A Sharp and Decisive Tool Called Pain- A One Shot

A Sharp and Decisive Tool Called Pain

As Vader approached The Snowy Wreckage, He couldn't help but recall the Great People that The Ship had once harbored. The Brave Soldiers, Wise Captains, and unwavering Jedi that was once His Padawan.

He then knelt to grab the Lightsaber, the same Lightsaber that had called onto Him through The Force. He gently gripped its handle like He held onto a Precious Memory. As He ignited the blade, He sensed the Warmth surrounding its familiar Blue Aura.

For a brief moment, he was Anakin Skywalker once again. But He was soon interrupted by the cries of a distant Convor.

He helplessly watched as The soaring Bird circled above Him, a dreadful reminder of what His Life could've been. As He was thrown back into Reality, He disengaged the beam and took one final look before walking away.

As He left, an Orange Helmet was revealed to be buried in the snow. A fading Remnant of The Fallen Republic and His Loved Ones that fell with it.

Through the faint reflection of Its Visor, We see the last of Vader. A Man who has lost everything and is now fading into oblivion.

This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker, forever; You can hear Yourself Breathing. It comes hard, and harsh, and it scrapes nerves already raw, but You cannot stop it.

You can never stop it. You cannot even slow it down. You don't even have Lungs anymore.

Mechanisms hardwired into Your Chest Breathe for You...

They will pump Oxygen into your Bloodstream, forever. The Clone Wars was the perfect trap. By Fighting at all, the Jedi lost everything... 

And there is one blazing moment in which you finally understand that there was no dragon. That there was no Vader. That there was only you. 

Only Anakin Skywalker and in the end, you cannot touch the shadow. In the end, you do not even want to. 

And only in the end, is the shadow which is all you have left. Because the shadow understands you, the shadow forgives you, the shadow gathers you unto itself.

 And within your furnace heart, you burn in your own flame. This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker. Forever...