Anakin's POV
'(Y/N), fudo' I mind force out but she doesn't respond
Looking down now at her pale skin now turning slightly grey, not a good sign, still shaking a little even wrapping her up in my Jedi robe, holding her in my arms I break out in a run
"Anakin wait" Obi-Wans voice calls out as I run down the ramp of the ship, onto the docking platform and out towards the waiting corridor
Passing several Masters and Padawan's as I go, my boots echoing around.
'I have to save her'
What is this feeling that has come over me, is it love, is it peace, no it can't be, I love Padme, I've dreamed of nothing but her for 10 years since we parted before my Jedi training, Padme, but no (Y/N), when I saw her lying on the ship deck, blood pooling at her side, lying like a broken doll, the overwhelming sense and pull from the force to save her, nothing I have felt before, looking down at her once again as I ran thru the corridor doors, narrowing hitting and missing several Jedi in my wake, her delicate features stood out, I wonder what colour her eyes are, will I get to see them, feeling right here in my arms, her head lulled to the side and resting against my chest, small breaths now escaping her lips, her force energy almost gone, pushing forward I run faster.
'Anakin' her voice echo's in my mind, it sounded so sad and lost, hurt
"Hold on (Y/N) almost there"
How long is this bloody hall anyway, rounding the next corner, I come to the healers wing, bursting thru there double doors, several heads turn around as I come to a standstill, the doors closing slowly behind me, everything's a blur as I look down to her ghostly coloured skin, I don't feel anything as time almost stood still, tugging I felt as I see the healer take her out of my arms, now empty and cold.
My bloodied Jedi robe falling to the floor, she's being taking away in someone else's arms almost in slow motion, shouting, several healers and masters crowding around her, I stare on as I see her limp body in there arms, her arms dangling lifelessly, force signature almost gone.
'Don't give up (Y/N)' I force think to her but she doesn't respond
Sinking to my knees on the hard stone floor, my eyes itching with small unshed tears, looking at my up turned hands, palms blood stained, slowly clenching into fists, nails digging into my palms
Eyes squeezed shut, what is this emotion I have, fear, fear of losing her, hate, hate for whoever did this to her will pay, regret, regret that I wasn't fast enough, my teeth clenched tighter, fists pushing on top of my thighs. Darkness swirling.
I felt a hand on my shoulder breaking me out of my reprieve
"She will be alright Anakin, have faith in the force you will see my young Padawan, you will see"
Obi -Wans voice spoke, in soft tones, like he did when I was still a child after Qui-Gons death, it was comforting.
Still kneeling on the hard floor, my robe crumpled on the floor in front of me, looking down at it I see her blood on it, picking it up, I stand to my feet, I can smell her on it, her scent, like a rear undiscovered flower, as I pull it off the ground I hear a clattering, something metallic hit the floor, looking down I see 2 objects, one is her lightsaber, and the other I did not recognize, a small (F/C) square object with a white wire coming out of the bottom, only then for the wire to split into 2 with (F/C) round hard orbs in the ends, bending down I pick it up in my hands, a small screen with 3 buttons and strange writing on it, grabbing her lightsaber of the floor also I clip it onto my belt next to mine, looking at it, I noticed how similar to my own it was, all black with silver where mine was silver with black, clipping it to my belt, with the strange black object in my hand I stand to my feet, looking forward once again at the now closed healer chambers,
'May the force be with you (Y/N), please survive' I force think out hoping for her to hear, maybe not
'Anakin'
"Anakin, we must go my Padawan, we have to brief the council on the mission and this problem, come we must go"
"yes Master" I say back doubting my words, not wanting to move also, wanting to see if she is alright, what is wrong with me, the Jedi can't have attachments, it's not the Jedi way but, why is the force pulling me to stay, to feel her around me to consume me.
"Anakin, come, I know you are worried, but we must see the council, we will check up on her after the meeting" looking at Obi-Wan, the concern he also had in his eyes, we were cutting it fine, maybe too late to save her, but.
"Yes Master" placing the strange device in my utility belt, placing my robe around my shoulders, drinking in her scent as it wafts around me, as we walk down the now deserted corridors to the council chambers.
"Master she will be alright wont she, the force won't let her die will it" I say back almost in a whisper, looking down at my walking feet, fear rising within me.
"Anakin that is something that we will have to see, now clear your mind, they are waiting for us" he replies back walking to my right.
"Yes Master" I push my emotions for (Y/N) and everything out into the force as I stand before the council doors, waiting for Obi-Wan to push them open
The creak of the door, both opening to the circular room, all eyes were on us both as we stood in the middle, Master Yoda looking at me as I hear once again the doors we walked thru now close behind us.
