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Koori Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 10:26am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	Oh, wow, VL that was hysterical. It sould be expanded upon. -----signature----- It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets. - Voltaire http://s9.invisionfree.com/Jello_Anarchy/ Of Sun and Moon - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20490078/?1
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 8/10/05 8:10am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	No more entries for the ghostie challenge? Please? -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. Army Mom! HOOAH! Adopt a soldier: http://soldiersangels.org/
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rhonderoo Title: Former Head Admin Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 8/10/05 8:41am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	Ooh. I gotta go write something on this! -----signature----- DT421
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Shadowolf Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 8/10/05 8:51am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	Somehow I managed to not realize there was a challenge going on. (Yeah, can be a bit slow) but VaderLVR this was halarious! After all this time and they're still bickering like siblings, HA! -----signature----- Love is more than a candle. Love can ignite the stars. - Matthew Stover Happy to be Layren's Padawan! From My Point of View http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=21027412 updated 12/23 - finally! Happy Holidays one and all!
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Anakins_Force Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 8/11/05 8:18am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!! - Date Edited: 8/12/05 11:54pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Anakins_Force
	Title: Fear Not Death Author: Anakins_Force Timeframe: Seven years post-ROTJ Characters: Anakin/Padme afterlife Notes: Response to August "Anakin's Ghost" Challenge on the Anakin/Vader character thread Disclaimer: This is for fun only and not monetary gain. Fear Not Death Fear not death, for the sooner we die the longer we shall be immortal. -Benjamin Franklin As she walked up from the gardens, she saw him standing on the veranda, staring straight ahead. His eyes were half closed and he had a slight smile on his face. When his slight smile grew into a full grin she knew what he was doing. Padme put her hand on his back. “Anakin, who are you watching?” Padme could look in on her children and grandchildren living their lives, but it took a great effort. She certainly couldn’t watch them and carry on a conversation at the same time. Even though she had been here much longer than Anakin, his extraordinary extrasensory ability allowed him to flourish. He turned toward her, still smiling, “whom do you think?” “Hmm, you look amused so it must be little Anakin.” He laughed and nodded his head. “You know me so well.” “I didn’t mean to interrupt—I hope I didn’t break your connection.” “I think it takes a little more than a few questions to break my connection.” She squeezed his arm. “Don’t be sarcastic with me, Mr. Skywalker.” “I’m sorry, M’Lady, my humble apologies. Anyway, I’m finished. I was just checking on him.” “And?” “He’s safe. For now.” Anakin walked over toward the chairs that faced the lake and sat down. The smile left his face. He sighed, closing his eyes. Padme walked behind him and put her hands on his shoulders. He looked up and stared out at the lake. He had created their home himself, a replica of Varykino, as a gift for Padme and neither of them ever tired of looking at the calm lake against the backdrop of the blue and purple mountains. “I could stare at them all day, every day. Do you remember when you said that to me?” “I remember every word we ever said to each other, Anakin. But you’re changing the subject again--what’s wrong?” “Nothing, sweetheart. I’m just relieved the grandkids are okay.” “Anakin—you know better than to lie to me. What is it?” “I don’t want to upset you as well.” “Come on, tell me.” “You know how we can use the archive records to find out when someone will die?” “Yes. Keep going.” “Do you remember when I told you that the Imperials wanted to kidnap little Anakin? And there was a Mon Calamarian, Terpfen, who was able to gain access to the location where Anakin was hidden?” “How could I forget?” She had been horrified that once again her daughter had to deal with enemies plotting to take her children. The attempts to steal the children had begun when Leia was still pregnant with the twins. “When I saw that Terpfen had betrayed Leia, I started watching him. I saw a coded message that Terpfen sent to the Imperials, but I didn’t understand the lexicon. I doubted they planned to kill Anakin, but I couldn’t be sure. I couldn’t stand the thought of waiting around to see if he would live so I visited the archives.” “But everything is fine now. Didn’t you tell me that Terpfen stopped the kidnapping by confessing his involvement to Leia?” Anakin gritted his teeth. “Yes, he did. But if I were still alive—Terpfen wouldn’t have to worry about facing Leia now that Anakin is safe—he wouldn’t live that long.” “Now Anakin, it wasn’t his fault. Didn’t you tell me that the Imperials incorporated their own organic parts into his brain that gave him no choice but to serve them? He couldn’t control it.” “I’d like to disincorporate his brain.” Feeling Padme’s hands tense against his shoulders, Anakin raised his hands in surrender. “I know, you’re right. I can forgive him. After all, where would I be if people weren’t so willing to forgive?” He was silent for a few minutes while she rubbed his shoulders. He stood up suddenly. “Damn Palpatine to the pits of hell.” “I think he’s already there, Ani." “I can only hope.” “Weren’t we just talking about forgiveness, Anakin?” He sighed again. “I thought I had forgiven Palpatine. I worked hard after I got here to let go of all my anger toward him. And it worked—until those left-over Imperials started targeting my grandchildren.” You know what those Imperials said, Padme? They said, “this boy is the grandson of Darth Vader.” That’s why they want him—to be Palpatine’s successor. It’s my fault that Leia and her family are going through this.” “Maybe. But maybe not. Little Anakin would still be your grandson even if you had never joined Palpatine—he’d still be the descendant of the most gifted Jedi the galaxy has known.” Padme was determined to lighten the mood. “Now that we’ve solved that, tell me about the archives.” “You think I’m gifted?” Anakin raised his eyebrows at her. “You know I do, Master Jedi—in more ways than one. Quit trying to distract me—I want to know about the archives.” “I visited the archives to see if Anakin would survive.” “You’ve already said that--you saw that he did survive, right? You just said he was fine.” Anakin took a deep breath. “Little Anakin is going to die when he’s sixteen.” Instead of showing the distress that Anakin expected, Padme’s face brightened at the news. “I can’t wait to meet him! Anakin pulled her close. “That was my first thought too. Since we’ve missed out our children’s lives I thought we could make up for lost time once Anakin arrives. But then I looked at Leia and Han’s records, and they outlive little Anakin for some years.” Her smile faded. “Oh, I see.” “They’ll be devastated.” Losing his mother crushed Anakin, and losing Padme had destroyed most of what was left of his soul. He trembled to think of the heartache Leia would suffer at losing her child. “But we know that it will work out in the end.” “I know, but I feel helpless. It’s so hard when you’re alive. I had no idea that something like this was waiting for me—and on you and my mother. If I had known—my life would have been a lot easier. Anakin will find joy in his existence after life, but Leia won’t know. She’ll grieve every day.” Padme looked at him sharply. “You remember what you promised Obi-Wan years ago?” “What?” “You promised that you wouldn’t interfere with our grandchildren’s deaths.” “I’m going to keep my promise. I don’t intent to interfere. I’m just sad for Leia. And for Han, Jacen, and Jaina. And Luke.” “I’m sad for them as well. But we can look forward to him being here. Imagine finally knowing our grandchild!” Anakin smiled and the worry left his face. “I can’t wait—maybe he’ll want to be a Jedi here too. And I know Luke will—one day we’ll all be together.” Anakin’s eyes shone at the thought working with his son and grandson. He didn’t care how sappy he sounded. There had been far too little sap in his life. Padme reached up and traced his lips with her fingers. “You know what I love?” “What?” “Seeing you smile.” “Really?” “Yes. I love seeing you smile, seeing the light in your eyes, and hearing you laugh.” She could stare at Anakin’s smile for eternity—and that’s exactly what she planned to do, having been deprived of his smile for over two decades. Their married life had been so complicated--they had barely found each other when his mother was killed. The war began—it cast a dark cloud over their lives, creeping into every moment they spent together. The fact that they never had enough happiness when they were alive made Padme cherish her time here with Anakin. Smiling, she pulled away from his embrace. “I better get busy.” “With what?” “Getting his room ready, of course!” “His room?” “Little Anakin’s room! I know he’ll want to stay with us. It will be much more comfortable than that Temple of yours.” “Don’t you think little Anakin should choose where he wants to live?” “Sure. But he’ll need a place to stay while he’s getting acquainted with the place—you stayed with Obi-Wan, remember? It will be perfect!” Anakin blinked, baffled at her enthusiasm. “I’ll redecorate a room for him—I’ll need your help on that, Anakin. I’m still not used to creating with my mind. You know, that’s really not fair—I’ve been here almost thirty years and you’ve been here seven and I still have trouble!” “Padme. Don’t you think all this is a little premature? Anakin is only one. We have fifteen more years to work on his room.” “Well, you do have a point. We’ll start next year.” Anakin rolled his eyes and muttered, “we’ll be cutting it close for sure if we wait that long.” Padme pretended not to hear the last comment. “Oh no, we can’t plan the room today. I just remembered--I promised Owen that you would help him and Cliegg work on the new house he’s building for your mother today. We better leave now.” “You do keep me busy, M'Lady.” Anakin’s smile grew wider as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Well we don’t want those skills of yours to go to waste, now do we? Someone’s got to keep you on your toes, and it might as well be me.” As they stepped off the veranda toward the garden, she flashed him a grin of her own and slipped her arm around his waist. -----signature----- Melissa Master to YellowDart The First Blush of Sin: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=23159489&brd=10476&replies=10
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Anakins_Force Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 8/11/05 8:24am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	VaderlVR--I just read your challenge--I was laughing out loud. I love the term 'brat' because that's what Anakin was so often. Cool way to use 'disincorporate'--that one was tough! Their bickering was very similar to the AOTC incident where Obi-Wan asks "what took you so long?" -----signature----- Melissa Master to YellowDart The First Blush of Sin: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=23159489&brd=10476&replies=10
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rhonderoo Title: Former Head Admin Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 8/11/05 8:31am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	K - yours was hysterical!!! I'm sure there's plenty of bickering when those three have to be together. A_F - I love it! I've always thought Anakin and Padme were up there waiting on Anakin Solo when he got there! I just wish their was some way they could let Leia and Han know that he is with them. -----signature----- DT421
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Queengodess Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 8/11/05 9:39am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	Together, together... They are together... -----signature----- Carpe Jugulum - sieze the throat! Proud member of the Wrenga Jixton Virtual Blondies Club! Små kanoner dödar bara lite. Sidious can have his soul, but the nipples of the Chosen One belongs to ME!
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agentj Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 8/13/05 10:34pm Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	I wrote this back in April for the Vader Without the Mask challenge, but I didn't post it. I started to post it, but I just didn't. I don't know why. It's not the current challenge, but can anyone ever get enough of Anakin or Vader? Hmm? TITLE: Become the Master AUTHOR: agentj STATUS: complete DATE: April 2005 CATEGORY: Challenge (Vader Without the Mask, May 2005), Poetry, POV (Darth Vader) CHARACTERS: Darth Vader TIMEFRAME: Saga: Inter-trilogy CONTENT WARNING: none SUMMARY: An unmasked Vader sees the truth in his destiny. DISCLAIMER: I willingly and willfully use characters and situations copyrighted by Twentieth Century Fox and Lucasfilm Ltd. without permission, and without monetary gain. Additional characters and situations are copyright 2005 Lisa D. Jenkins. Chosen One. Chosen for this moment, this knowledge, this power. Yes, I was chosen. I was chosen to live a life of suffering, to pass from the shackles and chains of one Master to another. Down this Dark Path I have chosen lies truth and destiny. It was my Jedi Master, the one I once thought of as a father, the one who became like a brother, who taught me a version of the Truth in which I now live. Through the Force, he said, all things are meant to be. There is no luck, no chance, no accidents. There is the Force. Born of the Force, borne out of slavery, lead to follow my fears, I see now how another Master's words were true. "Your focus defines your reality." Focused forever on my fear of losing my mother, my self, my wife, I gained my destiny. Would I have chosen another way were I to know its outcome? Would I have chosen to destroy the ones I love to possess what I so unwittingly strove to bind? Would I indeed. I stare back at my reflection in the cold, dark glass, the images of ships buzzing through the space outside nothing but insects to me now. Ghastly alien eyes gaze back at me. I will not hide my face behind a cowl; there will be no mask upon my face. Valiantly my visage will shine as a reminder to all those who followed my adventures, my heroic deeds. This is the image of their champion. This is the presence of their god. Chosen One. Yes, I was chosen. I was chosen to become the Master. -----signature----- I hear the other side can be quite alluring —Lili Haydn / http://www.fanfiction.net/~agentjedi
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 8/19/05 8:18pm Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	Great job, agent and Anakins_Force! -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. Army Mom! HOOAH! Adopt a soldier: http://soldiersangels.org/
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Kele-en Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/5/05 4:39pm Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - Response to September challenge - Date Edited: 1/9/07 8:34pm (17 edits total) Edited By: Kele-en
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wendynat Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/5/05 6:51pm Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	agent_j - Great answer to that challenge! I really enjoyed it, particularly the structure you used. It made it all the more powerful. "Chosen One. Yes, I was chosen. I was chosen to become the Master. " Brilliant . Kele-en - Very nice! I thought there was a great subtle chemistry between Qui-Gon and Shmi, too. I really loved this: "… Cliegg loves me -- a quiet, solid love, not the raging torrent I’d have from a man of our people." -----signature----- Severing the Past (WIP, OCs): http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=20380216 The Dutiful Wife (WIP, OCs): http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/21549940/?0 Other stories listed on my userpage!
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Nightflower Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 11/24/05 9:27pm Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	Hello - I wrote this story for the August "Ani's Ghost" challenge, but it was posted in its own thread on the Beyond the Saga board. If you've read this before, sorry for the dual posting. ("Yeah, right...so, why'dja do it, huh?) A story for the November Challenge follows this one, so please be patient with me! Thanks! - Nightflower Title: Details, Details Author: Nightflower Timeframe: Post-ROTJ Characters: Anakin, Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon, Yoda, Luke, Han, Leia, Chewie, Artoo, Threepio Genre: Comedy Summary: When it comes to setting up a new government, the devil is truly in the details! Notes: For the "Anakin's Ghost" challenge in the Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges The Rules: Anakin's Ghost. That's right. Anakin in the afterlife: Must be between 1000 and 2500 words. Must contain humor. Must contain the words: disincorporate extrasensory lexicon sappy sarcastic * Details, Details * "Anakin, you do realize we cannot solve all of Luke's problems for him," Obi-Wan said as he paced the floor of his adobe hut on Tatooine. It was not the actual location, but a facsimile fashioned with the Force from his memory. He'd grown accustomed to the tiny dwelling during his exile in life, and found it a favorable environment for meditation, as well as for teaching remedial lessons to his old padawan. "The Ssi-ruvi invasion of Bakura was important enough to merit our involvement. But the matter you are describing does not seem that critical." "Master, the Alliance may have broken the back of the Empire, but there is a strong remnant of the Imperial fleet that still exists. If the Alliance is to establish their authority to create a new Republic, the transition of power must be as smooth as possible." It felt strange to Anakin, talking again with his old mentor about the inner workings of politics. The more things change... he thought to himself. "Why do you think their authority will not be accepted now?" Obi-Wan asked, seating himself in a chair beside a small white table. "You saw the celebrations on Coruscant. The people have been starved for freedom. Why would they refuse the new government?" Anakin sat on the bench at the other side of the table, so as not to talk down to Obi-Wan. "With respect, Master, it is not the people who have continued to administer government functions, even with the vacuum of power. The Alliance is fortunate that the bureaucracy has decided not to disincorporate public services during the transition." "Well, if they care so much about maintaining the structure of the system, no matter who is in charge, why is it such a concern?" Anakin told him. Obi-Wan pulled on his beard for a few moments. "Very well," he said at last, "you may visit him." *** The Coruscant apartment for the House of Organa had been sealed since the Battle of Yavin. There was still dust in the air as cleaning droids whisked away dropcloths from the elaborate Alderaan furniture and artwork. Windows slid open to allow the breeze created by the rushing aerial traffic to blow through the rooms and corridors, infusing them with life. Luke Skywalker felt uneasy as he stood on the balcony of Leia's old suite. His first visit to Coruscant had been filled with apprehension. To his left, he could see the mushroom dome of the Imperial Senate. Just beyond that was the Imperial Palace, still pulsing with residual dark energy. To his right, he could see the charred remains of the old Jedi Temple, which served as a terrible reminder of what became of those who opposed the Emperor. Suddenly, he'd never felt more like a farmboy. "This is your first visit to Coruscant, my son?" Luke nearly jumped as he whirled around. He'd been so wrapped up in his uneasiness that he had ignored his own extrasensory signals. "Father!" Luke wasn't sure he would ever be used to seeing his father at an age equal to his own. But it was still a welcome sight. "What are you doing here?" "I must speak to you of a matter of great importance, Luke," the youthful specter said. "Where is your sister?" "She is at Administration Hall with Mon Mothma. They're working to establish the governing authority of the Alliance." Anakin put a hand to his forehead. "Sithspit! I am too late!" "Too late for what, Father?" Luke was suddenly concerned. What would make his father curse like that? "Tell me." Anakin recovered himself. "Luke...the establishment of the Alliance's authority at Administration Hall will not be smooth. The Director of Adminstration will only accept authority instituted by legal precedent." Luke was confused. "But Father, wouldn't the revolution render those precedents null and void?" "In the minds of most, it would. However, the Emperor entrusted the administration of Imperial rule to the Ay'toozie. They are efficient, detail-minded, and the most excruciatingly frustrating bureaucratic fatheads you will find in any galaxy." "Leia told us the construction of the new Republic would be a difficult task." Luke gazed over the Coruscant skyline, his eyes resting on the sheer walls and sharp angles of Administration Hall - the most boring building on the planet. "You do not understand, my son," Anakin insisted as he stepped closer. "As a legal formality, the Emperor had dictated an order of succession in the event of his death. When I learned of this order, I had-" "Master Luke!" called an anxious, alarmed voice. "Oh, thank goodness you're here!" See-Threepio raced onto the balcony - and plowed right through Anakin. Luke winced as he watched his father recover from the oblivious droid's assault. "What's wrong, Threepio?" he asked, acting as if his expression was due to a sore ankle. "Artoo-Detoo is behaving in an exceptionally uncooperative manner!" Threepio declared. "Mistress Leia requested that I be the one to catalog the legislative records of the House of Organa. But this demented can of faulty wires is insisting that he should be the one to perform the retrieval, when it is clearly obvious that I am the most qualified!" "Kerplat-er-erk-daWEEEcheeecherchow!" came the loud response from Artoo, rolling in behind Threepio. "No, you do NOT know more about the Royal House than I do!" the golden droid countered. "Foi, Foi, whee-diddle-plat-derdle-beep-bap-bop!" "Don't you take that sarcastic tone with me!" "LISTEN," Luke said very firmly. "Threepio, catalog the records, and let Artoo review them afterward." "But sir..." "DO it." Finally Threepio deferred to his master. "Of course, sir." The two droids left the balcony to return to their task. Luke let out a sigh. "Sorry, Father. Our droids can be a little..." "No explanation is necessary, Luke." Anakin waved off the incident. Those two haven't changed one bit, he thought. "As I was saying, when I discovered the order of succession, I filed my own dec..." "Hey, Luke!" a loud, brash voice bellowed from inside. "You seen Leia?" "She's not here, Han," Luke answered, slightly exasperated. "She's at Administration Hall with Mon Mothma." "Figures," said the rogue space pirate, joining Luke on the balcony. Luke saw Anakin quickly take two steps backward to avoid being passed through again. Han saw Luke's glance, and turned around. "What're you looking at?" "Nothing." "Oh." Han leaned on the balcony railing. "Well, that's just like your sister, commit to a lunch date and then blow it off to go govern the Universe." "I'm sorry, Han. But she did warn you this would happen." Luke tried to sneak a look at his father. Anakin was intently studying Han as if he were Leia's high school prom date who'd arrived in a shiny hot-rod sport speeder. "It's probably 'cause I didn't go all sappy on her," said Han. "I mean, I love Leia, but I'm not gonna follow her around like a puppy all the time. I got stuff to do too, ya know." Luke put a hand on Han's shoulder. "I'm sure she wouldn't have it any other way, Han. But the Alliance does have to establish its authority." Han pushed himself away from the balcony railing with a sigh. "Yeah, you're right. Guess I'll go back in and watch the smashball game 'til she gets back." Han exited the balcony, and Anakin stepped forward again. "And this is the man who will be the father of my grandchildren?" "Han is a good man, Father. I trust him with my life and I could not be happier for Leia." Anakin finally nodded. "I am certain he is as you say, son. Now, when I filed my own declaration, I specified that..." "Rrrraaawrrrgggh!" Now Chewbacca stood on the threshold of the balcony. Luke saw Anakin clench his teeth. Chewbacca turned to look in the ghost's direction, as if he could sense something... "Han's in the living room, watching the game," said Luke, very deliberately. "Arroooo!" Chewie replied. He turned and headed down the hallway. "Do not become angry, do not become angry, do not become angry," Anakin chanted to himself. "I am at peace. I am at peace. One...two...three...four..." When he finished the count to ten, he let out a sigh. "Did you really just count to ten?" Luke was incredulous. "Sometimes the simplest methods work best, Luke." "Ben told me the same thing," Luke agreed. "Now, what happened when you filed your declaration?" "I'd specified that when I was Emperor, if anything should happen..." "LUKE!!" An angry female voice echoed through the whole apartment. "Where are you?" "Leia!" Luke declared. "She's returned!" Anakin vanished immediately. "Father! Come back!" Your sister told me to leave her alone, he said to Luke. I intend to honor her wishes. "But you haven't told me..." I am still here, son. I can wait a while longer. "Han! Where's Luke?" Leia demanded from the living room. "Easy, sister! He's on the balcony. What's the problem?" Leia didn't answer - she just stormed from the living room onto the balcony, where Luke tried to act normal. "Leia! What's wrong?" "You knew about this, didn't you?" "Knew about what?" Luke was perplexed. "The declaration of the Order of Succession. You knew about it. He told you, didn't he?" Luke knew full well to whom she was referring. "Leia, Father hasn't told me anything about this Order of Succession, whatever it is." She didn't look convinced, but he couldn't help that. "What is it, anyway?" "The Emperor had specified in his order that if he were to die, Vader would become Emperor. In turn, Vader had filed his OWN declaration, stating that once he was Emperor, if HE were to die, the Empire would go to YOU!" She whapped a datapad filled with the information onto Luke's chest. "So NOW, because of the convoluted lexicon used in the declarations, the Director of Administration will not answer to anyone but Luke Skywalker. Congratulations, Brother, apparently you're the new Emperor." As Luke stared in disbelief at the datapad, Leia blasted from the balcony. "Leia," he called after her, "It's not my fault!" When the long moment of silence indicated she was not returning, Anakin became visible again. Once more his hand was to his forehead. "I was certain that you would join me," he offered in explanation. Luke just stared at his father's apparition for a few moments, then shook his head and turned to leave the balcony. "I'd better get down to Administration Hall," he said, "and straighten out this mess." He crossed the threshold back into the apartment, and disappeared. *** The spirits of Obi-Wan, Yoda and Qui-Gon saw Anakin reappear and stride quickly by them. "Anakin!" Obi-Wan called to him. "How was your visit?" "An unmitigated disaster!" Anakin grumbled. "My son is upset with me, my daughter is upset with him, and I could not even impart the information to Luke in time to avert this quandary." Now he sat on a just-formed Force-chair, sulking like a five-year-old. "You were right, Master. I should have stayed here. I don't know how I thought I would be helping the situation." Obi-Wan smiled as he stood next to Anakin and rested a hand on his back. "You're a concerned parent who loves his children and wants to help them succeed," he said. "But you must realize that Luke and Leia are adults. They can take care of themselves, and the galaxy." "Of course, Master," Anakin nodded. "They have certainly faced greater challenges than this." "That they have. Now, are you ready for your meditation lesson?" "Yes, Master." Anakin stood to follow Obi-Wan back to the adobe hut. "You would think, however, that Luke would see I only wanted the best for him. Children these days, I don't understand what is wrong with them..." THE END -----signature----- The Anakin Afterlife Saga - Identity of Love, Penance, Shadows of Fear (Links listed in profile!) I Want Sparkly Ghost Padmé! - "Equations are the Devil's Sentences." - Stephen Colbert
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Nightflower Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 11/24/05 9:33pm Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!!
	And here's the story for the November Challenge... Title: Homecoming Author(s): Nightflower Timeframe: Clone Wars Characters: Anakin, Obi-Wan, Artoo-Detoo Genre: Action/comedy/drama Keywords: Artoo, Artoo-Detoo, R2, R2-D2, Anakin, Obi-Wan, Clone Wars, battledroids Summary: Anakin, Obi-Wan and Artoo attempt to stop the Trade Federation from taking over the Industrial Automaton droid factory. Notes: This story is in response to the "November Anakin/Vader Challenge." The rules are as follows: No Loose Wires - The Clone Wars Adventures of Anakin and Artoo Write a story detailing the events behind poor Artoo's loose wire joke... Must be under 1500 words. Must contain these words: Shrubbery Token Wry Defenstrate Hullabaloo Author's Note: I believe "defenstrate" is actually spelled "defenestrate"...but if not, well, I'm posting it anyway... Hope you like it! - Nightflower * HOMECOMING * The stars pulled back into singularities as two Jedi Starfighters emerged from hyperspace. The planet Tunuva filled their viewports, a heavily industrialized world. From the yellow fighter's port side, a soft "hoooh" emitted from its blue astromech. "Don't worry, Artoo," said the pilot, Anakin Skywalker. "We'll set things right." "I believe he's more worried about being seen in such a garish fighter," Obi-Wan Kenobi remarked with a wry smirk. "Yellow makes it go faster, Obi-Wan," Anakin quickly replied. "It's a scientific fact." The fighters disengaged from their rings. "Droid control ship, fifteen degrees," Anakin noted. "Should we shoot it now, or wait 'til we go home?" "If we do our job right, we won't have to shoot it, remember?" Obi-Wan admonished him. "Of course, Master. My mistake," grinned Anakin. "Killjoy." "I heard that. Lock on to my trajectory to keep out of range of the scouts." Both fighters looped in an arc, allowing them to evade detection and enter Tunuva's atmosphere. "The Capital is three clicks ahead," said Obi-Wan. "Manosé said the factory was forty kilometers away. I will consult the database for the actual location." "You don't trust Master Treisal?" inquired Anakin. "I trust him implicitly," answered Obi-Wan. "but it has been many years since he was on Tunuva." Artoo swiveled his dome toward Obi-Wan, and let out a sharp "BLAT!" "I'm certain it is the truth, but I prefer my own confirmation, thank you," said Obi-Wan. "Arfour, try and calm him down, will you?" Arfour began beeping, only to be rebutted by a "BEEE-ee-er-paa-phhht-phhhbhht!" from his blue counterpart. "Artoo!" said Anakin sternly. "Be nice!" "Er-rrp," was the droid's only reply, as the fighters landed by the shrubbery surrounding Industrial Automaton - Artoo's home factory. *** Obi-Wan and Anakin crawled in a ventilation shaft, while Artoo-Detoo scooted down the corridor, blending in with the other astromechs. "Hold on, Artoo," whispered Obi-Wan, as his readout showed Artoo taking a sharp left. "Not so fast!" "It's because he tried to get an adult inducted into the Order, isn't it?" Anakin murmured. "What, Master Manosé? Are you still on about that?" "I read Denet Kurian's petitions," Anakin continued. "They were very compelling." "This has nothing to do with Manosé's connection to Kurian, nor with Kurian being Artoo's maker. We have a job to do." Obi-Wan studied Artoo's erratic path. "You would think Kurian would have engineered more logic into the R2 line." Immediately a loud, rude sound blasted from the positioner's tiny speaker. "He says he heard that," Anakin translated. "Artoo, we need an entry point where we won't be detected," Obi-Wan maintained. "Instead you're headed for...oh, dear." "This is where the fun begins," added Anakin. *** Artoo rolled past squadrons of battledroids fearlessly, filled with a purpose not even a memory wipe could deter. The Trade Federation tried to seize this factory before, fifteen years ago. If he had anything to beep about it, they would never succeed. He scooted to a power jack, pretending to fix it. Extending his grasping claw, the little droid pried open a panel, and withdrew a small token embedded between two boards. "Hey You!" said a captain battledroid. "You are performing unauthorized maintenance." Artoo hid the token and slammed the panel shut. "Whaadeepberp," he replied. "You're on report," the battledroid said. "Who is your supervisor?" Artoo let loose with a stream of chirps, describing the battledroid's haunches in a most unflattering manner. As the captain moved to smack him, Artoo zapped him with his welder. "OW!" the battledroid sounded in his pained monotone. Artoo was already getting away. "Blast him!" The captain and three troops fired several rounds at the astromech - and every blast landed squarely back on their chests and heads. As the captain's head bounced at their feet, Anakin and Obi-Wan extinguished their blades and turned to see Artoo rolling down the hall. "Artoo, STOP!" Anakin commanded. "What is the matter with you?" Artoo withdrew the token, and tossed it to Anakin. "What is that?" asked Obi-Wan as they scrutinized the small metal disk. "It looks like a religious medal...wait." Anakin looked closer. "There's a chip in here." "What sort of chip?" This was getting interesting. "Artoo, what sort of..." Artoo was gone. "Blast!" Obi-Wan swore. "Why do I spend so much time looking after your droid?" His positioner showed the stubborn can was headed west. "Artoo, do not go one foot further until you tell us what you're doing!" No response. "In the name of..." Obi-Wan then saw Anakin examining the walls, fifty feet down the hall. "Do I have to put a positioner on you too?" "I would guess when Kurian planted this token, there was a reader nearby," Anakin offered as explanation. "How do you know it was Kurian?" "His name is on the medal." Just then he saw a recess in the wall by a secured door. Anakin inserted the token. The chip activated instantly, displaying its code on the door panel readout. "We need to reach the transmitter," Obi-Wan realized. "This way." "Wait, Master. The transmitter is this way." "Anakin, I studied the schematics. The transmitter is at the east end." "The antenna's at the west end. I saw it!" "Anakin..." "DawEEEcheecherchow!" Artoo screeched from the transceiver. Anakin grinned. "He says go west." * Waves of battledroids poured into the transmitter chamber, quickly replacing fallen machines and filling the air with blaster fire. "I told you we should have gone east!" shouted Obi-Wan as he took down two super battledroids. "And where is that R2 unit of yours?" Anakin threw his sword, decapitating ten droids, and ducked as their blaster bolts sailed over his head to be deflected by Obi-Wan's backswing. "Artoo, whatever you're doing, it better be to help us!" yelled Anakin into the comlink as he called his saber back. * Up in the control room, Artoo searched desperately for a solution. Having failed to activate the transmitter remotely, he realized he'd led his masters into a deathtrap. However, now he was more concerned about the super battledroid chasing him, shooting everything in sight. He fired his rocket jets to make himself a faster target. The strategy worked - the battledroid's blasts at Artoo instead demolished ceiling panels, wiring, cables and support beams. Then the juice ran out of the jets. Artoo crashed on the floor, swiveling his dome just in time to see the battledroid take aim... ...and be crushed by a large power cell falling through the hole in the ceiling. The astromech righted himself and raced to the window. All the battledroids were converging on the Jedi - and now destroyers were moving in. Again he searched the room, seeing nothing but rubble, fire, and dangling cables. *** Amid the rain of energy bolts, a loud shatter and a screeching "Waaaiiiioooow!!" made everyone look up. They saw Artoo defenestrate the control room window by crashing through it. He let go of the cable he'd used to swing through the glass, and plummeted into a clump of destroyers. Four were knocked aside, taking another ten battledroids down with them. The path to the transmitter was clear. Anakin sprinted to the antenna base, pulled up the code, and slammed the transmission button. * Red warnings flashed on the controls of the Federation ship as all the droids fell to the floor. "What is happening?" shouted the commander as the emergency lights flickered on. "We've lost control!" panicked an ensign. "Something has deactivated the ship, and all the droids!" * Thirty seconds later, a second signal awakened the factory droids and equipment, while the battledroids remained deactivated. There was a buzz on Obi-Wan's comlink. "Yes, Cody," he answered. "How may we assist, General?" "I'm afraid you've missed the hullabaloo," said Obi-Wan, "but there is a Federation ship that would be grateful for your assistance." Anakin attended to Artoo, who had a nasty dent in his side. "No, you came in at just the right time," Anakin assured him. "But why did you act like you did?" Obi-Wan indicated the sparking cable hanging from the shattered window. "He must have had a loose wire," he quipped. *** Artoo placed the medal on a memorial plaque for Denet Kurian. "Hoooh, diwipwee feeeiw," he sounded mournfully. Anakin faced Obi-Wan. "He says he's sorry." "There was no harm done, Artoo," Obi-Wan replied. "Your maker gave his life defending this factory. He would be very proud of you today." Artoo faced them, and spoke in stringent beeps. "He says we don't understand," said Anakin. "Artoo and Manosé couldn't reach Denet in time..." Surprise crossed Anakin's face. "He was killed by a lightsaber." Artoo rolled up to Obi-Wan, gave two soft tweets, then turned to head back to the fighters. Obi-Wan nodded in understanding. "You're welcome, my little friend." *** fin -----signature----- The Anakin Afterlife Saga - Identity of Love, Penance, Shadows of Fear (Links listed in profile!) I Want Sparkly Ghost Padmé! - "Equations are the Devil's Sentences." - Stephen Colbert
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Anakins_Force Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 11/25/05 9:43am Subject: RE: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader Character Challenges - New Challenge Up!!! - Date Edited: 11/25/05 9:46am (1 edits total) Edited By: Anakins_Force
	Aww...how sweet Nightflower! I only got to read the Artoo fic, but he's such a helpful and sensitive little guy with his own personality. -----signature----- Melissa Master to YellowDart The First Blush of Sin: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=23159489&brd=10476&replies=10
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