Title: I'm Sorry

Summary: How does Padme Skywalker really die? I have no idea, this is just for fun.

Disclaimer: I dont own anything, I might own this idea, but I'll have to wait another two years to find out






I'm Sorry






Anything can change in an instant, and everything happens for a reason. The only problem is, noone know when
it's going to happen or why, not even a Jedi Knight, it's faith, something that no one, not even those with the force in
mind, can control.




Two years have passed since the Clone War began, and now it's hard to tell where things are more complicated,
on the battle field or in their own lives. While there were two new additions, they were all growing further and further
apart. Ben Kneobi, he was the one person that Anakin Skywalker considered a farther. Besides Padme, he was the only other
person he truly cared about. Now, at the present moment, he was trying to kill him.


" Anakin, you do not know what you are doing".
Ben meant it. The two men were standing alined from each other, circling with two ignited lightsabers ready to strike
at any given time. The conflict, Ben did not want to kill Anakin, and in a way, Anakin did not want to kill Ben. After
escaping a capture from the Dark Side, Anakin had been acting strange. It was then, that Padme noticed he was suffering
from split personality resulting from a hyopnotising, and he did not know what was happening to him, or how it was affecting
his life. Within a matter of minutes, he could be the one how anyone remembers him, the way he use to be, and then, he was
like a murdering devil with no idea who anyone was. No one had been killed because of this yet, only time can tell.
" Don't tell me what to do, I'm not going to listen to you anymore, it was a waste of time". Anakin
was himself, just very angry. His wife was watching the incident she hoped would not turn into a duel. The three were in
an open, empty ship garage, the guys were centered and Padme hid off to the side, with two babies nearby.
There were no more words, only tension. The cold stares went back and forth between the men's eyes, even
Padme could feel it, but neither knew what to do. Over the years, she developed somewhat of a telepatheic way of knowing
what her husband was thinking. Right now, it wasnt good, and staying where she was would not help in any way.
Within the same second that Padme went running like mad to where they were, Anakin's mind changed, to someone
so horrible, she wished she never knew. This demons plan was to hurt the Jedi standing in front of him, but Padme blocked
the target. It was Anakin Skywalker, the real Anakin Skywalker, who looked into his wife's eyes the same moment she had been
hit. He watched the fear, and the pain as she stared at him, stunned.
The two both slowly made their ways to the floor, Ben was in shock, and knew to do no more then watch. She
was bleeding, it was all over his trembling hands. Her breathing was coarse.
" What have I done?" he cried, whispering to her.
Padme swallowed, " it's what you were suppose to do" she choked, coughing.
" No" he shook his head, " no, this wasnt me, you cannot die Padme! I wont let you die!".
How could she smile? She was smiling, it was weak, but it was there. Her blood stained hand reached to touch his
face. " This isnt how I imagined dying, but you are the last thing I wanted to see". They were both in tears. Padme used
the rest of her energy to wrap an arm around his neck, pulling him closer for one soft and final kiss.
" I love you, and dont you ever forget that".
Anakin watched his wife take her last breath, and slowly relax in his arms. He knew she was never going to
wake up. Looking where she was standing, there was his son and daughter, he was still a father. Nothing could change that.





- I know it was corny~