The first thing that registered in his brain was confusion. The second was feeling. He felt that he was lying on something soft--a bed. Why he was lying in a bed he had no idea. Anakin's eyes fluttered open and he found himself staring up at a plain white cieling. His vision was blurry so he blinked a few times to clear it.
Anakin sat up and looked around the room that he realized was a medical room. He didn't remember much of anything other than the mission he had gone on to Takodana with Obi Wan and the battle....
Obi Wan!
Anakin threw his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, which turned out to be a bad idea because his head started to spin. Anakin swayed and caught himself on the edge of the bed. Stumbling he made his way to the door, using the wall for support. Just as he reached it, the doors slid open revealing Ace and Obi Wan.
"Anakin what are you doing out of bed?!" Ace exclaimed.
"You're alive." Anakin whispered. Obi Wan nodded and then grabbed Anakin, helping him back over to the bed since his legs had stopped working on their own. "I-I thought you were dead. I-I...I can't--"
"Don't push yourself to remember Anakin." Obi Wan told him as he pulled the blankets over him. "You need to rest."
Anakin nodded slightly and his eyes traveled over to Ace, a small smile forming on his lips. And then he was out like a light.
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The next time Anakin woke up, he wasn't alone. Ace was sitting in a chair at his bedside, soundlessly asleep with his head tilted back and light snores coming from his mouth. It made Anakin wonder how long he'd been in the medical center and how much sleep Ace had gotten.Anakin felt better somewhat but he was still really tired. He felt weaker than he'd ever been before and yet....he felt stronger. He just didn't know why. Anakin climbed out of the bed and walked around the bed to where Ace was sitting, shaking him awake.
Ace opened his eyes and raised his head. His brown eyes fell on him and he said, "Hey Ani. How're you feeling?"
"Better." Anakin told him. "What happened to me on Takodana?" Ace frowns, and Anakin can tell he's not sure how to explain. Or if he should tell him. "It's okay. I can handle it."
Ace sighs and runs a hand over his face before finally saying, "You...after you thought Obi Wan was dead, you fought that Sith warrior Traya and then you just....you started screaming and clutching your head and chest. Traya had grabbed you and began to drag you away but by then you stopped screaming and then everything, every droid and every machine in sight was just.....destroyed. But Traya....she disintergrated." Ace paused. "It was like....the Force just exploded into the atmosphere."
"What happened to me?" Anakin pressed.
"You passed out. When we couldn't wake you up...I got so worried." Ace hesitated. "You were out for a week."
Anakin didn't know how to respond to that so he remained silent, trying to process what Ace had told him. He felt different....almost lighter than he ever did before. Anakin became aware of Ace staring at him and he raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
Ace continued to stare but said, "Maybe you should put some clothes on...."
Anakin glanced down at himself and for the first time since he woke up, he noticed that he was only in his sleep attire...and that was a pair of his boxers and no shirt. Anakin's face turned red as he looked back up at Ace, who was smirking at him and he got a fluttery feeling in the pit of his stomach. Anakin cleared his throat nervously and tried not to look embarrassed.
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Star Wars: The Clone Wars--The Chosen One
FanfictionThe Chosen One. Destined to destroy the Sith and restore balance to the Force. That's what everyone thought. But what they didn't know was that there was more to the prophesy. That there was more to the chosen one that they didn't see coming. Anakin...