❝𝐈𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧.❞
Etta Novak is a gifted young Jedi Knight who's been sent on a mission to protect Senator Amidala.
After the attempt on Senator Amidala's life, Etta meets Anakin Skywalker. The cocky Chosen One who alw...
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𝚃 𝚆 𝙴 𝙻 𝚅 𝙴
I WATCH FROM THE WINDOW AS GRIEVOUS' SHIP GOES UP IN FLAMES. It's still not completely destroyed. I'm silent, just watching. I'm too exhausted to speak. I watch as Padmé's ship flies towards us and a holograph of her appears before me. I keep my eyes on the window, watching as a tractor beam pulls her craft onto Grievous' ship.
Etta? Anakin's voice is a ringing in my mind, it vibrates through me. I look eyes with him through the reflection on the window before reverting my eyes away. Etta? My body feels hot, boiling to touch. My eyes are dull, and tired. I'm exhausted, overstimulated. I'm not even stimming, I haven't got any energy left.
That attack drained me, and I'm unsure of why. It's not uncommon for this to happen. There are many missions which have left me overwhelmed and silent, but I do not know why on this one. I don't understand why this happens most of the time. I understand it's to due with my autism, but why does it happen?
Etta, my love. My mental shield has been lowered just for him. It's the only way to get through to me when I'm like this. "General Novak. Are you alright?" It's Master Kenobi. But I cannot answer him. I want to speak, but I can't. "She's alright Obi-Wan. Just give her a moment." Anakin says, speaking for me and I turn my tired eyes from the ship, turning around.
I walk past the gentlemen, and Anakin follows behind me. Etta? What's wrong? I stop walking and he moves around to face me, crouching down to meet my low gaze. My eyes are numb, and I'm unable to look him in the eye. He doesn't pressure me to meet his eyes. I'm silent, unable to speak.
He tries to reach a hand to touch mine but my fingers spasm and move away from him. Anakin scans his eyes over my face. He's starting to see how overwhelmed I am. "Come on, let's go somewhere quiet." Anakin is careful not to touch me, and I follow behind him to an empty room.
Anakin closes the door behind us and I make my way over to the window. I sit myself down and stare out at the stars, letting out deep breaths to calm myself. I start to tremble slightly and hug my knees to my chest. I can tell Anakin doesn't know what to do, and I don't either. Do you want me to leave? His words ring through my mind and I nod my head slightly.
Anakin nods and I can tell he gives me a smile. He leaves the room and I listen to his footsteps which disappear down the corridor. I rest my head on my knees and rock slightly. What's wrong with me? Why am I like this? My eyes sting slightly and I keep my head on my knees, hugging them tightly.
My throat is aching and I'm trembling. A liquid drips from my eyes and streams down my cheeks. I'm crying, I think. This is an odd feeling, I don't believe I'm sad in anyway. I think this is called frustration. My hands are stimming and pricking at my clothes and hair which has fallen to cover my face.
I can hear ships in the distance and can tell it's happening beside me, outside of the window. I can't look. It will be too overwhelming. My breaths are trembles, faint whispers through the air. I need to calm myself. This is unprofessional. My voice is shaking and I'm twitching. My eyes are foggy and blurred over by tears which stream down my face and I squeeze them shut.
My hands grasp the fabric of my robes and they tremble. I slowly take in breaths and uncover my head from my knees. I press my fingertips into the cool metal wall of the ship and look out of the window. The battle has moved, and now I just stare out at the stars. I don't know what's happening outside of the ship, and I must not even think about it if I wish to calm down.
Before I know it, I fall asleep with my head against the glass.
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"...Etta?" My ears ring and my eyes flicker open. My body is gently moved from its place on the window and I look up at Anakin who gazes softly down at me. "Are you alright, my love?" I nod my head and straighten my posture, giving him a small smile. That small nap, despite how unprofessional, was enough to calm me down.
"I am alright, Anakin. I apologise if I worried you." I say to him and he smiles at me, still being weary of he can touch me. "I'm just glad you're okay." He gently places his hand on my cheek whilst holding my other and I stare deeply into his blue eyes. I like their colour. "You have pretty eyes." I whisper out and he cracks a smirk, gently placing a kiss on my lips. "So have you, my love. Eyes the colour of the sky, but even more beautiful." His words make my lips pull into a smile.
He gently strokes my cheek before his thumb brushes under my puffy eyes. "Have you been crying?" He asks me gently and I nod my head once. "It's okay, it wasn't your fault. You can't control when you get overwhelmed." He brings his face closer to mine and lifts his gloved hand to hold my cheek too. My curls fall over his hands and trail down beside me.
I'm staring at him gently and he gazes at me with a soft smile on his lips. "I love you, so much, Etta." My lips curl into a warm smile and I softly press my lips to his, the two of us hidden away beside the stars.
˓𓄹 ࣪˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑
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A/N- I originally wrote Etta to be on the mission and it was 3000 words and then Wattpad deleted it all. I cried and then rushed to get this out.