Recognize Hidden Patterns of My Own Demise

Ekkreth's family

Ahsoka was sleeping in a makeshift tent on Peridea. The last thing she saw was her master watching her. Though Master didn't seem like the right word. Dad and father were words better associated with him. As she finally fell asleep she finally let herself call him dad. The Jedi code and her choice to leave always held her back from doing that. Now though, she wouldn't deny that he was her father in all but blood.

Ahsoka woke up in the Jedi Temple. She noticed how young she was. Other younglings were still asleep in the other bedrooms. Ahsoka turned the light on to see herself. She couldn't have been older than 9. The markings on her face were just starting to grow on her forehead. Being in this room and seeing herself brought back memories. Happy and painful memories. Ahsoka wanted to cry. She missed the temple. She missed Obi-Wan, she missed Padmé, and most of all she missed Anakin. Ahsoka didn't care that he was Darth Vader now. He raised her during the war. No master wanted her and even though she was given to him and he didn't choose her, he still trained her to his best. He raised her like she was his daughter. Ahsoka got more affection from him than other padawans got from their masters.

Ahsoka started to realize just how tired she was while thinking. She turned off the light and fell back into the sheets and dozed off. In the back of her mind she felt the old tracing bond between her and Anakin. Ahsoka did something she had wished she had done all those years ago.

I love you Dad.

Anakin was now 14 he had been in the past for five years. He had the best family he could ask for. His mother was just as sweet and kind as she always was. A true father to help him through challenging times. A man he respected and loved for the love he showed his mother. The woman who deserves all the love and respect in the world.

Aisha and Boba were his little siblings. Boba was energetic and loved his family more than anything. Anakin would watch the way Boba hung around his mother. The boy was just like Anakin. He had his mother wrapped around his finger. Actually all of the children had Shmi wrapped around their hands. Aisha was a bundle of joy. She had her mothers beautiful brown hair and her pretty eyes. She always hung around Anakin and made it hard for him to train. That was until he heard Omega tell him it was ok for her to watch the training and try on her own. Aisha also loved movie night with her family. She always tried acting out all of the scenes on her own and would make Shmi act the scenes with her. The girl had a gift for acting.

Anakin loved his family more than anything. But he also felt like he was betraying his other family again. He felt like he had betrayed Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, and Padmé again. It felt like he was replacing them with new people. Which was unfair to place on his new family on Mandalore. The conversation that Anakin was going back to Tatooine was a tough one. Once again he hurt his mother when he told her he was going back. Anakin didn't give a reason for why he was going back. He simply told his siblings to take care of their mother and not to make life hard for her. His conversation with Jango went a bit different.

Jango walked into the garage to see Anakin packing some of his tools and small machines. "You're breaking your mothers heart, Ani. She's breaking down. I know you have some things that I can't understand. But your mother is pregnant. Don't you think you could wait and delay the trip for her." Jango stared Anakin down. His words were soft but his stare was hard.

Anakin turned around to face him. "You're correct that you don't understand what I deal with on a daily basis. And no one ever will. I hate hurting my mother more than anything. But I need to do this. This is something I've needed to do for longer than you realize. I know she's pregnant and I know that's my sibling there. Now I'm going to do what I need to do. And if I succeed then I'll be back in time for when she goes into labor." Anakin was pulled into a hug by Jango and muttered a goodbye as he went to grab his Holocron. As he picked it up he heard a whisper in his head.