Time of Dying

Written by: Adventure-Seeking-Juliet

When: Listening to the song by Three Days Grace

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, or Three Days Grace song, Time of Dying...it only gave me the idea.

A/N This is not a song fic, but many of the themes of this fic are based on the song. This is a SHORT ONE-SHOT, and it is my first Star Wars fic that takes place during ROTS. It's Anakin's thoughts as he becomes the half man half machine, that we know today as Darth Vader.

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He was going to die.

Somewhere deep inside of him underneath all of the anger, and hate, the logical voice of the Jedi Knight he'd once been spoke.

It was inevitable. The one man that he had trusted for so long. The man who had been his master, father, mentor, brother, and best friend had killed him.

Then the tormenting cruel voice of Darth Vader, an apprentice to the Sith screamed angrily as the hot molten lava burned his flesh. Vader could feel it melting away...the skin that belonged to the little Tatooine slave, to the brave impatient Jedi apprentice, and to the strong Jedi Knight who loved Senator Amidala.

He was lying motionless in the pain of the searing heat, remembering things he wished he could forget, but that the bright spirited Anakin inside of him longed to remember.

"Are you an Angel?" the voice of a young Ani spoke.

Vader screamed in pain and anger as the flames took over the nubs that had been his legs. He would not kill Obi-Wan for this, he would rip him to shreds.

More memories flooded his thoughts, first meeting Obi-Wan...when he was with Padme on Naboo playing in the fields, and the water...

The day he was married, he would never feel such happiness again.

The day Padme told him about the baby...the baby he'd never meet.

A tear rolled down his thus far unburned face.

Vader screamed, and yelled, and burned, but Anakin was dying this day.

It was Ani's time of dying...for now on he would live the nightmare of Lord Vader the rest of his days without his beloved Padme.

Padme... what had he done? This memory would always haunt him,

"Obi-Wan was right, you've changed."

"I don't want to hear anymore about Obi-Wan," he'd said," The Jedi have turned against me! Don't you turn against me."

"I don't no you anymore, Anakin you're breaking my heart!" Padme cried," you're going down a path I can't follow."

"Because of Obi-Wan?" I asked.

"Because of what you've done, what you plan to do! Anakin stop now, come back," She pleaded," I love you."

"LIAR," he turned to Obi-Wan,' You've turned her against me!"

"No," She gasped.

"You're with him, you brought him here to kill me!" He choked her then. WHY HAD HE DONE IT?

That day was Anakin's time of dying, he'd said so before...when he had said," I can't live without her."

Anakin had been right, he didn't live without her, but Vader did.

As the fire burned away his flesh the memory burned itself into his brain.

Today Darth Vader breathed his first breath, but Anakin breathed his last.

For it was Anakin's dying day.

A/N Well, how was it? I liked writing it, but it made me so sad! Please review.