Anti-Hero

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Anti-Hero

Chapter 6

Leia gasped as the door rattled until she saw Obi-Wan breaking through.

"Uncle Ben!" She cried

"Leia!" He breathed out a sigh of relief and rushed to uncuff her wrists.

"There are bad people here." She spoke nervously. "And they're looking for you." She warned but Obi-Wan didn't need her to warn him, he was well aware.

"Come on." He signaled gently. "Let's just get out of here."

They were just about to leave when two stormtroopers and an imperial officer barged in.

The stormtroopers ordered Obi-Wan to put his hands in the air but just as they aimed their blasters at him, they were shot in the back of the head by the imperial officer – much to the surprise of Obi-Wan and Leia.

"We need to get going." The woman instructed.

"Who are you?" He cocked an eyebrow

"Tala." She rushed. "I'll explain later. You just. . .put on his uniform." She pointed over to the stormtrooper lying dead on the floor.

Her eyes then searched the space, looking for a solution. She grabbed a trolley, and gestured for Leia to get in. Leia glanced at Obi-Wan who hesitantly nodded.

Obi-Wan threw his cloak over Leia, placing the other stormtrooper helmet on her. And they began to sneak out.

Managing to get past most of the guards wasn't difficult – everyone seemed to be minding their own business. It wasn't until they were about to head onto the ship, that Tala had waiting for them, that someone took notice.

Reva rushed over, urging the troops to aim their guns at the ship.

Vader came out upon hearing the many gunshots. He turned to Reva, as the ship flew off, and could see she had failed.

"My lord–" She began but Vader waved her off.

"I'll deal with you later.' He warned before turning to his staff. "Prepare my ship!"

I have this thing where I get older, but just never wiser
Midnights become my afternoons
When my depression works the graveyard shift, all of the people
I've ghosted stand there in the room

Obi-Wan, Leia and Tala arrived on Mapuzo, and she guided them to a passageway that can keep them hidden until they acquire a ride home.

Vader and the inquisitors arrived shortly after, making it obvious to Tala that they followed them.

"He's here." She whispered, almost to herself.

"And if he's after you. . .your chances of getting out alive are slim to none."

"Who?" Obi-Wan asked, rushing over to see who Tala was spying on through the window.

"Vader." She uttered.

Obi-Wan stepped back, like he needed to lean on the wall for a moment. He started to notice the cadence in his breaths – rapid, unsteady. His eyes widened, unable to come to terms with it. And his mind flashed back to that fateful night where he saw that holo-recording and Anakin accepting his sith name from Palpatine.

He can't be alive. After all this time?

But he didn't need to say anything – suddenly, he could feel him.

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