Title:Centerpoint: Our New Hope Author: HelloKelly Synopsis: What if the Death Star wasn't the only working Superstation? Time: A New Hope Centerpoint: Our New Hope Anakin Solo awoke to the sounds of klaxons. Panicked, he leapt to his feet and ran to the door. With alarms blaring in his ears he tried the handle. Locked. Anakin looked around the room. It appeared as if he had been locked in the storage room again. He must have fallen asleep while the grown-ups were talking and had been so quiet that they?d forgotten him. He banged on the door hoping that Chewie was still prowling around in the halls. Jacen! Jania! They weren?t responding to him with their thoughts like they normally did. They must still be asleep. Mother! No response from her either. Anakin slowly sank to the floor and cried. Maybe they?d all left him on the ship as it was being attacked? Smoke started to slowly seep into the room. Jacen and Jania couldn?t sleep through all this noise, so where were they? Anakin felt suddenly tired. The smoke was getting to him. His mother had always warned him about the dangers of smoke inhalation. He pounded harder on the door and then, despite everything he had been taught, he began to scream. His screams slowly died and became mutters. He slumped against the wall and slowly sank to the floor. Then the door burst open and a man darted in. He locked the door behind him and leaned against it panting. Something must have really scared him to make him hide in a smoke filled room. His eyes suddenly saw Anakin and he let out a gasp. Hurrying over to the crates he slowly cracked one open then another and another. Anakin slowly tottered over to him and tried to help. Anakin. ?Mom? Is that you?? Honey. It?s me, you?re safe now. ?Mommy? I can?t see you! Where are you??!!? Anakin slowly slumped against the crate next to the nice man and slowly sank to the floor. Sleep child. I?ll see you in the morning. ?Mommy? Will you sing me to sleep?? The poor rebel was in tears as he watched the child collapse. Quietly he started singing under his breath as he searched. Sleep my child and wait for the dawn. Sleep my child and heed my song. The man?s search became frantic as the kid?s eyes slowly drooped. Tears and laughter shall arise with the day. The joy is tomorrow?s for then we play. His voice broke as tears stifled his voice. In your dreams we shall walk Hand and hand we shall talk The man let out a cry of relief as he found what he was looking for. He charged over to the kid and knelt in front of him. Arise tomorrow, a brand new day. He quickly clasped the mask over the child?s face and pumped his chest. In and out. In and out. To be continued.