The Other Half • Anakin Skywalker

-Chapter 3-

"Burning bridges shore to shore,
I'll break away from something more.
I won't let you turn around,
And tell me now I'm much too proud."

-Arkeah-

(a/n: I'm actually so excited to start writing from Arkeahs point of view because I don't have to formulate her character a certain way.)

Once I had learned of Anakin Skywalkers arrival, I immediately encouraged Palpatine to drain all the emotions from him by whatever means necessary. We need to extract every emotion from him. Every memory of his life at the republic, every detail of his past personal life needs to wiped out. We need Anakin to have a clean slate, so that we can create new memories in the way of the sith. So that he never has any doubts of his loyalty to us. To the Empire. To his new life and new family.

Once I had contacted Palpatine to get Anakins whereabouts on the base, I headed there immediately. I needed to observe Anakins progress from the get-go, so that I could monitor his growth as a Sith, since one day I would be his master and one day his rule could cost me my reputation. Palatine said that Anakin was extremely gifted, but I doubted it. I mean, who murders their own wife and then abandons his only child to go to an organization where he could be demoted to a stormtrooper if I decided that was his fate. That just sounded extremely irresponsible to me, and the last thing this man needed was to sound childish and irresponsible to me, especially since I decide rank positions for newcomers.

As I made my way into the viewing room above the training center, I noticed a man with long brown robes, and a scar across his right eye. I assumed this was Anakin, since I had never seen him before. He was doing well for his first time using Sith methods, but he was still noticeably behind from his lack of training. That was not a major problem, but he would have to come in and work extra hard if he ever wanted to be a Sith lord.

He didn't notice me, which is what I was hoping for. I knew he was my dead sisters husband, but I couldn't fathom his love for her. I assumed his child was also hers, but I wasn't for sure. I knew one day he would be challenged to face the child, and I was dreading that day. I knew for sure we'd lose him to the light that day, because if he was anywhere near Padme she had to teach him the value of "family". I had no family, at least in my heart I didn't. I didn't care for Padme, or our parents, or for that no good child that I'm assuming she had. I was the only person from my family to ever go "rogue" as my mom called me, and join the dark side. I couldn't help it that I wanted to be a human, and use my emotions to help me win wars, and be able to have any sort of relationship I wished. All I wanted was to be human, and to be accepted. And if I had to be on the dark side to do so, then so be it.

-Anakin-

"What? Chancellor Palpatine, sir, Padme is dead! I saw her coffin going down the street myself!"

I spoke, not believing that he could be so cold as to tempt me with the thought of my dear Padme being alive. No one should ever talk about her! She is dead, and what is dead in life should stay dead in news, too.

"No my boy, she is not! She is here, and is waiting for you to let go of your emotions so that you can see her. She wishes for you to completely transform into your true self before you see her Anak-"

"NO! Chancellor, is she id here, take me to her! Immediately!"

"Anakin, you do not command me. Now get back to training boy, before you become just another stormtrooper amongst the rest of these useless people."

And with that, Chancellor Palpatine strode away from me, leaving my heart a mess of confusion, anger, and hope for something that was unbelievable.