My mother hadn't realized it at the time but my name meant warrior in some ancient language. That was okay. That's what I was and would always be. Many cultures believed that name meanings conveyed the essence of one's soul. I believed my mother naming me warrior proved that as well. That too like everything else was the will of the Force.

And if I needed to be my namesake to deal with these red scum I would.

"I'm Anakin Skywalker. I'm sure you've heard about recent Republic developments." This increased their fear. That was okay too. I knew how to manipulate fear to achieve a goal. "I'm aware of your operation here. I'm aware of the Red Jedi hiding here. I want their base location. And I want it now." I took a few steps closer to them. "And while you ponder deceiving me remember that I was Darth Vader at one time."

That had them thinking. I had them at a loss for words. Their fear became terror. "You know I'll kill you all if I have to. I've done worse to better; many times."

"Will you spare us if we do?" The mayor asked. I pointed the hilt top at him to make him gasp. "It can't hurt your chances."

The mayor told me the base location. It was located beneath the city. "Did you copy that?" "Affirmative boss."

"What now Jedi?" I walked up to the desk. "You know what must happen." Before they could say anything I lit my sword and decapitated the aide with Jedi speed. The mayor gasped as my sword tip was held before his face. "Take it from someone who knows. The dark side doesn't work. Sith, communism; it all leads to ruin. The dark side is the ultimate lie."

"Why are you telling me this?" "So you can be at peace with yourself before you rejoin the Force."

I then stabbed him in the heart. He looked at me and exhaled his last before dying. I then powered down the blade but kept the handle in hand.

"Amica. Sound the base alarm. Draw all the enemy in." "Are you sure boss?" "Yes. Moreover, do not fire on them at all. I will handle this." "May I ask why?" "I want them to know that I will wipe them out. I want this message to spread across the galaxy. I want them to know they can go nowhere that I won't find them. I'm good at purges. But this time it will be the right kind of purge." "Understood Anakin."

The alarm sounded moments later. I powered up my blade took up a ready position and waited. My name meant warrior. Now they would learn why.

I was ready long before they got there. And as a Jedi master I waited patiently for them to come. I was at one with the Force. I was its son. And I would prove it again here and now.

The enemy burst in firing heavy. I didn't move. I blocked shots and returned them with extra power to punch through their armor. Their bodies stacked up fast in the office doorway. Their fear grew. My serenity increased.

They kept trying. They failed. One came with a rocket but I used the Force to hold the rocket in place in its tube as it was fired. It blew and destroyed the thugs around it and a good portion of the building as well. The building creaked from the blow.

More came. As the thugs moved along the other side of the office wall I used the Force to rip the wall free and sent the fragments to hammer into the thugs at high velocity projectile speeds. They too dropped dead.

There were more but they pulled back. The Red Jedi had now arrived. Good. "Boss…" "I know. Pull back to safety. Wait for my call."

I stayed right there in the destroyed mayor office. The Red Jedi appeared with red blades ready for action. "So, Darth Vader is here..." "Took you cowards long enough. I was hoping for a real fight. I've been disappointed so far." "You cannot beat the dark side..." "Now where have I heard that before?"

There were twelve of them now. Twelve snakes drawn out of their holes. Most were masters too. Excellent. A better fight worthy of the chosen one. Bring it scum.

They did. All at once. I didn't move hardly. I stayed firmly in my spot; anchored like an old tree that wouldn't be budged. Our swords were a constant blur. Gray and many red ones. But the gray was always there to block them. They tried going for my legs but I blocked them each time.

This went on for a little while but their fury soon became fear for them. I remained serene. Soon enough limbs were severed and lethal cuts and stabs were delivered by the gray blade that stayed ahead of theirs.

One by one, they dropped dead around me. They had put everything into the dark side. It had seemed to make them invincible. Or so they had thought. And now they were realizing the folly of it all. As I once had.

I saw flashes of truth as I continued cutting them down and ending their socialist delusions for the galaxy. I saw mustaphar again. I saw myself choking my loving pregnant wife again. I saw myself screaming my hatred of my former master. I saw my immolation again…

But that was who I was; not who I would now be. It would always be part of me. But it would no longer define who I was. Only I would define who I was. I was once again Anakin Skywalker. And my name meant warrior. And I would prove that again now as I had before and would again in the future.

I would show all that I was the greatest Jedi swordsman of all time. I proved this too as the last Red Jedi fell dead at my blade. Perhaps they were not as strong as they thought…

"All too easy…"