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All You Mean To Me
By Aiko "Kitty" Skywalker
Chapter Eight
Exar Kun placed his hand firmly on the flap of the tent. Quietly he kneeled beside Padmé, pushing himself towards her. Truly she was a beautiful creature, more beautiful than he could comprehend. Her brown locks fell across the side of her cheek, magnifying the beauty of her face. Her pale skin glowed with the light of the moon overhead as the flap of the tent was opened wider. Her red lips were pulled back in an unusual straightness and her eyes were shut tightly. Her brow was wrinkled in a worried expression. Obviously, Kun knew, she was caught within a nightmare. But when she awoke, would she still be in it?
For a lone moment he seemed breathless with a piece of him longing for the beautiful woman who reminded him of an angel. She was Anakin Skywalker's wife, and Kun knew that it was he who was longing for her with love. Exar merely took in the appearance of her; lust ruling over his judgment for a mere moment.
Reaching forward, her stroked her hair out of her face to get a better look.
But the sound from the ignition of a lightsaber behind him brought him from his lust. Turning abruptly, he knocked the tent, pulling it from its pegs in the ground. Padmé was brought awake by the sudden movement and was aware of only one thing.
Anakin stood before her and Obi-Wan was facing him. Padmé released a quick scream, pushing herself from her covers. This scream did not only awake the three other sleeping Jedi Masters but the two sleeping babes who were sleeping in Yoda's new home he had made for himself in the hollowed out trunk of a giant tree not too far from where the tents were situated.
Kun pulled the tent from him, shaking with fury. He quickly lit his lightsaber. Staring into the eyes of Obi-Wan, he smiled evilly from beneath the cloth that was attached over the bottom half of his face to hide it. Only his eyes were visible from beneath the cloak.
Obi-Wan glared at his former Padawan, his breath caught short in his throat.
Yoda held the youngest of the Skywalker twins, Luke, in his arms as he quietly almost nonchalantly walked over to Obi-Wan. He stood between Obi-Wan, who's green lightsaber glowed in the darkness of the evening's lack of light, and Kun who's red double bladed lightsaber stood out against his background.
Yoda shut his eyes for a moment, his hold on Luke increasing slightly before relaxing again as he opened his eyes.
"Be felled upon you the darkness has, Exar Kun. Once a magnificent warrior you were in your days, but overcome by the Jedi you were. Dispel your spirit from the body you are within and back to the old days you should go."
Kun raised an eyebrow mockingly, smiling beneath the bandana he had pulled across his mouth and nose to hide the bottom half of his face. His eyes glowed with a glint of inquiry and what seemed to be almost glee.
"You seem to believe that the three Jedi that are here can defeat me. What brings on such bold ideals?"
"The mere thought that you, Kun, do not know the true capabilities of the body you are in."
"That may be true but I can tap into its abilities better than Skywalker could. Skywalker did not understand his full potential, a potential that could only be tapped in by a Lord of the Sith. I am the greatest Lord of the Sith and I am now the Master of this body! And soon I shall be the ultimate Master of the Galaxy!"
Padmé stood her ground, her face cool and calm. Surprisingly she was battling no tears and was filled with no overwhelming sadness. Surprisingly she wasn't filled with emptiness. All that she could feel was defiance. She stood across from him her head help high. She matched his icy glare with one of her own that, people swore, could freeze alcohol.
"And what of Palpatine? Do you really think you can withstand his power, Kun." She stated, emphasizing his name while narrowing her eyes.
"Let me deal with Palpatine, you little twit. I think you should be worrying about your life and the life of your children."
"If you lay a hand on them Kun I sware I'll…"
"You'll do what? Scratch me to death?" Kun's laugh sent shivers down Padmé's back. Although it was Anakin's voice it was not his laugh. There was no heart, no care, just an empty laugh.
"She won't have to Kun," Mace stated coolly, "we shall destroy you before you even get a chance."
"I highly doubt that." He stated as he swung out at Obi-Wan, catching him off guard. Yoda calmly stepped aside, still holding baby Luke in his arms.
Duck. Weave. Stab. Thrust. Block.
It was like an endless dance that seemed so perfect and graceful.
But yet it was obvious that Obi-Wan was on the losing end. Kun, although being in a deep hibernation for 4000 years, still seemed to acknowledge his strength over that of Obi-Wan.
Mace calmly turned his head to look at Adi who nodded solemnly and pulled out her saber. Igniting the long blue blade, she swung it a loft as though to warm up before running into the battle. She and Obi-Wan took opposite sides of Kun, but, to their surprise, he lit the other end of his lightsaber and fought off both of the skill full Jedi without falter.
Obi-Wan slashed up, Adi slashed down, both continuously striking at the Sith Master.
But yet their moments were number. Kun pushed forwards with all his might in Obi-Wan, knocking Obi-Wan to the ground and slicing open his right arm and in a swift movement, before either Yoda or Mace could get there to help, struck at Adi with one side of his blade which was easily countered and quickly pushed that side back, pushing the other through and severing her head and neck.
Mace closed his eyes for a brief moment and murmured lightly to himself before lighting his purple blade. Obi-Wan was out of the battle, his right arm sliced through to the bone and he knew it was up to him and Yoda now.
But still Yoda stood holding baby Luke within his arms.
By this time, Padmé was on her knees. She held the bodiless head of Adi Gallia in her hands loosely, flipping it over slightly to see a marking on her the nape of her neck. She could see faintly two letters and could felt the scars of the letters that had been cut into her body. It had been seven months before but she could still remember seeing those marks on Adi for the first time. The two faint letters, she had known, symbolized the future of Anakin Skywalker. Those letters were DV – Darth Vader. He had quickly cut them into her, not deeply but enough for her to know they would always be there when it all happened. Padmé closed her eyes lightly, still feeling no need to cry. She turned over the head in her hands to see the glazed expression on her face; the eyes still open wide in horror. Padmé pushed her fingers onto Adi's eyelids, pushing them closed before resting the head down.
Kun heavily outmatched Mace. It seemed almost something out of a horrible nightmare for Mace, knowing that previously only Yoda had rivaled him with his lightsaber. His thoughts seemed to dwell on Yoda and Kun fighting, the possibility that Yoda could lose. But yet for a moment, he could see into the future and smiled. He looked towards Padmé, as defiant as ever and then towards Obi-Wan, who was crippled with the pain in his shoulder. Then he glanced towards Yoda who nodded towards him. Mace smiled and lifted his blade so that it was parallel to his face, leaving his sides open to attack.
"This is my end, Exar Kun, the end of a Jedi Master. But yet I will tell you that you shall be defeated, not by me, and not by any other Jedi that you see before you, but by the Jedi that lingers inside and the love that stands outside."
With that, Exar Kun struck Jedi Master Mace Windu straight through his side, causing Mace's body to disappear and Yoda to smile.
"Your end, it was, my friend. Always was the force with you. Prepared you were for death."
Padmé looked at Yoda, horror on her face. For a brief moment she could feel that the cause was hopeless. Even mace had believed so.
"Lady Skywalker, hopeless not the cause is. Believe, must you. Strength must you use. My fight, it is not."
Padmé walked towards Yoda, Exar Kun watching her as she did so. His smile that he had worn out of the site of the others faded in grimness. He had to complete his duty.
Padmé took the nervous baby Luke from Yoda, cradling him carefully in her arms. She could feel the warmth in the chubby little baby's embrace and she could sense the power poring through him.
Looking up, Padmé help her breath for a moment before breaking the painful silence.
"Seven months ago I lost you from me when it all happened. I just want to say that I would've been there physically if I could've but you weren't alone." Padmé looked down at Luke's solemn and quiet eyes that held a certain hope. She could feel the confidence within her grow and she knew what she had to do. "I was with you, watching, feeling. Everything that happened, I felt and saw. I wanted nothing more than to hold you in my arms and tell you it would be okay. But I don't know if I can forgive you for it all…"
End of Chapter Eight
That's it for now. You just have to wait for some more. Well I'm sorry for the quick and emotionless deaths of Adi and Mace. I had a whole plot worked out with them woven in but at my rate of writing chapters I wouldn't be done writing everything else until, like, end of this year. Of course I'm just kidding. Anyways two chapters more, tops. The next chapter is meant to be an emotional roller coaster. This chapter was actually put in place to establish the scene for Padmé, Yoda, Obi-Wan and Kun. Basically I wanted to get the technical stuff over and done with uncomplicated while opening up the new story line. I meant to open um Padmé's relationship with her children some more in this chapter, divulging into her character's actual physical reaction tot heir danger. I've already gone into her emotions towards them and I wanted to go more into depth with her actual reactions to the problems. But I felt I was straying off topic, most of this has just been character's thoughts, not their actual actions or the actual plot.
Oh and by the way, we still don't know what happened with Anakin seven months previous after he left Padmé. Next chapter we find out just what happened to Anakin and what caused so much grief for all the people involved.
Make sure to e-mail me at aiko_kitty_skywalker@hotmail.com or review. I would really appreciate people's input on how the story is going.
May the force be with you,
Aiko "Kitty" Skywalker