The Lucky One (a Star Wars fanfic)

Chapter 13

Shawn's pov

I am startled awake from my nightmare. With a shaky hand, I wipe away the sweat that is dripping from my brow, feeling so frightened over what I just witnessed.

Slowly, I stand up on shaky legs, wondering why I would have a nightmare like that. Could the force be trying to show me something?

Desperately needing to tell Rider about my nightmare, especially since he was in it, I walk over to the door.

I begin smiling widely when the door opens without resistance. Anakin forgot to lock the door!

I quickly walk through the hall, knowing that at any second Anakin could realize that he forgot to lock me in the room.

I open the first door I come across, hoping with all my heart that it isn't Anakin's room. That would make things very awkward.

"Who's there," a familiar voice asks, causing me to smile. I found him!

Without responding, I close the door, engulfing the room in complete darkness.

"Who's there?" He asks in a louder voice, sounding afraid now.

"It's okay, Rider. It's only me," I quickly whisper, not wanting to scare him by making him think that there is a stranger in his room.

"How did you get in here?" Rider asks in a whisper, making me glad that he isn't being loud. I don't know where Anakin's room could be, so it is best if we try to keep quiet.

Using the sound of his voice to lead me to him, I start to approach him, hoping that there is nothing in my path.

"He forgot to lock the door," I say with a large smile, so glad that I am getting a chance to talk to Rider about this nightmare.

"Looks like your luck might be turning around," Rider says with a soft chuckle.

After taking a few more steps, I trip over a chair, falling to the floor while smacking my head hard.

As I just lay here, trying to become less dizzy, Rider quietly says, "Well, maybe not. By the way, there is a chair beside my bed."

While laughing, I say in a sarcastic tone, "Really, Rider?! I hadn't noticed it!"

As I slowly stand up, a smile heard in his voice, he says, "Glad I could help."

When I finally get back on my feet again, I move the chair closer his bed, being careful not to trip again.

Once I am sitting comfortably on the chair, I say, "Rider, right before I came here I had a nightmare. I am worried that it isn't just a nightmare, maybe a vision or warning from the force. If it is, both of us are in serious trouble."

"What happened in your nightmare?" Rider asks after a few seconds of silence, sounding very worried.

"Before I get into what happened, do you know a woman named Zeba?" I ask him, remembering that there was a third person in my dream.

"No," He says immediately, the fact that he doesn't spend much time thinking about if he knows her makes me wonder how many people he actually knows.

"In my nightmare, you, Zeba and I were talking about a vision you had. In that vision, you said that a Sith killed Anakin to force you to join him. You also figured out that the Sith wanting to make you his apprentice was controlling me, which is why I was kept in cuffs. You were also in cuffs, Rider. Someone must have figured out about your presence being like a Sith's. After a while of talking, you and I decided that your only option was to join the Sith before he could kill Anakin. After that, you left to join the Sith. Do you think this will come true?" I say nervously, hoping with all my heart that this won't happen.