Anakin stood still in the control room. Around him, the scattered bodies of Nute Gunray and the rest of the separatist leaders lay still and quiet. The breeze billowed under his cape and ripples of brown mixed in with the fiery red hues of the outside environment. His eyes were glazed over, dark and reclusive, glints of yellow maliciously gazing into nothingness.

A sudden beeping snapped Anakin out of his reverie. Looking down, the silhouette of a large spaceship made its way across the digital green and orange lines mapping out Mustafar. It was large and solidly built, the shape looked much like it came from….

Coruscant.

Anakin pocketed his lightsaber and turned quickly through the open doorway, his cape sweeping behind him. He turned back to look at the bodies on the floor once more, and then took off his cape and chucked it behind him. It fell softly onto the ground in ripples of cotton.

There was a large groan as the Coruscant spaceship landed on the rocky terrain of Mustafar. Lava burst out in ribbons of red from the magma below. The door opened and a woman in grey ran down the slope.

Anakin jumped down from his ledge and opened his arms out to greet her. At last he would be free of the burden and guilt that had been gnawing away at my mind lately. Yes the jedi were traitors, but they had been dealt with. Now he had everything he wanted, the power, the strength, the rule- for Padme, all for Padme…

Anakin was overcome with the familiar scent of his wife, the gentle tickling of her hair, the warmth of her body. It had been like that fateful moment in Naboo on the balcony overlooking the sea...their first kiss. At last he would have the chance to repay her back for all the things she'd done to his life, he had no doubt he thoroughly earned it, but when remembering it had all been because of the one woman in his arms this moment he realized it was all worth it. Down to the very last youngling lying still on the floors of the Jedi Temple.

As his hands ran through the soft, silky brown hair Anakin felt the swollen belly of his wife press up against his stomach.

And one more person to share my achievements….he thought.

At last Padme broke off, trembling a little. Her hands caressed his face frantically, as if afraid to let him go.

"Oh, Anakin," she stammered. "I am so relieved you're alright. When I heard the talk back home…they said…th-they said…"

"Said what, Padme?" Anakin whispered gently. His hands slowly trailed down to her belly, which he slowly stroked lovingly.

"There was talk you'd turned to the dark side! That you raided the temple—that they'd found the sith lord; that you'd joined him, that you'd killed younglings!," Padme gabbled.

Taking the frantic Padme into his arms his eyes narrowed. Jedi scum. I should've known better. Traitors, all of them! He'd deal with them later. But for now he would have to show Padme the truth.

"What are you doing here? What are they talking about? What's happening to everyone? It's like I can't trust anyone about anything anymore! Ani…Ani I'm scared!" Padme continued, looking like she would break down any minute.

"I'm here on the chancellor's orders. He felt it was time to wipe out the unnecessary…beings that pollute our galaxy with their treacherous and manipulative ways." Anakin said, with a hint of pride.

"So you haven't joined the dark side or any of the other nonsense that's going around in Coruscant. Oh Ani, I knew you wouldn't, you just got me so worried-"

Anakin could not keep it in any longer. It was an alien he wasn't and didn't know, yet essentially was him in every sense. The feeling washed over him and something inside him just changed. The more he saw Padme's brown eyes gaze into his own with the pride and love he had always longed to receive, the more he was convinced he had done the right thing.

"Padme," he said with glee. "The chancellor has shown me the true meaning of power. I am now the most powerful Jedi ever. I am invincible-powerful-indestructible. With my newfound powers we can have all that we want!"

Padme froze. "Anakin…"

"Don't you understand?" Anakin exclaimed, his excitement and anticipation steadily rising. "With my newfound powers I can easily defeat the enemies I need, get the things we want, control every being that comes into our power! We would be in total control, no one can stop us doing what we want to do! Together, my darling, we can RULE THE GALAXY!"

Anakin felt the hands he held in his palms turn cold. He saw Padme's body freeze, and slowly retreat. He only saw her shaking her beautiful head, an expression of utter confusion and shock imprinted on it. All he did was see, see what was directly in front of him, the physical movements of his wife. All he could do was see, look, watch. All sense of feeling, understanding and considering was no longer imprinted in the Jedi's mind. The only thing he could understand was that the woman in front of him, the one who had brought him to this, the one who had caused this all, the woman whom without he wouldn't even have known of this achievable power-was shaking her head, retreating back from him in fear as if he were some kind of monster.

It was then that the small part of Anakin Skywalker that remained inside his body evaporated, dead as the bodies of the murdered separatists lying in the control room not far away.