Nightmares

Alternate Ending

Ahsoka turned around, smashing one of the droids to the ground with her lightsaber. As she turned to watch Anakin, she could see him taking down droids much faster than she was.

She sighed and rolled her eyes before continuing to fight. She brought her lightsaber to a droid's neck and decapitated it, watching in satisfaction as it's head dropped to the ground, followed by its body.

Ahsoka gasped in both pain and surprise when a projectile hit her in the back. She fell forward and slammed into the ground with a surprised yelp.

She managed to turn herself onto her back, looking up at the droids surrounding her. As they got within her proximity, she swung her lightsaber and deactivated all of them quite quicker than she expected, for being injured.

Though, as she turned her head and looked toward Anakin, out of the corner of her eye she spotted one of the tanks aiming right for her. It would definitely be a death strike.

Ahsoka's eyes widened. She quickly closed her eyed and heard the loud explosion of the tank firing. But it never hit her. She never felt the excruciating pain she was expecting.

She slowly opened her eyes, noticing Anakin standing in front of her, clearly trying his best not to fall. She was shockingly surprised that he hadn't been flung elsewhere.

Her eyes widened as she realized what had just happened.

"Master-?"

Anakin turned around, and Ahsoka could see the streaks of blood across his face, along with it covering the front of his shirt as well.

Her back screeched out in agony and protest as she got to her feet, but she ignored it. Completely.

Anakin gasped and stumbled toward her before finally collapsing. Ahsoka quickly rushed over and caught him. She winced slightly as the pain in her back became slightly unbearable.

She gently lowered herself to the ground, Anakin with her. She soon began to sob as she realized her nightmares of him dying had come true.

She gripped his hand and lowered her head, letting the tears flow freely down her face.

Anakin squeezed her hand back, though it was extremely weak, which only made Ahsoka feel worse.

"Sn—" he swallowed heavily. "Snips.."

Ahsoka opened her eyes and looked at him. "You said that you wouldn't die...I-I didn't want my n-nightmares to c-come true.."

Anakin's expression saddened. "I'm-I'm sorry..I-I couldn't let..." he paused to take in a desperate gasp for air. "you die either..." he finished, lifting his head up.

Ahsoka just shook her head and pulled him up against her, wrapping her arms around him and sobbing. She knew that there was obviously going to be blood covering her now, but she didn't care.

Anakin's breathing was loud, as he was pretty much just wheezing or gasping. Or both.

He wrapped his arms around her in return as she sobbed into his shoulder, her body shuddering with each one.

Anakin felt his breathing slipping away, along with his remaining strength. He coughed and gasped as his arms lost their grip on Ahsoka's back. His head went backward as well.

Ahsoka's eyes widened as she laid him back on her lap. "No-No please..." she pleaded. Her voice was breaking.

She saw Anakin's eyes look up toward her. He lifted his shaky hand and let his fingers brush across Ahsoka's face before it fell back to his side.

He started coughing again, and Ahsoka noticed his body pretty much convulsing every time he did.

She put her hand on his back and lifted him up a bit.

"Please don't-please don't leave me.." She pleaded. "I don't want to be alone."

Anakin gave her a weak smile. "You-you won't be..." his smile seemed to fade, and his expression was replaced with sorrow and pain.
He winced.

Ahsoka looked down at his wound, which was hard to see through all the blood. She drew back in fear as she looked back at Anakin. His breathing was way slower, and he drew in large gasps for air.

"Ahsoka.." he muttered, squeezing her hand tightly as he gasped in pain. She could barely see his chest rising and falling.

His breathing soon started to sound like he was suffocating, which only fueled Ahsoka's distress.

He gripped at his throat rapidly, gasping.

"Anakin!" She quickly gripped both of his hands , moving them away from his neck.

His breathing turned into short spurts of gasping. He was about to die.

He looked up at her, closing his eyes tightly and letting his head fall back onto her lap as his grip on her hands tightened.

"Master...master don't go-dont-please..." she sobbed in the middle of her sentence as she lowered and laid her head on his chest.

Anakin's eyes opened half-way. He lifted his hand and rested it on Ahsoka's head.

Ahsoka felt his grip on her hand suddenly tighten extremely, before it seemed to lax, and the grip on her hand suddenly disappeared.

Knowing that he's dead now, she lifted her head and gazed into his lifeless face, which made her completely break down. She gently closed his eyelids and squeezed his hands.

Goodbye..