He Has Become A Monster

The Grief of a Master

     A countless number of ships flew by. Anakin watched the sun set, and then rise. The tall buildings of Corasaunt gleamed and reflected the ships, creating a shadow of his head. His cheeks felt tight from all the tears that had dried on them. She would come back, he kept telling himself. She wouldn't be able to stay away this long. No, she was gone, and it was all his fault. Did he actually believe that Ahsoka would come back? Anakin had abandoned her, and now she had returned the favor. She had been gone for hours. Anakin had no tears left to cry. He looked up at the sunrise and thought how much more beautiful it would be if he could watch with Ahsoka. Anakin never considered that he might have ever been in love with Ahsoka, but now that she was gone, he realized how much he did love her. There was no one more important to him then Ahsoka. He remembered all the memories they had shared, good and bad, but they had helped each other through it. Anakin put his head in his hands.

"She's not coming back." Anakin abruptly turned around and stood up. Obi Wan stood behind him, looking sympathetic.  "I'm so sorry, Anakin." He held both of Ahsoka's lightsabers. Anakin snatched them both from his hand and Obi Wan stared at him. As much as Anakin cared for Obi Wan, he had a tens for making things worse. He wasn't here to help Anakin deal with grief, he was here to get time back on track and Anakin didn't want that yet. Anakin knew he was reading every single thought in his head.

"I want to be alone right now."

He growled. Obi Wan nodded his head."Then I will leave you. But remember Anakin, you have sworn yourself to the Jedi. Don't forget that. And soon you'll need to get ready to begin the Outer Rim sieges.." Obi Wan turned and left, and Anakin clipped her sabers to his belt, and continued to sob.