As far as Anakin could remember, there had never been a better day on Tatooine than today. Even though the blazing Gemini sun was still shining brightly in the sky, it did not burn his skin. A gentle breeze blew past, and there was no dust on his skin. He quickly made his way through the crowded streets and alleys of Mos Espa.
He no longer had to fear those ferocious galactic smugglers.
Only when the fresh morning air hit him in the face did he realize that he was free. He was far away from Watto and its little shop, far away from the unbearable past.
Only when he passed by the stacked huts of Mos Espa did he relax his footsteps and look at it sadly. All his friends were there, and they were all slaves as well. Sometimes, when he had to face his fate, he could only look at it sadly.
Just like the little girl named 'Ami' and her mother a long time ago.
Very quickly, Anakin quickened his pace and sprinted towards his home. Smith was waiting outside his house. She had her hair tied back and adorned with some silver metal ornaments. This added some color to her face. She was usually dressed simply, but today she had a beautiful smile.
"Anakin, slow down!" She said with a smile. "There's no need to be in such a hurry to move."
"But you're here, I'll be worried about you!" Anakin looked at her seriously, an indescribable fear in his eyes.
Smith's heart was a little bitter. She pressed his head into her arms and said softly, "It's okay, it's all in the past now." Shmi could clearly feel his fear. His life on Tatooine was not as comfortable as it seemed. Ever since Anakin had gained consciousness, he had been deeply afraid.
It was the fear of being separated, and also his attachment to her.
This fear reached its peak when he was seven years old, and they almost lost each other.
"It's okay, Anakin. You have the courage to protect me, don't you?" Smith studied his face and said softly, "Go buy some fruits! I heard your teacher has guests. "
"Yeah! Two Jedi Knights. They have Lightsabers on their waists. It's … the kind you know. " Anakin's eyes were filled with anticipation as he jumped down from her arms. "Then I'll go first."
He sprinted like a young deer. Whenever he encountered smugglers or mercenaries looking for trouble, he would reveal the hilt of the light blade at his waist so that no one would be stupid enough to stop him.
"I want to protect myself, and I want to protect my mother." Anakin still remembered what he had said to Chen Ang a few weeks ago. "My power will protect those I cherish and do the right thing."
"You're doing very well." Chen Ang praised him, and then gave him a brutal beating. "But you need true strength. Of course, you also need wisdom. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so stupid as to say such things now!"
Anakin remembered being knocked to the ground without being able to fight back. Chen Ang held the wooden sword and said to him, "The more capable you are, the more responsible you are. Your sense of responsibility is so great that you must be in desperate need of power. Now, get up and practice this swordsmanship three hundred times! "
This training was not useless. At least now, Anakin was fierce enough to scare off thugs looking for trouble. His Lightsaber was also sharp enough.
But Chen Ang said to him, "You lack killing intent."
Anakin asked for guidance on how to gain killing intent. Chen Ang replied, "When there's a helpless fear and sorrow in your heart, and a kind of anger that makes you wield your sword for love, you will naturally have these. It's not that you're not decisive enough, you just lack some experience."
"Some experience that will make you more determined to wield your sword."
Anakin quickly took a sweet fruit from an old woman. Suddenly, he heard a commotion behind him, and even the sound of a woman crying.
"What's going on?" Anakin asked curiously. There was a faint sense of unease in his heart, as if the scene from three years ago was replaying itself.
"Slave hunt." The old woman hurriedly packed up the stall and told him, "Hurry and find a place to hide. Those damned interstellar pirates are here again. They have guns and suppressors, and they can capture whoever they want. Many people have been kidnapped like this before, and their families have never been heard from again."
Anakin broke into a run. He was as fast as a leopard, flying toward his home. Along the way, he saw many scenes of suffering, but as someone who was always willing to help others, he did not dare to stop. An indescribable fear gripped his heart tightly.
Just around the corner of his house, he saw something that made his heart explode. It was a small silver hairpin that had been on his mother's head just a moment ago.
"No!!!" Anakin screamed. His vision began to blur. He rushed toward his cozy little home and looked around frantically. Everything seemed to be intact, except for a warm shadow. His most precious thing had disappeared without a trace.
"Mom …" He could not help but shout, angrily raising the hilt of his Lightsaber as he stood at the door and shouted.
"Run, Anakin. Your mother has been taken by Jabba's people. Hurry and find someone to save her! "His neighbor, Titi Clonella, stood at the door and shouted at him.
A tall, ferocious-looking creature suddenly grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the ground. "Look! I found the fish that escaped the net. Haha! "
With a ferocious smile on its face, it carried a ferocious alloy knife and walked toward Anakin.
Anakin's eyes were cold, so cold that it made him feel uneasy. He raised the hilt of the sword in his hand with trembling hands. Irrepressible anger and regret surged in his heart. "When your heart is filled with powerless fear and sorrow, when there is a kind of anger that makes you wield your sword for love, you will know what to do."
Chen Ang's instructions made him snap the last string in his mind. The blazing Lightsaber in his hand swung out with unprecedented decisiveness and determination. He remembered Chen Ang's teachings, and the Lightsaber in his hand struck the weakest part of the alloy knife.
Using shock and energy, he forced it to reveal an opening. Then, he attacked like a storm. The Lightsaber drew an arc, and with Anakin's roar, it cut off the limbs of the pirate.
Blazing energy swept across the limbs. Anakin picked it up and grabbed it in his hand. One of the alloy claws stopped in front of the pirate's eye socket. "Where did you take my mother?"
The pirate howled and did not answer. Then, it received an even more terrible treatment. The intense pain woke it up abruptly. "They went to the gate!" it screamed.
Anakin dropped its body and swung the Lightsaber in his right hand, cutting off the pirate's head. He glanced apologetically at Titi Claunella. After seeing her stand up, enduring the pain, he hurried to the gate.
Along the way, tears flowed from his eyes. She might disappear without a trace, she might be injured or killed, she might be afraid now. These thoughts of fear were too much for Anakin to bear. He could only grip the Lightsaber in his hand tighter.
Until he saw that figure, that warm and familiar figure. She was in the crowd, violently shoved by the mercenaries. For a moment, Anakin saw the clear fear on her face. The shock made him unable to move.
He had never seen his mother fear. To him, she was always the symbol of calm. For a moment, she revealed all the fear of her life to him.
When she saw him, the crazed look in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of worry and heartache. "Go!" She mouthed to him silently.
But this time, Anakin did not listen to her. He pulled out the Lightsaber in his hand. Surrounded by the crowd, he approached the group of pirates. The worry in Shmi's eyes deepened. Her anxiety seemed to overflow her brows. She tried her best to signal him with her eyes, but she could not do anything. Step by step, he approached the crowd.
Shmi suddenly closed her eyes and charged at the pirates with determination. She attacked them viciously.
"No!" Anakin shouted. He could not watch her sacrifice herself like this.
A large hand pressed down on his shoulder, and a familiar voice rang in his ear. "I once taught you how much power you have, and how much responsibility you have to bear. You don't seem to take it to heart!"
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