AN- Sorry for the long wait. Life got in the way. I hate it when that happens. Anyway, here's more sad, crushing, terrible stuff with the new and unimproved Anakin Solo/Vangoren Kwaad
CHAPTER FOUR:
Anakin's eyes were empty, void like his presence in the Force. He walked past Vergere and Nom Anor in order to study the prisoners. Leia gasped at the sight of her son, tattooed and scarred like one of the Yuuzhan Vong. No, it was the only thought that would register in her tired brain. No, not my Anakin! Not my little boy!
"Anakin!" The desperate cry came out of her mouth before she could stop it.
He whirled on her, anger in his dead, cold eyes. "My name, infidel," He said in Basic, "Is Vangoren Kwaad. Do not insult me by speaking again." Then he slapped her in the face. Hard. She felt the bones in her nose crack as she tasted the blood on her lips. She tried to recoil, but her position—hands bound to the floor behind her, between her ankles while she rested on her knees—prevented her from doing anything but hearing several cries of anger and surprise from her family. Cries suddenly erupted from them, as well.
"Anakin, what's happened to you?" That was Luke.
"Anakin, where have you been?"—Han.
"I thought you were dead!"—Jacen.
"What are you doing, Anakin? Why?"—Jaina.
"Why didn't you come back to us?"—Tahiri.
Leia flinched away from the sound. She was silent, opting not to add to what was quickly becoming a roar of questions and comments directed toward her son.
"Silence!" The order came out of nowhere, with such fury, that they immediately hushed.
Anakin stared them all down. "I know what you have tried to do to me, infidels. You tried to make me forget my past, but hear me when I say that I know who I am. I am not your son, nephew, or friend. I am a Klevinda, and I will not hesitate to kill any one of you without honor. I am your enemy." The last phrase was low, almost hissing in anger and...yes...hatred. Hatred for his family, for his own mother! Leia's mind knew it was possible—they had nearly succeeded in doing the same thing with Tahiri a little over a year ago—but her heart was screaming. Before she knew it, tears were streaming down her cheeks and mixing with the blood, only partly caused by the pain in her face and nose. Distantly, she felt Jacen, Jaina, and Luke try to comfort her through the Force, but it barely registered. She was lost to the world.
Anakin barked in order to a servant who left the room immediately. He returned a moment later with a covered cage-like contraption. The comfort that had been there a moment before suddenly vanished, and Leia knew that the cage carried an Ysalimiri.
"Now," Anakin said, "I will break you, and you will join me in the fight to purge this galaxy of the infidel slime that consumes it."
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