Twisted inside chapter 14
That night no one was able to sleep in the Jedi temple, master, apprentice and youngling were all awaken by visions of death and destruction. Even those with the strongest of wills and mental shields couldn't keep the nightmares away. Some swore they were so real saying their clothes reeked of smoke and ash. Some believe it was a warning how could it not be, it all felt to real to be anything less. Most had visions of shadows wielding crimson sabers invading the temple and destroying it yet a few select others nightmare was different, worse depending on who you were and who you were close with.
Through the maze of halls that was the Jedi temple Obi-wan was attempting to finally get some rest after a exhausting day. Kicking off his boots and sitting them next to his bed then placing his lightsaber on the small nightstand next to him he finally laid down in bed. "Finally some peace and quiet" he said as he closed his eyes and relaxed ready to turn in for the night.
As his mind and heart rate began to slow down he began drifting toward the edge of sleep the room suddenly began to grow cold. He wasn't sure if the noise that began to fill his ears was real or if he was dreaming but he suddenly found himself in the Jedi holorecording room and a sudden wave of sadness and confusion hit him as he stared down at the recording. Someone…someone had attacked the Jedi temple and they had killed Jedi cutting down one right after the other with a lightsaber. Wave after wave of unexplainable sadness and hurt continued to wash over him "I cant watch anymore" he found himself suddenly sitting down as his legs gave away.
"Who, who could have done this?" he asked now finding himself following master Yoda through the Jedi temple that was littered with Jedi's bodies. Kneeling down to examine one of them "Not even the younglings were spared" he muttered. "Kill by clones the padawans were not but with a lightsaber" the grand master of the Jedi Order spoke.
The dream was bad enough already but it took a steep spiraling dive when Obi-wan felt a sudden blast of heat wash over him as the Jedi temple faded away. He found himself kneeling down next a unconscious Padme on a landing back of some lava covered planet. The voice that spoke in front of him was so twisted, drowned in hate and rage, it was so cold and vile that Obi-wan couldn't even began to begin to imagine who the voice belonged to. "I have brought peace, freedom and security to my new empire" the twisted voice called out. He felt a sudden sense of loss so great it was as if his entire world had come crashing down in front of him and he could do nothing to stop it.
As if he was shot forward in time with a incredible burst of speed he saw himself aging as his blond began to turn grey and a boy with blond hair a blue eyes were making their way though some sort of massive ship or perhaps it was a base of some kind. He saw himself facing off against a towering figure dressed in black and wearing a menacing mask "Now I am the master" the figure said striking out with a crimson blade. "Only a master of evil Darth" he heard himself reply then all of the sudden bringing his saber up to his face he allowed the figure to cut him down and his body suddenly vanished.
The dream shifted one last time to a swampy planet covered in vegetation with all sorts of creatures running about. He was blue transparent now and he was looking down upon a very old Master Yoda who weakly pulled himself into a bed. "But master Yoda you cant die" a older more mature blonde hair blue eyed boy said and Obi-wan recognized him as the same boy that was on the base. "Strong I am in the force but not that strong" Yoda replied with a weak chuckle "Twilight is upon me forever sleep earned it I have" he continued. The blue eyed boy became very solemn "Is Darth Vader my father?" he asked. Yoda sighed turning his back to the boy and closed his eyes for the last time before saying "Your father he is."
Obi-wan woke up covered in sweat and breathing rather quickly, his hands were trembling in fear. The force, the force had shown him something, something of the future. Something so unexplainable painful that it hurt to even think about the only question was why. He hadn't been able to see if Padme had been alright and he didn't know who he had fought on the lava covered planet. He didn't know why they Jedi had been destroyed nor who the blond hair blue eyed boy was. It was so much to process so many emotions were bombarding him that he didn't know what to do with them. The strongest of these emotions was fear, of not knowing what was to come and if that was indeed the future not knowing how to prevent it terrified him.
Meanwhile a few hallways and doors away Anakin found himself in a similar situation, being tormented by nightmares. He found himself back on Tattooine holding his dying mother in the Tuskin raider camp but instead of feeling anger like he had before he felt a since of loss and pain. He had been to late to save her, if he had come a day or perhaps even a few hours earlier maybe he could have saved her from dying.
Next he found himself standing in a dimly lit room staring up at a raised platform where his padawan stood before a few council members. "It is the council's opinion that you have been found guilty of sedition against the Republic and are he by expelled from the Jedi Order" the voice of Mace Windu. A sudden wave of pain and shock hit Anakin like a bullet train, what happened? Why was she being expelled? "No you cant do this!" he cried out trying to reach his padawan but to temple guards stepped forward stopping him. The platform lowered "You are here by stripped of your padawan statues and forfeit command in the army of the Republic. You are bared from the Jedi Order" Jedi Master Mundi said. One of the temple guards stepped forward and tore the padawan braid off of Ahsoka then she was led away.
"I'm not going to take the fall for something I didn't do!" Ahsoka cried out as the dream shifted again and Anakin found Ahsoka standing in the opening of a drainage pipe. He could hear the foot steps of people running to meet up with him. "Ahsoka" he said desperately "I would never let anyone hurt you, never" he said.
Again the dream changed only continuing to get worse as now he found himself and Ahsoka standing in the council chambers. He was looking down at his padawan at his friend with confusion and pain in his eyes as she gently cupped his out stretched hand with her own then using the other closed his hand around her padawan braid. With tear filled eyes she said "I'm sorry master but I'm not coming back" then she turned and left.
Next he found Ahsoka who was older standing in front of a man dressed in black. The menacing figure in black leather who radiated with the darkside of the force turned his head to look at her "Anakin Skywalker was weak, I destroyed him" he exclaimed. A look of pain and regret filled Ahsoka's face before it hardened "Then I will avenge his death" he said. "Revenge is not the Jedi way" the other said, Ahsoka's face hardened with determination "I am no Jedi" she said pulling her sabers and activating the white blades.
Anakin couldn't watch anymore, non of it made sense and he was beginning to panic. He prayed the dream couldn't get any worse but then it shifted one final time. He found Ahsoka pulling herself off of the ground and from behind her he heard the Sith lord call out her name "Ahsoka." She froze for a moment before turning her head and Anakin did as well seeing that the Sith's mask had been damaged. Horror pure horror, shock, terror there weren't words to describe what Anakin felt as he looked at the exposed face of the Sith lord, his face. "Ahsoka" he said again now locking eyes directly with her, "Anakin…" he heard her reply. "I won't leave you! Not this time" she declared, "Then you will die!" he bellowed.
Anakin shot up out of bed with a yell looking around quickly. He was shaking violently and his breathing was sporadic. Wha…what in sith hell had he just seen. He had attacked her, he had hurt her threatening to kill her yet he didn't know why. No…it has to be a joke it cant be the truth, he would never hurt Ahsoka never. But the face beneath that mask was undoubtedly his, he was a Sith lord a slave to the darkside drowning in his anger so much that everything had become twisted and perverted.
"It cant be…no I wouldn't" Anakin whispered, he would never hurt Ahsoka he cared to much about her to do such a thing. Fear began to grip his body and very soul as be began tossing on his clothes as quickly as he could. He had to check on her make sure she was alright, make sure that she was going to be ok to prove that he wouldn't hurt her. Forgetting about his shoes he ran from his room to the halls of healing in the dead of night. But when he got there and to where she was suppose to be in bed he found that she wasn't there, she was gone.