Sad Machine {RexXocXAnakinXFives}

Chapter Fifteen

     “That’s not possible,” obi wan shook his head, blue eyes moving from the white haired woman to those gathered. Yoda looked thoughtful, hand moving to his face. 

      “Sense him, I have, believe he lived, I did not, cautious we must-,” 

      “He’s not alive!” Ceres' red eyes widened at Obi wans outburst, the look of sheer denial on his face surprising her. “I cut him in half years ago after he slaughtered my master. How could he have lived? And how can we be sure that it’s him?” 

       “He was my master, Obi wan, he trained me for years. I wouldn’t forget his face,” the older man still seemed unconvinced, Anakin placing his hand lightly on Ceres' shoulder in attempts to calm her. 

        “But why would he come back? Why now?”

        “Because he wants to kill you.” All eyes were now on Ceres, the white haired woman’s face remaining impassive despite the intensity of the gazes focused on her. “You embarrassed him when you defeated him and made him lose the favor of those on the dark side. He blames you for his failures and fall from grace. There is nothing more important in the galaxy to him than crushing you and killing all those you love.” Her eyes moved unconsciously to Anakin, his once Padawan. Would Maul be foolish enough to target Anakin? ‘Of course he would, he doesn’t know masters plans forr him, after all.’ 

        “Do you think he’ll try to target Obi wan?” Anakin questioned, his concern for his master showing despite how casually he tried to ask his question. 

        “Not now, the separatist are going to prioritize military based wins and if Maul knows what’s good for him, he will do as he’s told. I believe we are safe for the time being but... I’m not sure how long we would have before Maul gets tired of waiting and comes for you.” 

        Shaking her head, Ceres stood up straighter and ran a hand through her snowy locks, red eyes moving from the ground to her old master and the blue eyed chosen one. Both men seemed deep in thought, likely worried about the mission to come and for Master Kenobis safety.  

       “He defeated Maul once, Ani, I’m sure he’ll be able to do it again.” She had tried to comfort him outside the council room, Obi wan having decided to wait inside and continue discussing with the council while she and Anakin prepped for the mission they were assigned. 

        “Yes but at what cost? Will he have to lose another to be able to defeat him? And who will he lose?” Anakins blue eyes had narrowed at the ground between them, Ceres deciding that she would do what she did best. Stepping closer, she lightly nudged his shoulder,

         “I won’t let anything happen to you or anyone else, I promise.” Anakin sighed, shaking his head and offering her a small smile. 

          “I’m not worried about me, I’m worried about you. He was your master, Ceres, and with your father and brother after you... I’m worried I’m going to end up losing you.” She smiled, reaching up and taking the hand that he had placed on her cheek. 

          “If I didn’t know any better Anakin, I’d think you like me.” Anakins cheeks flushed, his mouth opening only for the pair to be interrupted. 

          “I didn’t realize you were still involved with Rush,” the Senators name flashed across the com on her arm. Ceres wanted to argue, to say that he meant nothing but it was already too late, the moment had passed. Anakins jaw clenched in anger or disappointment, Ceres wasn't sure but she didn't have long to linger on those thoughts. Anakin offered a stiff nod before turning on his heel, “I’ll leave you to it,”