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A/N: Okay, so it's been a while since I posted. Can you blame me? I had to move from a big city into a VERY small town within one week, and since then I've been working VERY hard here. This is the end of it, I believe. I may start posting sequels to my other stories, maybe I'll start a new one, maybe I'll go read a book, maybe I should go make dinner…mmm…food…..oh yeah, you're still there. Well, here's your part!!
PS: SPOILERS TO EPISODE 2!! BEWARE!!! Supreme Sacrifice, Part 7 – Epilogue Part 2 (try saying THAT three times fast!)By Aleese Sundancer
Lightsabers flashed as the former Master/Padawan duo battled intensely through the sandy terrain of the fifth moon of the Yavin System. The howling wind did nothing to slow the two, as they fought the deadly battle of good versus evil.
The two struggled against each other, sitting at a stalemate, both fully cognizant of each others fighting styles and weaknesses. "Anakin, we can find another way to settle this!" Obi-Wan cried out to his former Padawan.
"There is no other way! Goodbye Master, thank you for everything." Anakin grinned menacingly, then vaulted for what he thought was his final attack. Fighting weariness from his muscles, Obi-Wan pressed his own attack and caught Anakin off guard. Dodging his former Masters lightsaber, Anakin performed another flip over Obi-Wan's head, and then suddenly disappeared into a new chasm.
"ANAKIN!" Obi-Wan cried out, and ran over to the newly discovered pit. While Obi-Wan was aware that the terrain here was dangerous, and often gave way to a volcanic pit, he didn't realize that it gave way so easily. He stared into the pit and called out Anakins name again, then gasped as he saw Anakin's cloak disappear under the molten lava. There was nothing he could do, while the Jedi were powerful, they could not overcome something such as Lava. Anakin was already dead. His padawan was lost, never redeemed. Unable to control his feelings of loss, Obi-Wan broke down into tears. He silently wished he'd been a better Master, wished that he'd been able to change the course of events leading to this. Standing up, he tried to gather his courage again and move back to his small ship. He should get back to Mace, report the events.
"No, Mace will wait." Obi-Wan whispered to himself. He stared towards the chasm again, mourning the loss, when something silver caught his eye. Anakin's lightsaber. He must have dropped it when the ground beneath him gave way. Sliding over, Obi-Wan picked it up. Padme was pregnant. As Anakin was gone, his lightsaber now belonged to his children. He hooked it to his belt, and gave one last sigh.
"Goodbye Anakin, May the Force Be With You." He whispered, and then headed to his ship, and back to Naboo.
"Padme, I'm sorry. I wasn't able to save Anakin." Obi-Wan quietly reported to Padme, he handed her Anakin's lightsaber.
"His…lightsaber? But…" Padme said, sitting down on one of the park benches. The park surrounding them gave them privacy, while providing some comfort to the new widow. The twins within her grew steadily, and were due within a few weeks. If this shock didn't force the matter.
"We fought and…the rock gave way. He fell into a pit of lava, Padme, there was nothing I could do. I thought, your children should have this. When the time comes, we will find a way to protect them from Anakin's dark Master, and one day, your son will learn to be a Jedi like his father once was." Obi-Wan said, taking a seat next to her.
"A Jedi…" Padme repeated, not really hearing his words. The shock of the ordeal broke her heart, and Padme wasn't sure if she could stand it. Suddenly, her stomach gave a sharp lurch. "Ohhh…." Padme moaned.
"Padme? What is it?" Obi-Wan asked, moving to stand in front of her.
"The babies. They…they're early. They can't come this early…" Padme moaned.
"I was afraid this would happen. The shock must have sent you into early labour…come, hurry, we'll get you to the hospital!" Obi-Wan said, taking her into his arms and running to the hospital.
Obi-Wan heard nothing from the hospital, except for one singular cry of pain from the maternity ward. It was undeniably Padme. "ANAKIN!!!" reverberated through the halls. Obi-Wan could only sigh and resume his pacing, the feelings of pain flooding him through the Force.
"I'm sorry Master Kenobi, there were complications…" The doctor repeated as Obi-Wan took a seat beside Padme's bed. She was cold, and still.
"I can heal her through the Force!" Obi-Wan said, and began to bring the Force to himself. "You should have let me in sooner"
"Its too late, Master Kenobi." The doctor replied as he shut off one of the monitoring devices. "Mistress Padme passed away 5 minutes ago. Unless the Jedi can bring back the dead, there is nothing you or anyone else can do, but look after her children."
"The children! Are they alright?" Obi-Wan said, his eyes staying on Padme's face.
"Luke and Leia Skywalker are fine. Their mother made sure of that before she…gave up the fight." The doctor said, and then left Obi-Wan to mourn another loss.
"Doctor, wait!" He called out as a thought occurred to him.
"Yes, Master Kenobi?" He replied, turning back to him.
"I need you to do two things. First, Contact Bail Organa on Alderaan and Owen Lars on Tattooine and have them come to Naboo immediately. Second, I need you to destroy any files you have pertaining to the children's birth. Their lives are at stake that no one know they live. Can you do this?"
"Well yes…I suppose, but…"
"The very galaxy depends on this Doctor." Obi-Wan said/
"Yes, Master Jedi." He replied and walked out the door. Finally alone, Obi-Wan allowed himself to mourn for the second loss in as many days.
"I promise you Padme, I will do everything in my power to keep Luke and Leia safe." He said, taking her hand and kissing it gently. "I'm sorry Padme, so sorry."
From deep within the bowels of the fifth moon of Yavin, a lone warrior fought his way against daunting odds and pulled himself out of deaths grasp. Climbing onto the grass, he whispered four words. "Master, come to me."
Beside him on the grass, a dark figure emerged. "I am here, Darth Vader."