Author: Tru_Elizabeth_Ward
Title: A Memory Lost in Darkness, A Love Found In Light.
Characters: Vader/Anakin, Padmé Naberrie Skywalker, Lord Sidious, ETC
Summary: Set After ROTS, Vader wins the battle of Mustafar but lets Obi-Wan go after which he sets off to find Padme. What if she lost her memory and both the Twins died only to be brought back? Will Padme regain her Memories and will Vader revert back to Anakin through their love?
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns Star Wars, and all of its characters. I just wanted to give them a different ending.
I must firstly apologise, I had in fact wrote this story and began posting under the name Anakins_Fallen_Angel some years ago when life got on top of things. It's only recently I've found it and continued to finish it. However all my details I can't remember including my password so I've decided to start re-posting under a new name. The story is now finished and chapters will be posted every week or so give or take. I hope you like the story.
Chapter 1. In Dreams We Realise…
They say that when a person loses their memory, it can be because of numerous reasons. Sometimes people block out memories without even meaning too, memories of pain and hurt.
They bury the memory inside of them so far down because once blocked and forgotten their mind can move forward, but that memory won't always stay forgotten...
They also say that if a person chooses to do such a thing as unwillingly forget, there's always a small chance they can regain the knowledge they once held. Love and light brings back a persons memory, to help them get through it and to work out unresolved issues.
Padme Naberrie Skywalker lays in a medical chamber. Her mind is in a void of darkness, a coma, and she knows she should wake up. Visions penetrate through her mind.
*I need to wake, I have duties, my baby and Anakin... No... Ani's not himself. His eyes, there wasn't the spark that usually resides there. Anakin what have you done? You've buried yourself so far down that not even our love can break through the walls you've put in place.*
Memories of their first encounter sprang to her mind. She was a child only fourteen years old, a queen. The ruler of her home planet Naboo and after only five months of ruling she had to contend with The Trade Federation invading her planet. So young for such a job, to be dragged into a war she was so desperate to win, but wasn't sure she ever would.
She was scared for her family, for her people and her planet. That gave her the determination not to give in, an emotion powerful for someone of a tender age.
She remembered meeting Anakin a small nine year old boy, a slave but a person as he sternly reminded her. He was so innocent back then, she would never know what mysteriously drew her towards the little boy. Anakin later told her it was the will of the force and that it simply wished they be together, it was their destiny. She was unnerved by his gaze, wishing he would look away, recalling that not long after he had worked up the courage to speak to her, he had revealed, "I'm going to marry you one day." The seriousness of his voice reflecting upon the look in his eyes.
Padme had laughed it off at the time smiling whilst answering "I can't marry you Ani, you're just a boy." He then looked at her with his brilliant blue eyes, so intense for a boy his age and just as serious replied "I wont always be."
The comment had scared her a little at how serious he had been. For a child to make such a remark was unusual in any sense but he was so sure, she should have realised then that she would forever be Anakin Skywalker's.
At the time though it simply could not happen. He was a boy and she was a Queen.
The Japor Snippet he had given her as a token of his affection, she had thought was a friendly gesture. She still carried with her to this day, residing on a silver chain hung from her neck, a reminder of how innocent he really was, of the little boy he was.
Now and then when Anakin was back from the war and he was sleeping, Padme would steal glances and see the nine year old boy once more, his peaceful face reflected from the moonlight. In those times she wished she could keep him with her forever, away from the war, and the death. When he slept she could see the toll it was taking on him, the effect and the effort he made to put on a brave face for her when he was awake, because when he was asleep all his barriers were stripped and that's when she saw his true face. The face of an innocent. Of the little boy he once was.
Little boy... That's how she had remembered him, how she perceived him without seeing him for the first time in ten years. She recalled the day as if it was yesterday, the day she saw him stood proud and tall at the age of nineteen when she was twenty four, he was tanned with short blonde spiked hair and a Padawan braid. His eyes still had that captive gaze and he still had the cute smile she remembered. She noted how handsome he had become whilst saying "My goodness you've grown."
She had blushed at his comment at how beautiful she had become, trying to think of an answer that would not hurt him but at the same time remind him who they were, a Jedi and a Senator.
"Oh Ani you'll always be that little boy I knew on Tatooine." she smiled warmly at him then walked towards the couch trying to dodge his deep gazes at her.
During the course of them travelling to Naboo and getting to know one another again, she found him not shy in voicing his feelings for her. Looking into his eyes was proving more and more difficult each time, once locked in his gaze she found she could not escape, but more importantly she did not want to, which scared her. This was the first time she had ever felt anything like this before towards another person. Did she love Anakin? No she couldn't he was that little boy remember.
All her thoughts on the little boy came crashing down in great spirals though when alone on Naboo, just the two of them staring out toward the island she felt his hand touch her bare back. She was about to retort about gentleman behaviour, not touching women and ask him to remove his hand when his eyes stared down at her, the very eyes that at one glance seemed to read her very soul. His face was getting closer now and the voice in her head screamed move away but her heart was beating madly and her eyes lingered on his lips then back to his eyes. She found it difficult to move or even gather thoughts, until his lips descended on hers, after a moment she realised what was happening.
"No," she gasped "I shouldn't have done that." she tried to ignore Anakin's confused gaze at her as she thought about what had just happened, and what she wanted to happen again.
The hardest thing was to ignore the tingling in her lips, and the feeling they had left her with, the fire that burned up in her core making the young woman yearn for more. Anakin had burned his way into her heart and sealed it with a kiss.
The Meadow followed that event, and although unable to forget what had transpired only hours before both had been able to set their awkwardness aside to enjoy their time spent together. Time that he made her feel free as a bird, like the women she wanted to be. Never had she felt so comfortable in someone's presence and although it scared her, she realised it was the very thing she had been searching for all her life, but she was too scared to admit it.
He had managed to bring down all her barriers and they were both enjoying themselves stealing smiles and tender glances at one another when they thought the other wasn't looking.
She had laughed whilst he had tried to show off, quickly to be replaced by worry when he had fallen off a Shaak and failed to stand back up.
Quickly she ran to him calling his name praying he was okay, worry went to shock which went to annoyance then quickly to joy when she had reached him and he had turned laughing at her.
She playfully slapped his chest whilst he caught her wrists and brought her toward him, both of them rolling together in the Meadow until they stopped. Padme atop of Anakin, both coming down from the joyous high they had created until they realised the position they were in.
Padme immediately smiled politely before trying to get off Anakin, it was the first time she had ever been in such a position with a male and she was starting to feel uncomfortable, Anakin however had other plans.
He held onto her for a while longer, a tender glint in his eyes as he stared up at her, gently caressing the sides of her waist with his large hands, she felt her breathing shallow and started to panic on where things were heading, she wasn't sure she was ready for anything to progress. Correction, she couldn't let anything progress even if she had wanted too. When she desperately looked down at him he had relented smiling at her before allowing her to pick herself up from him.
The night he confessed all sat by the fire, his love for her she had found to be one of the hardest things ever to hear at the same time as loving every word that came out of his mouth. She then hated herself for putting her defensive shields up from him, she hated seeing his heart breaking in front of her, because of her, but it simply couldn't happen he was a Jedi and she was a Senator.
More confused now as ever she thought as she was being chained to the cart that would lead her and Anakin to their deaths. *I have to tell him, he has to know how I feel before its too late.* "I love you." she said whilst gazing up at him, his shocked features softening then his eyes looking through hers trying to see the truth behind her words.
She closed her eyes as their heads neared and for the second time felt his soft lips on hers gently caressing them, she felt all the love in the world suddenly soar from deep within her as if the words 'I love you' used a key to set the love free from within herself.
They had survived and now she placed her tiny hands in his large ones as they listening to the holy man. This was her wedding day, and it was one of the happiest of her life. The setting was perfect on the balcony where they had shared their first kiss, the sun was just starting to set and cast an incredible glow on them both, to her it looked as if it was their love that was shining from the inside out of them.
Anakin smiled as he leant in to kiss her tenderly, the feeling was incredible and she let herself be taken in a hurricane of emotions that came with the kiss. She realised Anakin was sending her his love through the force, she thought she would faint as she realised the entire depth of Anakin's love for her so she sent hers back hoping he would feel her love for him.
When the kiss ended she knew he had received her love when he smiled at her, his eyes dancing.
Suddenly she felt anxious though as the thought of he wedding night dawned on her, Anakin knew she was inexperienced here she was grateful when he took her hand and told her everything would be fine and that he would wait till the end of the earth for her. These words set in motion the night, she wasn't afraid anymore and the lovers set off to consummate their marriage.
Padme remembered that night very well it had been incredible and at the end she lay with her head pillowed on Anakin's chest her arm sprawled over him and his arm hooked around her waist, they were both tired and Anakin gently nuzzled Padme's hair with his face.
Padme had never felt so content in her life as she recalled their first time. Anakin had been the perfect gentleman and had made Padme feel so safe and loved. With that in mind they both settled into a restful slumber.
And now hiding in the shadows she waited for her husband, three years had passed since their small wedding and she still couldn't believe that he was hers and she was his. Her love for him had only grown and now as she waited for him she felt the love inside her stomach gently.
She smiled at the thought of Anakin's face when he found out he was to be a father, it still hadn't sunken in yet she was to be a mother and the thought terrified her as well as excited her.
This was something she wanted truly, deeply.
When he came to her rushing her in a hug, then picking her up and spinning her round, his hair was now just above his shoulders a golden brownie blonde, gorgeous waves adorned his head, he was more muscular and the war had made him grow up even more at the tender age of 22. He was much more mature than his years whilst she was maturing at the age of 27. His eyes still pierced her with the blue warmth the radiated from them, oh how she loved his eyes.
When she told him he was to be a father she smiled at how his reaction was shocked to pure joy in seconds. The tiny life that resided within Padme, a token of their love was more than any of them could have wished for. It was the beginning of their family.
His dreams still haunted him, and on the same night she had told him of their new arrival, she had been shocked to hear him predict she would die in childbirth.
His dreams had really took a bad effect on her husband, his eyes gave away his worry for her and she felt helpless to try and convince him everything would be fine. He was convinced he would lose her and that only added to his determination to save her.
She should have realised looking back now just how crazed he had become trying to fight something that in the end was either inevitable or simply false. She was determined herself to show Anakin everything would be fine once their baby had arrived, she put on a brave face for him and gave him the guidance she was entirely sure to believe herself. She gave it him none the less; she would do anything for Anakin. Maybe if she had gotten through to Anakin quicker the damage that had been caused may have been able to be avoided.
Just then she could smell the smoke, taste the ashes in her mouth and nearly gagged from the taste. What was worse, looking up into the darkness that had invaded her beloved's soul. The coldness that had seeped through to him caught up in his eyes, Padme had never felt so frightened in her life, as she watched her lovers face contort into something unrecognisable. His features looked menacing and she realised he wasn't the same man anymore.
Anakin had never ever lifted a finger to Padme, swearing he would protect her from harm, and she believed him. Their love was a bond that stretched so deep she'd believe anything he ever told her and wait until the end of the galaxy for him.
However she felt her throat tighten, her airways struggling to gather the air her lungs desperately needed. The air their child needed.
"Anakin no!" she screamed.
"You brought him here to kill me!" Anakin shouted.
Padme silently wondered would he really think that of her, that she would intentionally bring a person, especially Obi-Wan here to kill him.
Tears sprung furthermore to her eyes as she realised the darkness had truly taken over Anakin.
The last thing she remembered was seeing the look in his eyes, he had begun to realise what he was doing and a haunted look had appeared in them, Padme realised there was still hope for him yet and then her world crumpled and all she saw was darkness.
Stuck alone in the darkness wasn't nice as she was coming to realise. Anakin still needed her and so did her unborn child. She knew she was in a sort of coma but also knew that if Anakin had any chance of coming back from the dark side she had to be awake to see it through.
The last memory so new had hurt her deeply and she wondered if it ever possible to move on from the look his eyes had sent her whilst choking her.
Did he know that if he choked a pregnant women the baby would easily die quickly from lack of oxygen, that all it took was mere minutes and the child would be took from them.
Did he realise what he was doing when he constricted her air pipe, starved her of oxygen and forced her to look at him, trying to get through to him with all the love she had shone in her eyes.
She was certain that Anakin wouldn't harm her before that day but he had turned so quickly, she feared him, feared the darkness that now clung to every thought she had.
She had to wake up soon, she had find Anakin and talk with him, make him see the light. Too many good memories compensated for that one bad one, she knew they had to grow old together and realise more memories together. Hopefully forget the bad one of him choking her, she had to wake up...