The Chosen One(s) | Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 58 - I'm No One

Y/N's POV:

I stare at my husband with incredulity. "What do you mean, what if that baby was you?"

"Think about it, Y/N." Anakin doesn't bend on his highly unlikely hypothesis regarding my true parentage. "Don't tell me you've never asked yourself why you've been having force visions of this couple that you've never met or heard of before. That cannot be a coincidence."

I bite the inside of my cheek tentatively, feeling overwhelmed. Yes, part of me had wondered why I was receiving these visions, and deep down I may have suspected that somehow, someway, these people might have been real and important to me, but I immediately disregarded that notion. It's implausible. There is absolutely no way. I'm not a descendant of some royal princess, and I'm not a famous deceased Jedi's daughter. I'm an orphan girl left abandoned on a doorstep.

I'm no one.

I come from nothing.

That's all I've ever been and it's all I'll ever be.

"Maybe it is just that, Ani." I cannot fathom anything other than what I've known to be the harsh reality of my origin story for all my 21 standard years. "Maybe it is just a coincidence."

He shakes his head in disbelief. "You've been dreaming of this woman. Who turns out to be real. Who bares an uncanny resemblance to you. Whose sister told us had a child 21 years ago— which just happens to be the exact age you are now."

I feel my muscles tense as my controlled temper dissipates. My eyes snap up to his. "I don't have a biological mother because I was discarded at an orphanage like I was nothing!"

His eyes soften. "I'm sorry. I don't want to upset you. That's the last thing I want to do." He engages me empathetically, and I can hear the care and regret in his tone and I instantly feel guilty for raising my voice at him.

"I'm sorry." I apologize with a heavy exhale. "I shouldn't have yelled at you. I know you are only trying to help."

"It's okay. I understand." He regards me thoughtfully and then glances down at his feet and sighs. "I just... Maybe I am wrong, Y/N. But what if I'm right? Wouldn't you want to know?"

"I know this must bring up so many feelings from the past, and it must be so hard to open your eyes up to a possibility you've been telling yourself doesn't exist for a very long time." His voice is so gentle and cautious as he speaks. "But I still think it'll be worth it in the end if it leads to the truth."

My body reacts as his words strike me deeply. My breathing comes out shaky and I notice my arms are trembling. I feel a wetness on my face, and I register that my eyes have filled with tears. I blink rapidly and tilt my head back as they continue to well up with water.

Anakin is at my side in a heartbeat, wrapping his arm around me to steady my teetering form. My glistening eyes meet his. "Even if they are my parents, Ani. We know that the princess and Qui-Gon are both gone. I'll never get to meet them. What's the point?"

What's the point of learning the truth when it won't lead to any resolution? I'll never get a reunion. Putting actual faces and names on the two people that created me will only lead to more heartbreak as I lament over knowing what could have been and what I've lost.

"But you'll know who they are..." Anakin answers me, not knowing that this is what I'm afraid of.

"You'll know who you are." He holds my gaze as his thumb swipes over my cheek delicately, wiping a tear. "A piece of your identity, I mean." He clarifies. "You'll finally have answers."

He gingerly caress the side of my face. "And if this is true... that means Queen Breha is your Aunt. You'd have an aunt, Y/N. And probably lots of other extended family." He sounds so excited for me as he goes on. "And you'd have a family history. You can learn all about where you come from."