Title: "Lack-of-Sleep-Walking"
Author: Lunar Insomniac <Pumpkin_Speaker@wolf-web.com>
Rating: PG -13 (give me time...it'll go donwhill from here lol)
Characters: Obi-Wan, Qui Gon, me!! (Lunar Insomniac)
Category: Humor, ABH
Disclaimer: I swear on Jareth's spandex tights that I'm making no money
from this (who the smeg would pay for THIS lol?). Lucasfilms own the boys
etc..I own me.
Status: complete
Summary: An Aussie Sith Chick gets sucked into the SW world
Typical. Not only did I sleep in an hour longer than I was meant to, it
took me another half hour to locate the application forms that I needed to
hand into TAFE in Ultimo, Sydney. Tiff was going to kill me if I didn't
get to the city to meet her soon!! The rational part of my mind was
grumbling at me while I bolted up the street, that I wouldn't have been so
damn tired if I hadn't stayed up for most of the night reading star wars
fan-fic. The rest of my mind was still waiting for my ritalin to kick in
and just told the other half to shut up and concentrate on running.

I didn't have time to wait for a bus, so I hailed down the first taxi I saw
and jumped in. After telling the driver where I needed to go I sat back,
closed my eyes and relaxed. I'd be in the city soon, and once I dropped
off the TAFE forms Tiff and I could go shopping for those thigh-high boots
I wanted. That made me grin, as it reminded me of all those girls who
wrote about how sexy a certain padawan looked in his FM boots.

I opened my eyes and looked out the window and watched the traffic fly past
above and below the taxi...then the heart attack hit me - When the fuck
did cars start flying!! Looking wildly about, I realised that those
weren't even cars, they looked more like the transports used in the Star
Wars movies! Terror began to creep through me....I couldn't see any of the
familiar Sydney landmarks...even the hideously ugly University of Tech.
building would have been a welcome sight compared to the towering buildings
I saw all around me. The rational part of my mind was desperately making a
last-ditch attempt at holding onto any shred of sanity I had left,
wondering if my ritalin script contained hallucinogens, before it too
succumbed to the confusion and fear that was rapidly swamping my mind.

It all came to pieces when I looked at the cab driver. He/she/it resembled
an humanoid arachnid...and the scream I had been trying to hold in tore out
of my throat. Many people have jokingly told me that my scream could
count as a concealed weapon, the first time I went on a rollercoaster, I
successfully managed to drown out the screams of the 20 other people who
were riding on it with me, and my friend who was unfortunately sitting next
to me couldn't hear anything clearly for around 20 minutes after the ride
finished.

Apparently the hearing of whatever species the cabbie belonged to was far
more sensitive than that of humans. It let out a scream of its own, and
clapped four of its arms to its head, momentarily losing control of the
vehicle. The other four were frantically trying to regain control,
steering the taxi through an emergency landing. The vehicle came to a
screeching halt in front of a familiar looking building...I dimly
recognized it as the Jedi Temple from the pictures I had seen in some of my
books. The robed figures running towards the smoking taxi was another
clue...then I passed out.

:: the battle raged on around you in a forest filled in mist. Medieval
knights fought and died before your eyes, all oblivious to your presence.
You feel pulled towards a particularly large oak tree, deeper into the
mist. Reaching the tree you come upon a dark figure wearing a bat-winged
helmet, clasping a long handled black axe - Mordred. You are unsure as to
how you know who he is, but it is clear to you now that he was the source
of the pull you felt. He is staring into the mist, eyes following a
gold-armoured figure fighting its way slowly towards him through the
battle. Suddenly Mordred turns towards you, his storm grey eyes, visible
through the winged-helmet, bore into your soul. "I need you", he
whispers... ::

I came to in a strange silver-walled room, my mind still reeling from the
vivid dream. I was greeted by the sight of a droid pointing a very large
needle in my direction. I scrambled off the bed, backing myself into the
closed doorway. I hated needles with a passion! The droid tried to
approach me slowly, holding its hands up in a pacifying gesture, but there
was no way in hell I was gonna let it come any where near me while holding
a needle which in my opinion was large enough to double as an oil drill!

My first thought was to run like hell, goddess help anyone who tried to
stop me, they'd meet up with a very painful surprise courtesy of what was
in my bag. Wait a moment....where the heck was my bag?
The door suddenly opened behind me, and strong hands landed on my
shoulders. My reflexes kicked in, and I slammed my right elbow back
hard-only to connect with nothing. The hands had been removed from my
shoulders before my blow could connect. I spun round to confront what I
thought of as a new assailant, and my heart practically stopped. Standing
there before me with a slight frown on his face was Obi-Wan Kenobi! I was
so in shock that I nearly didn't notice the taller Jedi standing behind him
- Master Jinn, until he spoke to me.

"We mean you no harm. There's no need to try to break my apprentices
ribs." he said, amusement showing in his eyes. I just stood there rooted
to the spot. Great...either I was going completely insane, or I had just
been dragged into George Lucas' Star Wars realm! One part of my mind was
ranting at the universe in general that of all the Lucasfilm realms I
could have been taken to, the Powers That Be chose to send me here. Why
not the Underground damnit!!? Judging from the confused glances exchanged
by the Master and padawan, they must have read this in my mind, and
couldn't understand what I was on about.

"Ok then...what the hell am I doing here, and where is here exactly?" I
blurted out. The Master regarded me calmly. "You are in the Jedi Temple on
and you were brought here to the infirmary to be treated for a few minor
abrasions."
I shook my head slowly, "This isn't possible, I don't belong in this galaxy
- this galaxy doesn't even exist!" panic creeping into my voice.

The Jedi explained that they were just as unclear as to how I arrived in
their galaxy as I was. Master Jinn told me to remain calm and that "It was
the will of the Force" or something like that. I had a feeling that
judging by the frown on Obi-Wan's face that he wasn't so ready to believe
his masters hypothesis. Deep down in my mind, I wasn't so sure about it
being the will of the Force either. I kept remembering Mordred's eyes from
the dream and the words "I need You."

Title: Lack-of-Sleep Walking
Sequel
Author: Lunar Insomniac <Pumpkin_Speaker@wolf-web.com>
Rating: PG-13? possibly R for some parts
Characters: original female, Obi-Wan, Qui Gon, and a host of other Jedis etc
Category: ABH, Drama
Disclaimer: I swear on Jareth's oh-so distracting spandex tights that I'm
am making absolutely no money from this...am flattered if any one actually
thought people would pay for this though lol.

Once the healers were convinced that I had been patched up successfully and
they had been able to get me to hold still for long enough for them to
inject me with "something to calm me down", they allowed me to leave with
the Master and the Padawan. They informed me that some of the Jedi Masters
pointless considering that I was just as clueless as everyone else in this
matter.

Obi-Wan and Qui Gon came took me to the lift that would take us to the Jedi
could be seen from the transparisteel windows. Qui-Gon pointed out some of
the landmarks to me, while I just shook my head in wonder thinking that
none of this could be real. I felt a wave of apprehension wash over me
when the elevator doors open and we found ourselves in the long corridor
leading to the Council Chambers. I absentmindedly rubbed at my arm where
the sedatives had been administered. Obi-Wan must have sensed my
uneasiness because he turned to me and told me that I had nothing to fear
from the Council members and that the injection I was given would soon
start to ease my nerves.

I stopped dead as a rather embarrassing memory hit me - the last time I was
made me feel and act as though I was stoned out of my head. I winced at
the thought of myself swaying drunkenly before the Jedi Council, with an
idiotic grin plastered on my face and a spaced-out look in my eyes. "Hang
on a sec, just how strong were those sedatives I was given? " I asked the
Padawan. "Its just that I somehow doubt that throwing up in front of all
those Masters would make that great an impression on them when meeting a
person from an entirely different galaxy!" The Master thought on this for
a few seconds before telling me that I had been given a fairly mild dose of
sedatives, and that there were practically no side-effects such as the one
I described in most humanoids that had taken the same drugs.

"But all things considered Master, there is no way to know how this may
affect someone with such an incredibly low ..." Obi-Wan was silenced by a
look from Qui Gon, and the two must have been telepathically discussing
something between themselves. "Such a low what?" I piped up, curious now
as to what the Padawan was talking about. The Master told me that all
would soon be revealed to me in due time, as we were standing in front of
the Council Chamber's doors.

**
*

It felt as though I had been answering the Jedi's questions for an
eternity. My patience was wearing thin, and I was beginning to recognize
the familiar sensation of my brain giving in to the sedative-induced haze.
Trip-out City here we come! I stumbled forward slowly, glaring into Mace
Windu's eyes. It had seemed that no matter how many times I had explained
to them that I had sweet f.a. ideas on how I had ended up in their galaxy,
he had been unconvinced and had been needling me for more answers, as if he
thought that I was hiding something from the Council.

All rational thought was gone on my part, all I had was my brain's confused
ramblings to go on. "I've had enough of this bullshit!' I spat at him,
while trying to stop the room from spinning before my eyes. "How the Hell
should I know why I'm here? Here doesn't even exist!!!" I had started
sinking to my knees by now, and saw Qui Gon start towards me out of the
corner of my eye, but Mace and Yoda had signalled for him to stay put. I
shook my head, trying to clear my eyes as I continued on my angry ranting
at the Council. "You act so superior.....like your smarter than everyone
else, yet you can't even work your own 'Chosen' thingy prophecy!!!" I
vaguely saw some of the Council members sit forward at this, so I stumbled
on with this line of thought.

"So smegging stupid......2 sides to force......L-Light and Darrrk," I
raised my hand in Mace's general direction holding up two fingers
unsteadily in the air as I continued. "You claim he will bring bal-balance
to the Forcie.........but one has 2 peoples only.....and you.....you guys
have....ummm....." I waved my hands vaguely trying to concentrate, "Lotsa
people.......so what's Chosen gonna do??? Can't make more from
2......gotta cull the herrd......slice and dice from.....otheeerrrr,
side,,,,,,," Was the last thing I got out before the blackness behind my
eyes opened up and I gladly fell into it.

Qui Gon was frowning at the council as he scooped me up. "This should have
waited until she was strong enough to cope! She was already tired and
stressed and the tranquilizers must have reacted strangely with her mind!"
. Yoda regarded his former padawan before speaking. "To healers with her
you go, talk on this more, we must".
Mace was staring at the unconscious girl in Qui Gon's arms, and he frowned
slightly. "There still is no explanation to her origins or how she got
here, nor did she give away any knowledge of how she has a Force-Bond
linking her to some unknown...factor, when she has such a low Midichlorian
count". "I wouldn't have thought it possible for any life-form to survive
with such a low count, yet there she is." said Adi Gallia.

Qui Gon and Obi-Wan bowed before taking their leave of the Council. Mace's
eyes slid to Yoda's as the doors hissed shut behind the Pair and their
unconscious burden. "Clouded her future is, watch her, we must" the
wizened Master spoke. Mace nodded in agreement.