Ahsoka Skywalker's POV

Why do bad things happen to good people? That's the real question, right? Why us? I don't know why this happened to us. We're just a regular family like everyone else. When my closes friends and relatives ask me what happened or why did it happen to us? I would simply reply that, 'Why do bad things happen to good people?'... We didn't ask for this. And we didn't deserve it.

17 years ago...

The doctors didn't believe that... He would survive, and anyone who has had a sick child will understand the feeling that you are losing your grasp on them and something's pulling them from the other side which is really what was happening in that house.

(Make Me Want to Die- The Pretty Reckless)

Anakin bit my neck, pushing and forcing his venom into my veins... My blood. He was saving my life after I gave a violent birth to our third and last child.

We actually, at first, didn't believe that I could become pregnant with Anakin, but after our first baby, Matthew, was born we had two more.

Matthew was your ordinary guy with blue eyes and black hair... He's intelligent, good looking, but he was... An outcast. He never really understood society and doesn't plan on observing and wait to become one of the 'In-The-Crowd' people.

Anikah was one of the outcast people as well. She never hung out with her fellow classmates. She preferred to read, write fictional stories and poetry, hear music and she loves 'The Dark Knight' trilogy. She prefers to dress herself in dark clothing and puts on whatever she pulls out of her closet. And when she hears anything that's not Alternative Rock or anything that involves Rock in it that makes you want to head bang and screech... She would get very annoyed and want to force choke the pop singer.

Now the baby of the family is Jane. She's extremely pale for a nine year old who's been in the sun for quite some time. Her sandy brown hair and skin color resembled Anakin... And as for me it was just her blue eyes. She would read poetry to either her father or me while she had free time, which was mostly the entire day, instead of watching the HoloTV. She also knows how to play the piano and the guitar because Anakin and her siblings taught her how to at a young age.

"Be strong, Love." Anakin whispered to me. "You'll make it... You're strong enough."

"I would die for you, my love. My love. I would lie for you, my love. My love."

"Make me wanna die..." Anakin said.

"I would steal for you, my love. My love."

"Make me wanna die."

"I would die for you, my love. My love. Well burn up in the light."

My lips let out a scream of agony. I didn't actually believe that I would die... But when I lost some of my loved ones... I knew that it was easier to die and I told my mother that, 'Did you ever think that you'll never die -'

'Because you think it's impossible?'

'Yeah, but when you lose someone then you realize that it's easier to die?'

I still believe that... To this day... right now.

His venom began to take effect into my body. My fingers began to twitch, that I could feel my knuckles pop and crack. I screeched to the top of my lungs, possibly spitting out blood that was mixed with venom.

Anakin stepped back, watching me burn... I knew he couldn't do anything because he would thirst for my blood.

However, he must've changed his mind because Anakin bit my neck again... Possibly thinking that the venom wasn't taking action. He also bit my wrists, my ankles, both sides of my neck, and my arms.

"Anakin!" I shrieked, gripping the rails of the hospital bed.

He stood far away from me, in the dark corner, his eyes smoldering the golden tint.

My body began to lurch, twist, and jerk in powerful blows. My back arched away from the bed as my heart pounded against my ribcage rapidly.

Eight years later...

I stopped in front of a fuel station, waiting for the Speeder to fulfill its thirst. I needed some liquid too but right now I couldn't... I had family business to do.

"Matt, are you all right?" I walked around the speeder and touched his back. "I told you to stay home... I just needed to get you the medicine and look for a new home -"

"Mom, I'm fine." he coughed out.

I held back the worry expression, afraid that he might get mad at me.

A wooden two story house, surrounded by beautiful green tall trees, sat in the middle of the woods. It had an enormous front and backyard.

A human male was barely putting up the 'For Sale' sign. He smiled at me, shaking my outstretched hand.

"Why, hello, little missy." he greeted. "What can I do for ya?"

"Good morning, Sir. I was just looking for a new home for my family and me." I explained to him, looking at the house. "And this house caught my attention... Also our speeder broke down... Unexpectedly... My son's checking it right now."

He made a gesture towards the house. "Well, ta-da."

I laughed, rolling my eyes. "What's your name?"

"Rob..." he replied.

"Rob," I nodded as we walked inside the Naboo home. "My name's Ahsoka."

The house was beautiful; it had one enormous basement, one amazing kitchen with a granite countertop, a chandelier mostly in every room except the bathrooms and the basement.

"It's perfect, it's spacious and affordable. I'm just wondering what the catch is?" I asked.

"Well, it does have a bit of a history." Rob said.

"A history? What kind of history?"

"I've just heard people say it's haunted. The couple who used to live here just a month ago had paranormal problems."

"Paranormal? As in demons and ghosts?" I said, my eyes sweeping throughout the house.

"Don't worry, little lady." he reassured me. "I've been here for about a couple of days."

Days? I frowned. "Well, I'll talk to my husband tomorrow and decide. I'll call you when we have decided."

"Sounds good." he agreed.