"I'm not your apprentice." Anakin said, in a level tone, quietly. He knew that getting mad would only cloud his thoughts. He had learned a lot since he had last trained with Obi Wan.
"Oh, but yes, you are." Darth Sidious stood lightsaber ready.
"Obi Wan, can you take my children away from here?" Anakin didn't take his eyes off the Sith.
"Alright," Obi Wan quickly ushered the trembling children down the hall, when suddenly, Luke started to lift into the air, followed by Leia. They both screamed and kicked, but Anakin's old Master was using the force on them. They were being dragged towards him.
Darth Sidious suddenly stretched his hand out, and the two twins started choking.
"Don't you dare hurt my children, or I will hunt you down, and make your death even more painful than it would have been before." Anakin snarled.
"Come back, Lord Vader, and bring your children with you. You will all have more power than you could ever imagine!"
Luke's eyes rolled back into his head, and he dropped to the floor. Leia was still making wheezing Moises, and clawing at her throat. She then feel to the ground as well.
They're unconscious. Not dead. They aren't dead.
Anakin breathed heavily, and lunged at his former Master, red meeting green. Obi Wan suddenly joined in, a blue lightsaber appearing beside him. Obi Wan twisted out of the way of Darth Sidious's blade, and jabbed it at his back, which Sidious dodged easily. He suddenly force pushed Obi Wan into the wall, causing him to fall unconscious, near the children. Now Anakin had three people who would all die if he failed.
The lightsabers flashed, each slash being blocked, though Sidious was being driven into the wall. Anakin couldn't lose, wouldn't. Too much depended on him. Anakin then lunged forwards, and wrenched the labersaber out of Darth Sidious's hand. The Sith looked surprised for a brief moment, before elbowing Anakin in the nose, and knocking him to the floor. Anakin screamed, his concussion playing up again, and his head was slammed into the floor repeatedly.
Sidious seemed to sense that, and continued to pick him up with the force, and slam him back down.
"I seemed to recall you suffered some brain damage." Sidious's smile burned into Anakin's eyes, as the world swayed. Anakin kicked upwards, catching the Sith in the stomach. Anakin pulled himself to his feet, grabbing both lightsabers.
"Darth Sidious. Never thought I'd be the one to kill you?" Anakin mumbled, his thoughts about to stop. The Sith's eyes widened, as Anakin brought down the Lightsabers. And then he rolled out of the way, and used the force for extra speed, as Sidious rushed out of the room.
The Sith was defeated. For now.
Anakin slumped to the floor.
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FORGIVEN - Star Wars - Short Story
RandomCOMPLETED. After nearly a decade of being Darth Vader, Anakin was tired. Tired of what he had become. Tired of killing innocent Jedi. Before, he was so blinded by anger, he couldn't think straight about the choice he was about to make. But, finally...
