"I came along for the ride,
Went wicked with the clutch,
Happened so fast and hurt so much.
Your like a car crash,
And I can't look away."
-Anakin-
As Padme cruised down the street in her coffin, covered with flowers and her still pregnant body encased in a dress that could've out-blued the ocean, the only thing that was coming into my mind was why. Why had I killed my wife, and the mother of my children? Why was it me that caused her to lose her will to live? Why did I lose my temper? Why, that was the only thing I could think of. I couldn't mourn, I couldn't cry, I couldn't speak back to the people offering their condolences or kind words. I just couldn't handle the fact that I was to blame. And in some way, that made me feel like less of a man than I was. I knew I wasn't a father, or at least a respectable one, but I didn't care. I wanted to know why in the hell I was the way I was, and what I could do about it. It wasn't fair, the way she looked so beautiful, even dead, she outshone the sun completely. She was brighter than any stars, yet she was the one who burnt out first, leaving me trapped with inconsolable darkness for a soul.
In any circumstance, I should say I'd never be tempted by the dark side, but tonight, it's especially hard. All the darkness and hatred and self-loathing swirling in my mind, it was enough to push any sane man to insanity. It was enough to make me ask if my time here at the temple was a hoax, simply a concoction of lies Obi Wan had created, just for me. It was enough to drive me to the point of wanting to pack my things and travel to meet Count Dookoo and being evaluated as a Sith Lord. Enough to make me hate myself for being weak towards Padme and towards my past opponents, that I should've slaughtered with no conscience. Enough to make me wish that I had been the one that shocked Mace Windu to death. Finally, after breaking several lamps and slashing things with my lightsaber, I packed the darkest clothing I had, and left the temple, to forever change my way of life.
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The Other Half • Anakin Skywalker
FanfictionOne was a beloved senator; the other a Lady of the Sith. One had a "poster" family; the other hurt everyone close to her. One was too loving; the other always slept with one eye open. ----- Padme and Arkeah Naberrie were some of the most famous twin...
