𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗙𝗜𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡

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This is a really big chapter, you cannot miss it.

Also I'm sorry, but I hope you guys like it. I edited it like, ten times.

Anakin thought what he was doing was almost pitiful. How does anyone get wasted off of milkshakes?

He drank his chocolate milkshake soberly until there was nothing left. He wanted to bang his head against the wall when that sound he hated was all that was left when he sucked into the reusable straw he always had on him. He hated it every time, but this time it felt worse.

"I'm assuming you want another one?" The waiter asked. "Same kind as before?"

Anakin nodded his head slowly. "Yeah...to both of those things."

He looked down as the waiter took away his milkshake. What was he doing there? He should be with Rex, helping him out of the hospital. He was probably already out, though. It was sunset, but it was really more night than sunset. Plus, Obi-Wan was there. And according to Obi-Wan, he always knew best.

My life is a mess. Anakin realized. What would Padme think if she saw you now? He thought about it for a moment. She'd try to help you get back on your feet. He answered his own question.

Suddenly, Anakin felt himself get knocked back into the back wall in a mess of wind, fire, and debris. It felt like his heart fell out of his chest. The entire wall where he had been sitting was gone when he looked up.

"What the kriff is happening?" Anakin wondered aloud angrily.

A figure stepped out of the smoke, but Anakin's vision was too hazy to see who it was. It looked familiar, though. Way too familiar.

The figure pulled out a small, silver rectangle from her belt. The silver rectangle came from the side of her belt. Her fingers moved across a switch. A red blade emerged from it. It was a lightsaber. This was the Winter Jedi.

Anakin was glued to the spot. The Winter Jedi followed him here to Coruscant to kill him. He felt like throwing up. How desperate was she?

Anakin shook himself awake and scrambled up so he was standing when the Winter Jedi walked towards him. He grabbed his lightsaber and activated it, swinging it at the Winter Jedi's head all in one motion. She used the Force to stop it from hitting her. Then, she used her lightsaber to try to hit Anakin from above. Anakin readied himself to block it, but then she removed her lightsaber from the swing last minute and practically threw it at his abdomen. Then, she grabbed her shoto from her side and activated it, swinging it at his abdomen yet again.

Anakin just barely had time to block the shoto and duck under the other saber.

"What the kriff..." Anakin said out loud in surprise. It would be a lot harder than he thought to defeat her. She'd definitely practiced since their last meeting.

Anakin ran out of the way so he wasn't cornered in the ruins of the diner. He looked around. People were running away, screaming for their lives. It was a mess. It was chaos, and the Winter Jedi was the one at fault.

Anakin ran back at her and attempted to cut her in half. That worked on Maul for a while, after all. He'd give pretty much anything to get away from her for ten years. The Winter Jedi jumped over him so she was then behind him. She was standing in a menacing way, too.

Show-off. Anakin scoffed to himself, rolling his eyes.

The two of them fought, swinging at each other with untamed rage until they had moved out of the diner, which wasn't really a diner anymore. Maybe burnt up concrete was a better word for it.

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