Anakin fought to control his ship. Lights were blinking, alarms were blaring. The ship was going down. Struggling with the controls, Anakin wrenched Twilight to the left, hoping to avoid a fatal collision with the rapidly approaching planet. Wrenching it to the right, he attempted to ease the descent of the spacecraft as the gravity grew stronger. The ship continued to accelerate towards the planet surface, flames began to envelop the ship as he entered the atmosphere hot. Fighting to keep calm he tried to fight the ship and draw on the Force at the same time.

Careening wildly, he wrangled the ship towards a plateau. It wouldn't do to try and land among the many mountain ranges on the planet. The last of his warning sensors gave out and there was a final squall of protest as his ship lost the last of the altitude he had. He plowed his ship into the snow-covered surface of the planet. Shaken from his seat Anakin clambered to his feet. Smoke billowed from Twilight, and Anakin didn't want to stick around to see what was burning. He left the ship at a run, muttering under his breath, "Don't blow up, don't blow up, don't blow up."

The explosion knocked him off his feet sending him sprawling in the snow. Glancing over his shoulder he saw the burning remains of Twilight. "That's not good." Rising, he dusted himself off. The air was windy, and snow was beginning to swirl around his head, playing with his hair. He had no snow gear, and anything he might have had was now part of Twilight's pyre. "Definitely not good." Gazing around the landscape, he saw nothing but snow in any direction. There was a storm moving in, and it seemed that night was falling. Anakin decided the best course of action would be to find shelter.

Closing his eyes, Anakin reached out with the Force. He let it flow through him and out into the planet, searching. His eyes snapped open, there was someone nearby. Someone that seemed to be in trouble. Hunching his shoulders to keep out the wind as much as was possible, Anakin made for the other.

The wind was cruel, and the snow quickly covered Anakin's eyelashes with a frosty crust. Anakin had to move slower than he would have liked, knowing that with every moment he was out in the elements his life expectancy dropped. It occurred to him that it would be a cruel twist of fate if the boy from a hot desert planet were to die on an icy one.

"Ben."

Anakin heard the cry from not too far off.

"Ben."

It seemed to be something between a plea and a moan. Anakin ran the last few meters between himself and the other he had sensed earlier. Dropping to his knees beside the prone form he found a half frozen human man of roughly his same age. The man was dressed for the weather, but seemed to have been exposed for longer than his gear could account for. Anakin himself could feel the ill effects of being in the frigid cold for too long. Checking the vitals of the unconscious man he grimaced. Hypothermia had set in, and he was covered with injuries. The wound on his head didn't look too good either.

Starting to shiver violently, Anakin tried to focus on the Force. He had to get the two of them out of here. It was getting darker by the second. Over the sound of the wind, Anakin heard a cry of some kind, an animal cry. Just what I need, he thought, a wild animal that wants a quick snack before bed. Surging to his feet, shivering uncontrollably, Anakin readied himself. He fumbled for his lightsaber, holding it un-ignited in his hand.

Appearing through the blizzard Anakin saw a man riding a furry, horned, lizard-like animal. The animal cried again as the man dismounted. "Luke." The man stumbled toward Anakin. "Luke," he called again.

Looking back over his shoulder to the unconscious man, Anakin motioned to the newcomer. "He's hurt, he needs help."

"You don't look so good yourself." The man called back.

"I can manage, but we need shelter." The wind was roaring now, Anakin had to yell to make himself heard.

The animal gave a bleating groan and collapsed. Shuddering once it died. "Great. Just great." The rider moved to the animal and started unstrapping the saddle. "I have a temporary shelter here, use this blanket and the two of you keep warm while I get us a place to stay for the night."

Taking the emergency blanket Anakin was half blown over as he knelt next to the unconscious man. Reaching under his arms, Anakin pulled the unconscious man onto his lap, he wrapped the both of them in the blanket. Holding the other man close, Anakin sealed out the elements. Sharing body heat the two of them slowly began to warm up.

A short while later, just as Anakin's shivering was beginning to ease, the corner of the blanket was lifted. "Shelter's ready if you're interested in not becoming a giant icicle." Between the two of them they managed to get the three of them into the small emergency shelter. Mercifully, the shelter was heated.

The other man began opening the unresponsive man's clothing and inserting small warmers at his major pulse points. "You can call me Han Solo. Sleeping beauty here is Luke. What's your name, kid?"

"My name is Anakin."