Anakin Skywalker: The Chosen One

Conversations & Visions

Vaylin jolted awake with a rapid intake of breath. The moment her vision focused, she saw Arcann, exactly as she'd seen him not two weeks ago for her, in reality 3000 years. His eyes were the same.

Then she noticed the object in his hands. A small cube that had windows in it, emitting yellow light from within, and was created with The Force in balance.

It was little bigger than a child's ball and held a despicably familiar presence within it. Her mother's holocron, she realised. The instant she regained her voice, she snapped at her living brother.

"Unlock that holocron and I will make your death agony beyond imagining!" She warned.

"There is no pain you could ever cause that I haven't already endured." He said solemnly. His pain-wracked blue eyes struck something inside her.

Then he called in The Force and unlocked the holocron, the corners detaching and floating as a bright yellow light shone from it, releasing The Force Spirit within, completely disregarding her threat.

Senya Tirall formed in an astral body like Thexan's, and immediately cast her gaze up her.

"Hello Vaylin."

"Mother!" Vaylin hissed. She immediately tried to summon Lightning, but it wouldn't come. Not even a spark.

The former elite Knight of Zakuul offered her advice, "Don't use The Force Vaylin. Save your strength. Wait until The Chosen One returns."

"The Chosen One?" Vaylin questioned in confusion.

"Yes, Anakin Shan-Skywalker is The Chosen One. He is a creation of The Force. Your Father feared him beyond anyone else." Senya said calmly.

"Pfft! Father fears no-one!" Vaylin protested.

"Yes he does. He feared you, that's why he sent you to Nathema. That's why he had you conditioned." Senya continued getting a scoff from Vaylin who said.

"I don't care, now leave me ALONE!" She roared.

"I have made many mistakes in my life, my greatest being how I tried to raise you. I was too strict, then too lenient. I failed in keeping you safe. I saw your power as a danger, I tried to keep your from using it, and I failed to keep you safe... from everything. You can hate me if you choose, but know that I always have and always will love you Vaylin, no matter what you've done, what you've become."

For some reason, that left the psychotic Empress silent. She didn't know why, but those words brought her some sort of warm feeling, and it wasn't the sadistic pleasure she was so familiar with.

Thexan came to stand alongside Senya, "Peace is born from compassion, knowledge comes from the overcoming of ignorance, harmony is born from chaos, there is no death, there is only The Force. We will go, if that is your wish, but beware the path you walk, for alone you will fall."

Senya returned to her Holocron, and Thexan faded from sight, vanishing. Arcann remained however, standing where he did.

Slowly, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood, moving towards him as he stepped back, wrapping the two lightsabers loosely in The Force to prevent her from taking them. She stopped right in front of him, The Holocron forgotten for now.

"How are you even still alive? And why emerge now?" She demanded, looking up the head's worth of height difference between them. Her burning eyes contrasted his remorseful blue ones.

He replied with a saddened, penitent tone as he looked down at the ground.

"I had a vision that you lived once more in this time prior to the battle with Father in The Outlander, so I had The Commander freeze me in carbonite. But, before I entered the freeze, Thexan appeared to me and told me he would awaken me when it was time. I have lain dormant all this time for one, singular purpose."