Anakin's suit made the journey slower than it needed to be. His body temperature went from cold to hot, hot to cold , perhaps the temperature of hell itself changed. But he'd never know, he couldn't feel the direct air. Only what the suit let in.

Emperor Palpatine stood on a bridge watching as Anakin approached in his Vader suit and helmet. He smiled at the cumbersome steps he took, and remembered the empty promises Anakin made of defeating him. The emperor put his hand over his mouth and cackled loudly, pointing at him with a quivering old finger.

"Come to get revenge, have you?" he laughed again. "Even in hell you are worthless."

The emperor threw his head back and laughed. Waves of lava swept under the bridge he stood upon. It rattled, and the emperor held on.

"That the best you can do?" a spark left his fingers, but made it no further than the bridge.

Anakin watched him through the Vader helmet, through the red-glowing computations he made of the emperor's distance. His lightsaber rose to his shoulder. It was heavy. The suit made everything heavier.

"If you weren't so feeble and nimble-brained I'd force you to serve me in hell. But, I'd rather destroy you. I should have watched as you sizzled at the bank of the lava shore on Musafar. You pathetic fool. You ruined my dynasty. Luke rebuilt the Jedi Order – all because of you and your stupidity," the emperor admonished.

He walked toward Anakin, his robe dragging behind him. Evil lurked behind the old man's toothless grin.

"SO? You've yet to make good on your promise, Anakin. You were always pathetic. A worthless child slave, a pathetic Jedi, and you were even worse as a Sith. I chaste to call you a Sith Lord, you pathetic fool. For your betrayal, you will pay."

Sith Lightening crackled around his hand then exploded from his finger tips. The blue bolt hit Anakin square in the chest but only sparked around the perimeters of the black Vader suit.

Palpatine's hands dropped to the side as he stared in utter bewilderment. Vader's suit began to crack from the head down. He smiled then laughed, his hooting rising with the prospect of Anakin being so easily defeated. So worthless he was indeed! His potential destroyed by him, his future, his wife, his kids, and when he died he even took the idiot with him.

The Vader suit cracked down the face of the mask and a bright light shone from his head growing into a even brighter orb of light as it split the blinking yellow, red and blue flashing panel on his chest apart. The light continued to split down his stomach, his pelvis, and both of his legs. By then, the glow had grown so powerful that Emperor Palpatine could only close his eyes and hope he wasn't blinded by it. He whimpered, then blinked.

The light swelled and pulsed like a beating heart until the suit exploded like a nebula burst with Anakin standing like an ancient statue at the center as the black suit fell from around him, muscles amped, lightsaber in his hand, eyes fierce, except for the crystal-like tear trickling down his cheek.

The emperor pretended to be his friend. Pretended to care about him, pretended to dote on him, but in reality turned him against his wife, his friends, his colleagues, then tricked him into killing them all with a lie about saving his wife. There was no end to the emperor's betrayal and lies, and it hurt because so much had been lost.

The emperor followed the tear as it rolled down Anakin's cheek and dripped from his chin in a free fall until it splattered on the toe of Anakin's booth.

"Pathetic… why are you crying?" He asked without a hint of pity.

"The past," Anakin mumbled. "For trusting you."

The emperor cackled. "You cry like a boy and mourn the past like an old woman?"

Anakin smiled. "They're tears of happiness."

The emperor's brow touched his forehead? "Happiness?" Anakin? Happy? He scoffed.

"Your spirit death will bring me infinite joy."

A mountainous blue orb emanated from the Jedi.

As it reached the emperor, his eyes opened wide in fear and awe. "Anakin? What are you doing?"

A trembling of the force brought Emperor Palpatine to his knees. "Anakin, old friend?" he muttered in the voice of a true weasel.

The orb pulsated and throbbed – afraid, the emperor covered his face with a hand…