your mind... into your past... the things you might have done different if only you had the will to accomplish them. You are weak, because you don't relize you had potential. Now, you are nothing. You are at my mercy... and that of my master.. and you must relize, Mercy is a word my master does not care to know..." Anakin reached down and patted the youth on the head. "Though mercy would be to simply kill you right now and be done with it... to end your misserable life... give you peace at last... no more hunger.. no more pain." Anakin withdrew his hand, then slid down off the bed. His toes brushed the soft floor benieth him as he squatted next to Kyler. "but I have other plans for you... perhaps in the end you might find it a mercy... perhaps not... I really don't care either way. I just have things to learn... my new powers to master. And when I'm through with you, if there is anything left, you will be given back to the man who brought you here in the first place." The young Sith reached out to turn the boy to face him. "am I understood?" [00:03]
: Kyler looked at him and nodded. "...yes" He answered quietly. -How could he argue? He could...He wanted to. The words were on the tip of his tongue but it was pointless. Anakin didn't care, that was obvious. He was back to being a possession. He belonged to Anakin now. His eyes resumed there usual hold of despair and he stared into Anakin's eyes. His words made sense. And even if they held no kindness they were honest. That was a step in the right direction. To be granted honesty...instead of lies. He sighed deeply, Anakin held such power. And as much as he wanted to hate him at this moment...he couldn't. He was glad someone had, that in it's self was important to him. Looking Anakin over once more he felt compelled to..."...Can I kiss you?" His eyes sparkled with an innocense that had been hidden by his abused state and his eyes once more locked with Anakin's. He'd never felt it before...but he wanted it... [00:07]
: Anakin's gaze softed for a momment. For a momment, the monster slipped down into the back of his mind... letting the good person he was shine through. he put a hand to the boy's face, a tender one rather then stern and cruel, and let out a soft sigh. "Why would you want to?" he asked softly. After all his threats and what he put this boy through, Kyler still asked to kiss him? Anakin wasn't evil.. not truely.. Vader was something that Sidious had 'installed' in him. a Monster that wanted control. But the fact that Anakin risked the pain it brought to keep it... was proof.. he wasn't a bad guy at heart. [00:13]
: Kyler was quiet a moment. "Because I want to." He answered finally. "I've never kissed anyone by...choice before...I'm not trying to barter or sedu..." He shook his head feeling stupid for asking such a question, and he shrugged. He wasn't looking for lust or even love in Anakin. Kyler found himself wanting a moment where he had advanced and something good happened to him, because he made it happen. He had opted to kiss Anakin. But he figured that he would throw him back into the wall. And Kyler had listened to Anakin's words...infact they were nestled snuggly in his mind and in his heart...he 'had' potential...perhaps he could find and obtain it again. Instead of allowing his misery to consume him. Perhaps he would work double...tripple and be loyal, show that he was good for something other then abuse. [00:20]
: The young apprentice sighed again, shaking his head. "I can't want you. I want only one person... I want to be for her alone. If she rejects me... then maybe.. I'll sink to others.. but for now... as long sa there is hope... I only want to be with her." He closed his eyes, leaning back against his bed. Pity was surfacing now. He couldn't push it away. "I'm sorry.." He managed. "Sorry for... what I did to you..." One momment a monster and now... he was suffering and appologizing. He was more like the small boy that left Tatooine then the evil man Kyler had found himself mentally raped by. [00:25]
: Kyler's expression flashed irritation 'I cant want you. If she rejects me then maybe I'll sink to others' How nice and insulting. Kyler was filled with more mixed emotions then a pregnant woman. "Its okay..." He replied softly. He pulled his knees to his chest and hugged them. Resting his head, he closed his eyes. He was stupid for asking. Stupid for wanting it. Apologies were consistant with Kyler's tormentors and abusers. They always got around to apologizing before beating him again. Anakin would be no different. More regret...more personal frustration. He should have known... [00:30]
: Anakin sighed, turning towards him. "Listen... When I deconstruct your mind... I might be able to take that pain you carry around inside of you away forever..." His eyes seemed soft now, filled with compassion and pitty. "I cannot give you the rest of what you want... I am not the man for that." He wasn't sure what else to say, but he no longer felt the hate and agression that he'd been going for. Pitty, compassion, and thoughts of his mother filled him instead. He could see her in his mind, with a sad look on her face asking him why he was hurting people. Why he was taking hope away instead of giving it. It filled him with sadness. [00:38]
: Kyler opened his eyes and looked at Anakin with complete shock. A very faint smile came forward. "You might help me?" His voice was soft and completely innocent. Filled with hope is what it eminated. -A sudden knock was placed upon the door before it opened. Sidious walked inside. He was pleased to find both young men on the floor but he was confused by there manner of dress. Neither seemed to be panting of exhaustion. And Kyler wasn't crying or shaking from any kind of assault. This nearly disapointed Sidious. He got off on the strangest of things...It would have been enough for him to know that Anakin had been active with another. But to think he granted him such a fine gift and he did nothing with it...? What a waist... A servant remained loyally close to Sidious carrying a tray of fruit and cheeses, as well as some wine. "I brought this for you Anakin..." He spoke in his scratchy tone as he looked down at Kyler who had unfolded his legs and taken on a more respectable appearance. Sidious arched a confused brow before turning to face Anakin with question. "Does he displease you?" [00:45]
: Anakin stood, bowing his head a bit and trying to chase away the things that had come to his mind. "I am still working with him... I was... prying.." He said in a way meant to imply he was using his mental gifts which he'd been expanding on. He could see that Sidious was a bit displeased. He knew the old man might take Kyler away, might even kill him in the next mommnet, but it would have been a loss. "It was quiet... draining... I need to replenish myself before I can move forward." Anakin knew what the older man was really interested in him doing. Not expanding his studies of power, but of pleasure. The apprentice simply had no interest in that. Gazing up into his master's eyes he tried to decide what he was going to do. ~Master... I have no interest in the physical pleasures... I know your wish is to endulge me in them... but I would rather learn my gifts...~ [00:51]
: Sidious remained standing before him. He smiled down at Kyler before returning to look at Anakin. ~You must learn how to master all forms of pain for another. Whether you gain pleasure or not is of no consequence to me. It will pain the boy...Assert yourself.~ His eyes flashed something aside from disapointment. They were demanding. He had taught Anakin that all people had a place. And just like this boy did. So did Anakin...Vader was below Sidious and he intended for him to follow orders. -Sidious had been bringing back more and more victims for Anakin on a regular basis and he always denied them for the dream of 'Padme'...-Love was a weakness, and it truly disgusted Sidious to see Anakin so hell bent on being with the one he loved. He spoke out loud finally. "Do something...anything but NOTHING." He glared. Sidious was angry. -He brought the tray forward by sheer will. Placing it on the bed he stepped back. ~Your far too old to be so stubborn. Do not displease me Vader...don't do it.~ He warned. [00:57]
: Vader knelt before his master, bowing. Yes, he knew his place... he was benieth Sidious... but he was above everyone else. His master would be shown as the rightful ruler of the Galaxy... soon all would know this. He would help them know this. "Yes, Master." ~I am sorry master, I will please you... I will do what you ask~ He closed his eyes. Yes, he would do what his master wanted... he always did. But he didn't actually need to... use.. the boy. He would hurt him more if it pleased his master, but he had no interest in physical pleasure. --- Rising to his feet, Vader tilted his head back. "Thank you." He said, looking at the food on the trays. He did really need his energy. He needed it to destroy the boy's mind uttterly. And he would. He wanted to do it... for both good and evil reasons. [01:15]
: Sidious forced a smile and nodded "Your welcome Anakin.", using his force power the boy was startled and lifted to stand. Kyle closed his eyes a moment to brave Sidious. When he opened his eyes he was glaring just as he was when first brought to Anakin. "Like a slave that learns to obey...that is taught...you can not so easily deny its skill." Sidious turned to admire Kyler, "And like a boy that is cursed with beauty...you can not deny a natural course of action." -Releasing the grip on the boy he dropped him to the floor. "Remove your clothing." He demanded arrogantly. -Kyler hesitated a moment before his head abruptly swung to one side and stung. He had been force struck. -Sighing deeply, he steadied his shaking hands to remove the well worn tunac and vest he was wearing. Placing it on the floor, his chest was soft and smooth. Well toned for being rather scrawny. Sidious burned a glare towards Kyler, rushing him, pushing him, encouraging him. The boy circled for Sidious revealing a back adorned with scars, welts, faded burn marks and fresh bruises. They traveled down the length of his back disapearing beneth his pants. -Sidious smiled once more and gathered his hands infront of him, looking to Anakin he smiled. "Pretty little thing...Dont kill him. I think I rather like him...he reminds me of someone I know..." His tone was light and he was actually teasing. His eyes drifted towards Anakin and he chuckled. "I'll return in one hour." -As he turned his back, Kyler fell forward kneeling down and then bowing down to Anakin. He couldn't free himself of the position but he was there none the less. -With that Sidios left them once again. [01:20]
: 'I guess I should be happy I'm not his play thing that way..' Anakin shook his head. Of course, if he had been, he wouldn't have resisted his master and probably would have come to accept him... though he'd be different. Looking down at the boy and shook his head. "I do what my master wishes... and he wishes for me not to kill you." He moved towards Kyler, putting his bare feet before the boy's face. "Just how good are you at things? I read your mind... but that does not make me know anything about that." The sith folded his arms across his chest, picturing what his master would do to this boy later. He managed not to shiver with disgust about it. surely his master would not mind a little mental tweaking in the boy. "We have an hour... before he will come for you." [01:26]
: Kyler remained bowing down to him. As if a switch had been flipped and he was powerless to move from the spot. "I do...what I'm told..." He responded finally. His anger had returned again. And he was truly not emotionally stable. His emotions went up then down high up and then crashing down. He closed his eyes and frowned, knowing that Anakin couldn't see him. And then a soft voice. "...what do you want me to do?" His fingers dug into the soft carpet of the floor and he enjoyed the feel of it. It would be the only comfort he could find. [01:30]
: Anakin pulled a piece of fruit into his hand. "Listen... do what you want.. but my clothing stays on. When my strength returns, I will be lancing into your mind again." His voice was stern, but there was a hint of compasion behind the tone. He lifted his foot, a bit, rubbing the top against the boy's chin. "I cannot love you... cannot be interested in you.. but it is NOT your fault." He took a bite of his fruit, looking down at the boy. He could sense the confusion, and again felt pitty. Well, he would fix that soon enough. [01:34]
: He managed to look up towards Anakin. "...What do you mean?" He questioned finally. What was he supposed to do? He didn't understand. To tell Kyler he could do what he wanted, was unheard of. It had never happened. So what did Anakin mean? -He closed his eyes once more when Anakin's foot graced his chin. Love? He wasnt looking for love from Anakin. -Was he? ...Disapointed yes...but...he had said it wasnt his fault. -How confusing. [01:38]
: Anakin sighed heavily, taking another bite from his fruit. Sweet and juicy in his mouth, but oddly, he was getting no pleasure. He was just feeding his needs for energy, and denying his secret wants of phyiscal pleasure. - Putting his foot down, he turned from the boy. "Apperently, you do not know what you want." He moved over to the plate with his meal apon it. "You have two choices... try and enjoy yourself before my master returns for you... or whimper there trying to figure out what sort of hell he might put you through." He wanted to feed Kyler, but, he resisted. His master wanted him to learn to give pain... to assert himself.. not be nice to him. [01:46]
: Listening to Anakin talk he felt the pressure release its strong hold and he could move. What was Anakin going on about? Kyler rolled his eyes before sitting back on his knees and rubbing his arm. Anakin was so difficult. And Kyler thought he had problems. -He stood slowly, unsure if he should do so. Licking his lips he though over what Anakin had said...he had two choices...And a few moments prior he had told him to do what he wanted. -He watched Anakin chew and swallow down the bit of fruit he was eating. Sighing he figured that Anakin might be playing mind games...Wanting Kyler to take advantage...Well he wasn't sure but he went for it. -Walking over to him he grabbed the hand that Anakin held the fruit in. He sunk his teeth into the fruit and bit at it and sucked, enjoying a good mouthful. Swallowing it down he kissed and sucked at Anakin's hand before...daring to find his mouth. This is what he wanted, some sort of pleasure...some sort of control. Anakin could stay dressed, but this is what he felt was right. [01:55]
: Anakin peered down at his hand... the left one. In his right, he was holding a piece of bread poised at his lips. He didn't grab the boy, didn't push him away, he just became interested. He watched Kyler for several minutes, feeling the pleasing sensation of of a tongue against his hand. "Stay on your knees.." He whispered, forcing his control over the other. He tried to decide what he was going to do next... How long would he let the boy act like this... act like a dog. He wasn't sure, but there was something oddly satisfying about it. This boy was his pet for a time. He didn't want a lover... perhaps just.. something to play with. [02:07]
: Kyler paused from kissing Anakin's hand. Some of the fruit juices had coated his throat and when he swallowed it felt delightful. -He readjusted himself on his knees, to ensure that he could stay in that position. He looked up at Anakin with curious eyes. Waiting for instruction...Obediant and Loyal. His left hand rested along Anakin's thigh and the other was placed on Anakin's right knee. -This had been the most unusual day he had ever endured. And at this moment...being with Anakin like this, was strangely calming and comforting to him. Something had happened...when Anakin had refused him, he had been shocked and relieved...and then insulted and disapointed. Now he wanted him. To touch him and to be touched by him. It was a strange feeling that Kyler was harboring...but it was there none the less. [02:12]
: Anakin continued to watch him, frowning softly. "My master wanted you out of your clothes... so out of them." He ordered, making sure his master's orders would not be ignored. Besides, he had a light interest to see this boy naked... to compair himself to him. Surely that it was he his master had refrenced. Still, Kyler's wants.... they disturbed him inside. He could not return affection to him. Yet he knew that's what the boy needed. Perhaps.. there was a way to remain pure for Padme.. yet... give the kid a gift. --- Popping the bread into his mouth, he started focusing in on himself. Yes, he still needed his energy. Soon.. soon he would be ready to enter his mind. Then he could do what he wanted. Make him BELIVE what he wanted. He was sure he could do that. He needed it as a test. Kyler had a week mind after all. It wouldn't be hard to give him memories formed by simple internal experience... and have them be belived. It would take time and energy on Anakin's part.. but it would be worth it. [02:20]
: Kyler swallowed down a knot of sudden nervousness. He had been tricked before it could be just a game. Sliding away from Anakin, he licked at his lips and rose to stand. His pants were already hanging loosely on his hips but he still sucked in a bit to unbutton them. Before sliding them off he tugged off his worn and torn up boots. Sitting them to the side he braved up a bit and tried to prepare himself for something bad. Kyler then slid his pants and his underwear down the length of his legs. Stepping out of them he kicked them to the side. -He didn't look directly at Anakin, as he was busy feeling ashamed. His body was hairless...which could give wonderment to his age. But he was handsome. Feminin...but his body was nice. He swallowed a second time and turned a bit, just as his back was adorned with marks they went down his lower body as well. His hips and waist line was covered in dark bruises. Some seemed fresh with a tint of yellow and green for coloring. His clothes were dirty but he didnt appear to be. After circling again, he stood before Anakin waiting for his next instruction... [02:26]
: Anakin took in his form, shaking his head a bit. 'Wonder why he doesn't decide to drag me off to his bed... this boy does have things in common with me.' He plopped a few small pieces into his mouth before taking his bare hand and running it along Kyler's face. "You are quiet lovely. He will enjoy you if that is all he's after." He spoke softly, pulling the boy up to his feet. He gazed into his eyes, tilting his head from side to side before he began to push the boy back towards his bed. Sitting him down he ran a bare hand over the soft flesh. It was intreeging, but, not what he was after... All he could think of was Padme.. and wanting to touch her. Wanting to make love to her. --- "It is time.. for me to continue.." Anakin said softly, placing his hand over Kyler's head.. the world seemed to drop away for a momment, before reasserting itself the same way as where they already were. [02:40]
: Kyler shivered a bit and swallowed. Looking up at Anakin he found himself confused. What was to happen? And why did he have to keep mentioning the fact that Sidious wanted him. -He had his arms stretched out against the length of his body. And his fingers twitched nervously. The normal route of lust for Kyler was to be thrown around, degraded and then taken. Raped...complimented on his body and the feeling he gave. Then a moment to gather his nerves after his body would peek, more abuse and that would be the end of it. It never started with soft touches or calm tones...and this is what made him uneasy...and afraid. [02:44]
: Anakin's hand left his forehead and the Sith looked down at him. "You wish for pleasure and acceptiance? I can give you that.." As he spoke, he began to remove his tunic, tossing it on the floor before moving up close to the boy sitting on the bed. Pushing down his pants he kept his gaze fixed on him. "What is it that you want? Do you have any desires?" He didn't smile. - Anakin's chest was also smooth and hairless... very feminin.. it matched the light qualities of his voice. He though, had never been raped. There were some marks, but they were flat... wounds from early training. [02:47]
: He looked up at him, but his eyes still held a storm of confusion. "...You'll hit me." He stated simply. He was waiting for it. Expecting it. Kyler couldn't understand why he was pretending to be nice. It was the worst kind of mind game. To make him think that he wasn't going to hurt him. His fingers continued to twitch nervously, and he shifted his position on the bed. Looking Anakin in the eyes he waited... [02:49]
: Anakin's lip twitched, into an almost sadistic grin... but it was more imp-like then that. Falling to his knees he ran his hands over the boy's thighs. "After this... I will hurt you... greatly... to please my master. For now... I will do as I promised... to give you a small spart of pleasure.. as I do have a shock of compassion belive it or not. It's not enough to let you go... but, it is enough to do this." He leaned down and kissed the boy's left thigh softly. [02:56]
: He frowned deeply at Anakin's brutal honesty. He gasped lightly when Anakin kissed him in such a sensative location. A tickle ran up his skin and left him with the chills. He breathed deeply as he was starting to become aroused. "..No." He spoked finally. "Stop it." He gentely pushed Anakin back away from him. "Why do you keep reminding me that your going to hurt me? That the Chancellor is going to hurt me? ...Your just teasing me. Do what you want with me. This is for your pleasure not my own..." Kyler's eyes clouded over with sadness. He could enjoy the moment...If Anakin would stop reminding him that it was just a moment...But he couldnt get past worrying about what would happen next... [02:59]
: Anakin stood up again, leaning towards Kyler and running his fingertips down his cheek. "I have no pleasure from this... so... this is for you... all for you." He picked up the boy's right hand with his left, pulling it to his belly. His abbs were tightly packed, not hulking like someone with the power he posses, but more tender. He was lovely. "Do you want any of this? Or is there something else you want instead? Perhaps a few momments with a real home and family like you've never had?" He leaned his lips towards Kyler's ear. His breath came hot against it, tingling, and slightly moist. [03:05]
: His eyes roamed over Anakin's body. Confusion was still swelling in his mind. "I..." He took a deep breath and hesitated to answer. "I want love..." His eyes met with Anakin's and he once more felt stupid for expressing what he wanted. He pushed away his self hatered and sat up more, taking Anakin's hands in his own he pulled him closer. "You spoke of the one you loved...I...I never had that...Thats what I want...Thats what I want." He repeated again. His eyes were hot with tears and his body was heated to arousal but thats all he could think of was the word 'love'...whatever that meant or brought forth would be just fine. Because thats what the boy wanted. [03:09]
: Anakin closed his eyes. "Love cannot be taken... it cannot be summoned... it exists only. You cannot force anyone to love. Even if I conditioned your mind it would not be real love. Understand that.." He drew his fingers away, letting them linger on his chin for a momment before sitting down next to him on the bed. "Did anyone ever love you? A mother? A real father? Anyone at all?" Pitty came to him again.. but then.. that was why he was doing this. Not that hew knew it, but none of this was real... it was a memory he was forming in Kyler's mind... one that would pass any inspection other then one with a power like his. But he was the only one with such power... [03:15]
: He shook his head no. "I was an accident...she never let me forget it...my step father he took me in and kept me after she was sold..." His mind raced to catch every moment he had been left alone as a child. "And then I killed him because every night...I just wanted to sleep...I was always working, until I couldnt barely stay awake...and he'd take his belt and beat me and touch me..." Kyler's voice cracked even if it was only his thoughts. This moment of pleasure was just back firing and causing more pain. Even if it was self inflicted. The memories that he was experiencing were hurting him far worse then Anakin or Sidious could. The emotional tragedy the boy had suffered time and time again had taken its toll. And he really was an emotional mess. The tears came suddenly and unexpectingly, "I'm sorry." He stated firmly. "I'm sorry..." [03:23]
: Anakin reached over and ran his fingers through the tears. "I will take that away from you... you won't have to feel it any more..." He whispered softly, bringing his fingers to his lips. He could taste the tears, even though the real body was not shedding or tasting. "Again.. it is up to you... wallow in pain only... or find some comfort... the choice is yours... I do not care either way." Anakin dropped his hand back to his lap... letting go of Kyler and just waiting for him to decide. - He was hurting the boy.... his master would be pleased.. but, he didn't want to be doing this. Not now. He didn't want him re-living the pain. Too much horror in a short life. [03:29]
: Kyler nodded slowly. "I dont want it anymore...I dont want to feel it." He responded quickly, almost desperately. "But I dont know what to do...I cant think on my own...I'm always told what to do...I'm...lost..." He answered as more tears came but his body seemed to calm. He pouted openly and wiped at his eyes as he sniffled. Kyler was oblivious to what was real and what was not. All he knew his the on slaught of painful emotions and desires that were dancing around his soul. He had an hour...One hour and time was ticking away. It was hard to find relief knowing it would be so short lived. [03:35]
: "It is your last chance you know. Your last chance to assert yourself. Afterwards... you can be as lost as you want." Anakin took his hand up, running a finger down Kyler's cheek again. So soft and warm the boy was, even here. And beautiful. Anakin saw it.. but could not feel it. He felt nothing but pitty and compassion for him. "If you do not want any of this... I can take it all from you... just say the word. This is your last chance." [03:48]
: Kyler flashed his pain filled eyes to Anakin's. "I want you to kiss me...before you destroy whats left...so I can have what I want." He finished quietly but firmly. Thats all he had asked for earlier and been refused. Thats all that he wanted now. A kiss...a soft kiss could be the love that he wanted. Even if it wasn't real or pure. Love is whatever people make of it. -And if Anakin couldnt give him thoughts or feelings connected with love. Then a kiss might help to stimulate the feeling all on its own. As a feeling not a person...He didnt need Anakin or want Anakin. He just wanted a kiss... [03:52]
: And in this world that Anakin made... that Kyler thought was real, Anakin could provide that. It wasn't really him, just what he was giving. - He moved, wraping his arms around the boy. His face came close, and he kissed Kyler... quiet soft... sweet... What the boy wanted. He was giving him this fantasy... this beautiful fantasy. Why? Because he did not lack in compassion... it was just kept hidden so often. "Like that?' He whispered softly. [03:55]
: He smiled a moment and enjoyed being held, being kissed being whispered to. He didnt want to lose this moment. It was too precious and comfortable. He wrapped his own arms around Anakin and held him tight. Support, comfort, affection. It was beautiful. He sighed happily, thankful...relieved...calm...soothing...It was wonderful. Even if it wasn't real Kyler didn't know that. He didnt need to know that. Or he'd rather live in a world of fantasy where dreams can come true and the coldness of reality couldnt touch him. [04:02]
: And Anakin had no intention of letting him know this wasn't real... that was a part of the exercise... to add a memory... a 'true' memory... just it didn't take place in the 'real' world. "Is this what you want?" The sith whispered, kissing Kyler lightly again as the arms circled him. "to be this close without being hurt?" He didn't pinch of hit him. He just stayed, holding him. It was Kyler's fantasy... and this Anakin... his playtoy... while the real one participated only slightly.. mostly watching... and adding a reality to it that wouldn't normally be found in a straight up fantasy. [04:06]
: His eyes were closed, and he nodded. Kyler's answer came out as a soft sigh. It was what he wanted and desired. It was alot of things rolled into one. Love. When you loved someone you didnt hurt them. You didnt force yourself on them or insult them. Instead you wanted to be near them because they made you feel good...safe and secure. Intimate...almost child like in an odd way. What he was experiencing was heaven sent. [04:14]
: And it was heaven sent... in a way. Or perhaps Hell-sent. Anakin was quiet now, waiting for Kyler to make the next move. "It's all up to you.." He whispered. Anakin's hand moved up towards the boy's cheek, stroking gently. This was his fantasy. Kyler's. Touching, feeling... only gently. Anakin could feel what Kyler wanted. The warmth of his body... holding close... running a hand down his side. [04:19]
: Kyler's smile continued and he sighed softly. Almost moaning in pleasure. -The door opened and Sidious entered. "What are you doing?" He questioned skeptically as he turned to face Vader. The boy was naked laying on his bed...But it was obvious that nothing had happened. A soft smile was dancing on Kyler's lips and Sidious wanted to know why. "You are to lust not love or show kindness...what is this?" He questioned again as he stepped closer. The boy's body was beautiful much like that of Anakin's the intense marks and bruises were a bit of a turn off. As much as Sidious had favored them before...He prefered that the boy maintain an appearance much like Anakin's... [04:24]
: Anakin released his grip on Kyler's head and turned to look at his master. "I am sorry master... this must have taken longer then I thought. I had wished to test out an idea of implanting memories as well as destoying them." Anakin bowed before Sidious, still clothed of course. His eyes were lowered. Would Sidious punish him for this failiur? He would understand if he did. He would suffer if need be... ~I have implanted memories in him... I did not have the time to take them as well. There is so much that can be done with this power Master... on the weak minded.~ [04:31]
: Sidious arched an eyebrow and looked towards the boy. ~What memories did you implant?~ He wanted to know what this was all about. Why the boy was smiling. -When Anakin released the hold on Kyler's head he felt like he had fallen. His body felt heavy and he could barely keep his eyes open. Once managing to open them he rolled his head back and forth, but found the sensation overwhelming. He felt like he weighed a ton. And he couldn't move. -Sidious looked down at Kyler and allowed his eyes to roam over his body. "What did you say to him? What did you do?" He questioned with accusation. Kyler heard the questions and felt the anger. "Its my fault..." He stated as he forced his head to face Sidious. "I wouldnt do as he asked..." Anakin had spared him, in some sense some odd twisted way he had spared him and helped him to survive by giving him that moment. "...its my fault." He repeated. -Sidious nodded, "I see..." He grabbed the boy's head by his hair and twisted, pulling him of the bed he allowed him to fall to the floor. "I want him bathed." He stated loudly as he turned towards the door. Two droids entered instantly and pointed guns at the baffled young man. Sidious looked towards Anakin..~Your weak when it comes to lust...LUST is power Vader...~ [04:38]
: Anakin stayed bowed on the floor before his master, feeling his anger. ~I was implanting a memory he never had in him Master... of something pleasent. He is a tortured soul already. One needs to see the good in order to feel pain.~ Anakin knew he might be damning himself for saying such a thing to his master, but it was the truth to him and he would not lie about it. He didn't even notice what was going through Kyler's body or mind at the time. It didn't much matter to him. He'd given the boy a gift... and perhaps he would be punished for it. --- When Vader finnaly looked up he sighed softly. ~Master... I have no interest in Lust right now... other then to destroy... I am sorry if I disapoint you. That was never my intent.~ He closed his eyes, waiting for the possible reprisal from his master. [04:43]
: Sidious glared down at Anakin, but he would redirect his anger into aggressive lust. ~You do not disapoint me Vader...you merely confuse me.~ Sighing he motioned for the droids to take Kyler out. And with that both Sidious and the troubled boy disapeared. -The night Kyler had been taken away by Sidious... He was taken from Anakin but not to be destroyed. -Sidious had been amused by the boy and intrigued. So although he helped himself to the boy's youthful and innocent seeming body. Sidious was also able to tap into the anger and hate he had, from his over whelming misery. The boy had aquired a loyalty to Anakin for showing him kindness. And that in its self Sidious had found useful. But the hate that was buried deep inside was just too hard to pass up. -He couldnt train Kyler to be a Sith apprentice and he wouldnt have if he could. And he could never take the place of Anakin. But because of his hate and anger, Sidious had trained him to be quite a skilled assassin. Almost that of a bounty hunter. He kept him around...mostly hidden...Through Kyler he would live out his fantasies of his apprentice Anakin...of his beautifully strong pupil Darth Vader.