Meanwhile on Kashykk....

The sun shone like it never had done before, but as the sun was shining at it's brightest, as much as the air was enrich by the crisp smell of the waterfalls Kashykk had to offer, and as much as the trees and vegetation were at their greenest and freshest the Trade Federation still had the Wookies on the run. Everywhere you turn, everywhere you looked they were blocking the exits. Tarkin sure knew what he was doing.

"I see you have things under warranty and control. Impressive Tarkin, very impressive..." Nute said evaluating and numerating Tarkin's performance on the war. "I think me and my men will go back to Mustafar with a full report for Sidious. He shall be very pleased. Come Wat Tambor, come the rest of you. Let's leave Tarkin to his post."

They all nod and join Nute back to the ship for a long flight back to Mustafar as Tarkin continues onward by himself leading the Trade Federation forces and the other's armadas into battle for the final blow.

Meanwhile....

Anakin's head kept swimming. He felt lightheaded and faint, but yet alive and well, he felt ill, but yet fit as a fiddle, he felt like the Jedi he was before, but now deep in his heart, deep within his blood he felt the deep dark power of the Sith rushing through his veins like a missile, or a speeding locomotive. On his mind all he had was revenge. Revenge against the Jedi, revenge against the one who blew him off, or stood him up, or lied to his face, revenge against the ones who spat in his face as if he were a clump of dirt to be spit on and rubbed off with a shoe or boot. Everyone knew something about Anakin was not right, but as Anakin fell in and out of his psychosis, fell in out of reason, somehow he accepted it. He accepted his newfound fate as one with----THE SITH!

Anakin looked out of the cockpit window and saw the planet of Mustafar, which to him reminded him of Jupiter, and it's gassiness and fieriness. He had a choice now he could drive the ship right into the heart of a volcano and blow them all up, or play this out for a while. He could pretend he was normal and all right, but when the time came he'd turn on Obi-Wan and kill him. Stab him in the back as a betrayed friend does. Reminiscent of 'The Death of Julius Caesar.' His eyes turned redder than the planet's gaudiness, conspicuousness, and garishness of color. It had such ornamentation and adornment, the planet did, that if anyone looked at it closely their eyes would melt like the molten hot lava and magma would. Well, this was proven wrong when Anakin stared at it. Anakin's eyes took on the same color as the planet and he also created a flame within his pupil. A feat he had never had performed, or had done before, but to him it was cool; the Sith had it all!

As Anakin sat there staring at the planet, Obi-Wan and Padme continued talking in the back as C3PO and R2D2 listened.

"I feel like Anakin has gotten to ornery and tempered than ever. I sometimes fear for my life around him. Sure, he is sweet and innocent and is the love of my life, but when I am around him I do not feel safe and that's why I do not feel good, or comfortable with telling him the news that I am pregnant." Padme said with a sad look on her face. "I don't want to hide this from him, but I feel like it is a definite obligation."

"Well, that is very understandable Malady. Anakin has become very dark. I sometimes find like our friendship has gone through the worst. I do not feel like he listens to me anymore, I feel like he just does things to either tick me off, or he knows he can, or maybe it's because of...." Obi-Wan sighed.

A knock came from the door and Anakin peered his head in through the crack of it and told them that they were approaching the planet shortly. Five minutes tops.

He closed the door and let them talk for a while, but behind the door Anakin wanted to peel Obi-Wan's skin off with his lightsaber.

Obi-Wan continued, "I feel like he does it maybe because in truth he wanted Qui-Gon to teach him, not me, and that Qui-Gon would've allowed his recklessness to be unseen and justified. Qui-Gon always went against the Council and I always told him not to, but he did anyways. Now, it's the same with Anakin and whenever Anakin is around Palpatine I sense a deep disturbance in the Force. A very deep disturbance...."

"A disturbance that I've felt for a long, long time...." He sighed.

Padme lowered her head and felt like walking away from Obi-Wan, but Obi-Wan's visit wasn't just to get some fresh air, it was for another particular reason.

"There's another reason I came here to talk. You know we both don't get to share a lot of time with each other. It's mostly allotted or canned into portions for me and Anakin to share together with you, but I came here to tell you something I need to get off my chest: Falling in love with Anakin was a big mistake. It broke boundaries and rules. It totally depleted his chances of being a great Jedi Master. Because of you and him getting betrothed and now about to raise a family, it puts him at risk. The Sith will target you and your family like hawks. They will be relentless in their affairs to hunt down and capture your offspring and you. You already took down Sidious's operation and the Trade Federation and they've already singled you as a threat, now that your Anakin's wife, and holding his children you'll be an even bigger threat than ever before. That's why I think you should stay with me. Away from Anakin, away from this war, away from life in general. I sense too much hate and fear in him. He shouldn't have been brought into the Jedi Council and made into a Jedi Knight!"

"But I can't just leave him. Whether he is a bit of a hothead or not. He is my husband and I love him. I know you're trying to show a good example and protect me, but I trust him. I trust Anakin a lot and I will not leave him, for anything, or for anyone!"

"Padme! It's not your choice! It's not my choice! It's just right! You have to do it! There's no need for second thoughts, or backing out. You know deep inside you, you'd like to raise your family in a different place away from him."

"Yes, you're right, but.... (Sighs)."

"It'll be fine. I'll take you with me to stay on Alderran with Bail Organa. He'll take good care of us until the heat is done and over with. We should be safe there."

"Oh, Obi-Wan you're so good to me!" Padme shouts as she rushes over to him and gives him a hug. Anakin opens the door again slightly peering his eyes through the crack in the door and suddenly sets his eyes and face to stun as he sees his wife lean in closer to Obi-Wan's face and give him a long passionate kiss on his lips.

That harlot! Anakin thought, Who does she think she is? First, she says she loves me than goes on to kiss him! Her and her adulterous and spurious ways need to be put to an end! Prostituting herself around like a little space slut! Like a sleazy whore, like a damn tramp!

He rubbed away the thought from his memory and saw that they were in thirty seconds of reaching their destination. At last he could get Obi-Wan on the ground and finally do away with his so-called "best friend."

A voice came from the Nubian Starcruiser's com. Link it sounded very extraterrestrial and foreign to Anakin's knowledge. Anakin called up Obi-Wan and the rest to come into the cockpit. He needed C3PO's help for translation.

"Yalas mo' doe rava?" Or in English "State your business?"

Obi-Wan told C- to tell them they were a freighter ship carrying spices from the moons of Delgagho.

"Ah, izzzum izzzum! Vallee cho-ganza-berries!" The alien replied back which translated into "Thank you! Thank you! But we do not see you on our flight pattern."

Obi-Wan told 3PO to tell him that they got stuck fighting off some Delmackian space pirates who weren't looking for a easy bargain for their spices.

"Mudgis bass! Toh-toh-tellia!" Translation: "That's ok! Come in, come in! My master will enjoy the spices you have brought us."

"Master Sidious we jud-jud ralroso!" Translation: "Master Sidious is waiting in the grand complex not too far from here. I'll tell him that you're here."

Obi-Wan got on the com. Link and told the alien creature that it was not necessary, but the alien insisted and insisted that it was right of them to join them.

"If Sidious finds out about us than all hope is lost." Obi-Wan said.

"You forget they wanted me to come here----ALONE! Which means that you two and the droids will have to wait here till I return." Anakin replied.

"Anakin you know in your right mind I am not letting you go down there alone. It's...."

"Dangerous. I know. I've heard the word a thousand times. Don't you get tired of saying it? Don't you just wish you could take a chance in life and accept the fate it gives you? I mean I know deep in your heart you're feeling cowardly and unsure. I know you don't want to face Grievous for a third time, or worst----DARTH SIDIOUS! So, why don't you just stay back here and watch over my wife. After all, that's what you were doing back there anyways. Watching over her and then kissing her like a 'true friend' would." Anakin said deeply depressed and struggling in his emotions.

"Anakin it's not what you think. Please, sweetheart believe me it was not what you think." Padme said with a deeply sad look on her face.

"Why do you care? You both did it! End of story! All my life I've been lied to, or had things taken away from me. Why not let another lie enter into my life? Why not let another thing be taken away from me. Goodbye my love. Goodbye 'old friend.'" Anakin said walking past them and the droids and going to his ARC-1710 Starfighter in the back of the Cruiser.

"ANAKIN! WAIT!!!! HOLD UP...."Obi-Wan shouted, but before he could go recheck the back to see if he was there he had already left. "Damn it Anakin! DAMN IT!"

Anakin didn't have time for Obi-Wan to try to stop him he was tired of his same old bullshit and crap. He was tired of the way Obi-Wan who started out as some hotheaded, impetuous, and impulsive Jedi Padawan had grown into a shy, quiet, and distant person. He was tired of him living under "his example", he was tired of not having a life, he was tired of not being able to do the things he loved to do, or be with the people he loved, but as the Clone Wars proved Anakin Skywalker was not the same man he was before when he was little. Anakin never wanted to become like Obi-Wan, conforming to an ideal, or cult, or way of life, he wanted his life, he wanted to live as an impertinent, impudent deferential. He wanted his own life. A life of his own, but now since his life had no meaning anymore, after seeing his wife in the arms of his best friend, all his life was now was some Greek tragedy, or sad poetic poem. Anakin no longer wanted to live as himself anymore, he wanted a new identity, a new alias, a new face, a new life created only by himself. After all, why carry the burden of your last name being Skywalker if the one who gave that name rightfully to you was dead? And why carry that burden with you in your mind if you know that you could never see your mother again and tell her that you love her?

Anakin then thought of his mother for a second and saw her face, but then he shook her off and then thought, Who gives a damn! You were never there to tell me to come back and stay with you! You wanted me to go! You wanted me to leave so you could marry that fat old man who couldn't even save you. He lost his leg and gave up on you! How smart were you to marry that bumbling idiot?!? Why did I even let you raise me, or call myself your son? You were worthless! Even now in your afterlife you are hopelessly worthless! I HATE YOU MOM! I HATE YOU!

Then, he let his thoughts dwindle some more. The only people who cared for me were Qui-Gon and Chancellor Palpatine. They've been the only ones who recognized my talent! All these others just slander me! They are misguided! They are all conformists! All brown robed conformists appealing to their own ideals, but not listening to themselves! Sure, Master Windu and Yoda are fine Jedi, but they could be even finer if they had gone to the Darkside like Dooku had. They could've had "REAL POWER" the kind I am looking for...

Anakin saw a nearby outpost and landed on the reaches of it and turned off the Starfighter. Then, began his journey inside the grand complex.

The complex was huge! There were bridges as far as the eye could see that extended out of it like an octopus's arms and everywhere you looked you could see the Trade Federation's Starfleet either taking off, or landing. Anakin looked down and saw rows upon rows of Super Battle Droids entering into the complex, marching in unison, with their arms extended out from them mimicking the days of Hitler and his Third Reich. Anakin didn't care anymore if he was invited to this "meeting" or not, he wanted to kill, and he didn't care who he killed. He was alone and he was itching for the chance to become a Sith!

Like a cowboy in a Western film, or a samurai he readied himself in steadfast patience and unwavering his resoluteness and earnestness. One thing stood upon his mind: REVENGE! All he wanted was the sheer thrill of revenge against those who wronged him or treated him unfairly. All he wanted was a chance of redemption; all he wanted was resonance and reverberation. As he thought this it all seemed perceivable, or tangible, or just downright palpable in general. He knew if he went down there he'd take out all of the Trade Federation, the Techno Union, the C.I.S., and Grievous in just a matter of minutes. Then, he'd fine the biggest prize Sidious and either kill him, or join him. Whatever the case he now knew his "true potential." It was clearer than a crystal ball. His adrenaline was now pulsating and his heart now turned from red to a dark shade of black was palpitating, undulating, and vibrating rapidly. All on his mind was.... DEATH! He looked down at the river of lava pouring down from the highest volcano into the valley known as the "Valley of Lost Souls"- which was a burial ground where the Mustafarians laid their dead, or buried their "lost souls." The Mustafarians believed that when a person died they either gave themselves to a "higher power", or lived underneath the ground as a "lost soul" or a "lost sheep" reminiscent of the Bible.

But of course unlike the Bible they believed in necromancy and necrophilism. Their hell was called "The Underverse" a portal dimension that was opposite of the universe. "The "Underverse" was a realm that was only in your nightmares; a place of great misfortune and death. "The Underverse's" god was Necromix, a walking zombie-like corpse who ruled over the "lost souls" as a father to them. Anakin watched, as a group of Genosians road on top of the crab-like creatures the Mustafarians were known for. They were call Clitters- named after the clittering, cluttering, snapping sound they were known to make with their pinchers. Their heads were bulky fitted with an antenna, while their body was armored like an armadillo and impervious to any firepower, or lightsaber attacks. As Anakin watched them past the river of lava, he heard someone behind him, and when he saw a hand comes towards his shoulder he activated his lightsaber and immediately cut it off. The hand belonged to one of the Mustafarians. The Mustafarian yelped in pain, but Anakin didn't care he just smiled and with the Force began to choke the poor man, than with all his might in the Force snapped his neck, and Force pushed him into the bubbling, brewing river of lava. As he watched the Mustafarian fry, more came at him, with spears in their hands.

Anakin didn't care however he just smiled and with the Force as his guide he went to town on them. One came at him thrusting his spear wildly, but Anakin just slid under his feet and chopped the legs off from under him, than cut open the other two like sticks of butter. The last guy hurled himself at Anakin, but Anakin sidestepped out of the way and with the Force broke the Mustafarian's spine right from inside him. The Mustafarian fell dead beside his gutted buddies, but the one remain still without his legs to support him up. Anakin just smiled a curvy, crude smile, and walked over to him. The Mustafarian begged for mercy, pleading he'd spare his life, but Anakin had no time for talk, or for mercy, and with the Sith's power as his weapon he came down with his lightsaber and chopped the poor man in half. Now, it was onto to find Grievous.