Part I:Anakin boarded the ship elegantly and beckoned the clone troopers to follow. He signaled for one of the soldiers to pilot the ship as he approached where Padme was located on the large vessel. Anakin walked hurriedly down the narrow aisle, trying to think of the words to reassure his worried wife.

Two clone troopers strolled by him on there way to their own private stations on the ship. Anakin put his hand out and grabbed them both on there shoulders, turning them around.

"I want the rest of the ship thoroughly searched. I want you both positive that there are no renegade Jedi's left on this ship." The Sith Lord paused, his expression turning sour. He had now idea what would happen once the ship landed. He shook his head and brushed the thoughts away sternly. "Also, alert the pilot to set course for Coruscant."

"Yes sir," The soldiers nodded and turned, muttering lowly to themselves.

The brooding figure that was now Darth Vader stood in Padme's doorway, waiting…She was fast asleep on the bed, and all Anakin could do was watch. She was beautiful. There was something about her, something he remembered from the day they met in Tatooine.

Suddenly her bright eyes jolted open and she set upright, unsure of where she was. It all started coming back to her and she turned to the doorway, "You…you stay away from me."

Anakin's black robe flowed menacingly behind him as he took a step forward into her room and shut the door. "Padme…don't you see? I did this all for you, for us! So we can be together."

Padme shook her head, not wanting to hear the words. "The Anakin I know wouldn't do this...the Anakin I love wouldn't do this…"

"The Jedi are extinct, the Chancellor is dead, and now we can live our life. We can rule the galaxy Padme. Everything you ever wanted you can have now."
"ALL I WANTED WAS YOU!" Padme screamed angrily. Then Anakin noticed something different about her. Fear.

"You want off this planet alive?" The young man's eyes narrowed and he took yet another step closer to her bed.

"Just…just get me back to Naboo, and stay out of my life." Padme began crying tears of desperation as she lay back down in the bed and closed her eyes.

Anakin shook his head and turned towards the doorway, anger pulsing through his veins. He had killed off the Jedi and completed his training with Darth Sidious all for her, and now she was turning against him. "Damn you," He muttered softly as he walked out of the room, slamming the door loudly behind him.

Part II: "Obi-Wan? Hear me, can you?"

Obi-Wan's comlink rustled in his robe gently, but he paid no attention to it. Even if he could have heard it…he wasn't in the right position to respond. The Jedi Master was hanging from a large piece of tree root that jutted out the side of the cliff. Lava flowed smoothly, twenty feet below him. The closest solid ground above him was a good twenty or thirty feet away…and now Obi-Wan was stuck.

"Near, the force tells me you are." The raspy voice sounded again through the comlink.

Obi-Wan shouted in spite of himself, knowing no one would hear him. He had now way of getting himself to safety. Obi-Wan waited a few more minutes before looking down for anything that would get him out of this position.

"There…"

A large piece of shielded bridge floated down the lava river. The metal piece was nearing quickly, and Obi-Wan would have to time his leap perfectly to land on it. Obi-Wan knew it was a stupid idea, but there was no other way to escape.

"One…"

Sweat began perspiring down Obi-Wan's neck and down his face as he kept his eyes attentively on the metal bridge.

"Two…"

His thoughts drifted to the battle between him and his old apprentice. Then to what Anakin would do now that he was part of the Dark Side…

"Three!"

Obi-Wan plunged down a little faster then he had predicted. He clenched his hands into two neat fists. Everything Obi-Wan had trained for would be needed to be used now. Precision, patience, and confidence in himself.

He shifted his weight to one side and began to fall a little more to the right, the opposite way in which the lava was flowing. His landing was rough, but he made it. He toppled off to one side and held onto a thin bar that was loosely sustained in the air.

Obi-Wan quickly fumbled in his pocket for his comlink. He had no intention in being spotted by Anakin, floating down the lava river defenseless. "Yoda, Master do you read?"

"Lucky, you are Obi-Wan." The raspy voice replied with a new sign of happiness.
Obi-Wan looked to the skies and spotted a large booming ship approaching him. For a moment he suspected it was Anakin, but he returned to his senses immediately, recognizing the pilot.

"Spotted and found, you have been." The comlink beeped triumphantly.

Part III: "Sir, a large ship has been spotted leaving the atmosphere. It's to far away to try and stop it. We barely detected it on our radar," The clone trooper reported enthusiastically.

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?" Anakin boomed at the lone trooper.

"My lord, the ship must've come in on the other side of the hemisphere. Or I know we could've spotted it. Do you want us to try and chase it? There's still a small chance we could-…"

"No, no," Anakin grumbled, shaking his head. The two stood in a corridor located in the very back of the ship. "Let them go, no one is a threat to me now." Anakin made his mind up with a scowl as he turned and walked away from the trooper.

'What if Obi-Wan's still alive…I can never be positive I finished him off. What will happen when we return Coruscant, and the people find the Emperor dead?' Were the thoughts that ran through Anakin's head as he entered a dark and shadowed room on the ship. He closed his eyes and began to enter the deepest resources of his mind…becoming one with the force.