Chapter 5: Victory

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The figure only laughed and moved closer to my huddled form. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest, and everything seemed to go into slow motion. I tried hard to get up and save myself, but I couldn't move. The masked figure only moved closer and closer, his blood red lightsaber drawn for the kill. I could see Obi-Wan yelling and running to my rescue, but his words were foggy and meaningless. He would never make it in time. I watched as Rey jabbed her lightsaber into her opponent's shoulder, and I saw the kid starting to get up. Then, I saw something else. My own lightsaber waiting on the ground about six feet away. I reached my right hand out despite the pounding in my head, just as the black figure reached my side. Clink. I brought up my lightsaber and deflected the other just as it almost pierced my chest. The figure snarled, and I thrusted him away with the force, and off a cliff.

About 5 seconds later a speeder appeared with him on it. "Looks like the so called, 'heroes' win this round." Said the annoying droid for before. "See everyone tomorrow for a new round." I sighed and dropped my head into the dirt. I just managed to make out Obi-Wan reaching my side before everything went black.

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You were my brother Anakin!

Please, Anakin, no!

The Sith control everything! You just don't know it!

No, NO!

I awoke with a gasp. Strong arms were holding me down muttering, "It's alright, it's alright. Anakin, please calm down." I opened my eyes to see a blurry figure. "O-Obi-Wan?" He smiled. "Yes it's me. Are you alright?" I sat up rubbing my eyes. "Yeah, I think so. What happened?"

"Well, after the battle on Geonosis we were forced onto a ship and then to here."

"Well where's here?"

"Some sort of space station, although I'm not really sure. Our new companions are in the cells around us."

"Cells?" Sure enough, Obi-Wan and I were confined and a decent sized cell with a bunk bed, table, and a small, worn, red carpet. "What the kriff?" I muttered. "Language Anakin."

"Sorry." I heard a sudden, CLANG and then a, "Han! What the heck are you doing?!"

"What does it look like your worshipness? Trying to get us out of here!" Right on cue, a Togruta guard came patrolling down the isle, painfully reminding me of Ahsoka. Speaking of which... where is everyone else? Are Padmé and the others ok? What happened to everyone? I wanted to think about them, but I needed to stay focused. Meanwhile, the guard was yelling at Han. They argued, and the guard shoved an electric prod through the door. Han went silent. "Well it looks like we're not getting out of here any time soon." Obi-Wan concluded. "Nope," I agreed.

That night I closed my eyes to sleep, and was instantly caught in a nightmare.

I opened my eyes to see lava everywhere. I was standing on black soil, my fists balled at my sides. Suddenly, I heard a voice in front of me. "I will do what I must." A blue blade was activated. Obi-Wan, I thought to myself. I was about to ask what we were doing here when my hands grabbed my lightsaber from my belt. What? No! I don't want to fight my Master! What was I doing?! Obi-Wan advanced, and we locked in a deadly duel, jumping across the lava rivers while trading blows. We reached the control room, where dead bodies were strewn across the floor with lightsaber marks on them. Oh Force. Did I do this? I felt sick. This was awful. I tried to to tell Obi-Wan that I was sorry, and I opened my mouth to speak, but all the came out was, "This is the end for you my Master."

The scene changed.

I was walking into the Jedi temple with the clones in my wake. Up ahead the other Jedi training their Padawans watched me suspiciously. I ignited my blue blade, and stabbed it right through the chest of Ki' Aderi, one of the Jedi Masters. The clones opened fire as I killed one Jedi after another, Padawan after Padawan. Once the room was cleared I headed to a small back room. It appeared empty, until the younglings came out of their hiding places...

"No!" I screamed. No one answered but the darkness. I began to gasp for air, like I couldn't get enough of it into my lungs. No, no! It was just a dream, just a dream... How could this happen? I would never do that! They're all dead, not just the Jedi, but the younglings... oh Force the younglings too...

I couldn't take it anymore. I put my head into my hands and sobbed.

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