The Dreamers Chapter 8
I managed to reach Mustafar without incident. The Separatist let me into their base. Looking at Nute Gunray, I knew this would be easier than what I'd done at the Temple. That animal who'd tried to kill Padme and would have happily seen us executed on Geonosis? They deserved to die.
Before I knew what I was doing, his head was chopped off with my lightsaber. The rest of them ran, screaming, terrified.
Well, I thought, they should be. They wouldn't get far, especially not on this lava rock of a planet. Before long, all of their bodies were scattered on the floor. Still, it wasn't as satisfying as I'd thought to see them gone.
Afterward, I used my comlink to reach Palpatine. "The Separatists have been taken care of, my Master." I reported.
"Good, good," he replied. "Send a message to all ships of the Trade Federation. Tell them the Separatist leaders have been wiped out."
"Very good, my Lord."
"You have done well, Lord Vader." I supposed that I had.
"Thank you, my Master."
As I was finished, I looked outside to see a familiar looking ship approaching…
I had to see Padme.
Sure enough, she came out of her ship after a minute. I picked her up and enveloped her in a tight hug. "It's all right." I told her. "What are you doing here?"
"Obi-Wan told me terrible things," she replied.
How much did he know about what I'd done?
"What terrible things?" I asked, wondering I was going to be able to explain this.
"He said you've turned to the dark side," she answered. "That you killed children."
The frustrations I'd had with Obi-Wan started to burn. "Obi-Wan is trying to turn you against me."
"He cares about us," Padme answered. "He wants to help you."
Somehow I was certain that Obi-Wan would more likely want revenge against those who killed his fellow Jedi. And that he wouldn't care about an attachment against the Code I wished I'd never heard of.
"Don't lie to me. I've become more powerful than any Jedi. And I've done it for you. To protect you."
"I don't want your power," Padmr replied. "Anakin, all I want is your love."
I was sure she still didn't understand. My nightmare still haunted. "Love won't save you," I told her. "Only my new powers can do that."
"At what cost? You are a good person. Don't do this." Now I could hear pleading.
Was I still a good person? I wasn't sure of anything anymore, except that I was desperate.
"I won't lose you the way I lost my mother!"
"Come away with me," she said, and it was tempting. "Help me raise our child. Leave everything else behind while we still can."