Depa felt a great pain in her chest. A part of her felt missing. The disturbance she felt shook her to her very core. Daughter returned, sensing the internally pain in the Jedi. "How is he?"

Depa could not move Father. Fearing his fragile body would crumble. They laid in the courtyard, her only leaving his side to retrieve water to cure his parched throat.

"He's not very well. Help me bring him inside." They carefully lead Father into the monastery and lay him to rest in her personal chambers. It was closer than his chambers.

"Your mind is elsewhere?" Daughter notices.

"Where are the Padawans?"

"I left them to protect Father, while they went to get the dagger."

Depa didn't like the sound of that. "You should head back." She tells her. "I sense something. Something horrible has transpired. Please, return to wherever you lead them. Bring them back."

"I cannot-"

"I will not let a Padawan die. Either you go or I do." Daughter sighs, sensing the bond between master and student.

"Very well. If you see my brother, do not engage. You're not strong enough to face him alone. You can leave father in my chambers."

"I'll stay and guard him. It's the least I can do." Depa replies.

"Thank you, Jedi. I hope the rest of your clan is as selfless as you are."

She departed to find the Padawans. Returning to the alter, all she heard was the adolescent groans that grew deeper the further she ventured. Again, the Daughter found Kyle in a near death situation. Clutching to his chest, bleeding profusely. His legs wouldn't allow him to. Daughter could tell the boy poor was on his last legs.

"Be still, child." She hushes. Believing she was merely about to make his last moments pain free, he resisted. He wanted to fight. He wanted to save the day. He wanted to see his master one last time. "I can heal you." She promised. Placing her large palm, covering his chest wound she closed her eyes and it coaxed Kyle to relax. A brilliant light illuminated from under her hand and the wound was gone within moments.

"How did you do that?" Kyle asks, in awe of what he's witnessed.

"The light is capable of many things. It is the source for all that is good."

"We have to go." Kyle picks himself up, amazed his body felt as good as new. "The Son took Ahsoka, and she has the dagger."

"They're going to kill Father."

"And my Master." He reminds her, but that isn't her biggest concern.

"If my brother kills my father he'll be free to escape!" She forcefully tells him. "Your Master is the only reason I'm here. You can save your master, I'll save the universe."

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It was a mistake to not run off after the trials. He should have never entertained the Father's offer. Now he's running across the supernatural plain. The sky's darkened, the dark blue trimming on the grassy knolls didn't even phase him. "It's a trap." His brain warns him. Of course he knew that. But he couldn't let Ahsoka die because he had to play chess when an adversary was playing checkers.

Again, the voices rattled inside his head. Calling his name "Anakin... Anakin... Anakin"

"I am one with the Force. The Force is with me." He repeats the mantra to cancel out the noise.

"Ahsoka!" He calls out in the courtyard. It's dark. He cannot see anything. He notices Ahsoka's distinct Togrutan features by the strike of lightning illuminating her orange pale skin. She coldly stood on a ledge, staring straight ahead.

"Ahsoka, we need to get out of here."

"Are you proud, Master?" Ahsoka softly asks.

"Huh?" Anakin was baffled at the question. "Of course I'm proud of you, Snips. But we need to leave." Ahsoka turns around right as the lightning struck again, showing her yellow eyes which physically repulsed Skywalker. "Ahsoka, what happened?"

"He's right." She chants, as if she's speaking to herself or to someone who isn't there. "You have to join him." She turns to her master. "The Son only wants what's best for the universe."

"The Son? I should have known." Anakin curses himself mentally. "You need to snap out of this. This isn't you, Ahsoka!" He tells her.

"Isn't it?" Ahsoka chuckles.

"Or maybe, she feels more like herself than she's ever had." The Son appears and glides elegantly in front of Skywalker. "You've held her back and now she is at her full potential."

"You!" Anakin hisses.

"If you're going to demand I let her go, you wouldn't be the first. Although, I should warn you the last person who attacked me met his end."

"You lie!" Anakin knew who the Son was referring to.

"It didn't have to be this way. He could have been alive, your Padawan wouldn't have turned if you merely listened to me from the start."

"No!"

"He looked up to you. His memories before the Jedi Order, all he talked about was the 'great' Anakin Skywalker. The 'hero with no fear.' Where were you when he needed you most? Hiding in your ship waiting to leave your fate!"

Anakin snaps and swings madly at the Son. Ahsoka takes over and proceeds to return Anakin's aggression. Fighting his Padawan instantly simmered his intensity. He couldn't hurt her. He'd sooner die. "But it isn't too late. You can still save countless lives by doing the right thing." The Son orders Ahsoka to disengage. Skywalker's lightsaber flew out of his hand and into the Son's. "Come here, my Son." He forces the Jedi to his knees. "Let me show you your future." He grabs Anakin by the chin and places his other hand on his forehead. "The woeful universe you'll create right before your eyes."

Anakin screeches, struggling to get free. The Son neutralizes him, rendering his body catatonic. "Let me in, my son."

The sounds became more pronounced, accompanied now with visuals he saw the degradation of the moral fabric of the Jedi, the Galactic Republic and universe. The loses of loved ones. His wife. His master. His Padawan. His children. Children? What was being displayed tore apart everything he thought he once knew. "No... please No!" He couldn't say it any louder. "This can't be."

"But it is." The Son feigns sorrow. "You are groomed to be a pawn in the Sith Lord's game. You will serve him until your dying breath." Anakin crumbles to the ground, silently sobbing. The Son continues to speak softly. "But it doesn't have to be this way. Together, you and me we'll wipe out all evil and pave way for a new, more just universal order."

It was the same pitch. This time Anakin saw what the Son was warning him of wasn't lies. His future was sealed - if he chose to remain on this path. Anakin needed a way out and would accept any avenue for an exit. "What do I need to do?" The Son, pleased he has broken the Jedi orders Ahsoka to hand him the dagger.

"Find my father and kill him."

Anakin found the father resting in Daughter's chambers, encased in a golden transparent shield. Skywalker attempted to broach it to no avail. "The only way we can break this spell is if we kill my sister." The Son is wry at the prospect. Quickly, he pushes his reservations aside. "If you want to make an omelette you have to break a few eggs."

"Shall I look for her?" Anakin offers.

"No. She'll come here to us. Father will recover and break the shield. She'll have to confront me sooner or later. We wait." He decides. "Your Jedi friend, the blind one. Find her. We don't need any loose ends."

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Kyle was tense the closer they approached the monastery. Each step grew smaller and smaller. The Daughter noticed, sensing the dread inside of him. "Something troubling you?"

"I..." He looks at his lightsaber. "I don't know if I can't fight a friend." The Daughter's eyebrow raised. "I'm feeling unsure."

"About?"

"Whether I can handle this. This battle between the forces of light and darkness. Here I am in the middle of it. There's so much pressure. What if I fail?" His concerns nearly overtook him. His legs freezing in place.

"We cannot fail. It isn't an option." She turns to walk away, not caring whether Kyle was by her side of not.

"Thanks, coach. Great pep talk." He thought. "Come on, Kyle. You went to the final round of the tourney with minimal training. You can handle this!" He tried to psyche himself up. But what if Ahsoka was on the opposite side? She nearly killed him just moments ago. He knows he cannot handle the all powerful Son. So the Padawan is likely his opponent.

"Your brother turned my friend. Is there a way we can get her back?" He asks. The Daughter pondered.

"My brother use to play this trick on birds. They never reverted. I do not know." Those words stung Kyle right in the heart.

"There has to be a way!" He protests. "I can't kill her."

"You'll do what you must." She retorts. "For the good of the galaxy."

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Anakin returns to the chambers to look at the Father, still in his coma. The last time he was here he saw Depa meditating and left her to herself. "Never disturb a Jedi when meditating." He remembers the first lesson Kenobi imparted to him. The Son's influence was strong in him at this point, but the small vestiges of the old him was still there.

But Depa was not meditating anymore. "I know now what I must do to end The Clone War." He starts. "I now see who stands in our way."

Depa was untroubled. "You're not thinking clearly." She calmly says. "The Son, this planet, has polluted your mind. You cannot follow his lead. He is deceiving you and soon you'll be of no use to him."

"I am stronger than him. I know what I'm doing." He replies. But Depa had a hard time believing that to be true. "I will not hesitate to do what needs to be done."

"Neither will I." He leaves.