The Apprentice || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 1: Hope

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(Y/n)'s POV
Life as a slave is one of the most difficult lives to live, especially when you're the slave of someone like Watto. He wasn't just emotionally abusive, he was also physically abusive, which from my experience thus far is normal for slave owners.

He constantly threatens to set off the bomb in my head that all of us slaves had. So I had the upmost pleasure of living everyday worried that it would be my last. Although there were some days I wished he would do it. I was tired of my life being threatened nearly everyday, and death seemed like a vacation in comparison to the life I've been living all these years.

I'm nineteen years old and I've been here on Tatooine as a slave for him for nearly eleven years.

I was told that he bought me a few years after he lost his previous slave in a wager. I knew the previous slaves mother, Shmi Skywalker was her name, she was a lovely woman who could never stop talking about how proud she was of him. She missed him so much her heart ached every morning she woke up and remembered he was no longer here by her side, but was grateful that he got a better life than that of a slave.

I envied him for being set free. I hoped that I would be freed just as he was, since him and I did share something in common.

I missed Shmi too, she made things around here tolerable, but then Watto sold her and I never saw her again. That was about five years ago, so I've been alone here ever since. Subjected to the never-ending abuse.

"Stupid girl!" Watto yelled. He threw a wrench and I quickly dodged it, I've had plenty of practice after all, "I lost a customer because of you." Fire burned in his gaze. If I wasn't his only slave, I know he would have killed me by now.

"I'm sorry Watto." I apologized even though it wasn't my fault, but I got used to apologizing for things that had nothing to do with me, "I told you that pod was un-fixable, it was burnt to a crisp. There wasn't anything I could do." I sighed, even though I had a legit explanation, it didn't matter, it was always somehow my fault.

I picked up the wrench with my abilities; so it floated in the air towards him and he grabbed it. He groaned, "What did I tell you about using your little mind tricks, eh?" He narrowed his gaze as he threw the wrench down on the table.

I picked up a rag that I had dropped when I dodged his attack on me to begin cleaning the shelves, "You said not to use it when anyone is around," I turned around to gesture at the empty room, "No one is around." I turned back to the shelves to finish my cleaning so I could go home. I wanted this hellish day to come to an end. I was also starving, the suns were setting soon and I haven't eaten a single thing today.

"That smart mouth is going to get you in a lot of trouble," I didn't even need to turn around to know that he held the remote for my chip in his hand. It's a necessity he Carrie's around every moment of everyday, "You're lucky you're my only slave, I'd have used this ages ago." I heard the sound of his wings flapping away. I sighed as a few tears fought to break through. I was so tired of this.

After about an hour, he came back. I was finished with my chores for the day and ready to leave, "Is it alright if I go home now?" I asked with worry, sometimes he tells me no and I end up sleeping here on the sand covered floor.

He eyed me for a moment before nodding, "Get out of here. But I want you back tomorrow before the suns rise." He flapped his wings and flew slowly away. I sighed with relief and quickly left this awful place.

I reached my small house, it was in a community where most slaves lived, if their owner was gracious enough to gift it to them.The only reason I have one is because I shared with Shmi. But now that she's gone, it's just me in here. Watto never took it away either, so I consider myself lucky.