Breaking The Code (Anakin Skywalker x Reader)

Chapter 10

(y/n) POV:

I swiftly exited the room and left Elliot to do whatever bad guy things he probably had on his agenda. I can't believe I just agreed to this, to actually help a spy for the Sith in ways that could give them an advantage in the war. But the idea of ruining Anakin's life as a Jedi was something I will never do, even if it means that I have to break off our new relationship. Now I had to come up with a believable break-up speech and figure out how I was even going to obtain resources for Elliot when he asks.

A wave of anger washed over me and pulsed through my veins as I stepped outside into the chilly afternoon air of the city. I was angry at Elliot, I was angry at the Sith, and I was angry at myself for being so naive to think that I could have a relationship like this with Anakin. Why did this have to happen to me? If Jedi were allowed to have attachments then this wouldn't be happening, and I would happily return to Coruscant and jump into Anakin's arms the first chance I get. But now I can't even do that all because of Elliot.

My blood started to boil when I thought of him and I began to walk faster and faster down the street, trying to blow off some steam. But my resentment only grew and I eventually started running and then sprinting, earning odd looks from the people that I passed. I wanted to scream, or break something, just to let out all this anger.

But before I could do anything, I recognized the area I was in and stopped running to look around. This was the part of the metropolis that Anakin and I arrived in, and I immediately spotted the fancy hotel we stayed in.

All my anger washed away and was instead replaced with relief, and exhaustion from my physical and mental fatigue. I regained my composure and stepped inside, immediately heading towards the managers office. As I passed more people, they still gave me weird expressions and started whispering which confused me. I decided to take a detour to the nearest washroom to see what the gossip was about. As soon as I saw myself in the mirror I reeled backwards.

"What the heck?" I asked aloud.

There was blood all over my hair, making my braid feel dry and sticky when I felt along it. Most of the blood was dry but some of it was still fresh since the wound in the back of my head was never treated. My left cheek just below my eye was bruised purple and yellow, probably from when I fell after being hit. I had some faint scratches scattered on different parts of my body, and all of me was covered in dirt and dust from when the building collapsed.

No wonder all the people were looking at me weirdly, I'm a mess. Hopefully I can get myself patched up before heading back to Coruscant. I knew I was gone for more than an hour so R2 probably sent for help already, which means I'll have to wait for another ship to arrive here. But just in case I might as well tell someone back home that I'm alright.

I sighed and left the washroom, not bothering to clean myself off yet until I found the manager who helped us last time. Maybe he would let me stay here until the Jedi came to get me.

I trudged over to the office while trying to ignore the eyes of concerned people, and softly knocked on the door. Behind the door I heard muffled voices but I couldn't understand what they were saying. How many people were in there? Everything was silent for a moment and I wondered if I should knock again, but right as I lifted my fist I heard footsteps shuffling over to the door. It opened just barely so that the manager could poke his head out to see who it was. When he saw me his eyes widened and he smiled.

I waved politely, "Hi. It's (y/n), one of the Jedi from last time."

He nodded vigorously and turned his head to look behind him, "She's here!"

I knitted my eyebrows in confusion and was about to ask who he was talking to when the door fully opened, revealing Anakin and Obi-Wan behind him. My eyes widened in surprise because I didn't expect them to be here already.