Ahsoka was sitting in silence, meditating. She let the force flow through her. Even though it had been full of hate and rage lately, it was still the same. Nothing could ever change the force for good.
It was like a dark cloud in front of the sun on a warm day. The cloud might throw a shadow on the world beneath, but the sun was warming its surface anyway. Ahsoka held on to everything she had learned from the Order.
She made use of everything Anakin had taught her during their time together. And she needed every bit of it. Geonosians might have not looked it, but they were pretty dangerous in swarms. And there truly were a lot of them, even after the imperial purges.
In the time she had spent on Geonosis she had perfected her abilities with her two lightsabers, and she had pretty good knowledge of the force too. Often she told herself that she could defeat Darth Vader blindfolded, if he would ever show up.
Part of her realized that she said that only to comfort herself. Darth Vader had killed extremely high ranked Jedi easily. Deep down she knew she wouldn't stand a chance at all.
She hadn't even been knighted yet, while he was the best user of the force she had ever heard of. Even though he was a slave to the dark side. Ahsoka didn't know who he was, but something felt odd about him.
Ahsoka couldn't explain what it was. Sometimes she felt sorry for him. His agony was so great, even she, who wasn't that great of a sensitive could make it out clearly. And right now Ahsoka could feel him approaching.
She ripped her eyes open. He was coming. Not only to Geonosis but to her. She took both of her lightsabers in her hands and left the cave she had been living in for the past years.
As she stood in front of the cave she could see a tiny black dot at the horizon. As she looked closer, she could make it out to be a speeder coming in her direction quickly.
Vader saw her now. She was standing up tall, only a few steps away from him. He stopped the Speeder and walked the left steps towards her. This was supposed to be the part when he grabbed his saber and sliced her open. But he didn't.
She examined him, not seeing his face. "You're not Vader.", she stated and lowered her sabers. Vader remained silent. After a few moments he lowered his hood, looking Ahsoka in the eyes.
"Master!", Ahsoka called out, she deactivated her lightsaber and made a step towards him. "I didn't know you survived order 66.", she continued. "You don't know who I am.", he said more to himself than to her.
"I thought you did.", he added. She frowned. "What do you mean?", she asked curiously. Then she opened her eyes as if she suddenly remembered something. "Darth Vader is coming here, master.", she explained. "I felt it earlier."
Vader's face hardened. "I'm already here.", he whispered. Ahsoka looked at him in shock. "Are you saying...", Ahsoka began, but she stopped speaking. "I am.", Vader confirmed. "I was sent here to kill you.", he added.
Ahsoka's eyes widened, and she lit her sabers. "If I was going to do it, you would be dead already.", Vader said, ignoring her lightsabers. Ahsoka waited, expecting him to activate his own saber.
Vader could see how she tensed and prepared herself to battle her old master. "I'm not going to kill you, Ahsoka.", he murmured. He didn't think about what he said, but he knew it was the truth. "Why not?", Ahsoka asked carefully.
"I have no idea.", Vader admitted. "How did you survive order 66?", he then asked. Ahsoka deactivated her weapons. "The clones deserted when they received the order. They said it wasn't worth it." Vader had killed many of the deserters.
Palpatine was furious when some declined to follow his orders. "And how did you become a sith?", Ahsoka asked, clipping her lightsabers back to her belt. Vader was confused. Why was she trusting him like that?
After all he was a sith on a mission to kill her. But she wasn't stupid. Not at all. She could feel what was going on in him. He felt how her force abilities had grown. "It's a long story.", Vader began. The Togruta crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Then she turned around and entered a cave. "Come on, sky guy.", she then said. Vader's hands formed fists, but then he followed her.
"They use the force, Obi Wan.", Padmé said. "They can almost move things around, and they're connected in a way. When Luke bumped into the table, Leia started crying too and pointed at her own arm." Obi Wan stroked his beard.
"That's incredible.", he stated. "They're still so young. Using the force in those measures usually requires years of training in the temple. I can feel their signatures, they're impressive. They must be quite powerful."
Obi Wan looked at Leia who was currently trying to put the whole of her hand in her mouth. Luke was lying flat on his stomach and was blabbering nonsense. "Powerful, yes.", Padmé said with a small chuckle.
"They need to be taught about the force as soon as possible. They have to be self aware.", Obi Wan announced. "And Padmé, you need to tell them about their father. They need to learn from his mistakes." Padmé's eyes sparkled angrily.
"Look at them! I'm happy they're fully potty trained, it's too soon for the ways of the force." Obi Wan looked to the ground. "Its never too soon to begin a younglings training.", he explained.
"I will take them to the remaining jedi, so that they can be properly educated.", Obi Wan continued. "You will do no such thing! If you want to take two infants from their mother, you will have to rip them out of my dead hands."
"Anakin was already too old to be trained, and he was only nine.", Obi Wan didn't give up. Padmé's anger was growing. "What are you trying to say? Anakin was an amazing jedi." Padmé gave Obi Wan a challenging glance.
She touched the necklace that Anakin had given her fifteen years ago. She was always wearing it. "Look what happened to him, Padmé. The council was right when they tried to reject him."
"Leave this house.", Padmé said through clenched teeth. She was trying to hold back her rage. Obi Wan opened his mouth to say something, but Padmé continued before he could.
"Leave this house now! You don't have the right to say these things about Anakin. You come here and insult the memory of my husband, and then demand his children. How dare you!?" Padmé started to yell.
The twins were looking at their mother in confusion, and then started to cry. Obi Wan remained silent. He then bowed and left. Padmé's shoulders quivered. She asked herself if she had made a mistake. Obi Wan was a Jedi master after all.
She could have asked him to stay, so that he would teach them what they needed to know under her supervision. Or maybe she could have joined them. But she doubted that the Jedi would allow her to live in their new sanctuary.
Anyway, she couldn't believe what she had just heard out of Obi Wan's mouth. And she knew how much Anakin meant to Obi Wan. He said that the adorable little boy she met on Tatooine had already been predestined to be a sith.
She refused to believe even the slightest bit of that. Anakin was controlled by the dark side, on the last day of his life. She didn't understand why he turned from the Jedi in the first place, but she knew that there would be an explanation.
Her Husband wouldn't give up everything he believed in for nothing. Once he had begun to join the dark side, it took complete control over him. There was no way for him to escape the trap. She remembered Mustafar as if it had been a few days ago.
She knew that Anakin would have never choked her if it had been the real him. Only a few moments later, Obi Wan put him out of his misery. She would have preferred that he freed Anakin of the darkness, instead of killing him.
But it was too late now. Anakin was dead, and she would have to raise the twins alone. She might have considered to let Obi Wan help with that, he was a great protection and he could teach the children about the force.
But her opinion on that had changed when he spat on Anakin's memory and assumed it would be fine to take his children away. Padmé crouched down and took both of her children in her arms.
"No one will ever take you away. I love you very much, always remember that.", Padmé said and held her children tighter. Both of them pressed themselves against their mother tightly.
Obi Wan had failed. He knew that it would be hard to convince the senator, but he had underestimated her stubbornness. But he was still half happy. He had feared that Vader had found them.
It was what he had first suspected when he felt the change in Vader. At least the children were save. The Jedi had agreed that the children had to be brought to Hoth where the order was hiding.
The children of the chosen one were playing a great role in the destruction of the sith. None of the Jedi that were left, were powerful enough to defeat the Emperor, let alone Darth Vader.
Obi Wan found the way back to his starfighter that he had left hidden in the jungle. It felt wrong to abandon the senator and her children on Thyferra, without help. The Galaxy had been unsafe since the Emperor took the power anyway.
There was little done against crimes that only effected a few individuals, and didn't give the Emperor himself reason to worry. Apart from big matters that stretched over multiple planets, the Galaxy was drowning in anarchy.
But he couldn't help her if she wouldn't let him. Obi Wan told himself that Padmé had so little possessions, that she would just be left in peace. But for now, all that Obi Wan could do was hope.
He cursed himself for speaking about Anakin as openly as he did. He should have known Padmé would be very touchy when it came to the topic of her dead husband. Love had always done weird things to a mind.
Obi Wan entered his starfighter and left Thyferra, even though he hoped he could come back soon.