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33 - Victim

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(Y/n)'s POV
Never in my life did I think I'd be in the place I was in now.

As a Jedi you almost never think about your birth parents, you're basically taught to forget they exist as if you simply popped into existence. But that love we subconsciously have for them is always there, we are just trained to pretend it isn't.

So to have that luxury of standing in front of both of my parents now, was a blessing that I'm sure many wish they had, but were never given.

Without a second thought, I was already holding my mother in my arms, sobbing into her embrace as if I've known her my whole life. Something about her touch was soothing and familiar, and I could feel her love for me exhibiting from her tight hold.

And even though I never got to know her, the love I have for her has always been there, buried down deep. She was my mother after all. And looking at her now, I know I've seen her in my dreams before. I choose to believe that it's because she's been with me and watching me every step of the way.

Which now that I think about it, she's probably severely disappointed in me. And that thought only made me cry harder, knowing I failed every single person who was rooting for me to be something amazing.

"I'm so sorry Mom," I whispered in-between sobs.

She ended the hug, and smiled at me while gently brushing my hair with her fingertips, "What exactly are you sorry for?"

My lip quivered, it wasn't until this moment that I realized just how much I needed her, "Everything," My voice cracked, "You and dad are dead because of me, and all those innocent people, and the younglings-"

She pressed her finger to my lips to silence me, "You need to stop thinking that any of this has been your fault," Her voice was stern, but soft.

"But it is." I told her with knitted brows. How could she think it's not? Did she not see everything I did?

She shook her head and caressed my cheek softly as if she was savoring this rare moment with me, "No my baby, it isn't. There is one person to blame for everything that happened. The same person who took you away from us and pervaded your mind with lies before you could form words."

"But-" I tried to protest, to say that I still made the choices to follow him in the end. But another voice interrupted me; my father.

"(Y/n) sweetheart, Sidious used you, abused you, and manipulated you. Anakin was never in any danger and Sidious knew that, he chose to use that love against you. And who wouldn't do everything to save who they love," He glanced towards my mother for a moment before bringing his attention back to me, "So you are not the villain here, but a victim." He placed his hand on my shoulder and I blinked away a few of my tears.

Neither of them blamed me?

"And you need to remember that when you're back out there, or your guilt will swallow you whole." He added.

I opened my mouth to speak, but froze when my mind registered something specific he said, "Did you just say, when I'm back out there? As in.. alive?" I asked, uncertain if that's what he meant or not.