《Forbidden Love || Anakin x Reader》Chapter 77: Dazed
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I found myself in another nightmare. I was lying on freshly cut green grass when my name was called from a distance.
I woke up in a gasp; I was in the same terrible spot I had arrived in with Master Kenobi, Anakin, and Ahsoka. I rubbed my eyes, hoping it was all a dream, but nothing changed. I was in the same spot sitting on the prickly grass.
That's when I saw a figure in the distance. Walking up from the water, their robes were dry, which was odd. I stood up quickly, facing the figure that had no face. "It's true what they say. He is the Chosen One. Join him when the time comes." He echoed multiple times in my ear. I looked down one second, and upon doing so, the figure had changed.
He was a tall-looking guy who had a bald head with red markings across his face. "Together we three can change the balance of the universe, my friend." he finally opened his eyes, and what I saw was terrifying.
"You must know I will never join the dark side willingly," I replied. His red eyes sored into my eyes, making me feel a bit hazy. He shook his head slowly, "how simple you make it... light and dark as if there is no one without the other. Aligned, we can restore balance wherever we go, peace to the universe." he intertwined his fingers together, resting his case.
"By becoming a Sith. Never." I snarked. I turned my back, walking away; join the dark side? I will never do that; I can't. The Jedi is my home, the light side. "We will destroy the Sith and the Jedi!" He yelled. Flames began to circulate my body; the heat became so real it burned my skin. That was when I woke up.
"Hey, hey, I'm here." Anakin's hands placed themselves on my shoulder. I gasped for air, feeling my body burnt up. "Ani." I cried out. My eyes were blurry until they focused on his face. I sat up, hugging his body immediately, his hands pressed themselves onto my back.
"You're okay, we're going home." He said in a soft, caring voice, but once those words came out, the ship began to rattle. Here we go again. "I need some help here," Obi-Wan shouted from the front of the ship. Anis's eyes peered into my asking for approval. "I'll be fine; help him." I softly smiled.
He stood up from my metal bed, walking towards the door. I needed to get up; it was becoming dreadful just being stuck in one place. I might as well check up on Ahsoka. Though, once I started walking, I felt two cold hands grab onto my neck and shoulder. They tightly gripped onto me, making me unable to move, Anakin was still in the room, so I know he heard the grunts that had escaped my mouth.
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"Leaving so soon?" the voice that was in my dreams whispered into my ear. Ani turned around slowly, his eyes in complete shock. He was choking me, and the air I felt in my lungs was slowly depleting. "Not without this, you won't" He held onto my neck with one hand turning me over so that my face met with his.
The ship's floor door had opened, and quickly I went down with the figure. I was dropping in mid-air while I was being held onto strongly by the bald man. I heard Anakin call my name from the ship, though it slowly became quieter as we continued to fall to the ground.
The figure had turned itself into a bird, swinging me in the air. At any moment, I could fall and plummet onto the ground.
We arrived at what seemed to be his home, He placed me in shackles that cuffed my arms and legs. "You cannot keep me here. You hear me?" I pleaded, I shook my body frantically, hoping one of the cuffs would break loose. "Save your energy. You have been left to die." Something spoke out. I looked onto the ground to find a hideous creature.
"Then I will escape." I toggled the shackles again.
"Impossible. I have been here for more years than I care to remember." The creature chuckled, strolling to my body. "I am a Jedi. We don't give up easily." I stood my ground. Even if I was stored in this hell hole, I knew Anakin would come, hopefully.
"Jedi? Huh. But so young. Where is your Master?" The creature crawled up the walls closing his face onto mine. "Why does it matter? My friends will come for me." I seethed through gritted teeth.
"And if they do not?" His breath was beating down onto my face. "They will!" I shouted, pushing him off with my body. "What makes you so sure?" He asked, still intrigued and annoying. The cuffs from my arm came off, surprising me. He had helped me. "Thank you," I replied. I held onto my wrists, massaging them.
"The chains...The chains are the easy part. It's what goes on in here that's hard." he pointed to his head. "Don't you see, child? You are alone now. If you are to survive, you must forget your friends." he whispered into my ear.
The same stomach pain I had felt hours ago sprained again. I grunted, grabbing onto my waists tightly. "I don't think I..." I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain to subside, but letting my guard down was a mistake. The creature grabbed onto my wrist, biting it.
"Aah!" I cried in pain. That bitch. "What have you done?" I asked the pain was excruciating; my wrist had a throbbing sensation that was hard to knock off. "You are mine now." He replied away into the shadows. My body plummeted onto the ground; the pain from the bite wasn't normal. I felt the stinging go through my veins.
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✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
"Y/n." Anakin's footsteps approached mine. "Y/n, it's me. You're safe now. Let's go home." He added.
"Are you proud of me, Anakin?" I asked.
"What? Uh... Of course, my love. Of course, I'm proud of you. Now let's get out of here." He stuttered between his words, confused.
I opened my eyes, facing tall dead trees. "He's right. Right about everything. You must join him." I turned my back around to face Ani's face. "He only wants what's best for the universe." I beamed, tilting my head to the side.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" He asked, concerned—Gag, "Always with the criticism, Anakin. Never really believing in me, trusting me. Well, I don't need you anymore." I replied. He was always so attached, and I couldn't take it anymore.
"Y/n. Y/n, listen to me. He has done something to you. Snap out of it. This isn't you, Y/n." he shrieked. He pointed aggressively, trying to change my mind.
"Isn't it?" I snapped. "I feel more like myself than I ever have," I added, grabbing onto the sides of my face. I felt the rush of energy Brother had given me, and I had accepted it—the dark side.
"He asked me to give you a message." I pouted my mouth, walking towards the boy. My hands were touching the sides of his shoulder as he stood there, confused. "He said if you don't join him, he will kill me." I laughed, whispering inside his ear.
"I won't let him." He replied. He spaced himself away from my body. His brows were furrowing themselves. "Then you will be forced to kill me." I urged. I took out my lightsaber from my belt, igniting it. A smile formed on my face; I always loved a good fight.
I ran in his direction, throwing my saber as he dodges it with his. In no way did he try to kill me; I did all of it. "Come on, Ani, let's have some fun." I teased him, winking. "I don't want to fight you, Y/n." He said as he continued to doge everyone of my hits, but he was caught off guard. I kicked his lightsaber and himself onto the ground.
"And now the Jedi will kill her lover," I yelled.
He reached his hand out, pulling his lightsaber from behind me, making me up to jump into the air before attacking him once again. "You're getting ahead of yourself, aren't you, my love?" he asked as both our sabers slashed onto one another. "Don't call me that," I shouted. We continued our dual as he pushed my body back onto the platform I was once on.
But when I stood up, Master Kenobi had joined the party. "Two Jedi. Double the fun." I smiled. I ignited my saber once again, charging towards the both of them. Yet, none of them seemed to be joining in but rather defend every hit I made, so obnoxious.
"Any suggestions?" Anakin asked his Master as he again pushed me. However, my saber stabbed onto the ground, causing me to stop halfway through the push. Obi-Wan took out a sword, one that can control Brother.
"Where did you get that?" I shouted. The anger fueled my veins. Master Kenobi only smiled in response which irritated me more, "Give it to me!" I shouted. I sprang again, Ani's saber stopping me halfway, beginning another round.
But halfway through our fight, down came crashing down Brother and Daughter, including Father.
"So glad you could make it to our little party, Father," Brother shouted. He held out his hand that shot out red lighting directed into Father's direction. However, with his power, he was strong enough to stop it. "You will stop this," Father replied.
"You are too weak for me, old man. You mean nothing to me anymore." Brother shouted, a smile forming onto my lips. My Master was winning, and it was a sight to see. He was toasting his Father, and I loved it.
"Anakin, now!" Obi-Wan shouted, catching my attention. He was about to throw the sword; what a mistake, Kenobi. I jumped halfway through his throw, catching it in my hands and quickly running up to Brother.
"Everything has transpired exactly as I planned," I smirked. I knew he was proud, and so was I. "You showed them the altar?" Father asked as he weakly got up. "I am sorry, Father. I didn't know how else to stop him." Daughter replied. Ugh, she was still alive.
"Give it to me, child," Brother asked me, holding out his palm. I turned back to face Anakin, who was enraged and angry. "Y/n, no," he begged. But willingly so, I handed the sword to Brother. "Thank you. Your usefulness has come to an end." Brother voiced. He placed to finger onto my forehead, making my body plummeted to the ground, and as I did so, the screams of Anakin were the last thing I heard.
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