Anakin's POV
I was shown security holograms of a person sneaking around the ship. It was Prim. She's alright! I miss her. I want her with me. I shouldn't be doing this. I became this to save her. She's alright though. What have I done.
Tears fell from my eyes. Will she ever forgive me? Will I ever be a Jedi again? Will the council accept me?
I don't want to be Darth Vader anymore. Why did I do this? I should've known! The second she came to Mustafar she would've been hurt.
Wait, I'm forgetting something! I should've remembered something! Something that would've stopped me from this. What was it?! The dream! It played in my head.
My burning body on Mustafar! Becoming Darth Vader for years! No! I must go back! I need to be a Jedi again!
I took a smaller ship to Mustafar. I need to do something there. I got out and walked down next to the lava river I took off the helmet I was ready to throw it in the river.
I sensed her. I turned around. It was her, Prim was here. "Prim," I said.
"An-Darth Vader," she said.
"No, I'm not Darth Vader, this was a mistake, I'm Anakin Skywalker," I said.
"I'm glad you're back but, how am I sure," she said walking closer to me.
"Because I love you, thank you for going out of your way to find me," I said.
"Anakin I love you too but you don't understand the council's not just gonna let all of this go, I can... maybe but you'll be lucky if they let you back," she said.
"I know Prim, but I have to try," I said putting my hand on her cheek. "You know you make a good girl version of me, but my scar is more to the side of my eye, not a scratch in the middle."
"I think we need to go back to Coruscant," she said leading me to her ship.
"Yes," agreed and we flew back to Coruscant. I hope they'll take me back. I hope it's not to late.
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