"NO! No! Let me go!" Ahsoka struggled against Obi-wan, cursing her height as Obi-wan was able to pick her up and completely restrain her. If it was any other situation, Obi-wan would have let her go and jumped down the hole right with her. Anakin's force signature was still shining bright as it could be after falling into a pit. But it was fading quickly, especially as Anakin tried his best to hide his pain from the two of them. And to make matters worse, they were still in the middle of an active battlefield with droids that were advancing.

"Stop Ahsoka! We have to go!" Obi-wan tried his best to take her into the gunships, walking backward as fast as he could while practically carrying the grieving student. His heart breaking as Ahsoka's desperate cries rung across the battlefield. And with the way he could feel his brother's force signature slowly fading away, the supernova was slowly becoming a sputtering flame in the wind, each and every cry of desperation that came from his grand padawan nearly made him drop her and run into the pit himself.

"No! he's still alive! He's down there!" she started to fight harder as they got closer to the ship. But Obi-wan was still able to force her to go into the gunship, the door slamming as soon as the two of them were in there. Ahsoka let out a strangled cry when she felt the gunship leaving the ground, leaving both the ship and her master behind.

"Ahsoka!" Obi-wan pinned her against the wall, finally making her quiet. Ahsoka stared into her grandmaster's eyes, into the deep blue eyes that were full of pain and suffering," We can't get him now! Okay?! There's no point for us to go and try to save him and then killing ourselves in the process!" the clones tried to distract themselves, by checking on each other, but there was an overwhelming feeling of pure sadness within the ship. All of them trying to cope with the loss of their general.

Of their brother.

"There's no point?! This is Anakin we're talking about, he's our brother!"

"I know he's our brother Ahsoka! I kriffing raised him for force sake!" the use of the cussword shocked Ahsoka into silence, leaving her staring up at Obi-wan as the tears started to pool into his eyes, Obi-wan putting down his shields to let Ahsoka understand just how much it was killing him to just leave Anakin behind. How much he wanted to say kriff it all and order the clone to go back to the planet and leave him there.

"But I won't let his sacrifice go to waste! As soon as it is clear, we will come back for him. I won't leave him there!" Ahsoka finally let the tears fall, the tear tracks becoming apparent as the water droplets rolled down her face.

"But Obi-wan," her voice cracked, reminding everyone in the ship just how young she is, and the sound of her voice made Obi-wan feel even worse," he won't make it."

"I know," Obi-wan pulled her into a hug, letting her latch onto his robes, her tears staining his robes. Her restrained sobs ringing loudly in the gunship.

"I know."

But he will be damned if he doesn't bring him back home.

Sidious grinned as he looked down at the body that was laying on the table below him. He trailed a finger down the man's face, stopped when he reached the oxygen mask that was over his face.

"Well, this isn't what I had in mind," Sidious grabbed Anakin by the chin, roughly making the unconscious man turn towards him, "But this will work just as well." He let go of Anakin, his eyes trailing down his body.

Anakin was severely injured, bandages, bacta patches, and stitches being the only thing that held him together. Even though there was virtually no chance of the man waking up any time soon, he was still being restrained by force suppressant cuffs, the same cuffs keeping him tied to the bed. Even with a bacta tank, it would take the Jedi at least a month to recover from his wounds, leaving the young Jedi ripe for the taking.

And there was no way he was going to pass up this chance.

Returning to the head of the bed, Sidious placed his fingertips onto Anakin's temples, his experience with the dark side of the force making the destruction of his shields child's play. A manic grin spread across his face when he found the lovely plait that bonded him to his padawan and his master.

The force threads were thick, the braids being tightly woven with no fraying threads whatsoever, they were truly the signs of a very close and loving friendship between the Jedi.

He felt Anakin shutter under his hands but kept on flittering between the two braids. Trying to decide which one to destroy first. He held both braids in his metaphoric fingers, trying to make his decision when he noticed another braid off to the side.

Curiously, he grabbed it, and once he realized what it was, a disturbing grin spread across his face. He dropped the Jedi's bonds and picked up the third braid.

Due to the fact that it was a bond to a person who was not force sensitive, it wasn't as strong as the bonds with the Jedi or as thick. But it was still a pristine braid that was tightly woven with thin strands and with no fraying fibers sticking out of it.

He felt a weak attempt of Anakin's presence trying to fight off his probing, trying to keep his precious bonds intact, but with a simple flick of his hand, he pushed aside Anakin.

He firmly grasped the bond in his hands, staring at it for a little bit longer before pulling it apart with a snarl.

He watched with joy as each and every fiber broke under the force, each thread dying off and shriveling away as soon as it broke. He ruthlessly destroyed the bond, making sure he pulled out each and every fiber, leaving nothing intact.

And just like that, the presence of his bond with Padme Amidala was gone, leaving a Jedi who suffering the effects of having such an important bond destroyed.

He let out a relieved sigh, a smile spreading across his face as if he had gotten rid of some pesky vermin.

The smile only got wider when he turned around to see the two remaining braids.

"Oh, how everything is coming together."