Delusions of Grandeur

OK, we have all heared the Jedi Drinking song. Well, there is one just for Anakin. I told you guys he had a rep for drinking! This was playing in a cantina a few weeks ago. Heehee!

For you Obi-Wan, in your denfense. *wink*

I held the holodisk in my hand. “Okay, I’ll play along with your sick joke.” I crossed the room to the nearest console and slipped the disk in.

The Jedi Temple interior flashed before me. It seemed to be a typical night. Knights were going about their business, doing what we normally do. Then suddenly there were alarms blaring and Jedi started running around, lightsabers drawn and ready.

I watched in horror as an ocean of clone troopers invaded, blasters firing. Knights were falling everywhere I looked. I was watching a slaughter!

From the middle of a cluster of clones a single Jedi emerge, blue lightsaber in his hands. He cut down a small group of Padawans like they were nothing but tree branches. I could faintly hear him shouting orders to the clones as he stormed the main hall.

The Jedi just so happened to turn so I could see his face.

I covered my mouth in shock, my breath sucking in.

It WAS Anakin!

Anakin looked up at the camera. It felt as if he was looking right at me. His eyes were dark, cold. I winced as he flung his saber into the camera and the holo switched to different location. I could barely tell where it was I was so stunned.

Then I saw myself standing with my saber in my hand. I was standing… across from Anakin.

“Have you gone mad, Anakin?” I shouted.

His eyes! Force his eyes! “Anakin is dead,” he said.

“Why are you doing this?”

“It has to be done,” he told me. “You have two options, D.J. You can stand by me or die.”

“You’d kill me? Just like that?”

“Don’t make me kill you.”

My face was a mask of sadness. His was a mask of coldness.

I shook my head. “I won’t stand by you. I can’t do that!”

“Then I suggest you defend yourself,” he said flatly.

I watched myself lower my lightsaber. “I won’t raise my blade against a brother. Will you strike me down anyway? Or does that not matter anymore?” I saw the hesitation his face. “Please, Anakin don’t do this. I know you. This isn’t you,” I begged.

“Anakin is dead!” he shouted again, lifting his saber. “My name is Darth Vader!”

He swung the lightsaber and I slammed my hand on console to shut it off. I couldn’t watch it anymore. I couldn’t watch what was coming.

Anakin was Vader… Vader was Anakin. And Anakin had killed me…

The shock turned into rage.

I turned very slowly and faced Vader, who was still standing by the desk with his arms crossed.

I lost it.

“YOU BASTARD!” I screamed and leapt.

My mouth dropped. “That wasn’t one bit funny, Vader!”

He chuckled. “Depends of what side of the ship you are on.”

“Creep!”

“Now, D.J., when did stop being able to take a joke?” he asked tartly.

“Excuse me? What did you just call me?” I spat.

Everyone calls me either DJK or just Kriss. There is only one person that calls me D.J. and that is because he gave me that nickname.

“I called you D.J.”

I pointed my finger. “You are not allowed to call me that! Only Anakin is allowed to call me that! “

“I know,” he said.

The Force was screaming at me. I nearly choked. Heat shot up from my feet to my head. Force help me! It made sense now, everything.

“You weren’t kidding…” I stammered.

“No.”

“You’re- “

“Yes.”

Normally, I wouldn’t believe something like this but after the dream and the clever way he placed the truth on the table, it was hard not too. I was beyond shocked. I shook my head at him, feeling sick.

“Pudu! He would NEVER do what you’ve done! He wouldn’t! Nice joke. You can stop now.”

“It’s true, D.J.” Vader titled his head.

I crossed my arms angrily. “Prove it.”

“If you insist.” He moved over a wall and pressed a button. There was a click and a hidden door came open. Lifting a small, metal box, he moved back to the desk and shoved in front of me. I eyed it before opening in it.

There were three things in this small box. It took everything I had not to scream when I seen two them.

One was a holodisk, of what I didn’t know at the time. The second was a small toy starship I made Anakin when he turned eleven years old. He had kept it hidden from Obi-Wan for years. Only I knew where it was hidden.

The third was a lightsaber. I recognized it well. Anakin had given it me after I had been knighted. It had D.J. inscribed on it. Its twin was on my belt.

I looked up at him slowly. “Proves nothing. You could have gotten these things after you- “ I waved a hand. “You know.”

“Play the holo,” he told me.

I didn’t want too but I did.

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Meow! Someone is impersonating me! Going around pretending to be me! Purr! Stop it! I am a made up character by DJK, only she may impersonate me. You may use me in your posts but please do not go around pretending to me on other peoples blogs and cboxs thank you. Purr.

I busted in on Vader the next morning. I caught him slurping coffee from a mug. He sensed me coming but not the way I was coming. I nearly kicked in his door waiting for the slow thing to open. I stormed across the office and slammed both of my hands on his desk.

“Good morning,” he said in that tone.

“It’s not good at all,” I said.

Slurp. “I can see that.”

“We need to talk,” I told him.

“You usually need to.” Slurp.

“Don’t get smart. I had a really nice, long, dream last night,” I said.

Slurp. “Yes, I know.”

“Do you? How?” I asked, getting very annoyed with the slurping.

“I sensed it.” Slurp.

“Do you know what it was about?” I stared at him.

Vader cleared his throat. “Yes, I do.”

“And?”

“And what?”

“What do you think of it?”

He sat back with his mug. “That you need to drink less caffeine before you sleep.”

I glared. “Ha ha. Any reason I would dream Anakin was you?”

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. “Now that’s the question of the morning, isn’t it?”

“Vader… “ Slurp. I reached over and grabbed the mug. The straw came out of the mug and dangled out of his mask.

He snorted. “By all means, have some. You need it.”

Good idea. I chugged the mug and spit it everywhere. There was enough sugar in there to sweeten a whole planet.

“Want some coffee with your sugar?” I gasped, making a face.

Vader spun around in the chair and grabbed a pot of coffee and snatched the mug from me and refilled it. I took a drink when he handed it back. Much better.

“Answer the question.”

“I like it sweet,” he said.

I rolled my eyes. “Not that question. The dream!”

He said nothing. I stared. He breathed. I stared more.

“Are you awake?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Well?”

“Well, what?”

“VADER!”

“WHAT?”

I slammed the mug down. “If you don’t start talking, there is going to be pieces of you everywhere.”

He snorted again. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“My assessment of your dream is that important?” he asked.

“Yes, all ready!”

He stood up. He leaned over the desk. “Alright,” he started. “Your dream was true.”

I stared.

He stared.

“Just kidding,” he said.

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NO WAY!

ECKKKKKKK!

“Anakin?” I said again.

Vader only smiled at me. I backed up against the wall, my eyes wide…
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And woke up in a cold sweat!

I sat up on my bed, breathing hard, sweat covering my face. I looked around. I was in the room Vader had given me when we had arrived. I took a deep breath and wiped my face.

It had been a dream. A horrible nightmare; the fight with Vader, damaging his mask, the chamber, seeing his head and tuffs of hair, and seeing his face…

Anakin’s face.

It was nightmare. Way too real…

Or was a vision?

I covered my face. It couldn’t be. The two of them don’t belong in the same sentence. They are nothing like.

Well, that’s not completely true, I thought, feeling sick.

I had to admit there were similarities.

But Anakin wouldn’t.

His heart was too big.

I got up and got dressed. Moving like a ghost I paced for hours. It wouldn’t go away, I couldn’t stop seeing it.

I trust the Force.

And tomorrow, someone was going to tell me the truth.

Even if I have to beat it out of him.

And you know I'll do it.