Ani's P.O.V.

Moving against the sheets, I feel the space next to me and suddenly wake up. Looking around abruptly, I find myself alone in Kylo's room. Checking the time, I see it's been a few hours since I woke up in the middle of the night. Relaxing into the bed again, I rethink what has happened to my situation and the new Ben I'm tied to. Rubbing my eyes awake, I looking around the room again, slowly inspect my surrounding this time. I see a new black dress on the loveseat, looking to the ground I see the red one gone. Stretching out of bed, I head to the dress and stare at it for a moment. This one seems much easier to get into, but just as seductive as the last one. I look around the room one time to make sure I'm alone before running to the cupboard with my father's Mandalorian armor.

I practically break it open and study the uniform in relief that it's still there. I almost thought I imagined it being here from how late it was last night when I saw it. Touching the helmet and sensing the light within me flame up, I take the complete uniform out and lay it on the bed. It looks bigger than me, but at least it will fit me because that's what I plan on doing. I plan to put it on and fight my way out of here again. I will not wait around for Kylo Ren, I will not wait for myself to be corrupted by the Darkside like he is. I'm going to escape, find Luke, Leia, or even Han, and fix what Kylo Ren has done with or without Ben-

"Anakia."

I jump back, feeling my body on fire at the thought of already being caught trying to suit up to escape. Searching around the room, I find someone in front of the doorway. It's no one I know of, but it's not a person in the physical world either. Staring at the transparent figure cautiously, I know without a doubt it's a spirit in the same form I saw my grandfather when I was a child. The spirit looks familiar in a way, but I know I've never seen him in spirit form before. He's in Jedi clothing with brown hair as long as Kylo's and an expression similar to his. I notice a light scar against the side of his face and my curiosity takes over my mind at the sight of him. Taking a step away from the armor on the bed, I speak up without my eyes leaving him.

"Who are you?"

"Anakin Skywalker." He answers more calmly than I am while holding his hands together in front of him, smiling slightly at me, "I'm Ben's grandfather."

"Oh..." I can't help but let out with a frown. Conflict inside me forms of knowing he was once my Grandfather's best friend, the chosen one, and Darth Vader. I stare at him in confusion on why he would be here talking to me of all people. Obi-Wan hasn't spoken to me in years, and now this man is suddenly wanting an audience with me. Feeling naked in front of him with just my nightgown on, I fold my arms at state, "Why... Why have you come here to see me? You should speak to your grandson-"

"Snoke has him surrounded by the Darkside. I cannot." Anakin explains in a commanding tone that reminds me of Kylo Ren. Walking toward me, he folds his arms and informs, "... I wish to speak to you. I need to ask something of you."

"Well..." Not knowing how I should feel about this, I at least know I should continue my plan to escape. I nod at him before going back to the armor quickly and encouraging him, "Go ahead then."

As I put on my father's armor, I glance at Anakin silently watching me. My nervousness grows the longer Anakin's spirit stays here. I don't want Kylo to come in and see me talking to his dead grandfather. The thought of how angry Kylo will be when seeing this right now makes me rush my plan even more. I don't want to wait around for him to find out my plan to escape or that his grandfather's spirit came to me and not him. I stuff the oversized layers under the metal armor to tighten the suit as I blurt out to the silent Jedi ghost, "Make it quick because I'm in the middle of escaping as you can see..."

I slowly stop talking when I notice a secret compartment in the empty cupboard that the armor was just hanging in. It's on the bottom of it and I almost didn't notice it if I hadn't had to look down to fix my father's shoes on me. Once I have everything on besides the helmet, I kneel in front of the compartment to open it. As I fidget with the top of it, I hear Anakin speak up behind me, "Anakia. That is why I'm here, to ask you to stay. Be there for him."

"W-What?" I shudder and stop what I am doing to look up at him from where I'm kneeling on the ground. I watch him not move a muscle from his place in the room, I'm utterly confused on why he's proposing this of me and it makes me blurt out, "Do you not know what Ben Solo has become? He's a knight of Ren. He's killed the last of the Padawans that YOUR son was training-"

"I know what has become of him, what dark forces he's seduced by." Anakin acknowledges and moves to sit on the loveseat patiently, "I still wish for you to stay with him-"

"Why?" I scoff in shock and stand up, pointing at him in disbelief, "To become what he has become? To be a slave to him until the Darkside itself corrupts me as well?"

"Kenobi, you must see the power you hold over him..." He pauses after using my last name as if it'll help me calm down from his request, "The light inside you is what made him bring you here with him. You must stay for him."

"Well, Skywalker. I don't know if you noticed, but someone did not knight me a Jedi Master before Ben kidnapped me. As of right now, I'm just a Mandalore that's skilled with a saber." I snap sarcastically mocking him for using my last name and go down to kneel in front of the secret compartment, yanking at it harsher I state in frustration, "If your wanting someone on the light side to help then get a fully trained Jedi, get your son-"

I immediately stop talking once the top of the compartment pops off. Inside, I see the purple light saber Ben's father had given us. My heart pounds at the sight of it. This is it, this is my way out of this Hell. Slowly, as if it could bite, I pick up the saber and stand up inspecting it in my hand. I can't believe he kept this after all this time, I don't blame him though, this was the only saber we saw that wasn't blue or green. I look at it carefully as Anakin looks at me in the same way. I feel as if I'm already free just by holding the light saber. I haven't used one in two years but with the familiar weapon in my hands I know that won't matter once is use it. Everything I learned from Luke will come back to me like I never stopped my training. Grabbing my father's helmet and walking passed Anakin, I head to the door.

"Anakia, please, try to understand. You and Ben are part of something bigger than your own freedom from him. Have faith in the force." He turns to face me and speaks up again with more urgency than before, "I know you assume he's lost to the Darkside forever but... Surely, you recognize that with you alive, with him, he will never truly be gone from the light."

"I told you, she will not understand. It's not in her nature... Wasn't in mine." Another, different voice fills the air, making Anakin look up at the ceiling scoffing, "You would've understood."

"Not in the way you want her too..." The voice states, causing Anakin to roll his eyes, suggesting, "She's your granddaughter, in time she'll understand what she must do."

I stop a few feet away from the door and silently turn to glance at him before around the ceiling, curiously to see what he's looking at. I recognize the other voice, but it's confusing to remember who it could be without a face. Gripping the saber tighter in my grasp, Anakin stands back up and watches me sceptically.

"You are the only person who can bring him back to the light now. Not my son, not his parents, only you." Anakin warns me as if my own life depends on saving Ben's life, "If you leave... If you die doing this, he might never come back to the light. You are what's keeping that part of him inside alive."

"I can't just wait around hoping that he will come back to the light... I won't let the Darkside or death take me because of him either." I speak up knowing it's not what he wants to hear, "I'm sorry, but I'm not the Kenobi you think can help you. I'm not Obi-Wan."

Turning around, I put my father's Mandalorian helmet on and enact my saber. Stabbing through the keyboard beside the door, I pull it out just as the door slides open. Taking a step out of the room, I swing the saber in my hand as I remember the feeling of the weapon in my grasp once again. My father's armor feels heavy on my body, but it feels right to wear, the light saber feels right in my hand. I turn to start my path to escape this planet when I hear Anakin say in the distance.

"You have a part to play in this galaxy, Kenobi. Just as your father and grandfather did before you." Anakin disappears as I hear his words around me, "You will soon see you can't run away from your destiny."

I look back into the empty room and sense the disappointment of my ancestors. Clenching the saber in my hand, I know it's too late to rethink what I've done. Whatever destiny he was speaking of will have to be for someone else. I've made my decision to cut my ties with Ben Solo and Kylo Ren, whoever he is, to make my destiny without him. Now is the time to get off this godforsaken planet, but not without finding a silver stormtrooper first.