A/N: Hey, everyone. This is something I started thinking about one day. It's pretty much where Anakin doesn't decide to go to the Dark Side, but 19 years later Force-users begin to have visions of what should have been. Not quite sure where it'll go. Feel free to comment, but keep the criticism constructive. Hating is pointless and does nothing to help me. You don't like the FanFic, you don't read it. Other than that, I love comments. I'll try to respond to what you say in the next chapter, but forgive me if I forget or leave it out. Not sure how often I'll update. Bear with me.

Anakin Skywalker stood in Chancellor Palpatine's office, taking in the scene before him. Master Windu had his lightsaber aimed at Palpatine's chest. The Chancellor was unarmed.

"Anakin, I told you it would come to this. I was right. The Jedi are taking over!" Palpatine told him.

Anakin observed the scene. If he was correct, the Chancellor was a Sith Lord. There was no way he was as defenseless as he looked. Also, there was no way the Jedi would be taking over. Anakin had no love of Mace Windu, but most of the Jedi were good people.

His dreams could just a coincidence, right?

"The oppression of the Sith will never return. You have lost," Mace Windu declared.

"No. No," Sidious cackled. "You will die!" Suddenly, a bought of unnatural lightning came out of the Sith Lord.

Well, that does it.

"You. You were just trying to get me on your side. You wanted me for my power. You had no intention of doing what I asked. I'll never join you," Anakin told Palpatine.

He attacked.

To his credit, the Sith Lord put up quite a fight. But the two Jedi were not just in better shape, but they were also much younger, and he was unarmed. Sidious was defeated quickly. Before the Jedi could deliver a fatal blow, he jumped out the window onto an awaiting speeder.

"Skywalker. I'm impressed. His temptation was hard to resist," Windu told him.

"I'm just glad he's gone. Now both Sith are dead, we can get on with our lives. He was the leader of the Separatists. Perhaps we can make peace with them." Anakin looked out the broken window. There was a grease spot on the faraway ground.

"Let's go back to the Council with the good news. There may be a promotion in store for you," Master Windu said, with a hint of a smile.

Nineteen Years Later

Leia Amidala-Skywalker sat down in the pilot seat of her ship, the Mirrorbright, her twin brother, Luke, looking over her shoulder, as they came out of hyperspace.

"Well, here it is. Tatooine. Still don't understand why you guys wanted to come here so badly," commented their good friend, Ezra Bridger, who was playing holo-chess with their droid, R2-D2 in the back.

"Our dad was raised here, and he's never let us come until now. Leia and I want to see why he hates it so much!" Luke defended.

"Whatever. Any adventure with you two is bound to be interesting, seeing as everyone seems to know your parents."

Leia remained silent, guiding her ship through the dustball's upper atmosphere. The scanners reported a small city a few kilometers west of their current location. The nineteen-year-old Jedi accelerated, heading to the spaceport. She could now see it coming up.

Then, out of nowhere, everything went black.