Star Wars fic: "Wake the Storm" (5/8)
Feb. 6th, 2014 05:49 pmWake the Storm (35509 words) by bedlamsbard
Chapters: 5/8
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Chewbacca, Lando Calrissian, Yoda
Additional Tags: Time Travel, Crossover
Summary:
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Chapters: 5/8
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Chewbacca, Lando Calrissian, Yoda
Additional Tags: Time Travel, Crossover
Summary:
Considering that he had picked up what was probably a Sith artifact, promptly passed out in the middle of a war zone, and apparently woken up twenty years in the future with Obi-Wan having taken up residence in his head, Anakin thought he was entitled to have a few questions.
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The original Temple building had been constructed to channel the Force, and after so many millennia of occupation by hundreds of thousands of Jedi, the walls themselves resounded with it.
It turned out that they held the Dark Side just as well as the light.
The time of dying was echoed back at Anakin from every direction, a psychic assault that battered at his mind as well as all of his other senses. He saw as faint dim ghosts Jedi running past him towards the main hall, their lightsabers ignited; heard blasterfire and the sounds of their screams – the screams of children – as they died; smelled fire and death and blood; felt a lightsaber hilt in his hand and a battle cry in his throat.
Obi-Wan dragged him back to himself, crouched down beside Anakin with one arm around his shoulders and his other hand buried in Anakin’s hair, murmuring in his ear. Anakin didn’t know what he was saying, but eventually the sound of screaming coalesced into Obi-Wan’s voice and his own harsh breathing. The Force still echoed the massacre back at him, but Anakin was no longer lost in it.
It took another minute for Obi-Wan’s words to be anything but a blur of sound. “It’s just a memory,” he was saying. “It can’t harm you anymore. It’s just a memory.”