As far as Anakin could remember, there had never been a better day on Tatooine than today. Although the hot Gemini sun was still in the sky, it couldn't burn his skin, and the breeze was blowing, and there was no uncomfortable dust from the past; he quickly walked through the crowded streets and alleys of Mos Espa.
Never fear those vicious interstellar smugglers again.
Only when the fresh morning air hit him in the face could he be sure that it was all free; he was far from Watto and its little shop, far from the terrible past.
Only when he passed outside the stacked houses of Mos Espa, did he relax his pace and look at it with some sadness; all his friends were there, and they were all slaves, and sometimes some had to face When the right fate happened, he could only look at it sadly.
Like a long time ago, the little girl named 'Ami' and her mother.
Soon, Anakin quickened his pace and ran to his house; Shmi was waiting outside, her hair tied back and decorated with some silver metal ornaments. This added some vivid color to her, who is usually dressed plainly but had a good smile today.
"Anakin, slow down!" She said with a smile, "There is no need to be so anxious about moving."
"But you are here, I will worry about you!" Anakin looked at her seriously, with some indescribable fear in his eyes.
Shi Mi felt a little queasy in her heart. She pressed his head into her arms and whispered, "It's okay, everything is over." Shi Mi clearly felt his fear, Tatooine's Life is not as comfortable as it seems. Ever since Anakin became conscious, he has had a deep fear.
That is the fate of being afraid of being separated, and also the 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?" Shmi studied his face and said softly, "Go and buy some fruit! I heard that your teacher has guests."
"Hmm! It's two Jedi Knights, with lightsabers hanging from their waists, that's... the kind you know." Anakin's eyes were full of expectation, and he jumped out of her arms, "Then I'll go first."
He ran quickly, brisk like a young deer, whenever he encountered smugglers and mercenaries who were looking for trouble, he would reveal the light blade handle at his waist, so that no one would stop him without eyes. down him.
"I want to protect myself, and I can also protect my mother." Anakin still remembered what he said to Chen Ang a few weeks ago, "My power will protect those who are cherished and do the right thing."
"It's good that you are like this." Chen Ang praised him, and then there was a horrible beating, "But you need real strength to do it, and of course, you also need wisdom, otherwise you won't be stupid enough to say these words now!"
Anakin remembered that he was knocked down to the ground without any resistance. Chen Ang held the wooden sword and said to him: "How much ability you have, how much responsibility you have, and your sense of responsibility is so great, then you must be very urgent. It needs strength. Now, get up and practice this set of sword skills three hundred times!"
These trainings are not useless, at least now Anakin is fierce enough to scare off those villains who are looking for trouble, and his light blade is sharp enough.
But Chen Ang said to him: "You lack murderous intent."
Anakin asked him how to possess murderous aura, and Chen Ang answered him: "When you have a powerless fear and sadness in your heart, and a kind of anger that makes you swing your sword for love, you will naturally have these. You are not enough." Decisive, but still lacking some experience.”
"Some experience that will make you take up the sword firmly."
Anakin quickly took the sweet fruit from an old woman, and suddenly heard loud noises from behind, even the sound of a woman crying bitterly.
"What's going on?" Anakin asked strangely, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, as if the scene three years ago had reappeared.
"Slave hunting." The old woman who hastily put away the stall told him, "Hurry up and find a place to hide, the damn interstellar pirates are here again, they have guns and suppressors, they can catch whoever they want, many People have been snatched like this, and their families have never been heard from."
Anakin ran away, he was as fast as a leopard, approaching his own home quickly, along the way, he saw many scenes of suffering, but he was always willing to help others, he did not dare to stop, a kind of difficult Words of fear tightened his heart.
Just around the corner of the door, he saw something that made his heart explode. It was a small silver hairpin, which was still on his mother's head just now.
"No!!!" Anakin yelled, his vision began to blur, he rushed to the warm little home, looking around in a panic, everything seemed to be intact, only a warm shadow, his most precious thing, Disappeared without a trace.
"Mom..." He couldn't help shouting loudly, raised the hilt of the light blade angrily, stood at the door and shouted loudly.
"Run, Anakin, your mother has been taken away by Jabba's people. Go find someone to save her!" His neighbor, Titi Clonela, stood at the door and shouted to him.
A tall, hideous creature suddenly grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the ground forcefully, "Look! I found a fish that slipped through the net. Haha!"
With a ferocious smile on its face, it walked towards Anakin with a ferocious alloy knife on its shoulder.
Anakin's eyes were cold, the coldness made it a little uneasy, he raised the hilt of the sword in his hand tremblingly, uncontrollable anger, remorse, surging in his heart, "When you have a powerless fear in your heart And sadness, when there is an anger that makes you swing your sword for love, you know what to do."
Chen Ang's instructions made him break the last string in his mind, and he swung the fiery light blade sharply, with unprecedented decisiveness and determination. He kept Chen Ang's teaching in mind, and the light blade in his hand Hit the weakest place on its alloy knife.
Using shock force and energy, it forced it to reveal its flaws, and then attacked like a storm. The light blade drew an arc, and with Anakin's roar, it split its limbs.
Fiery energy ravaged its limbs, Anakin picked it up, grabbed it in his hand, and an alloy claw stopped in front of his eye socket, "Where did you take my mother?"
The pirate wailed and didn't answer, and then it was treated more horribly, and the severe pain made its brain suddenly clear, "They're going to the gate!" It screamed.
Anakin dropped its body, swung the blade of his right hand, and chopped off its head. He glanced at Titi Clonela apologetically, and after seeing her standing up enduring the pain, he hurried to the gate of the city.
Along the way, tears welled up in her eyes. She might disappear from now on, she might be injured and killed, or she might be afraid now. Anakin couldn't bear these thoughts of fear, so he could only hold the light blade in his hand tighter.
Until he saw that shadow, saw that warm and familiar figure, she was clustered in the crowd, and was roughly pushed and staggered by the mercenary, for a while, Anakin saw clearly the Fear, shock made him unable to move for a moment.
He had never seen his mother fearful, and she had always been a symbol of poise to him. For a moment, she revealed to him all the fears of her life.
When she saw him, the crazy look disappeared from her eyes immediately, only a deep worry and distress, "Go!" She silently mouthed to him.
But Anakin didn't listen to her this time. He pulled out the light blade in his hand, surrounded by the crowd, and approached this group of pirates. The worry in Shimi's eyes became deeper and deeper. She gave him eye contact, but looked at him helplessly, and approached the crowd step by step.
Shi Mi suddenly closed his eyes, resolutely rushed towards the pirates, and attacked them fiercely with his hands.
"No!" Anakin yelled, he couldn't watch her sacrifice like this.
A big hand pressed down on his shoulder, and a familiar voice came from his ear, "I have taught you how capable you are and how much responsibility you have to bear, but you don't seem to take it to heart!"
The stern voice and suppressed anger didn't frighten Anakin. He was so happy that he held the big hand and said anxiously: "Teacher, save her!"