The 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...
Anakin opened his eyes slowly, his vision blurred as it began to clear itself. Pain immediately sprang behind his eyes and spread through his body. His head hurt horribly and he wondered if it had anything to do with the concussion he most likely had gotten when he had been hit twice over the head.
(Hint the sarcasm)
Anakin blinked and tried not to groan in pain. He was sure whoever had taken him was waiting for him to wake up for a reason. And Anakin didn't think he was ready for that just yet. Anakin didn't know where he was or who had taken him, but he knew he had to get the hell out of here.
"Is the boy awake yet?" A voice said from outside the door of the room he was in.
There was a faint answer but Anakin heard it all the same. "No sir, he has not awakened yet."
There was a deep throated chuckle from the man who had spoken first. "What did you do, wack him over the head with a hammer? Kid's been out for days."
Anakin's eyes widened. He's been unconscious for days? Just how many exactly? And was the council looking for him? Was Ace?
"No....we fell out if a window and he hit his head on a flyer that was waiting for us."
Anakin guessed that that was the man who had taken him in the first place. Pain lanced through his head and Anakin groaned unintentionally, causing the door to open and the men to walk in.
Anakin looked over to his side. There was a man who had dark brown hair swept up in a quiff, brown eyes and a resting bitch face kind of face. He seemed to be the leader. Beside him was the guy who kidnapped Anakin.
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Anakin scrambled into a sitting position, scooting as far away from them as possible and whimpering in the process. His head hurt so much, it was a miracle he hadn't passed out yet.
"Who are you?! What do you want?!" Anakin exclaimed.
The man stepped forward holding his hands up in a surrender kind of way. "Woah. Take it easy there." He told him. "You might have a concussion."
Anakin glared at them. "Yeah no thanks to him." He nodded his head at the other guy standing next to him.
"As for who I am, I'm the leader of the underground bounty hunter society. Name's Will Torquet." Will motioned to the kidnapping guy. "That's Ricardo."
Bounty hunter? What did bounty hunters want him for? He wasn't worth anything major. So what...
"What do you want from me? Why am I here?"
Anakin admitted he was kind of starting to relax, even though he knew he shouldn't. They seemed fairly harmless now but they would most likely become more dangerous when he wasn't expecting it. Besides he had to find a way out and he had to look scared and vulnerable to do it.
