30 - The Chosen One

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Anakin's POV
I've been beaten down, heart broken, tortured, and even killed; all by the woman I love. Losing her a year ago was gut-wrenching, and I spent my nights in tears with little to no sleep just because I was afraid I would see her in my dreams. I didn't think I would be able to handle it.

So you would think that after my past year of constant physical and emotional torture; I would have no more tears left to cry, or no more heart left to break.

But, that wasn't the case.

"No!" I sobbed loud enough for my voice to echo around us, "Please don't let this be real, please." I whimpered.

I placed my hand on her cheek, hoping to feel her warmth. But she was slowly becoming colder the longer she didn't have air in her lungs. I'm not even sure how long we've been sitting here, but I wasn't ready to let her go; I don't know if I ever will be.

"Don't leave me Princess. Please come back, I need you," I broke down, clutching her lifeless body to my chest as I cried my heart out. These past few days thinking she was dead feel much different than how I'm feeling now. At least then I had this small piece of hope that she was somehow alive - but now there is no hope, she really is gone, and I was utterly devastated.

I placed my face in the crook of her neck as my gloved hand gripped her hair. It wasn't hard to figure out what she did, force resurrection, she gave up her life to give me back mine.

I am grateful for her final act of love, but at the same time; how could I ever want this life if she's not in it? How can I ever love someone else?

The only reason I'm not trying to reverse it right now is because this was her way of trying to gain her redemption. And I refuse disrespect her final wish, no matter how bad I want to.

I could hear both Yoda and Cal next to me, crying softly without speaking. And I have Artoo to my right, playing her last words to me on repeat 'I love you more', 'I love you more'.

I'm not sure what he was trying to accomplish. Wether it's to give me some form of comfort, knowing she died as her and still loving me; or to break my heart even more - either way, I'm experiencing both.

I felt Cal place his hand on my shoulder as he bent down next to me, "We'll give her a proper burial, and then we'll go after that slug. The clone army will listen to me, she put them under my command before she-"

I raised my hand to silence him, "No," I brought it back down and softly caressed (y/n)'s pale cheek, "This isn't fair," I whispered, praying that her eyes would open or the color in her skin would return, "Everytime I think for even a moment that we're going to be happy, it gets ripped away. Our wedding was ruined because of him, he manipulated her into joining the wrong side, he tore her away from me on Mustafar, he turned her against me again just when I thought I was getting her back, and now she's dead moments after fully turning back to the light." I went down the list of all the times I allowed myself to have even a sliver of hope, only to have it taken away - because of him, "I'm going to kill him, not you, not Yoda - me." I stood up, picking up (y/n)'s body in the process.

I stopped crying, I was suddenly numb as I looked down at her lifeless body in my arms again.

That man took everything from me.

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