𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗝𝗘𝗗𝗜

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗪𝗢

I updated again. What a miracle. This story is now going to be my top priority, so everything else will be updated slowly. 

This will have no ships in it that aren't canon. Also yes Luxsoka is included in that (take that luxsoka shippers.) Kaesoka will also not happen. Ahsoka will have no love interest. There will only be two ships in it: Anidala and Obitine. 

I forgot to mention that I do not own Star Wars and this is cross-posted on fanfiction.net.

Also yes I am posting this while only having one sentence done in chapter 3 do you have a problem with this?

TW for suffocation and attempted suicide

Anakin woke up screaming. He always did. It was a normal thing, since Ahsoka died. Since his sister died. She died a month ago. Padme always tried to comfort him, and it worked on the outside, but never the inside. On the inside he only felt pain. He'd lost his mom, and now he lost his sister too. Obi-Wan didn't even seem to care that Ahsoka was dead too much. All he did was hide in his room unless he needed to go to a Council meeting.

Anakin forced his head back onto his pillow. He hated sleep. It used to bring him joy, to be able to sleep in. Now, it was horrible. His dreams always became nightmares and he preferred to stay up late. Maybe punch a thing or two. The training room became his best friend. Maybe he should go there now.

Anakin got up off his bead wearily and put on an old shirt before walking over to the training rooms. He stood next to the punching bag and raised his fists. He punched the bag with his bare hands again and again until his hands bled. No one was awake to stop him. All his anger poured out of him and it was all directed at the punching bag. That was until Obi-Wan came.

"Anakin." Obi-Wan said from behind Anakin.

Anakin stopped punching, and turned around. "What, Master?" He was somewhat annoyed.

"How much sleep have you gotten lately?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Enough." Anakin replied.

Obi-Wan sighed. "I know that's a lie."

"So what if it is?" Anakin hissed. "It's not like it matters anyway."

"I know you're sad about Ahsoka's death, we all are, but you still need to take care of yourself." Obi-Wan argued.

"That's a lie!" Anakin yelled. "You don't seem to care one bit!"

Obi-Wan stayed silent. That was when Anakin was finally able to get a good look at his former Master. Obi-Wan had bags under his eyes and his hair wasn't brushed at all like it normally was. It was a giant mess of hair. Obi-Wan also looked like he hadn't eaten much lately and he looked just as messy as Anakin.

Obi-Wan finally spoke. His tone was somber. "We both lost someone special to us, and even though it may seem like I do not care, I do."

"Whatever." Anakin pushed past Obi-Wan and dragged his feet to his room. He fell face-first onto his bed and screamed into his pillow as tears streamed down his face. Pretty soon, he couldn't breathe. Maybe I deserve this. I did let Ahsoka fall after all. This should be my punishment.

Suddenly, Anakin felt someone rip him off of his pillow. He began coughing for air, and his lungs greatly appreciated the air they got. When Anakin looked at who saved him. It was Obi-Wan. Of course it was.

"Anakin, what are you doing?" Obi-Wan asked, worry consuming his entire voice.

Anakin shrugged. "What are you doing? I thought you were gonna go hide in your room for the rest of the night again."

"I tried being nice, Anakin, but you can't just think that the world will stop moving just because you stopped caring." Obi-Wan practically yelled. "We all miss Ahsoka, but that doesn't mean that we all just stopped moving in life. Padme still has to be a Senator, Rex still has to fight in a war, I still need to be a Jedi. Stop just sulking around the Temple and try to move on as best as you can. You need to move on." Obi-Wan had lost it.

"I'm sorry." Anakin said softly as tears started rolling down his face again.

Obi-Wan stayed silent, but he sat down next to Anakin anyway and let Anakin cry on his shoulder. Anakin missed how Obi-Wan cried too.

...

Sidious was just sitting in Palpatine's office when he received a message from Count Dooku.

"What is it, Apprentice?" Sidious asked, slightly annoyed.

"Two of my droids were on a patrol at the bottom of a cliff," Dooku answered. "They found a person there. It was Skywalker's pet."

Sidious hesitated. So the rumors of her death were true. He smiled. This would be fun. Turning Skywalker would become so much easier. "Good. She's dead."

"Tano was not dead." Dooku frowned. "She was just barely alive. I had my droids take her back to Serenno. They were able to heal her, but they removed her left arm."

"What?" Sidious yelled, furious that Dooku saved Tano.

Dooku didn't look surprised, but looked like he was doing his best to stay calm. "I was thinking that you could try using the book."

Sidious closed his eyes in annoyance. "No! It is only a backup plan in case my current plan fails!"

"Of course, my lord." Dooku backed down.

"The Padawan is worthless. Kill her." Palpatine ordered.

The Count's eyes flashed with anger, but he said nothing, and signed off.

Good. This is an excellent development. Sidious thought smugly. Everything was perfect.

*insert maniacal laughter*

Yay, a chapter. I feel like my chapters are too short. Does anyone want longer chapters?

I've planned basically the entire story on paper instead of in my head like normal. It gets...interesting. 

*insert some more maniacal laughter*

I'm working on the next chapter now, but I won't post it until I have 4 chapters done. I'm gonna do more sad stuff with everyone while doing a little bit with Ahsoka each chapter, then, you know what comes next.

Am I being too ominous? I think I am. I can't stop maniacal laughing right now. You know what have a good day/night or time on an alien planet.