Star Wars: Feared Love (Obi Wan Love Story)

Chapter Twelve~ Prophecy?

I leaned in a bit more to see if I can hear any clearer then I already can. What is going on? What is the big commotion. I'm confused.

"You must protect her, she is the child of the prophecy." My jaw drops and my eyes widen. Her? Is whoever in there referring to me? I'm not a part of any prophecy, that's for sure. I'm not important.

"I know I must, but what happens if he captures her?"

Capture? Okay, I'm starting to get a little afraid now.

"Don't worry, I won't let that happen." That voice perfectly matched Master Windu's. My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach. Some how, I have the feeling that they're talking about me.

*BANG* A huge sound was heard from behind me. I jump a bit, and grab a hold of the hilt of my light saber on my back. I'm ready I anything comes at me. A shout is also heard from inside the control room, I immediately put my ear up to the control room door once again. Not a sound was heard. I panicked, there was just yelling! There is suppose to be some noise!

I activate my lightsaber, just in case, like before. A wide expression of fear spreads throughout my face, thoughts filling my head of what could happen. I walk backwards, away from the door and glance back around. What crossed my line of vision I know will never be forgotten. My heart was pounding so hard the person in front of me could hear it. I try to scream for help but it was like my voice box was ripped out, leaving me completely helpless. I hold the lightsaber in front of me, building a small barrier between that 'thing' and I.

He was tall and skinny. His grey skin ws ghastly, it made me shiver. The piercing stare of his evil, cold, yellow eyes is haunting. I point the purple tip of my lightsaber towards him. He smirks, I gasp in shock.

"Hello Cyath." he says plainly, but the hiss in his voice is freighting.

"Who are you? Are you hear to take me?" I ask.

"Eves dropping isn't always the best thing." he chuckles darkly.

"That didn't answer my question."

"Do you always talk this much? It's annoying."

'Thanks for the complement...' I think to myself.

He reached for the hilt of his lightsaber and activated it, the blade glowed red. I trembled in fear, but kept my ground. I charged with all of my might at him, lightsaber straight forward, I was going in for the kill.

"Rawhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I shout, my lightsaber bounced off his and it sent me flying backwards into the mental wall behind me. A short second later I attempted to get up, and failed a couple of times. On the third try I succeeded, I felt a stream of blood trickle down my forehead, but ignored It and charged once again.

"AAAHHHHHHH!" I cry out, swiping my lightsaber again and again, and failing to avoid any attacks. I'm shoved back once more, this time a lot harder. My head beats off the cold metal, much like it did before. I lift my head slightly, then seconds later regret it. Whoever he is holds a hand out towards me, a strong force wraps around my neck and starts to get tighter and strong by the seconds. By now I'm pinned up against the wall, unable to breathe, reality soon starts fading and black spots cloud my vision. I squirm and struggle against the tight hold. Then suddenly I'm realised. The sound of two lightsaber's crashing against each is the only thing I can hear. I try to stay awake, but I can't hold on any more.