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lumy12Title: Monster
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters: Anakin
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fanfic50 #26 - Forget
Word Count: 699
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Anakin receives a strange visitor.
Author's Notes: I don't know where this came from. O.o It's not graphic but it's creepy.
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Anakin. Anakiiiiiiiiiin.
The young Jedi stirred in response to his name. It was too dark to identify the figure standing next to his bed, but his Force senses told him the man was not a Jedi. Not even a Force-user. He should have been alarmed that a stranger had somehow breached Temple security, yet for some reason he accepted this fact calmly.
“Listen to me, Anakin,” hissed the mystery.
“Mmmff,” murmured Anakin, rubbing his eyes groggily. He couldn’t seem to awaken completely. And now, dark though it was, he was fairly certain he wasn’t in the Jedi Temple. Had he been drugged?
“You’re in love with Senator Amidala, and she with you. But this will not always be so.”
Anakin tried to blink away the haze in his head. “W-what?”
“That’s right. You want to marry her. I can see right into your heart, as well as your future -- in a short while, she’ll be in neither.”
“No!” Anakin was finally beginning to panic. He tried to stand, to move towards the sinister voice -- or away from it – anywhere, he couldn’t just lie there… but he found he couldn’t move a muscle.
“Oh yes. But in time you will forget her.”
Cold fear crept over Anakin, smothering the protest in his throat. I’ll never forget her, never! he raged inwardly. Why could he suddenly not speak? He couldn’t move, but he could shiver. With every tremor of his frozen body, the fear spread a little further.
“You will be mine. And you will want for nothing.”
I want Padmé.
“You will forget her.”
How?
“I will show you. Trust me. I care for you like no other. I am the only one you can rely on. The only one who won’t betray you.”
The voice sounded familiar, but Anakin couldn’t place it. It didn’t seem to matter at the moment; the chill of fear was being displaced by a comfortable warming sensation. His shivering ceased, the darkness melted away into hues of orange and gold… he could see light, but now he couldn’t see his companion. He only saw the colors growing brighter as he grew warmer.
Am I dying?
“No.”
Where did you go?
“I’m right here beside you. I will never leave you.”
Now the voice was melodic and soothing, and Anakin felt… happy. Carefree. Peaceful.
Why am I happy?
“Because you know you are safe with me. You know I will look after you.”
Somehow, these simple statements made sense to Anakin. He yearned to wrap the silky voice around himself like a blanket, to snuggle into its folds and stay there forever.
A hand moved through his hair, soft as the caress of a gentle breeze. A shiver of excitement rippled through him, and now he knew for certain he wasn’t dying because he felt more alive than he had ever felt in his life. Every cell in his body was bursting with joy. He moaned in ecstasy, though whether he made any sound he did not know. The delicious pleasure he felt was overwhelming.
The warmth intensified to a searing heat, and Anakin cried out in sudden pain at the burning sensation that coursed through him. Make it stop! he pleaded.
No answer.
He screamed in agony, and still the voice did not respond.
“Help me!” he cried, able to speak at last. He bolted upright and the pain quite suddenly subsided, leaving him confused and disoriented. He was panting and trembling…his skin cold and clammy, his sheets soaked with sweat and semen. Anakin looked around frantically but there was no one else there. He was alone in his bedroom at the Temple.
“A nightmare. It was just a nightmare,” he whispered, willing himself to calm down.
Don’t forget me, Anakin.
Anakin jumped. The voice was in his head now. Was he still dreaming? He flicked on the lights with a wave of his hand and squinted in the brightness. “Who are you? What do you want? Where did you go?”
Instinctively, he realized there would be no answer this time. Like a child’s imaginary monster banished by the light, the voice was gone.
But Anakin would not sleep again for days.
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters: Anakin
Prompt:
fanfic50 #26 - ForgetWord Count: 699
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Anakin receives a strange visitor.
Author's Notes: I don't know where this came from. O.o It's not graphic but it's creepy.
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Anakin. Anakiiiiiiiiiin.
The young Jedi stirred in response to his name. It was too dark to identify the figure standing next to his bed, but his Force senses told him the man was not a Jedi. Not even a Force-user. He should have been alarmed that a stranger had somehow breached Temple security, yet for some reason he accepted this fact calmly.
“Listen to me, Anakin,” hissed the mystery.
“Mmmff,” murmured Anakin, rubbing his eyes groggily. He couldn’t seem to awaken completely. And now, dark though it was, he was fairly certain he wasn’t in the Jedi Temple. Had he been drugged?
“You’re in love with Senator Amidala, and she with you. But this will not always be so.”
Anakin tried to blink away the haze in his head. “W-what?”
“That’s right. You want to marry her. I can see right into your heart, as well as your future -- in a short while, she’ll be in neither.”
“No!” Anakin was finally beginning to panic. He tried to stand, to move towards the sinister voice -- or away from it – anywhere, he couldn’t just lie there… but he found he couldn’t move a muscle.
“Oh yes. But in time you will forget her.”
Cold fear crept over Anakin, smothering the protest in his throat. I’ll never forget her, never! he raged inwardly. Why could he suddenly not speak? He couldn’t move, but he could shiver. With every tremor of his frozen body, the fear spread a little further.
“You will be mine. And you will want for nothing.”
I want Padmé.
“You will forget her.”
How?
“I will show you. Trust me. I care for you like no other. I am the only one you can rely on. The only one who won’t betray you.”
The voice sounded familiar, but Anakin couldn’t place it. It didn’t seem to matter at the moment; the chill of fear was being displaced by a comfortable warming sensation. His shivering ceased, the darkness melted away into hues of orange and gold… he could see light, but now he couldn’t see his companion. He only saw the colors growing brighter as he grew warmer.
Am I dying?
“No.”
Where did you go?
“I’m right here beside you. I will never leave you.”
Now the voice was melodic and soothing, and Anakin felt… happy. Carefree. Peaceful.
Why am I happy?
“Because you know you are safe with me. You know I will look after you.”
Somehow, these simple statements made sense to Anakin. He yearned to wrap the silky voice around himself like a blanket, to snuggle into its folds and stay there forever.
A hand moved through his hair, soft as the caress of a gentle breeze. A shiver of excitement rippled through him, and now he knew for certain he wasn’t dying because he felt more alive than he had ever felt in his life. Every cell in his body was bursting with joy. He moaned in ecstasy, though whether he made any sound he did not know. The delicious pleasure he felt was overwhelming.
The warmth intensified to a searing heat, and Anakin cried out in sudden pain at the burning sensation that coursed through him. Make it stop! he pleaded.
No answer.
He screamed in agony, and still the voice did not respond.
“Help me!” he cried, able to speak at last. He bolted upright and the pain quite suddenly subsided, leaving him confused and disoriented. He was panting and trembling…his skin cold and clammy, his sheets soaked with sweat and semen. Anakin looked around frantically but there was no one else there. He was alone in his bedroom at the Temple.
“A nightmare. It was just a nightmare,” he whispered, willing himself to calm down.
Don’t forget me, Anakin.
Anakin jumped. The voice was in his head now. Was he still dreaming? He flicked on the lights with a wave of his hand and squinted in the brightness. “Who are you? What do you want? Where did you go?”
Instinctively, he realized there would be no answer this time. Like a child’s imaginary monster banished by the light, the voice was gone.
But Anakin would not sleep again for days.
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Date: 2008-02-28 07:13 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-02-29 12:44 am (UTC)Awesome, Wendy. :)
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Date: 2008-02-29 01:09 am (UTC)You have a perfect track record of commenting on all my fic now so if you ever miss something I'm going to assume you hate it. HA! The price you pay for your perfection :P
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Date: 2008-02-29 03:39 am (UTC)The story gave my goosebumps! :)
Super job!
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Date: 2008-02-29 04:17 am (UTC)*uses your icon*
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Date: 2008-02-29 10:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-03 02:41 pm (UTC)*goes to respond to your other comment on your old fic to keep that convo going 4EVAH! BWAHAHAHA!*
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Date: 2008-03-01 05:12 am (UTC)It was a bit scary though since it was our hot, adorable, charming, sexy Anakin who was being tortured both physically and mentally, it was kind of erotic, too. (!) : }
Anyways, these are the people whom I thought ( guess ) was torturing Anakin:
1. Palpy ( aka Emperor )
2. Older Anakin ( aka his future self )
3. Darth Vader
4. Death
5. Naughty Obi-Wan ( aka Dark Sidy Obi )
Wait . . . this mysterious guy(?) is not a Jedi ? - not even a Force-user ?
Nooooooooo - !
*hugs*
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Date: 2008-03-01 04:33 pm (UTC)As for the "not a Force-user" part... there are "dark side" ways of cloaking oneself in the Force so that Force abilities are hidden. Or, as you said, death... or maybe the Force itself... both of those would feel different to Ani than the presence of a Force-user or a Jedi.
Glad you found it scary yet erotic... as it was meant to be ! ^_^ And to answer your other question YES I love Luke and would gleefully welcome your picspam.
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Date: 2008-03-02 05:03 am (UTC)The first time I read it, the other day, I was certain the mystery stranger was Palpatine. Thought he was just hiding his force signature and Anakin's cold being replaced by a feeling of warmth, then of intense heat, would suggest a force user.
The second time I read it, I still thought it was Palpatine, but I was having some doubts.
So, I read it a third time. Now, I'm not as sure. I am almost wondering if it isn't some manifestation of the Force itself. Because, really, that IS the only thing that never betrays Anakin throughout his lifetime. It's with him to the end. What doesn't make sense is why the Force would inflict pain on Anakin. Yet, I like this idea the most for some reason.
However, what really does work for me is the title "Monster" because whoever, or whatever, Anakin's night time visitor was, there was a very creepy, and unsettling, element to it.
Good job!
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Date: 2008-03-02 06:29 am (UTC)I am NOT telling you who/what it is. I might do something else with this story eventually... though I admit that's rather unlikely, given that I can't write long things! Still, I enjoy being vague :)
Thank you!
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Date: 2008-03-06 02:31 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-05-15 01:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-04 01:08 am (UTC)I loved this whole story. It was simply chilling, my dear! Anakin's fear made me shiver.
Also - IT WAS SO PALPS. And no, I'm not basing this on the fact that I knw your proclivities, no, I'm basing this on the visitor's speech patterns.
1. Anakiiiiiiiiiin. - okay, we've all heard that one.
2. “Listen to me," - is in RotS.
3. The only one who won’t betray you.” I'm pretty sure Stove has him say this.
So, yes, definately Palpatine to my mind.
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Date: 2009-10-04 01:32 am (UTC)Happy to have chilled you!
Your deductive reasoning is most impressive too :D
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Date: 2009-10-04 01:41 am (UTC)You know, I actually skimmed over this, read this sentence, and went omg!moar!fic and ran over to my F-list, reloaded it a couple of times and it was only when I re-read your coment that i realised that you didn't say I POSTED NEW FIC. *fails*
lol @ my reasoning. I approach Palpatine fic from a scientific perspective.
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Date: 2009-10-04 03:10 am (UTC)I hardly ever write at night unless forced to to make a deadline. I WOULD write tomorrow morning if I didn't have other stuff I need to be doing...