Starlight II: Angels (Sequel to Starlight)

back to the front!

 

Long sigh. I do apologize for allowing
this to be banished to the depths of the
forum. I will have a new post within the
next few days, my life has been a bit crazy lately.

marie

 

to the top, from the last page,
we will wait for more.

 

any updates yet?

 

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Ok, you can all kick my online a$$ if
I DO NOT POST THE NEXT PART TONIGHT.
It's ready, but I have to be gone all day
and it must wait until tonight.

marie

 

Hey Marie. I'm just keeping this thread near the top.

I understand about the fun of moving in and getting settled.

Just didn't want you to have to search for this thread when you updated it.

 

Alrighty then, he we go...more story. I
apologize for keep you all in the dark
for so long....it's been tough on me to
keep things organized since the move.


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Two standard weeks passed before Anakin
was able to sit up and speak. Out loud,
that is. He'd been communicating with
Obi-Wan and Amidala without words for
quite a while now. Now, more than a month
later, he had vastly improved.

Much to the delight of the woman resting
against him underneath the cloud-spotted
Naboo sky. A lot could be said about the
experiences they shared, about the
challenges that they faced everyday. He
wouldn't take back even a day.

"I wouldn't either, love." Amidala
whispered, bringing his arms tighter around
her waist. Anakin was astounded at her
raw courage and strength; A lesser person
would have crumbled when faced with such
vile slime as Terral. Not his Queen; She
promptly pulled a fast one on everyone
and killed him with one stroke.

"You do realize that you've made me look
bad? Me, the brave Jedi, nearly getting
myself killed; While the one I'm rescuing
saves all our lives." He kissed her cheek,
taking in her sunlit smell.

A quiet giggle escaped. "We saved each
other, Ani. I would do it again in an
instant." He sighed, What a woman.
"My own personal bodyguard, what more
could a guy ask for?"

"Mmm, I'd be happy to do more than
guard your body. Perhaps when
you're fully healed-" She poked him
gently in the thigh, where a bandage still
remained. The last sign of Terral's
fury.

"Kick a guy when he's done, why don't you?"
He pouted, feverently wishing all parts of
his body were in perfect...working...
condition. He still had trouble walking,
and was banned from any real Jedi training
exercises. He wanted nothing more than
to take her into that big bed of hers and..

"You have such a dirty mind, Jedi boy. I
apprecitate it, but you are dirty."
She twisted in his embrace, leaning up
against his arms and kissing him fully.
He fell back into the grass, pulling her
along. They broke for air shortly after,
and stared up into the eyes of a very
amused Obi-Wan.

"I see you two are taking advantage of
the sun. I do not need to remind you that
public indecency is against Theed law."
His voice was so serious that, had they
not been so in tune with each other, Anakin
and Amidala would have had reason to take
him seriously. Anakin laughed, the sound
music to everyone's ears. "Yes, but not
when you're dating the lovely woman who
enforces said law."

Obi-Wan took a seat beside them, frowning
slightly. "I'm afraid that I am the bearer
of some bad news."

Both Anakin and Amidala sat up, cursing
whatever conspired to interfere this time.
That was, of course, until they found out
what it was. "Amidala, word has come from
a contact of yours that...your mother
is gravely ill. She has asked that you
join her as soon as possible."

Amidala looked striken. My mother?
"I...um, I don't know what to say. I
haven't seen or heard from my parents in
over ten years. They were present at my
coronation, but then..." They felt
that I didn't need them anymore.
It was silly, she knew, to try and keep
her thoughts from the two men around her.
They were one now, ever since forging that
bond that led them to her location.

Anakin placed a comforting hand on her
shoulder. "We will go with you, then. I
won't allow you to have to face this alone."
She wiped a tear from her eye and grabbed
a hand of each of theirs, forming a circle
between the three. "What would I do without
you?"

Anakin and Obi-Wan shared a glance. "You'll
never have to find out, Amidala. Never."
Anakin whispered, answering her rhetorical
question. She smiled and they turned their
brave faces up to the sun. There would be
plenty of time to enjoy the day...right
now, her mother needed her.

To be continued.

Marie

 

Yay! New story post!

Beautiful job as always, Marie.

 

An addition, and I've missed it by a week.

I should be flogged!

Nice job, as usual, Marie.

I like reading your fanfic.

 

I don't even *want* to remember what page I found this on.

This story *better* not be being abandoned, Marie... I've been reading it for too long!

 

Let's see how many stories we can convince Marie to work on at the same time.

 

Ack!! I know! I overdid myself and now I
get to pay for it!!! Ahhh!! eek.gif


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The combined group of Obi-Wan, Anakin and
Amidala arrived on the North side of Naboo
the next day. Amidala had been instantly
escorted by relatives to her mother's
bedside, while the Jedi simply waited.
Anakin was taken back at how simple and
pedestrian Amidala's home looked in
comparison to the Palace. Much the same
as Coruscant looks compared to Tatooine.

He took a seat near the window inside
Amidala's old room. It was decorated with
all the whimical flair of a ten-year old.
An old holo, nearly faded from existence
grabbed his attention. Surely she won't
mind, right? Before he talked himself
out of it, he activated it. The picture
was black at first, then filled with
the image of Amidala at her coronation.

She was stunning, even then. It was dated
at about 6 months before they first met,
before all was turned on its rear. The holo
changed then, to an image of the girl
he knew. Padmé Naberrie, Princess of
Theed. The caption read. She looked
all of twelve, he thought. With one last
look, he placed the holo back on the
dressing table.

Reaching out, he was beginning to feel
her sorrow. She was speaking with her
mother, and he knew better not to listen.
There were many others around her, most
talking quietly amongst themselves. Without
creating too much of a stir, he gently
reached out to her mind, sending her
reassurance. Be strong, you can do this.
.

He felt the warmth as she replied.
Ani, will you join us for a moment?
He was taken back at the desperation in
her voice, and quickly walked over. About
a dozen or so pairs of eyes focused on him
when he entered, and he searched for the
ones belonging to the one he loved. She
was crouched down beside her mother,
holding onto her frail hand. The family
resemblence was amazing, he thought.

She called him over to her, motioning
for him to sit beside her. "Mom, there's
someone I want you to meet," She whispered,
smiling at Anakin. "This is Jedi Padawan
Anakin Skywalker." She said, pride
evident in her voice.

A smile graced the pale face of Aneela
Naberrie, and she reached for his hand.
"So, you're the one who captured my
daughters heart? And a Jedi, no less!"

Anakin blushed right up to his ears. "She
captured my heart the moment I first met
her, Mrs. Naberrie." He leaned down,
placing a small kiss on Amidala's
tear-streaked cheek. She laughed, wiping
at her eyes. "Yeah, you were all of nine
years old at the time, too."

Aneela shook her head, enjoying the company
of her daughter. "True love knows no
bonds, or barriers, Amidala." She rasped,
slightly short for breath. Anakin sensed
the womans discomfort and gently willed
the force to comfort her. He was, by no
means, a healer, but had a good enough
grasp on the force to be of some assistance.

He was shocked when he felt Amidala join
him. A tall woman around Obi-Wan's age
stared at them in horror. "What are you
doing to her? You'll-"

"They have placed her into a deep sleep,
so that she may have some comfort." Came
the answer from the doorway. Anakin opened
his eyes and smiled at Obi-Wan. "She will
fine when she awakens, I promise you."

The woman threw her hands into the air,
exasperated. "More Jedi? That's all we
need. This is why I did not want Her
Royal Highness here." She glared at
Amidala and hurried from the room. various
other relatives looked at the Queen with
compassion.

"Who is that woman, Aunt Brynn?" She asked
the older woman sitting opposite her.

"Your mother's housekeeper, I'm afriad.
She's got quite the temper, that one. Is
convinced that the Jedi are responsible for
the death of her husband, although we know
that's all poodoo, don't we?" Amidala
looked over at Anakin and Obi-Wan, confused.
What's this all about?

"Why would she blame the Jedi?" Anakin
asked, keeping his voice low.

Brynn shook her head. "Her husband was
rejected by the Jedi as a boy, and never
got over the rejection. Or so she claims.
He supposedly made one last attempt not
too long ago, but died on his way home
from Corusca

 

Thanks for the update Marie!

And so quickly, too.

btw, since this doesn't convey tone, I was actually kidding about having to juggles all the stories.

 

up!

 

Let's get this up where it belong.

 

up to the top with thee.
you will be posting more, won't you?