Chapter 9 ~*~

"I don't want to fight you." Anakin said, forcing a look of calmness onto his face.

"Anakin….I don't want to fight you either." Amalia said, as she stepped closer to him. "Just join the Sith Lord, and once he becomes Emperor, we will be the most powerful and feared Jedi in the universe."

Anakin struggled to find words. It was hard to act when Amalia looked dead serious. "And if I don't want to?"

"We'll just take Padme then. Your children will come in a several months, and then we can dispose of you." Amalia said.

Anakin backed away as Amalia neared him. Amalia slashed with her new blood red lightsaber and Anakin deftly flipped back away from her. Anakin turned on his lightsaber. "You leave me no choice."

The two slashed and parried as the Sith watched on. "Yes, the Force flows through your anger, your hate." The Sith said. He walked nearer to them.

"Only a fool would join you." Anakin said.

"Then you call your sister a fool." The Sith said.

"Who's more the fool….the fool, or the fool that follows him?" Amalia asked, slashing, but then getting deflected.

"Amalia, I think I know who the good are, and I know that you have a lot of good in you." Anakin said to Amalia. Amalia clenched her jaw, she breathed deeply, and winked at Anakin. She again, in her pause clouded her thoughts from the Sith and sent one to Anakin. "When I wink at you again, we will both strike down the Sith, I from the top, you from the bottom."

"Why me from the top?" Anakin asked.

"Because I said so." Amalia replied. Anakin decided to make their fight more believable so he slashed at her.

"Yes, feel your hate towards her, for joining me. Hate flows through you and brings you more power." The Sith said as he watched them slash and parry with glee.

"Anakin, tell me, would you have joined the emperor?" Amalia asked.

"Never." Anakin replied. Amalia then winked and Amalia, who was too far to strike down the Emperor, used the Force to charge her lightsaber through his chest, as Anakin plunged his lightsaber into the Sith's stomach. "I'll slice his head off just to be sure." He walked towards the Emperor and with one fowl swoop off went his head.

Amalia heaved a great sigh. "Anakin, I'm so glad you heard me calling you."

"It's amazing I listened though." Anakin said. "Usually I don't like responding when people call me."

"Well, I'm your sister." Amalia replied leading him to her quarters.

"Is it true what you said?" Anakin asked. "About Padme?"

"Don't you sense it Ani?" Amalia asked, forcing him to wait outside as she changed into her Jedi robes. "Every time she walks in the room, there are three that I feel."

"Three?" Anakin asked, already in over his head at being a father. "Twins??"

"Yes." Amalia replied, emerging from her room. She snapped on her lightsaber, her turquoise lightsaber. "God I was so happy that I'd see this thing again."

"Well…can you sense whether they're boys or girls?" Anakin asked. "Oh, the ship, right, let's go to that shall we?"

"I'd tell you but it would take the fun out of my life since I'm wallowing in the joy that I know something that you don't." Amalia grinned cheekily.

"You're pregnant too you know. Padme and I said it was only time." Anakin replied with an even more cheeky grin. Amalia gave him a mental nudge that forced him into the wall. "Alright if you want to play like that." He laughed. He pushed her gently with his mind.

"Anakin…" Amalia replied, "I'm still going to beat you."

"How so?" Anakin asked letting her on the ship first.

"My baby will be born first." Amalia replied. Anakin looked at her, knowing that she won, he put a sad look on his face. "Don't use that look on me Anakin Skywalker. I swear, if you do it again, I'm throwing you from here to Tatooine."

The twins looked at each other for a moment, and laughed, flying off into space.