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Anakin's Final Betrayal
Chapter One
"How could she have survived? She... well, she died!, her heart monitor showed no activity whatsoever; She was dead." Obi-Wan stared at the unconscious form of Amidala on the infirmary table in wonder.
"Yes, well as long as the brain is still functioning properly, the heart can be revived. It was a close call, but we believe she's going to be alright. Her vital signs have all stabalized, but we recommend keeping her here for a few nights for observation... the loss of her twins has left her body in a fragile condition."
"Of course," he agreed. Sighing, he rested his head against the glass of the infirmary window. How would she take it? If Anakin turning against her and everyone else she knew hadn't killed her off, he feared losing her only other connections to him might. The betrayal of a spouse was one thing, but losing one's children... Though in a way, Obi-Wan could understand. Anakin had been like his brother, and before that, his son. There were no words to express the shame he felt... Could he have honestly killed Anakin? No, but leaving him as he did... burning and writhing in agony. He shut his eyes, rubbing a hand over his face, wanting to block out his screams which echoed in his mind over and over again.
Padmé groaned as she struggled to open her eyes. In her sleepy fog, her lids felt like lead. Wanting to bring her hands up to rub the grogginess away, she was surprised to find her arms entangled in a fabric of some sort. What in the world...? Finally, freeing her hands, she brought them up to her eyes to rub them gently, but with a frightening start, earlized they were already open. Her mind was racing; Was she blind? What had happened? Where was she? And her babies, what had they done with them?
Sitting up abruptly, she cried out, hitting her forehead against something solid. Head spinning, she tried to touch the barrier with her hands and push it out of the way. But she couldn't. The wall ran the length of her body, covering her. Panicking, she reached out to her sides and behind her head, but the walls were everywhere, surrounding her. Eyes tearing, she kicked at it, thrashing herself around in the box until she was sobbing. Not knowing where she was or what else to do, and drowned in the darkness she began yelling at the top of her lungs.