Star Wars One shots

Life Day

Warning: Sad story-Do not read if you want Luke and Leia to exist.

Anakin was walking around and trying not to feel. Crying is a waste of water. Not feeling are the jetay's* number one rule after all.  Everywhere around everybody was celebrating, laughing, drinking, and kissing. All except him. Padmé was back on Coruscant. Even she was not alright. Who would be when your husband was not there with you on life day and your family were dead? Only Padmé knew why he hated life day. 

"Skyguy! Stop brooding and come join us to celebrate!" Ahsoka yelled at him.

"Leave him alone Ahsoka, he's been like this every life day." Obi Wan told her.

"Nonsense General! Nobody should be this broody today!" Rex said.

Cody made a noise of agreement.

"Well I am!" Anakin said.

"Well you shouldn't be!" Fives exclaimed, reeking of alcohol, going near Anakin.

Instantly Anakin was plunged into the nightmarish world of his memories:

He was pleading, as the woman, with a stale alcoholic stench, kissed him harder: He was only 3 years old!

His mother was crying softly, his mother who had taught him that tears are water, and water should be saved,

He was holding his mother, as she was crying for the fate of life her son was being subjected to.

His mother was tending to his injuries, as he had kicked a man away from his mother, getting himself punished in the same way.

It was all on life day celebrations, that he and his mother were mis handled, raped and punished.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" He yelled.

"Anakin?" Obi Wan said cautiously moving forward.

"NO! DON'T TOUCH ME! Please no!" Anakin started whimpering. 

"What's wrong?" Ahsoka asked.

"I HATE LIFE DAY!" Anakin yelled.

"Why?" Fives asked coming closer. 

Anakin snapped.

"Why?!" He growled as he pushed Fives, "Because every Life Day since before I joined the temple I was a slave!" He glared at Ahsoka, "And every Life Day celebration, my present would be listening to my mother's cries as we were raped! Every Life Day!" He looked at Obi Wan, "You think your life is hard? I've seen things enough to make Mace Windu vomit when I was 4 bloody years old!" he looked at Rex, "My buvir** begged and pleaded!" He glared at everyone, taking in their horrified or blank faces, as he went into his quarters and shut the door.

The Next Morning Cycle

Anakin walked down the hallways, as everyone moved away from him. Obi Wan wasn't speaking to him, Ahsoka was avoiding him, the Clones were moving away. And Anakin was only talking to an equally depressed Padmé through the comm. He got a horrible idea, but which could give him eternal peace. He recorded a holo-vid of him. He sent it to everybody he knew, telling them not to open the file, and they would know when to open it. They set out into battle. Even then everybody was ignoring him. As droids came, he sliced through the battle, but when he saw a droideka, the last one, he lowered his lightsaber and switched it off. Blaster shots rang. The droideka was taken down. So was Anakin. 

Ahsoka cradled her Master, no, her brother, who was having a peaceful smile on his face. 

Obi Wan's comm rang. As he answered it, Aayla Secura's voice came through. "Master Kenobi, we are a few hours away from your current location. What happened?" 

"Anakin's gone." 

"Anakin's got captured!?" Aayla asked with concern for her best friend.

"No. He's dead." Obi Wan replied.

"NO!" Aayla said.

"General Skywalker's dead!?" Cody's voice came through with shock. 

Obi Wan turned behind him to see Cody supporting an ashen faced Rex.

Anakin's comm rang. 

Ahsoka picked it up. "Hello!" Came the voice of C3PO, "Master Anakin!" 

"3PO, this is Ahsoka." She said.

"Oh! Miss Ahsoka, you must help! Mistress Padmé is not waking up! Her pulse is gone!" 

"WHAT!" Ahsoka couldn't take it, she had lost 2 friends within minuets. 

"The file Anakin sent, we must open it!" Aayla said.

And so they opened.

There were 2 recordings.

"Namsku.*** If you are seeing this, I am dead. And I am glad I'm dead. I would finally be at peace. 

I'm sorry Aayla and A'Sharad. But I couldn't take it. Others hated me. I told them and they ignored me. I couldn't take it. 

And I never was a proper jedi. I was married, to Padmé Amidala Naberrie Skywaker. Ever since the battle of Geonosis. 

I'm sorry. Ahsoka, get yourself a new master. 

Plo, Shaak, and Jocasta, thank you for being there for me. 

I'm sorry Obi Wan. I'm sorry I couldn't be better." 

Aayla was crying.

The next file started.

"Hello. I'm probably dead right now. I couldn't take it. 

The Senate is passing a bill in the legality of Slavery. My family was killed by Slavers. My husband, Anakin Skywalker was a slave. 

I lashed out at Orn Free Taa. 

All my money should be used in freeing the slaves and clones. 

C3PO can go back along with R2D2 to live with Owen and Beru Lars in Tatooine. 

Thank You." 

Oh my God, I hate myself for writing such a sad story! 

Jetay - Jedi

Buvir - Parent/Mother

Namsku - Hello