Aniaml I Have Become

Written by: Adventure-Seeking-Juliet

When: Listening to the song by Three Days Grace

Disclaimer: I don't own the song, Animal I Have Become, or the characters of Star Wars.

A/N POST ROTS. Vader thinks about the man he once was, and about the monster that he has become. Does he secretly miss the past? Yes. He's lost everything so it dosen't matter what he does now, does it? Wrong. One-Shot, not a Song-fic just based off the song. PLEASE REVIEW:) Angsty.

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He can't escape the living Hell that had become his life, no matter how many times he tried.

Darth Vader was caged inside. LIke a dog, his mind spat. The longing to escape his prison cells was far greater than any other emotion he'd felt since Mustafar except for anger, maybe.

Vader wished someone could save him from this nightmare. He no longer cared what happened to anyone including himself and Vader especially resented the Emperor.

What was so wrong with being Jedi Kight Anakin Skywalker?, Vader mused, his life he's led then had become less and less like a part of his past and more and more like a good dream from long ago that the dark lord couldn't quite remember.

He was a prisoner to the harsh reality he had created.

So what if the world could see this animal he had become? For that was the true fate of the once noble Jedi, a filthy murdering animal.

What would his mother say? Qui-Gon? Obi-Wan? Padme? Would they even recognize him? Well, Obi-Wan would he was the reason why Vader had become this...this...monster!

Wasn't he? Could the answer be no? Was it the sad, undeniable truth that the only person that could be blamed was himself?

Maybe, it was.

If Padme were alive she would help him. She could help him to believe that it's not really him.

That Darth Vader is only his mask that it isn't him, Anakin Skywalker killing innocent people, and destroying lives, but Padme's not here.

Thanks to him, she was gone.

Was there no hope for him? Was there not one person who could save him from...himself?

No, prehaps it is already too late.

Vader couldn't escape himself now. There wasn't an Anakin to return to...there was no reason why he should return because no one wanted him to.

Vader was tired of lying though, the truth was nothing mattered anymore, he had no pride, no love, and had lost most of his power with his burning on Mustafar.

He had nothing left, and rage still bubbled inside of him, waiting to be released on an unsuspecting victim, like a spider his anger weaved a never ending web of confusion as it awaited its next life to steal.

If only his strong, loving mother were here to wake him up from this nightmare, to help him escape this Hell. Vader could no longer control himself, he killed people...no worse...he tortured their souls.

Souls like his used to be so long ago, innocent.

So what if more people died? He had no reason to live now but to kill them all, to make them die as he should have by Padme's side.

Vader knew this was wrong.

So he would wait until someone came along that could show him that he wasn't really a monster, but that he was still little Ani...

Eventually someone did, but it was nearly too late.

But only nearly.

A/N Made me sad! Please review:)