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Persephone_Kore Title: TFN Fan Fiction Archive Editor Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 8/28/08 11:06am Subject: Lost Ones (RotS AU, Anakin, Dooku) Written for WWF Challenge #6 - Date Edited: 8/31/08 10:00pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Persephone_Kore
	Title: Lost Ones Characters/Pairings: Anakin, Dooku Era: Saga Summary: AU off RotS I am Count Dooku of Serenno. Darth Tyranus of the Sith -- or, perhaps not, all things considered. I was Jedi Master Dooku until thirteen years ago. I am beginning to worry about the impulse to remind myself of my own name, and I am not sure if I should be more concerned about the prospect of forgetting to. I am in a shuttle that was really meant for one person, and Skywalker is piloting it. I have no hands. I am not sure how this happened. Well, I remember the hands. Rather vividly, in fact. Skywalker may have moved too fast for me to block him, in that moment, but it's not as if I lost track of him entirely. I also remember my master telling him to kill me. I was surprised. I shouldn't have been surprised. A great many things became clear at that moment, things I had known and yet not assembled. Lines of thought that I should have followed through to their natural conclusion, hints I had ignored, all flowed together at once. It felt very much like taking pressure off a blood vessel and letting the limb wake up: coming back to life is painful. I suppose it's better when you are not about to die. I am Count Dooku of Serenno. Sith. Are you still a Sith if your master has repudiated you? I don't remember from the histories. Possibly no one survived it long enough to ask. Obviously there was no point in arguing with him. He was through with me. Skywalker was hesitating, the ethics they'd tried to teach him holding both our blades back for just a moment. "I shouldn't," he said. I could hear the recital going through his head -- oh, not his thoughts, I'd just heard it enough times myself. A Jedi should not kill an unarmed prisoner. Yes, I know, very funny. I was once a Jedi. I still had the Force. Both my master's will and Skywalker's were bent against me, and my wrists were distracting, but they could not keep it from me altogether. They would block any attack, even if I could focus enough for one. They would not expect this. I let go of the absurd shock of betrayal and the rather more legitimate fury as much as I could, although recent habit was not helping, and slapped as much healing energy as I could in Obi-Wan Kenobi's direction. "Obi-Wan," I said as he stirred, disoriented and bewildered but awake, or waking, "do you remember what I told you on Geonosis?" I am Count Dooku of Serenno. I was once a Jedi. "Kill him," my master snarled then, but Skywalker was distracted. Then there was some confusion. I might have been unconscious for part of it. The next thing that is not a jumble is finding myself here. Skywalker told me Kenobi had Palpatine, and then he took us into hyperspace. He did not set a course. He never calculated a path. I would like to think I simply missed it, but I know better; the awareness is in my bones and all around me. The Force is in hyperspace as well, though if life forms inhabit it more than transiently, they are hard for us to recognize. We are riding it now. Skywalker is riding it, not quite the dark side but nothing peaceful either. Some tumultuous current on the knife-edge between, a wave that crests races and does not break. To look at him feels like falling and being blinded by the sun, all at once, as if he is the gravity well of some sun that should long since have collapsed, a supernova forever on the verge of being a black hole, an impossible star dragging others in his wake like the tail of a comet. Is this what Qui-Gon saw in him? He hasn't closed the viewscreens. He is steering by the Force and staring out at the elongated streaks of stars and the nameless colors in the black between them. I see their afterimages when I close my eyes; I'm not sure if he has blinked. I have no idea where he's going, and I doubt he has anywhere in mind. If he started out with a destination in mind, or anything in mind other than to tear us both away from the worlds he knows, where he has learned (has he?) that his indulgent mentor was ruling both sides of the war, where he loves and rails and is traitor and betrayed, I think he forgot it some time ago. They say hyperspace will drive you mad, if you watch it too long. I feel it pulling at my vision, at my thoughts -- nothing malevolent, nothing with will, but shapes and colors and dimensions my senses do not know how to process. I can only see the shadows of them that my senses interpret; I perceive, vaguely, that there is more to them through the Force. Then again, that's true of normal space in some ways too. There is always more to a thing or creature's nature than we are equipped to understand. And then, some of us are equipped and given all the signs, and still do not understand. Hyperspace is doing something else to him. To Skywalker. I am Dooku. He isn't looking at it, after all, even if his eyes are on it. His mind is with the engines, with the hyperdrive, with the sensors -- with the mechanical things that propel us into and through hyperspace, that sense the paths and dangers. His thoughts are there as much as they are on what the Force is telling him directly. The despair is fading as he loses himself to machine and to a nature we were never meant for, and he blazes brighter, as if this is somehow where he belongs. Other longings flicker around the edges, but they cannot find the center, not yet. Not now. I don't know if they ever will. The dark side drew me along so, Sidious did, one goal replacing another, one method becoming an end. Did I belong to it, all along? Does he belong here? Is it the same? His eyes flicker away from the screen once, and he blinks, opens his mouth, then shakes his head and turns away from me again. I do not know if he will bring us back. We will die in here from lack of supplies eventually, but even then, perhaps his spirit will remain and drive the ship along its undescribed course, screaming away from the known galaxy until there are no more planets and suns to weave around. I do not know if he will leave hyperspace. If we will. I am not sure I care. I am... I was a Jedi, once. -----signature----- Protégé: Chosen: http://boards.theforce.net/f/b1/28612428 Protégé: Padawans: http://boards.theforce.net/f/b1/29531610 A Rose in the Ashes: http://boards.theforce.net/f/b1/29028814 Lost Ones: http://boards.theforce.net/f/b1/29061459
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92SE-R Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 8/28/08 12:06pm Subject: RE: Lost Ones (RotS AU, Anakin, Dooku) Written for WWF Challenge #6
	Very nice! awesome writing. The descriptions are so vivid. Quite a pleasure to read. -----signature----- Rise of the Empire http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28730322 To the Edge of Night http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29232522 Fires of Retribution http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/30256079
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Darth_Leia_6669 Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 8/28/08 2:36pm Subject: RE: Lost Ones (RotS AU, Anakin, Dooku) Written for WWF Challenge #6
	That was awesome! Ok, so words are failing me at the moment. Let me slap my brain back into action. smacks herself on one side of the head, then the other Ok, I think that did it. The descriptions were vividly rendered, as was the thoughts of Dooku. I liked the way he kept reminding himself that he had been a Jedi and of his true name. As you said, it was painful to wake back up, and you showed that wonderfully! I also enjoyed Dooku's wondering if Anakin would ever take them out of hyperspace and if not, would his spirit continue to guide them through it for eternity. That was some powerful imagery! Do you plan to continue this? I see many possibilities for this! --later-- 6669 -----signature----- SOTH: When Worlds Collide http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=28532068&brd=10476 Chapter 17 up 10-8!! Master to Lisbev! Vader for Prez in '08! Check my profile for more stories and art!
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KELIA Title: The Pretty in Pink Fan Fic Manager Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 8/29/08 4:07am Subject: RE: Lost Ones (RotS AU, Anakin, Dooku) Written for WWF Challenge #6
	I do not know if he will leave hyperspace. If we will. I am not sure I care. WOW That was a very poignant peek into Dooku's mind. I can't say I feel sorry for him, though. Great job on this -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 NaNaWriMo Progress: 32,105
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