Star Wars: Anakin's Dream to Save the Slaves

Chapter 3: Thoughts

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A.N.: For anyone who was interested, this part takes place during Star Wars the Clone Wars sometime after episode 14 "Defenders of Peace" and before episode 15 "Trespass" (both are in season 1). I have actually watched every episode (Except some in season 6; I can't believe they did more!), the reason I chose for this season and these episodes are because it had to be a bit after he met Ahsoka, but not too long after; not only that, but the episodes 14 and 15 perfect for this! In 14 Anakin is injured (which means less work for him) and in 15 he seems to be better (which means time in between episodes).

Rated: T

Warning(s): Slight spoilers, slightly depressing.

Delusions of grandeur…that's all it turned out to be. "My mother died long before I met Ahsoka." Anakin thought angrily, lying on a bed in one of the bunks of the starship which was taking them to Coruscant, home of the Jedi Temple. "I should have come back sooner…I should have saved her…." He could feel tears building up in his eyes, mixed feelings of anger, sadness, and pain building in his heart. Anakin sat up, using Jedi calming techniques which he'd never been any good at, and they didn't help now either. "The vision didn't even make any since!" He thought, glaring at the floor. "That's because it wasn't a vision, it was a child's dream." One part of him thought as he started wiping the tears that had streamed down his face. He looked at the ceiling, as if searching for answers.

If it wasn't a vision, then how had he known about Ahsoka, or the Twilight, or anything else he'd seen in the dream? He'd never told anyone about the dream except that one time when he was little…but now he wondered if it might do him some good. "No, better not mention the past to anyone." He thought as he stood up slowly, unsteady still from a recent incident which had given him some injuries, but the just the idea of talking about his past hurt more than the injuries, he didn't want to imagine talking about his mother. He'd spoken about her once or twice, mostly to Obi-Wan, and only briefly, since neither him nor Obi-Wan really talked about their pasts, unless they were talking about their past together, but rarely did they speak of their past before meeting each other. And right now, he couldn't remember if Ahsoka even knew he had known his mother…. So, no, he didn't speak much of his life before becoming a Jedi, and he didn't intend to.

"Sky-guy, the pilot that says we'll be arriving in Coruscant soon." Ahsoka says from outside the closed doors of his bunk. He didn't want to answer, since she'd hear the sadness in his voice, but he could tell she was at the door, and was most likely waiting for a reply. "Okay." He says after a moment, trying to make his voice sound normal so she wouldn't notice that he'd been crying. "Are you okay, Master?" Ahsoka asks, apparently hearing the truth. "No, I guess not." He says quietly, his voice was that of someone who was sad and in agony. "May I come in?" Ahsoka inquires. Well, could he say? 'No, you can't come in, I'd like to suffer quietly by myself' was one option, but then there was also 'Sure, you can come in and watch me cry, perhaps I'll tell you about my sad past', no, he didn't like either of these…whether he told her no or yes, he'd seem mean either way. Maybe he wasn't thinking straight…everyone needs a helping hand…. No, he could help himself….

"…I want to be alone." He says after a moment. "Are you sure?" Ahsoka asks worriedly. He didn't know how to answer this though…he wasn't sure…. After a moment Ahsoka opened the door, looking at him with sympathy written all over her face. "Ahsoka…I'm just thinking about my past…I'm confused and...could you let me be alone?" He asks quietly, not sure of what he needed or what he wanted. "Is that what you want?" She asks in return, looking uncertain. "I don't know…I don't want to talk about my past…" He whispers, feeling sad and angry and somewhat happy all the while being confused and feeling somewhat lost. "You don't have to." Ahsoka says quietly, hugging him. It reminded him of his dream...him and Ahsoka weren't very close, or at least they didn't act like they were, usually they were joking or teasing each other, so his dream had seemed unreal…but now he saw that him and Ahsoka would likely become closer…perhaps they'd even become best friends.

His depression seemed to fade a bit as he thought of a happy future with him and Padme revealing that they are married, and Obi-Wan and Ahsoka wouldn't be to surprised…him and Padme would have kids…Obi-Wan, him, and Ahsoka would all be Jedi Masters…. It was something to look forward to, and as Obi-Wan once said, 'Dreams fade in time', he wouldn't always remember that dream...or vision. And if the future doesn't turn out like he wants it to, then he'll just hope for good future after that, and so on…. Everything will be fine as long as no one dies…. He doesn't know what he'll do if someone close to him dies…he doesn't want to lose any else, but if something bad did happen to someone close to him…if one of his friends die…he's sure he'll find a way to cope with it…one way or another.

The End

I hope everyone liked my story! Also, sorry about making you wait.