1My breathing slowed as he approached. I fell into the Force, letting it guide my hands. I know the inevitable, but fight anyway, for hope. Hope that one might survive for my actions. The footsteps stop, replaced by the humming of a lightsabre. I call to my own , feeling it fly into my waiting hand. I finally open my eyes, seeing a face I had grown up with, a face I had grown to care for. But something was different. His eyes.
What had once been eyes of compassion, and knowledge were now gone. Replaced. replaced by hate and an anger that frightened me. He moved first lunging with inhuman speed. The Force washed away my fear, I dodged. There is no emotion, there is peace. I parried his strike, forcing him to back away. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. I moved into his strikes getting closer to him. There is no passion, there is serenity. A glimmer of surprise appeared on his face, only to be replaced by rage. There is no chaos, there is harmony. He continued his onslaught, finally connecting. There is no death, there is the force. I felt a burning in my chest as the lightsabre skewered my heart.
As I fell to my knees I looked into his face. As my eyes failed me I noticed a brief sign in those cold, lifeless eyes. Sadness. I died with a smile on my face, knowing that Anakin Skywalker was not dead, just hidden. The light blinded me and I joined my fallen brothers and sisters in the Force.
