I forgot to mention. There will be Stargate involvement later on. Hence the category.Winifred Burkle, Padawan LearnerOne
There’s a great disturbance in the Force. Very close by. Obi-Wan’s knuckles whiten as Anakin momentarily loses focus on what he’s doing.
“Watch out! Watch out!” Obi-Wan starts, alarmed. He resists the urge to cover his eyes as the speeder swerves into oncoming traffic.
Anakin snaps out of it. He turns the wheel this way and that, taking them through a series of quick dodges, barely missing a cargo transport. “So sorry Master.”
Anakin’s attention is elsewhere again, on that disturbance, Obi-Wan senses. Thankfully, he doesn’t make the same mistake twice, keeping control of the speeder. “I sense it too,” Obi-Wan says.
“I don’t think there’s a Jedi this side of Tatooine who doesn’t sense it, Master,” Anakin responds.**
On a planet of a trillion sentient beings, it’s easy to get lost. For Winifred Burkle, not a native of this place, it’s that much easier because she has no idea where she is to begin with.
Even Los Angeles, where Fred used to live, with its breathtaking tall buildings of metal and glass, is nothing compared to this place. From where she’s standing, it looks like the city could very well cover the whole planet!
Fred stumbles blindly from the alley, bumping into a mixed group of sentients. For a moment, she stares at them, wide-eyed. Fred’s never seen an alien before, but she’s seen demons, lots of them, and, right now, she doesn’t know enough to know the difference.
A green-skinned Twi’lek male grumbles something at her. She can’t understand, but he sounds mad.
“Sorry! I’m sorry!” Fred stammers, backing away, making sure not to make eye-contact.
When she thinks it’s safe, Fred turns and hurries away, almost tripping over her own feet in her rush. She has to get away, has to figure out what’s going on.**
A moment later, two figures emerge from the same alley: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker.
Obi-Wan is in his late twenties or early thirties. He has short brown hair just beginning to grow out, clear blue eyes, and a scruffy-looking beard. He is tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in the humble robes of a Jedi Knight.
Anakin has the look of someone just entering adulthood, his features somewhere between a boy and a man’s. He has short brown hair with a short Padawan braid, and cool blue eyes. He’s almost as tall as Obi-Wan now, and he’s dressed in robes similar to Obi-Wan’s.
“Blast!” Obi-Wan says. “We lost her!”
Anakin looks around. His instincts pull him in one direction. “This way, Master.”
Anakin takes off. “Anakin! Anakin, wait!”
Obi-Wan takes off after his young apprentice. He sees Anakin dash off into another alley. As he rounds the corner, Obi-Wan sees that Anakin has the young woman cornered. She must know it too.**
The alley ends abruptly, in a two hundred foot chasm between spacescrapers. Speeders zip past at break-neck speeds. What is this place?!
Fred whirls around, hearing someone behind her. “S-stay away from me.”
“Just relax,” the teen says, trying to sound soothing. “We’re not going to hurt you.”
Fred edges back towards the chasm. The teen stops trying to move towards her. “Y-you’re not human,” she stammers. “I saw what y’all did!”
“Be careful!” The older man warns.**
The young woman glances over her shoulder. Her eyes go wide; she’s startled by how close to the edge she’s come. She starts to slip, starts to fall.
Anakin reaches out with the Force and catches her. Obi-Wan reaches out to steady his apprentice’s grip on the young woman.
“Good work, Anakin.”
They set her back down on solid ground. She promptly collapses. She’s fainted, leaving them with a number of unanswered questions.