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Meredith_Kenobi Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 1/28/06 4:23pm Subject: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - FINAL POST and cover art: up 7/05 - Date Edited: 7/5/06 11:22am (22 edits total) Edited By: Meredith_Kenobi
	Title: Intervals of Time Author(s): Meredith_Kenobi Timeframe: pre AotC, and post NJO Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan, Ferus, Siri, Allana Skywalker, and others to be determined... Genre: angst? Keywords: Summary: A time travel fic Notes: Is ezcellent! Thank you, reader, for clicking on this link! Obi-Wan stood in the center of the room trying not to stare at the Jedi Council members who were, consequently, staring at him. “He’ll be here soon.” Obi-Wan assured them with an appearance of calm, patience, and composure. Feelings he was currently not feeling. He quickly pushed down a new surge of annoyance, and yes, maybe a touch of anger, before the Council members could pick up on it. Standing beside him was the calm and serene form of Siri. Obi-Wan sensed no annoyance coming off of her, yet he knew she must be feeling it. Her Padawan, Ferus, certainly was, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Ferus was any Jedi’s dream Padawan. He was talented, composed, smart, sensible, respectful…and he was never late. Yoda, a short green little alien sitting in the center of the semicircle of seated Jedi Masters, gave a little laugh of amusement. Obi-Wan frowned. He did not see anything funny about this. This was certainly not a laughing matter. His headstrong padawan was late, again, for a meeting with the Jedi Council. Anakin Skywalker was becoming to be something of a legend among the other padawans for being consistently late and not getting into trouble. It was pathetic really. Anakin would burst in, make his excuse, and somehow squeeze out of getting into trouble with the Council. Obi-Wan was feeling any number of emotions right now, and unlike Yoda, it was not amusement. He felt humiliation, disappointment, annoyance, exasperation, frustration; the list went on and on. How could his Padawan do this to him? Obi-Wan loved the boy to death but…this had happened one too many times. Too many times had Obi-Wan had to stand here like this waiting for his Padawan, as the honored Jedi Masters stared at him with concealed disappointment. This was just too much. He had been standing here for exactly fifteen minutes. A master is not to get angry at his Padawan’s mistakes; he is to teach him, and correct his ways. Even so, Obi-Wan suspected Anakin Skywalker was going to have a bit more chores than usual. Fifteen minutes earlier… Anakin Skywalker sat at the table with his beloved mother, eating. It was a gloriously normal day. He had done an honest day’s work at Watto’s, and could now relax with his mother as they ate their hard-earned food. Anakin stared at his mother as she ate, relishing her work-hardened features, hardened but still beautiful. Shmi looked up, and he smiled at her. Shmi smiled back. Beep…beep…beep…beep… Shmi got up from the table. “Oh, there’s the timer. Bread’s done…. …beep…beep...beep… Anakin opened his eyes, and groaned, lifting his head from the library’s study desk. It had been nothing but a dream. He wasn’t with his mother. He was still in the library, details on Form V lightsaber techniques still glowing on the computer screen. His mother was still on Tatooine…where he had left her. “Excuse me.” Anakin looked up. Jocasta Nu was standing over him with a slightly annoyed expression. But only slightly annoyed. She was a Jedi after all. “Would you mind turning off your chrom alarm? This is a library.” “Sorry.” Anakin mumbled, as she walked away. He turned off the alarm, and stared at his chrom. 1100 hours. Why was his alarm set for 1100 hours? His heart skipped a beat, a feeling of dread settling in his stomach. The Council meeting. “Darn! Why don’t I ever think to set my alarm for before the time I’m supposed to be somewhere?” Anakin jumped to his feet, nearly knocking over his chair. He raced out of the library. He winced with every step as his boots made a loud thunking sound on the library’s floor, echoing loudly on the walls. “Watch out!” Anakin swung around a cleaning droid, nearly knocking it, and himself, over. “Shhh!” Jocasta Nu hissed at him as he ran out the door. Anakin had no time to apologize for his loud boots, or for running. He was going to be late as it was. Again. Obi-Wan was going to kill him. Anakin raced to the nearest lift and pushed the button to open its door rapidly and impatiently. “Come on, come on!” The door swished open. Anakin began to rush inside, but was stopped by a repair droid. “I am sorry. This lift is currently in repair. You cannot ride it. Did you not see the sign?” “What sign?” The droid gently pushed Anakin out of the lift and showed him the sign hanging on the door. In Repair Anakin groaned impatiently. “No see, I have to ride this thing. I’ve got to get to the Council meeting.” Anakin tried to shove past the droid, but the droid held fast. “I am sorry. This lift is currently in repair. You cannot ride it.” The droid repeated, blocking the entrance. “Last night’s electrical storm short-circuited all of the buildings lifts. Might I suggest you use the stairs?” The droid waved one of its arms indicating a very long flight of stairs. Anakin gave the droid a blank, disbelieving look. “You’re kidding right?” Before the droid could answer, Anakin interrupted it. “No, no. Let me guess. Your superior top-quality brain servos would never allow you to pronounce a false tall-story to one of the beings you are programmed to assist. Right?” The droid looked taken aback. Well…as much as a droid could look taken aback, anyway. “I was just going to say ‘no’, but…yes that is correct.” Anakin glared at the droid, considering charging into the lift and fixing it himself. He reconsidered. He had wasted enough time talking to this droid as it was. It would be faster to just take the stairs. Probably. “But I have to go up thirty-five floors! Do you know how many stairs that is?” “Yes. That is precisely-” “Don’t answer that.” Anakin stormed past the droid towards the stairs. This was just his luck. He was late for a Council meeting with the Council members, some of the most respected Jedi living, and he was going to be even more late because all of the lifts were broken. Perfect. Well…at least this way he would have a credible excuse instead of having to make one up... Anakin gave a brief smile as he cleared the first flight of steps. At least one thing had gone right today. =-=-=-=-= Obi-Wan stared out the window, trying not to look too angry. Five more minutes of uncomfortable silence had passed, and his padawan had still not arrived. When he had been fifteen years old, he would never have been late for a meeting with the Jedi Council. He would have gotten here early, so as to make sure he couldn’t be late. Obi-Wan shook his head. Anakin always said he was sorry, always tried to apologize; but the problem was that he just didn’t care; he never tried to correct his mistakes. And if he did it never seemed to do any good. Suddenly the door swished open, jerking Obi-Wan out of his thoughts. A disheveled and out of breath Anakin burst in, too out of breath to even make his inevitable excuse. Obi-Wan closed his eyes, embarrassed. Why couldn’t Anakin have stood outside the door long enough to compose himself? He could have at least straightened his robes, which looked like he had slept in them, not to mention the fact that he was panting for breath. Could this day get any worse? Mace Windu, seated directly beside Yoda, gave Anakin a disapproving look. “So, you’ve finally decided to join us, have you?” “Lifts…broken…” Anakin panted. Yoda chuckled. “Manage to get here on time, the other Jedi did, hmm?” Anakin glanced from Windu to Yoda, taking one last deep breath. “Well, yes, but-” Yoda cut him off by merely lifting one finger. “Always excuses it is, with you.” He looked like he was going to continue his lecture, but instead he just sighed. Anakin flinched slightly. Apparently he too had sensed the great disappointment and regret in that one short sigh. Yoda gestured to Mace Windu. “Explain to you your mission, Master Windu will.” Windu gave Yoda a disapproving look as if he thought Anakin had deserved a much longer lecture…which he had. “Right.” Windu turned to face Obi-Wan and Siri. “A few days ago two of our Jedi, a Knight and his Padawan, intercepted a bizarre message. Its signature is very strange…almost like a distress beacon, only slightly different. We don’t know whether it is a lost ship with faulty equipment, or something totally new and different.” “You mean a whole new species?” Siri asked. “Is that what you mean by ‘something totally new and different’?” Mace nodded. “Correct. The signal is coming from something of very large mass; that much we do know. Seeing as it is coming from the Unknown Regions, we suspect it is a new species either asking for assistance, or wanting to form a bond with the Republic.” Obi-Wan frowned. “Or they might be hostile, trying to bring us into a trap.” Siri rolled her eyes. “Oh, Obi-Wan. Always the optimist.” “What? It’s true. In my experience, new species are hardly ever friendly. That’s why they’re new species—they hardly ever want to be discovered; and when they are discovered, they don’t like it because they don’t like us. They want to keep away.” “But they called for us.” Adi Galia pointed out. “Not the other way around. They sent us the beacon.” “It’s probably just a lost ship—someone who’s hyperdrive malfunctioned or something. Did the signal have a message attached to it?” Siri asked. Mace nodded. “There was something. It sounded like a language only…it wasn’t like anything we’d ever heard before. Not even Master Yoda. There was nothing in the Jedi Archives that sounded anything like it. Republic Intelligence, using their knowledge of other languages, worked out what the message most likely says. Listen.” He touched a button on the arm of his chair. A strange, deep, throaty, odd-sounding voice filled the room making bizarre warbles and chirrups. A voice-over translated. “Considerate beings, please come to our aid. We are sick and dying, and in need of assistance. A strange sickness has wiped out nearly a fifth of our population. Please help us!” Obi-Wan nodded. “So did the signal come from a planet then?” “We think it did.” Mace said. “We traced the signal and were able to construct hyperspace coordinates.” “So you want us to go to this planet and…check it out.” Mace nodded. “Correct.” Anakin raised his hand. “May I have permission to speak?” Obi-Wan smiled inwardly. Finally Anakin had remembered that a Padawan was supposed to ask for permission to speak to the Council. It had taken five years, but he had finally learned it. Yoda nodded to Anakin. “Speak, you may.” “What if, like my Master said, these…beings, are hostile? Since they said they were sick, what if we get sick? Shouldn’t more than just four Jedi go on this mission?” “Scared are you, young Skywalker?” Yoda asked. “No, sir. Only curious.” “Six Jedi are actually going on this mission. You four and the two Jedi who intercepted the message. We need to find out exactly what kind of sickness this is.” Mace explained. “If we send only a few Jedi to scope things out, we won’t have to send too many unnecessary supplies. If you are able to identify the sickness then we can send the correct medical supplies, and lots of them, instead of a lot of different kinds.” “What if we can’t identify it?” Anakin asked. “Then you will bring back a sample for us to study and find the antidote if at all possible.” “What if this is all a hoax?” Siri asked. “Another reason to only send a few Jedi. Then only a little bit of your time will have been wasted. No resources.” Yoda looked at Anakin’s troubled expression and chuckled. “Any more questions, have you?” “Yes, sir, Master Yoda. Master Windu never answered my question.” Anakin said, folding his arms. “What if these beings are hostile? What if they just sent us this message as a lure?” “Take care of yourselves, you can, all Council members agree. Rest your mind, does that, young Jedi?” Anakin stared at Yoda for a moment, then nodded and stepped back, seemingly satisfied with this response. “Yes, sir, Master Yoda, thank you.” “Leave as soon as you can, you shall. Preparing a ship for your departure, Jedi Knight Claws and his apprentice Typo, are. Gather you must, what clothing and supplies you will need. If no more questions have you, adjourned this meeting is.” All four Jedi, their mission clear and with no more questions to ask, bowed to the Jedi Masters and left the room. No, I did not post this in the wrong era. Everything will all make sense later on If you would like to be PM'd when I update, please say so in your review, or PM me saying so. Thanks! -----signature----- Proud to be ZaraValinor's Padawan Delighted to be brodiew's Master
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Ben_Watson Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 1/28/06 5:10pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 1'st post up: 1/28/06
	Very intresting so far! Please keep it up! (Anakin's such an idiot... Lol...) And I would like to be PMed when updated. -----signature----- It's never about making what the people like. It's about making what the people love. - Joss Whedon "Some people are just more comfortable in Hell..." Tony Almeida
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jaina_clan_solo Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 1/28/06 6:05pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 1'st post up: 1/28/06
	ohh, I'm intrigued. I wonder who the 'new' aliens are. Sign me up for a PM when you update! just a quick question, but how old is Anakin? you said that it was pre-AotC, but by how far? jcs -----signature----- Proud Padawan of BigFatty! Leading Blade http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/25450817/p1 NEW! Moments in Time http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/25790697/p1/?2
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SWpants666 Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 1/28/06 6:28pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 1'st post up: 1/28/06
	I'm very interested in this. hmm...the Unknown Regions..... definitely sign me up for the PMs! -----signature----- ~MTFBWY~ **Holder of the Straw of Disaster** All I want is to be in the light
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JediFalcon Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 1/28/06 7:35pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 1'st post up: 1/28/06
	you have my attention sign me up for pms please -----signature----- Rogue Three in FFC Rogue Wing, Ward rm #306 Council Member of the Lightside Master to Stridarious Crimson makes my heart go Master of BYS AHBY The Impeccably Patient Drugged-Out Lunatic of the Skies I wonder whats my purpose in life
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_ThatJediScum_ Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 1/28/06 7:38pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 1'st post up: 1/28/06
	Please PM me when you update. This looks like it's going to be fun. And I quite like your Anakin. bran
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mavjade Title: Fan Fiction Manager Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 1/28/06 11:20pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 1'st post up: 1/28/06
	Great begining, Meredith!! I love time travel fics! Anakin Skywalker sat at the table with his beloved mother, eating. You had me really excited that Shmi was still alive, but alas it was only a dream “Darn! Why don’t I ever think to set my alarm for before the time I’m supposed to be somewhere?” Typically one does set their alarm BEFORE the time they have to get up or be somewhere! “But I have to go up thirty-five floors! Do you know how many stairs that is?” Poor Anakin, he just can't win! Yep, this destress call makes me nervous....something is not right! I can't wait for more, and I would love a PM when you update! -----signature----- Parent: I need a snot sucker! My coworker: Does she mean a bulb syringe or a Respiratory Therapist?? NaNoWriMo '09: Unto Itself, A Higher Law: 10,307 words so far
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Meredith_Kenobi Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/1/06 7:59pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 1'st post up: 1/28/06
	Ben_Watson: ha ha, thanks Ben_W. I'm glad you like it. Hugs! jaina clan solo: Thank you very much! (Anakin's 15 ) SWpants666: Thank you JediFalcon: Okay, 'course I will! _ThatJediScum_: Oh, thanks If I do say so myself, I too like my Anakin mavjade: Thank you very much! I'm so glad you're enjoying this so far. UPDATE: Carrying two very heavy suitcases, Anakin walked beside Obi-Wan, trying to ignore how Obi-Wan was walking stiffly and avoiding his eyes. He looked about as annoyed as Anakin had ever seen him. Anakin didn’t know why…he’d certainly done worse things than being late for a meeting with the Council. Anakin wished even more than he had before that he had thought to set his chrom alarm for before the appointment with the Jedi Council. He didn’t know why he always forgot to do that; he had a mental groove or something. But, at least he had actually remembered to set the alarm this time. That was something…better to be late than not to be there at all. He wished Obi-Wan would see it that way, but somehow Anakin knew he wouldn’t. Obi-Wan was too much of a stickler for rules. Anakin…wasn’t. Anakin would always try to find the loophole in any rule, and would always choose to jump through that loophole. Obi-Wan would always choose to follow any rule to the T. Ferus was the same way. Anakin glanced over at Ferus. Ferus quickly looked away, pretending he hadn’t just been staring. Ferus didn’t even try to hide his disapproving look. Anakin had to fight—very hard—to not glare at him. Perfect Ferus—always trying to be the best at everything; always at the receiving end of approving comments. It just wasn’t fair! Anakin tried to do what Obi-Wan wanted; he tried to do what he was asked…well, most of the time. Anakin supposed that he could try to be more…aware…of the rules, but it never seemed to do any good. It was always just: ‘Oh, good work, Anakin.’ When he did something “right”. Ferus would do something “right”, and he would get ‘special recognition’. Whatever that was. Anakin smirked dryly. He didn’t even know what ‘special recognition’ was! He supposed Ferus did sort of deserve…‘special recognition’, but so did Anakin! He’d done all kinds of good, lifesaving stuff. Sure, some of those times he’d had to disobey orders to accomplish his goal, but what’s more important, obeying orders, or saving someone’s life? He tended to choose the latter. Anakin scoffed. Maybe that was his problem. Maybe that was why Obi-Wan was always so disappointed in him. Maybe that was what made him such a shoddy Jedi. He cared more about saving people’s lives, than obeying orders. What a depressing thought. =-=-=-=-=-= Anakin’s jaw dropped when he saw the ship they were going to travel in. “Whoa.” He nudged Obi-Wan. “Master, look! It’s a-a GFS-100! I don’t believe it!” Obi-Wan smiled weakly. “I take it that’s a good thing?” “A good thing? It’s a fantastic thing! Do you know what GFS stands for?” “I’m afraid I don’t.” “It stands for Great-freakin’-Ship!” “You’re joking.” “Well, yes. But it might as well stand for that! Can I go check it out?” Obi-Wan sighed. “I suppose.” “Yes!” Anakin raced off towards the ship, almost forgetting to bring the two suitcases with him. He swung the luggage behind him, dropping them at the boarding ramp, and then ran off to examine the ship. Obi-Wan shook his head. Sometimes Anakin’s youthful energy made him feel quite…old. Siri laughed looking from Anakin, to Obi-Wan’s expression. “Oh, what it would be like to be young again.” Obi-Wan looked over to her. “Amen to that.” =-=-=-=-= “Hi Anakin! Isn’t she beautiful?” Anakin turned around. Scrubbing a scorch mark off of the ship’s hull was a young boy around Anakin’s age, although, the thick-lenses of his glasses magnified his brown eyes two-fold, making him look quite a bit younger. His blonde hair was so pale it was almost white, and was done up in the normal Padawan-learner haircut. Anakin didn’t know the kid very well, but he did know he was quite a fair pilot and Anakin had actually been his co-pilot in the flight simulator. “Hello, Ty. What’s her name?” Typo slapped the ship’s hull lovingly. “Her name’s The Outlast.” “Wow. She’s fantastic.” “Isn’t she? My Master said he might let me fly ‘er.” “Emphasis on the ‘might’. Hello, young Skywalker. The name’s Claws, proud Master of young Typo here.” A tall, dark-skinned man came up behind Anakin. Anakin shook his hand. “Hello, sir. How did you know my name?” “Everyone knows your name, Anakin Skywalker. Especially us pilot-wannabes. You’re an inspiration to us all.” Anakin’s eyebrows rose. “Me? An inspiration?” “Of course! You’re only, what, fifteen-years old? And you’ve already beaten all of the flight sim records by—well, I don’t even want to think about how much you beat ‘em by. It’s amazing. Your master ought to be mighty proud of you.” “I am.” Obi-Wan ducked under an engine zephyr, and held out his hand to Claws. “Hello. Obi-Wan Kenobi.” “Why, hello Master Kenobi. It’s an honor to meet you. My name’s Claws.” “Hello Master Claws. I’m sure I feel the same.” “You all ready to go?” “As ready as we’ll ever be.” -----signature----- Proud to be ZaraValinor's Padawan Delighted to be brodiew's Master
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mavjade Title: Fan Fiction Manager Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 2/1/06 8:51pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 2'nd post up: 2/01/06 w/ author replies
	Awww Yay! better to be late than not to be there at all. I doubt the council agrees! When he did something “right”. Ferus would do something “right”, and he would get ‘special recognition’. But is anybody gonna remember Ferus in the future??? Maybe that was why Obi-Wan was always so disappointed in him. Maybe that was what made him such a shoddy Jedi. ....I think Anakin needs a hug! “It stands for Great-freakin’-Ship!” I love it! “Everyone knows your name, Anakin Skywalker. Especially us pilot-wannabes. You’re an inspiration to us all.” Anakin’s eyebrows rose. “Me? An inspiration?” That's what happens when you are the best pilot in the galaxy! Your master ought to be mighty proud of you.” “I am.” Awww, see Anakin he is proud of you! Wonderful chapter, Meredith! I can't wait for more! Thanks for the PM! -----signature----- Parent: I need a snot sucker! My coworker: Does she mean a bulb syringe or a Respiratory Therapist?? NaNoWriMo '09: Unto Itself, A Higher Law: 10,307 words so far
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JediFalcon Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 2/1/06 9:47pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 2'nd post up: 2/01/06 w/ author replies
	See Anakin Obi Wan is proud of you, you just gotta see it more often to believe it more -----signature----- Rogue Three in FFC Rogue Wing, Ward rm #306 Council Member of the Lightside Master to Stridarious Crimson makes my heart go Master of BYS AHBY The Impeccably Patient Drugged-Out Lunatic of the Skies I wonder whats my purpose in life
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jaina_clan_solo Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 2/2/06 5:59am Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 2'nd post up: 2/01/06 w/ author replies
	Nice update Meredith! I like how Anakin's mood was immediately improved when he saw the GFS! The interactions on this mission are going to be interesting... and just wait until they time travel. just thinking about it! Thank you for the PM, i would love to keep getting them jcs -----signature----- Proud Padawan of BigFatty! Leading Blade http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/25450817/p1 NEW! Moments in Time http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/25790697/p1/?2
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SWpants666 Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 2/2/06 9:18am Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 2'nd post up: 2/01/06 w/ author replies
	“A good thing? It’s a fantastic thing! Do you know what GFS stands for?” “I’m afraid I don’t.” “It stands for Great-freakin’-Ship!” haha, that's great. Reminds me of the Mace Windu/Sam Jackson "BMF" Anakin beat all the sim records...no surprise there This is great, can't wait for the next part -----signature----- ~MTFBWY~ **Holder of the Straw of Disaster** All I want is to be in the light
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Ben_Watson Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 2/2/06 11:22am Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 2'nd post up: 2/01/06 w/ author replies
	Your joking right...? That was a nice touch. That was funny, can't wait for the rest. -----signature----- It's never about making what the people like. It's about making what the people love. - Joss Whedon "Some people are just more comfortable in Hell..." Tony Almeida
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Meredith_Kenobi Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/5/06 5:37pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 2'nd post up: 2/01/06 w/ author replies
	I aplogize about it taking me so long to update. See, my Mum is setting up a website for our business, and well, let's just say the computer is occupied 100% of the time. Author replies: mavjade: Thank you for the fantastic review, mavjade! Here's a complimentary rose JediFalcon: lol yeah. I'll try to post more soon. Thanks for reading! jaina_clan_solo: Thank you a thousand times over SWpants66: So glad you liked it. I thank you for taking the time to read my story! Here's a cup of coffee to keep you going Ben_Watson: Yeah, wasn't it? I'll post more as soon as I can. Whenever that may be. It's crazy around here. Cheers! -----signature----- Proud to be ZaraValinor's Padawan Delighted to be brodiew's Master
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Meredith_Kenobi Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/9/06 6:32pm Subject: RE: -Intervals of Time- a time travel fic - 2'nd post up: 2/01/06 Author Replies up: 2/05/06
	UPDATE: “Someone veto the power booster. We don’t want to overload the hyperdrive just as we’re about to come out of hyperspace.” Claws ordered from the pilot seat. “I got it.” Anakin un-strapped, and left his seat. He pulled the power booster’s red-tipped lever all the way down, filling the Outlast’s cockpit with a declining, power-down sound. “Everyone strap in, we’re about—” Claws was stopped mid-sentence as he was suddenly jerked backwards into his seat. The entire ship began rocking back and forth, as if it was being forcefully pulled forwards by something very large. It felt almost like they were being pulled in by a humongous tractor beam. Anakin, the only one not strapped in, was flung around. He was tossed to the back of the ship, only to land directly in Obi-Wan’s lap. “Sorry Master.” Anakin gasped. “You should be.” Obi-Wan had to hold onto Anakin so he wouldn’t keep flying around. They began to have a very strange sensation. It was if all logic was flipped upside down. Literally. It felt as if their gravitational poles had been completely flipped. Anakin had an overwhelming like he was upside down, as if his feet should be pointing towards the ceiling instead of his head. He felt as if he were being pulled apart, stretched. He felt that if it went on for much longer he would be pulled in two. Or at least be made a few inches taller. Anakin pulled into himself, gathering all of his strength. He didn’t know what exactly was happening, he just knew it was very bad. Without any intervention they would be killed, pulled in two by the flipped gravity. With one mighty expansion of his powers, Anakin covered all of the Jedi in an invisible protective shield. He didn’t know how exactly if it would help, but it was worth a try. The tugging seemed to lessen some. Not all of the way, but just enough to keep him from being pulled into two gory pieces. Their unexpectedly bizarre and jarring ride didn’t last long. With what felt like one last mighty tug it was over. Their ship was deposited by the strange force out of hyperspace. There was now a large yellowish-brown planet glowing quietly in the viewport. Anakin got off of Obi-Wan’s lap. “That was…strange.” Claws looked not only physically shaken, but mentally too. “That was more than strange. That was downright unnatural. What the kriff was that?” “Did we hit something?” Ferus asked. “No way. The scopes were completely negative. The only thing remotely near to us was a star which was three-thousand light-years away.” Claws insisted. He began fiddling with buttons on the control board. “Did I do something wrong?” Typo joined his master at the controls, scanning them. “Did you recalibrate the input servoscope?” “Yes. Twice.” Anakin joined them, pointing out a flashing light. “What about the flight reactor? Did you time it?” “Absolutely. I put in exactly 3.549 cubit seconds.” Siri rolled her eyes. “Boys and their toys. Technology completely diminishes their whole sense of the paranormal.” She raised her voice so all could hear her. “Maybe it had absolutely nothing to do with technology.” Anakin frowned. “What do you mean?” “Maybe this was more than just a ship malfunction. Maybe this was more…mystical, then technical.” “Meaning?” “Meaning maybe it’s the will of the Force that we go to that planet instead of the planet our mission was leading us to.” Siri pointed out the viewport to the sparkling yellow planet. Anakin stared at the planet. “That’s Zonoma Sekot. I would recognize it anywhere.” Obi-Wan gave him an odd look. “That’s not Zonoma Sekot. Zonoma looks green. Prosperous. Alive. That planet looks...” “Dead.” Anakin studied the planet, biting his lower lip. “But I know that’s Zonoma…I can hear it.” Ferus raised an eyebrow. “What the heck is that supposed to mean?” Anakin looked at him. “Sekot is a living planet. I’ve been there before.” He stared back out the viewport. “Sekot is my friend. She’s speaking to me.” He looked back to Obi-Wan. “She’s sick. She’s in trouble. This is the place we were supposed to be going to all along.” Claws shook his head. “No. That’s not possible. I followed the correct coordinates, following the direction the distress message came from. We’re still light-years away from where we’re supposed to be. That…thing that happened to us must’ve blown us off-course or something. By all reason, that planet shouldn’t even be there. Like I said before, the only thing remotely near to us was that star. I was just about to come out of hyperspace to check out coordinates and make another jump. Hang on. Let me check the—” Everyone waited for him to continue, but he didn’t. “The what?” Claws looked up, his face unusually pale. “The-the scopes. This isn’t possible.” “What?” He pointed to a screen. “This is going to sound crazy, but the planet must’ve moved or something! We’re exactly where we’re supposed to be.” Anakin glanced at Claws, than looked back at Zonoma Sekot. “It didn’t have to move. We did.” He whispered to himself. “Pardon?” “Turn the ship around. I have to see something.” Claws frowned. “What? Why?” “Just do it!” “Anakin!” Obi-Wan barked. “Treat your elders with respect.” “Sorry, Master.” Anakin lowered his eyes. “You don’t have to don’t apologize to me.” “Yes, Master.” Anakin tried desperately to ignore the smug look he was getting from Ferus. Perfect Ferus… Anakin looked to Claws. “I’m sorry, Master Claws. I meant no disrespect. I got…over-excited.” “That’s okay, mate. No harm done.” Claws gave Anakin a friendly pat on the shoulder, and then grasped the steering controls. “Turning this hunk of metal around.” He calculated some adjustments on the navicomp, and then executed an about-face loop. When the maneuver was finished, they were completely turned around facing— “Shavit! What the kriffing Sith is that?” Claws yelped. “It’s a black hole.” Typo whispered. Ferus shook his head. “That’s not a black hole. Obviously, as their names imply, black holes are black. That thing is…is white.” “No, it’s not white, it’s all colors.” Anakin corrected. Ferus rolled his eyes. “What do you think white is, genius?” Siri held up a hand. “Boys, please! Don’t start.” She turned her attention back to the bizarre object before them. “What is that?” She whispered. Claws held up a finger as if just realizing something. “I know what that is. That’s a white hole.” Obi-Wan frowned. “That’s not possible.” “That’s what I thought too, but…there it is! They’re a legend among space pilots. But I thought that was just what they were. A legend. This thing…it’s real.” Typo looked up at his master. “What is a white hole, Master?” “It’s the other end of a black hole. You know how black holes pull in everything, including light? Well, this is its end. It’s other opening. That’s why it looks white—all of the colors of light the black hole pulled in are mixed together. This is the end where everything the black hole pulls in, is ejected. Light, gases…matter. Black holes absorb everything, including light—that’s why they’re black. A white hole releases that light. This is…this is amazing!” Obi-Wan shook his head. “That is not exactly the word I would use for this.” “Um, Master Claws?” “Yes, Anakin?” “Are you proposing that we just went through a black hole?” “Yes, I suppose that is what I’m saying. Though how we survived it, I’ll never know. Logically it should have killed us.” “And aren’t white holes also known as wormholes?” “That’s correct.” “And aren’t wormholes also thought to have the ability to commence…time travel?” Claws looked at Anakin. “Yes.” He said slowly. Anakin’s eyes grew as shadowy as his thoughts. He turned his head to look back out the viewport, staring at the white hole. It was enormous—a million times larger than the size of an average sun. It made Anakin feel remarkably insignificant and small. It was a vast swirling mass of white light, colorful gases, and even space rocks. It was a haunting, beautiful thing. Anakin didn’t want to look away, but he forced himself to, looking at Obi-Wan. “I’ve got a very bad feeling about this.” Did ya' like it? I'll update much sooner next time, I promise. It's just been pretty crazy 'round here, and I haven't had much time to write. I've got the next part written up though so I'll post it in a day or two. -----signature----- Proud to be ZaraValinor's Padawan Delighted to be brodiew's Master
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