Imagine Anakin's Alternative Versions...

Imagine when everyone ignores Anakin Skywalker's growing darkness...

Imagine when everyone ignores Anakin Skywalker's growing darkness...but you. What are you going to do?

Warnings: angst, drama, explicit smut.

Warnings 2: *long post*; unburnt Vader.

Strong recommendations: "Say Don't Go", Taylor Swift.

No minors

Preface

You are getting ready for your next mission when you hear steps. You know whose steps are, not entirely surprised when detecting the darkness they echo.

You quickly leave aside your preparations to meet him, but there is no need: he comes after you. Anakin opens the door abruptly and this is the moment where one faces the other.

"Master Y/N Y/LN", he addresses you cooly.

The sound of his voice breaks your heart; a curious contrast to his eyes, whose new color could flare you in burning hell. You feel tears choking your throat, never reaching your eyes, though.

"There is no need to use formalities, Anakin. Is this what we are now? Strangers to each other?"

"I am a tragedy roll", he speaks angrily. "This is the moment we must say goodbye to each other."

"Am I a waste of memory?", you burst out. "A song of goodbye to be sang in your head?"

Although he is expecting a reaction of you, such words are not what his mind had played before. It is strange to see in you the mirror of his angst.

"What other alternative is there? The Jedis are corrupted!", Anakin yells and the quarters you are at seem to shake. But you remain there, still. "They brought me to decay!"

"That's not the truth! You brought this to yourself, although fairly so!", you speak anxiously, going towards him. "Forget about everything. Forget about them. This isn't about the Jedis or the Siths. It's about who are you becoming, Ani."

There are tears in his eyes, but also the depth of darkness that drags you into it, like the gravity of Tartarus. A call you cannot refuse.

Yet, you feel strangely in peace when being pulled into it.

"You don't understand."

"I do", you speak softly. "I don't judge you whatsoever. I am not asking you to choose. I am, however, trying to wake you up from this illusion. There is darkness in me as there is in you. But we can be at peace with it."

"You sound convicted", he whispers, eyeing down to his hands, holding the saber still.

"Your lack of conviction is disturbing, dear Ani", you side smirk at him.

He raises his eyes to meet yours. Silence hangs in between you two. What's to happen then?

***

A few years ago.

When you first meet him, he is the General Skywalker everyone talks about, known for his blows, his sagacity, ferocity in battlefield, but also for his sharp wit and tongue that may displease some people—not that he cares about it.

There is also a rumor that this handsome General is romantically linked to Senator Padmé, but you don't care about rumors. You are hardly interested in this kind of gossip.

What you want is to prove your worth to your Master before you rise to become a proper Jedi. You are given a mission, delegated under the command of the said general.