1 NOTE: I do not own Star Wars, etc. I am simply a fan. This fan fiction
is also being rewritten but you guys can at least read this one. Please
R/R.
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3 Twins of Darkness
Part One
Amidala screamed as she pushed. She had felt pain of course but this was ridiculous. She knew Obi-Wan was waiting for her on Dagobah and she couldn't let him down. Nor could she let her children down. They needed her. They needed her to be strong, to survive.
"Push, Amidala. I need you to push." The doctor informed her.
"I can't," she rasped, "I can't." She was out of strength. She had been in labor for nearly seventeen hours now. She just couldn't do it anymore. She was tired.
"Come on Padme I know you can," her husband said.
Amidala looked at him. He wasn't really her husband anymore. He was this thing. A machine. He was a living machine. "No," she whispered. He wasn't supposed to be here. This wasn't right.
"Padme you have to." Vader replied, his patience stretching thin. He loved his wife, dearly and it was extremely important that she bring these children into the world. More importantly she needed to live.
"No," she was hot and cold now, "Your not supposed to be here." It was all over. Her children were supposed to be hidden from their father. He wasn't supposed to know that he had children, ever.
"Amidala push!" The doctor yelled. He knew, in his heart of hearts, that she wasn't going to make it. She was too weak, the pregnancy had been difficult and now the birthing was even worse.
She knew she had no choice. Even if she wasn't going to live, even if she wasn't going to raise her children she needed to bring them into the world, the deserved to live. Despite their father's sins. She pushed with all her might and soon heard the cry of a little baby.
"It's a girl." The nurse informed them.
"On more, Amidala, just one more."
Amidala soon heard another cry join the first one. "Its a boy!" The nurse cried.
Amidala reached out to hold her children. "Luke," Amidala whispered, "Luke and Leia
Skywalker." she was felt so weak. She was so very weak.
"Padme?" she heard Anakin say. No not Anakin she corrected herself. Vader. "Padme? Don't die oh please don't die."
She turned to him for a final time. "Like you even care," She wanted to take it back, despite all he had done, she wanted to tell him that she loved him. Just one more time, just one last time. But it wasn't possible. It just wasn't possible.
"Padme-"
"The name's Amidala." she said as coldly. She masked her emotions. She wanted to cry for him to hold her but she couldn't do that, not after all that had happened.
"Padme, please."
Amidala stared at his dark mask. If she had been staring into the face of Anakin she would have cracked, smiled, said she loved him. But he was Darth Vader now. A man she would hate even after death. This man had taken her husband's place. This man was evil. This man was stealing her children.
"Padme, PLEASE." he begged one final time.
She knew it was to late. He knew it was too late. Amidala released herself into a place that had been pulling on her for the last three months.
Vader stared at his wife as she took her final breath.
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3 Twins of Darkness
Part One
Amidala screamed as she pushed. She had felt pain of course but this was ridiculous. She knew Obi-Wan was waiting for her on Dagobah and she couldn't let him down. Nor could she let her children down. They needed her. They needed her to be strong, to survive.
"Push, Amidala. I need you to push." The doctor informed her.
"I can't," she rasped, "I can't." She was out of strength. She had been in labor for nearly seventeen hours now. She just couldn't do it anymore. She was tired.
"Come on Padme I know you can," her husband said.
Amidala looked at him. He wasn't really her husband anymore. He was this thing. A machine. He was a living machine. "No," she whispered. He wasn't supposed to be here. This wasn't right.
"Padme you have to." Vader replied, his patience stretching thin. He loved his wife, dearly and it was extremely important that she bring these children into the world. More importantly she needed to live.
"No," she was hot and cold now, "Your not supposed to be here." It was all over. Her children were supposed to be hidden from their father. He wasn't supposed to know that he had children, ever.
"Amidala push!" The doctor yelled. He knew, in his heart of hearts, that she wasn't going to make it. She was too weak, the pregnancy had been difficult and now the birthing was even worse.
She knew she had no choice. Even if she wasn't going to live, even if she wasn't going to raise her children she needed to bring them into the world, the deserved to live. Despite their father's sins. She pushed with all her might and soon heard the cry of a little baby.
"It's a girl." The nurse informed them.
"On more, Amidala, just one more."
Amidala soon heard another cry join the first one. "Its a boy!" The nurse cried.
Amidala reached out to hold her children. "Luke," Amidala whispered, "Luke and Leia
Skywalker." she was felt so weak. She was so very weak.
"Padme?" she heard Anakin say. No not Anakin she corrected herself. Vader. "Padme? Don't die oh please don't die."
She turned to him for a final time. "Like you even care," She wanted to take it back, despite all he had done, she wanted to tell him that she loved him. Just one more time, just one last time. But it wasn't possible. It just wasn't possible.
"Padme-"
"The name's Amidala." she said as coldly. She masked her emotions. She wanted to cry for him to hold her but she couldn't do that, not after all that had happened.
"Padme, please."
Amidala stared at his dark mask. If she had been staring into the face of Anakin she would have cracked, smiled, said she loved him. But he was Darth Vader now. A man she would hate even after death. This man had taken her husband's place. This man was evil. This man was stealing her children.
"Padme, PLEASE." he begged one final time.
She knew it was to late. He knew it was too late. Amidala released herself into a place that had been pulling on her for the last three months.
Vader stared at his wife as she took her final breath.