The elevator took him down farther than he expected, and skipped all of the levels labeled. When it finally came to a stop, he held the blaster end of his lightsaber ready, expecting a squad of troopers. Instead, he came to an empty hallway dimly lit by red lights, and the access panels to the doors that ran down the length of the hall. He had a very bad feeling about this place.
He cautiously stepped out of the elevator and slowly walked forward. He turned to the first door and unlocked it. There were no weapons of any kind, just a plain steel room with one single inhabitant. It was an old, skinny man with ragged torn clothes and eyes as big as saucers.
"Hey there mister can I help yo-" Ezra began but was cut when the small man leaped out at him with a crazed look on his face. He quickly shut the door with a startled yelp and took a few steps back. The insane man behind the door started screaming incomprehensible words and banging on it.
"Come back here boy!" he said before bursting out laughing making Ezra's skin crawl. "Dey going to find you!" Ezra quickly made his way from the man's cell and down the hallway.
This place was not a storage facility. It was a prison.
He had not made it down half of the hallway when he heard someone shout,
"INTRUDER IN LEVEL ZERO!" Ezra turned around to see at least 20 storm troopers blocking his exit, he ran farther down the hallway and made a left. He could hear their boots hitting the ground not so far away behind him. He took another left when he sensed something, -no someone, important in the fourth cell down.
The storm troopers were almost upon him so he made a split second decision. He opened the cell, slipped inside and shut it.
Ezra stood stiff staring at the door, listening to the storm troopers run by. And what seemed like hours he finally let himself relax. That was when he remembered there was also someone in here with him.
Ezra quickly grabbed his lightsaber, and ignited it to give himself some light. The cell was small, and dark, but int the middle, chained to the ground was a man. He had a long beard with long hair, some of it graying his dark brown hair, and it covered part of his face. He had dirty prison overalls, and torn boots.
"Hello?" Ezra asked carefully, not wanting the man to freak out like the other had. But this man was chained, so he couldn't leap out at him.
The man raised his head, eyes widening when he saw Ezra's lightsaber."Who are you?" He asked, his voice hoarse and dry.
"I'm Ezra, who are you?"The man paused for a second before replying."My name is Anakin Skywalker." Ezra relaxed a bit and sat down against the wall, still facing the prisoner.
"So you're a Jedi huh? I thought they were all wiped out." Anakin said. "Well, not all of them. I only just began my training. I've only ever met one other besides my master."
Anakin just nodded."So why are you here?"
"I'm with the rebellion, we came here to raid the facility and get supplies." Ezra explained. That reminded him, he had to get out of here. And he had to get out of here fast.
"Listen, uh-Anakin, I need to get out of here, do you want to come back with me? I don't have much time, and you seem pretty sane compared to the others." Ezra said hurriedly.
"Sure beats being in a cell, so yah." Anakin said and nodded to his restraints. Ezra brought his light saber down on them, and they burned away. He rubbed his wrists and carefully stood up, not wanting to fall due to his weak legs. And then even more alarms went off.
"We have to hurry!" Ezra shouted over the sirens. He opened the door, and they both took off running towards the elevator, and straight into a squad of storm troopers. "Hey!" One of them shouted. Ezra turned the hilt of his lightsaber and began blasting them, clearing a path.
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Anakin's Escape
FanfictionThis is a story of how Darth Vader was really only a clone of Anakin, created to take his place along side the emperor. But he is kept alive, in a high security prison covered up as a storage facility for supply's and such. And with the rebels despe...