The Second Padawan

Chapter Ninety-One

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update! Next chapter will come out sooner than this one did!

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"Embarrassing..." I muttered to myself. I had walked fully out of the Senate apartment complex, without my lightsabers or blaster.

I powered off my speeder, "Your lightsaber is your life." I heard Anakin's voice in my head. "I know..." I said to myself.

As I approached the door I heard a loud crash and a scream, that sounded like Padmé. I smashed the button on the door, prepared to come to her aid, what I saw shook me.

Anakin, my Master, was ontop of Rush punching him ruthlessly. "Master!" I screamed, he was in a blind rage whaling at the man, "Anakin!" He held his fist and looked up at me. This was the first time I'd seen him since I left on retreat, it was not at all what I expected.

"I'm..I'm so sorry." Anakin got up from ontop of him, he looked down at his gloves, like he didn't recognize what he just did.

Padmé immediately bent down to aid Clovis.

"What happened here?" I asked Anakin.

"He-"

"Senator Amidala, is everything okay in there?" I heard Captain Gregar Typho speak on Padmés comms.

"No." She said sternly, "Come in immediately!"

The doors swooshed open behind me, Typho walked in with two guards by his side. "What has happened here?"

Clovis rose to his knees, with Padmé's hands gently on his shoulders. "There was an attack." He breathed out heavily, winding up a cover up. "It was my good fortune to have General Skywalker and his apprentice here. They escaped in a speeder over the balcony."

"Is that why happened, sir?" Typho looked to Anakin, completely ignoring me.

Anakin looked at Typho then back at Clovis as he struggled to catch his breath, "If that's what the man says."

Typho clicked a button on his commlink. "A medical droid is on its way."

"Please," Padmé asked the guards, "help Clovis into the bedroom." Anakin moved out of the guards way and approached Padmé, he couldn't even get her name out before she turned away.

"Stay away from me." She whispered coldly, but I still heard. Anakin's shoulders hung low as she followed the guards and Clovis into the bedroom.

"I...I don't know what came over me..." Anakin looked at his two hands, his concentration on his mechanical one. "I just...I got so angry." His back was turned to me, avoiding my face.

"Master...what happened?" I asked, it was all happening so fast, and I had gotten there so late.

"I walked in, and I saw him, she was telling him no, and he wasn't listening...I got so angry...I...I..."

"You attacked him."

"You think I'm a monster don't you?" He asked flatly, his voice cracked, as if he was scared of how I'd answer.

"Of course not." I crossed my arms. He still didn't face me. "I think your emotions cloud your judgement." I called back to what Obi-Wan had told me earlier. I knew it was the truth, but to this extent...I hadn't seen it in a while...not since the time I got a glimpse of what he had done on Jakku as a Padawan.

He turned around to look at me, "Not in that way." I added, "You let your emotions influence who your trust, and what you trust them with."

"You don't understand- him and Padmé use to-"