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Title: Dream to Reality

Author: Maris Cohen

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Acknowledgements: I thank George Lucas for creating Star Wars, my mom for getting me into science fiction since the day I was born, and my Lord and Lady for giving me this dream, as strange as it may be!

Archive: Go ahead, archive all ya want

Disclaimers: Everything in the SW universe is property of George Lucas and 20th Century Fox. I make no money from this story and have no affiliation with Mr. Lucas or Fox.

It was late at night, a lot later than I have ever stayed awake. It was the first night I spent completely alone. I hate being by myself. I could hear thunder, a storm was coming and I could feel it. I hate thunderstorms with an unspoken passion. I would pass out during the Fourth of July fireworks when I was litte, I completely flipped during storms. I sat in the living room and built myself a fire in the fireplace. I sat in the large armchair and closed my eyes.

Only an hour before I came home from seeing Star Wars Episode 1 for the fifth time. It was the first time I ever saw it alone. For some odd reason, the images made more of an impact on me this time then they ever did. Maybe because I was alone, the only one in that theatre that night. I shuddered, still seeing the evil of Darth Maul, still able to visualize the Gunagns battle, and thankfully still able to see Obi-Wan's hot body move like a tiger.

Damn that guy was hot!

A sudden thunderclap scared me from my visualations and I stood up. I quickly looked around, calmed myself then slumped back into the chair. "Look at me, as alert as a Jedi." I muttered to myself. I closed my eyes again. But yet another flash of lightening and a particuallary scary clap of thunder scared me yet again. But this time, when I opened mky eyes and lept to me feet, I only had a second to whip out a lightsaber and block Darth Maul's attack. In a split second, three million thoughts ran through my head.

"Wait a sec, I have a lightsaber? Darth Maul just attacked me?" I said to myself. "Aurana watch out!" A familiar voice yelled before I was shoved to the ground. As I laid down in what I soon realized to be water, I heard breathing in my ear. A warm burst of wind washed over me and whoever was laying on top of my back.

Once the wind stopped, I was picked up and set on my feet. "Obi-Wan! Aurana! Are you two all right?" Hey, I knew that voice! And Obi-Wan? I turned to face the person who had pushed me.

Yup, it really was Obi-Wan Kenobi! I stopped breathing.

"Yes Master, we're okay. Aurana? You still looked shocked," Obi-Wan said. "I, I, uh," I stammered, not knowing what to say. I saw Qui-Gon Jinn running towards us out of the corner of my eye. "If I see Jar Jar Binks running after him, I'll belong in an institution." I murmured. There was a sudden rumble of thunder and I stood up once more. I was back in my house, in my living room, staring at the fire in the fireplace that was now starting to burn out.

"Man, what a mightmare," I said.

"It's not over yet my young Padawan," It was Obi-Wan's voice! I searched frantically, trying to find him somewhere. But there was no one but me.

And the echo of his voice. "The nightmare isn't over yet my love, my Padawan, not yet."