Vader part 2

     "Open up in there, younglings. It's Santa Claus."

    "No. You are not Santa." Sasha protested, "You are Vader, And we're not letting you in here."

    "Open up." the voice continued, "Open up now."

    Sasha ran through the corridors. Her dreams where getting more real every night.

    She used to be a youngling, but now she was a padawan, under Mace Windu.

    He used to throw things and stuff at her, which she cut up with her lightsaber. She didn't understand the meaning or the reason for this training, but Mace meant that it was necesarry for her refleces, so she continued to listen to him.

    Now she was heading to the council-chamber. She knew that they had a meeting in there right now, and she had spesifically been told to not disturb them, but she just couldn't resist it. She had to do it.

    Because of her dreams, making her uncomfortably. Making it hard to breath. Making her wanna hide.

    She had to warn them. She had to warn everyone, hoping that they would listen to her.

    As she neared the place, she could clearly hear Anakins voice, as he shouted out his words, clearly not happy,

    "It's outrageous. It's unfair. How can you be on the council, and not be a master?"

    Then master Windu's voice, replying to him,

    "Take a seat, young Skywalker."

    "Forgive me, master."

    She stumbled inside, almost falling to the floor, before she steadied herself. She saw Skywalker slowly sitting down in his chair and pointed at him,

    "Anakin is turning to the dark side." she shouted desperately, "He's the sith in my dreams." the room was silent, as the people went from shock to confusion, everyone's eyes where on her. Master Windu broke the silence,

    "Where are your manners, little one?" Mace Windu spoke so because Sasha ha used Anakins forename. And Youngling and Padawans wheren't alowed to do that, that meant disrespect of an higher person.

    "You gotta belive me." Sasha continued, whitout apologizing, "Skywalker is a danger to himself, and needs to be locked up. Just do it. Lock him up."

    All the people gathered there, gasped, but Anakin stood up from his chair,

    "I will not tolerate this." looking sharply at the girl who stood in the circle of their attention, "What nonsense is this anyway?"

    Obi-Wan turned to Mace,

    "With all due respect, master, would you please take care of your Padawan? Get her out of here."

    "Of course, Kenobi." rising to his feet.

    "Wait a minute." it came from master Yoda who held out his hand in a gesture to the girl, "Let the padawan speak." his face gazing towards her, "Would you explain this, Sasha?"

    The girl lowered her gaze, sighing,

    "I have visions in the night, about a Sith that attacks the temple."

    "For how long?" Yoda asked, "For how long you had this visions of yours?"

    "Since I was a youngling, master."

    "Hmm. Why do you think is Anakin?"

    "I can feel it somehow, in the force."

    "No." Anakin shouted out. "The force has chosen me."

    "To do what?" Sasha asked.

    "Do do... to do good. Which is the opposite of what you're doing now. Just get out of here, would you?"

    Mace Windu raised to his feet, walking towards his padawan,

    "You heard him." taking her by the arm, "Get out so that we can continue this meeting."

    "Are you all blind?" Sasha responded while she was lead away, "Can't you see at all?"

    "Enough Padawan. We will talk about this later."

    Yoda just shaked his head, sighing hard.

    Obi-Wan looked at Anakin, who was still standing, looking at the padawan who dissapeard out of the council-chamber,

    "We know you are the chosen one, Anakin, but please stay calm."

    "I am. I am calm, master." sitting down.

    "Good."

    "Anger leads to hate." it came from Yoda, "And hate leads to suffering."