A war on two fronts

Chapter 11: The Lost Get Found

Everybody except Alin and Mike woke up early in the morning and let them rest as much as they needed. Mike again had visions because somebody lurked in his mind. He rolled in the bed for a few seconds and woke up in the library. Confused about this, he looked around because he didn't realize it was a vision or not. Before having the chance to realize it, She Vader attacked him alongside Inquisitors. So he pulled his lightsaber and blocked. In the next second, he was in the bed in Liam's bedroom. Alin looked in shock because not expected to be woken up in this fashion.

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"Are you okay?" asked Alin and made a sign to Mike to lay down in the bed. "I thought it was Berty because he usually, stretched in the entire bed and me. I did that, even today, I pushed him back."

"He came on my side, but I let him," shared Mike and put the lightsaber on the commode. "Since I have Chec, I don't know what means personal space anymore because stretches in the entire bed. To don't disturb him, I sleep on the corner, but comes over me too. Still, as long as I can sleep, I don't care about personal space. When my gran lived, I always ran to her bed and stayed with her doing crossed puzzles.."

"Come on, what happened with you?" asked Alin, yawn, and made comfortable in the bed looking above him. "Do you realize how much I hate to somebody wakes me up? Don't say you are fine because you are not, especially after you have such a reaction and cut the line make by Liam."

"I had a vision and a dream which was too real," informed Mike and shared his vision with Alin. "I saw Ahsoka's and Anakin's memories. Also, I was again in the library with those retards."

"I noticed," informed Alin, and gave more details. "I asleep first, but I felt how Berty sat down in the bed and used katoon to make your lamp. As a consular I have visions too, but not such violent reactions."

"You don't get it," informed Mike and pulled the blanket to warm. "Ahsoka had a vision. I had the same vision too, but imagine I was somewhere in the background, seeing it alongside that lunatics who hide in the shadows."

"Anyway, can you get up and give the anorak from there?" asked Alin and blew in the palms. "It's getting cold here. Also, my blanket with Berty's blanket isn't enough. I asked to give me the anorak, not get my temperature, dumbass."

"You don't have a fever, but worth to check it," said Mike and left to the luggage. "You are dying there. Is like an oven."

"Not your problem," informed Alin and pulled the blanket, covering the entire body. "You don't perceive how it feels."

Mike smiled at Alin and opened the luggage. When he pulled the anorak, Mike saw his shoto and took in the hand, instinctively opening both lightsabers. He looked at the blades and had some flashbacks of how it used to fight with two lightsabers, Ahsoka's lightsabers. After this, he sat on the bed, closed the lightsabers, and Alin came near him.

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"I know you miss the shoto. Even yesterday you looked at your empty hand after the fight with Grand Inquisitor," said Alin and pointed with the finger to the hilt. "Also, I know you will not accept easily back and purify it. Headstrong, like his master, refuses to obey, but Anakin helps me do it."