The Lucky One (a Star Wars fanfic)

Chapter 21

Rider's pov

After walking through the long, endless halls of The Temple with Obi-Wan for what seems like years, we stop in front of a door. He opens it and steps inside, leaving me just standing out here, not knowing if I should stay here where there might be Jedi or follow him inside, both bad because they involve me in cuffs with Jedi who can easily hurt me if they want to.

"Are you going to come in, Rider, or do you prefer staying in the hallway where there might be Jedi?" Obi-Wan asks me after I just stand here confused for a few more seconds. After he says that, I hurry inside, hoping with all my heart that this is the best option.

In the room there is a bed with brown sheets, a light brown wooden nightstand beside the bed, and a dark brown wardrobe with several brown cloaks hanging neatly inside.

In case someone didn't know how to find out where a Jedi lives, all they need to do is find a lot of brown, a sure sign that there is a Jedi nearby.

On the opposite side of the room is a white wall that looks thin, its only purpose to separate the two rooms. The wall has a door leading to another room. Once we walk through that door I see that the first room looks nearly identical to this one, except that this one is a little messier, a few things lying here and there, and the cloaks in the wardrobe are different from the first room. This wardrobe has a few black cloaks inside, hung carelessly compared to ones on the other side. It doesn't take me very long to guess that this is where Obi-Wan and Anakin stay or stayed at some point.

He moves over to the door and closes it behind me, causing me to jump, startled and afraid.

Instead of staying in what I think is/was Anakin's room, we go through another door.

As we step inside the room, I notice that it is completely white. There isn't anything else in the room to look at besides the overpowering white walls surrounding us, which leads to guess that this is where the Master and Padawan meditate.

He walks into the middle of the room, and sits down, now with his back to me. Following his lead, I walk towards him, but instead of sitting in the middle by him, I move towards the wall he is facing. I sit with my back against the wall, about ten feet away from Obi-Wan, putting as much distance between us as I can.

How fitting this is. Here I am, a force sensitive who never wanted to learn anything about the force. And now, in this meditation chamber, I get to be interrogated by one of the greatest Jedi Masters on The Council. This will be fun!

I can't wait to try and explain to a Jedi that I am not a Sith, their sworn enemy! I don't know why I should even bother though since I am in cuffs. He put me in these because he thinks that I am dangerous, and no matter what I say, he will still see me that way. That fact alone seems to make convincing him I am good impossible, but on top of that, he already knows about the dark side and how much it loves me, how much it wishes that I would stop fighting it.

Sometimes, I think that maybe I should just give in. It would probably be so much easier to stop running from it, instead just embrace the dark side. Of course I would never tell anyone that, not Anakin, and definitely not Obi-Wan. I am very afraid of what might happen to me if Obi-Wan finds out how close I am to falling to the dark side.

"Rider?" Obi-Wan asks me suddenly, breaking me from my thoughts, causing me to become even more afraid. I try to control my fear before he can sense it, but then I realize that the cuffs won't let me do that. I don't know much about these cuffs, so one of two things might be happening. He can either feel every emotion I feel since I am not able to use the force to suppress it, or he won't feel anything because these cuffs separate me from the force.