𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 || Anakin Skywalker

𝑶𝑵𝑬: 𝑺𝒐 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈.

3 years earlier...

Sersi's pov.

Cries.

Fire.

Screaming.

My eyes opened, looking up to see the smoke filled air, ashes floating along so peacefully. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe. I couldn't do anything.

One minute, I'm helping save a life, the next I can feel one over my body. Dead. Cold. Alone.

The sound of everything around me was so dull, muffled. I knew something was wrong. So very, terribly wrong.

My eyes slowly scanned the area, so many bodies laid still. So many clones clawed their way towards the ship that had just landed, more clones exiting and assessing the situation. Everything was distorted. Slowly, the memories came back in flashes and I remembered what happened. The dull noise ended, now I could hear everything so clearly.

We had been attacked, the enemy had rained hell fire on our medical base and killed nearly everyone. I would have been dead, if Nexus hadn't given his life to save me. Now he laid across me, his dead eyes starring into my very soul as my eyes watered and absolute fear took over every part of my being.

"Ms. Sersi, are you alright?" The face of the all too familiar clone met my gaze.

"He-" I couldn't speak.

The feeling of Nexus' body being lifted from mine almost felt like it made my heart stop from the sudden relief of pressure.

"Come with us, General Kenobi demands we take you back to Coruscant." The clone, whom I recognized as Commander Cody helped me stand.

My legs gave out many times as we walked over to the ship, but he continued to drag me there like his life depended on it. Once in the ship, I was instantly laid across a cot, a medic droid inserting an IV into the back of my right hand.

"I don't- I don't understand. Where is Obi-Wan?" I asked the clone's.

"He'll be with us shortly. Get some rest Doctor." Cody smiled softly, and just then I felt myself become drowsy, everything fading into nothingness.

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Once I awoke again, I was back in Coruscant and on an examination table. The IV was still in my hand I realized as I sat up to look around, the room was dimly lit and someone was sleeping in the chair on the other side of the room.

Flashes of the explosion took over my vision, the sounds of the men's screams and cries for help were all I could hear. All of those men were dead. I had saved so many, just for all of my efforts to be futile. It was all for nothing.

The person on the other side of the room flinches a bit in their sleep, and I couldn't see their face as they sprawled uncomfortably across the chair.

"Hello?" I asked with a shaky voice.

The body stirred, slowly opening their eyes before standing up and rushing over quickly. I realized that it was Obi-Wan, my dear friend Obi-Wan.

"Sersi, thank the maker you're alive." He said worriedly as he sat beside me, pulling me into a hug.

Obi-Wan was the first person I met when I landed on Coruscant. I was new at the Temple and he had a bad burn from training with his Padawan, and he needed to get some Bacta cream placed over his burns. I was so young then, so young. The youngest here actually, I still am. I had been a verified medical genius back on Naboo where I am originally from. I finished medical school as soon as I turned Seventeen, and I knew I wanted to work at the heart of the Republic, where the best of the best were. So with the encouragement of my mother, I went. Obi-Wan has been like a father to me ever since.