Hey guys. Happy Easter. I've decided that I'm going to attempt to make the cheaper longer. Hopefully, I can still publish them on time. As always if you have any questions just PM and please review. I definitely need the advice. 9/17/16 This is probably the most heavily revised chapter because I had to basically rewrite an entire scene-Kiera
CHAPTER 9
As soon as they entered Mothma's personal quarters, the regal look evaporated from Mon's face. She looked like an excitable teenage girl.
"Tell me everything. Obi wan said something about you guys reconciling? Did he really reject the Dark side? What are you going to do with the children?" Mon spewed a volley of questions in her direction, it took a minute for her to process them all.
"Where do begin? I escaped my house arrest and I boarded a transport to Shili. There, I met Ahsoka again and we patched things up. Then, we fled to Alto Marianis where I captured Anakin and detained him aboard our ship. He broke out and made his way to some old Sith temple. I guess he had an epiphany of some sort because he was about to kill me and the strangest thing happened. His eyes became glassy and he looked like he was in some sort of daydream. Anakin rejected the Dark Side and he apologized to me. After a couple weeks, we decided to join the Rebellion and here we are. " Padmé said.
"As for the children, Anakin's really taken a liking to them, so I think it's pretty obvious that he wants to raise them. I truly believe Anakin has returned, Mon, and I'm not going to let anyone hurt him. I don't care if you doubt him, I know he's changed and you are not separating us."
Mon simply nodded, Padmé was still as stubborn and determined as she used to be. It was refreshing hearing Padmé speak with such conviction again. Finally, Mon had someone who could match her verbally. " Okay, I believe you. Maybe the Rebellion will give him a chance to make up for his crimes. Oh, and one last question, how did Anakin get that scar? I've always wondered. Someone told me he got it during a lightsaber fight."
Padmé snorted, "Lightsaber fight my ass. Ani was levitating rocks in the air, he sometimes does that when he had nothing else to do. One day, he decided to be immature and he began to bounce the rocks off a wall and stop them with the force. I was coming home from a Senate meeting and I opened the front door. He turned to look at me and he completely forgot about the most recent rock he hurled at the wall."
At this point, Padmé could barely contain her laughter. " And it hits him right next to his eye. He was unconscious for a solid hour. Anakin was so embarrassed he made up the whole lightsaber thing to, and I quote, 'increase his street rep'."
Now, both women were giggling so hard, they were crying. It reminded Padmé of the days when it was just her, Mon, and Bail hanging out after Senate meetings. No war, no secret marriage, and definitely no evil Sith Lord. It was just three friends, their entire lives ahead of them.
Anakin reluctantly entered the practice room. He hadn't meditated in a very long time, and when he had it was more like a glorified nap time. Obi wan sat in the center of the room, accompanied by Ahsoka. Looking at her now, he wished he could spar with her again. He missed teaching his padawan. Hopefully, he could do the same things with my kids. Unfortunately, Bail did not trust him with a single weapon, so he was relegated to the more passive, spiritual side of Jedi training. Quietly, he sat beside Obi wan and closed his eyes, his breathing slowed, and his mind began to roam.
We are here to purge you of the Dark side's control over you, echoed Obi wan's voice. While you will be forever fated to have the Dark within you, it will not control you as it once had. Perhaps you can use your unique situation to your advantage. The murky darkness of his mind began to clear, he was standing in a golden forest. Most of the forest was bathed in warm sunlight, but a portion of it was shrouded in inky black fog. He looked down at his hands to see that they were transparent and tinged a cerulean blue. The holographic blue apparitions of Ahsoka and Obi wan appeared beside him.
"Anakin, you must overcome the darkness residing in your soul if you ever want to genuinely be with your family. Ahsoka and I can offer you support and guidance, but we can not physically interfere."
He nodded, "Thanks Master.''
He flashed a quirky grin at Ahsoka. "Snips."
He tentatively approached the shadowed section of the forest. Igniting his blade, he entered the darkness. The blackness swirled around him, forming humanoid bodies. They whispered into Anakin's ear. Embrace it, join us. The power is calling to you. A blue light caused some of the darkness to disperse.
Anakin swung his lightsaber, cleaving through several forms. Everytime it seemed like the darkness would overwhelm him, he would emit a burst of light. With every shred of darkness he destroyed he would replace it with a memory, of his misadventures with Obi wan, his most intimate moments with Padmé, his friendship with Ahsoka, and every precious moment with his children.
It did not take him long to dispatch the majority of the darkness residing within him. Somehow, this darkness seemed to be unique. It was infused with righteous fury, a passion to protect his family, and strength. Perhaps this was the balance the prophecy spoke of. Now that he could wield both aspects of the Force, he could utilize the Dark and the Light while avoiding the negative parts of the respective sides. For strength, passion, and freedom he could call upon the Dark. For serenity, caring, and selflessness he could call upon the Light. The real challenge would preventing one side from gaining dominance over the other. Which meant that he would have to reign in his fiery temper, most of the time. After receiving reassuring looks from both Ahsoka and Obi wan, he let out a deep exhale and willed himself back into the real world.
When he awoke it was already late at night. Hopefully, the twins kept Padmé from wondering of his whereabouts.
Ahsoka yawned and stretched her arms, her feet were numb from sitting on them the entire day. It was for a good cause though. Once she was standing, she helped Anakin pull Obi wan from the floor. He was as stiff as a board. She was surprised he could even turn his head. It didn't take long for Obi wan and her to realize Anakin's mind was focused on something, or should she say someone, else.
After a quick goodbye, Anakin abruptly left the practice room and tore through the hallways. He skidded to a stop at Padmé's room, composed himself, and proceeds to knock on her door. A distant "Come in" was heard and Anakin barreled through the entrance. He swept Padmé up into a bone crushing hug, gently kissing her cheek as he did so. Her smell was intoxicating, like sweet blossoms in spring.
After releasing her, he gave her a mischievous grin. Realization dawned on her face, as she returned his grin with one of her own.
" I've missed you all day." he whispered into her ear.
" As did I." replied Padmé. "The twins are asleep in the other room, we're free to do whatever we want tonight," she purred seductively. She was robed in a simple cream nightgown, with midnight black lace. Her hair was down, reaching her hips.
Anakin pressed his face into the soft skin of her neck.
"Oh really," he growled, letting the yellow ooze into his eyes. Thanks to his newfound balance, he could change them at will. It would be perfect for tonight.
"Anakin, are you alright?" Padme sounded worried, skittish.
Anakin chuckled, " Don't worry, I can handle it now. I'm fine."
"I hate to admit it," she murmured as she nestled herself into the pillow on their bed, " I do find your yellow eyes to be very alluring."
Anakin nipped her earlobe and wound his strong arms around her.
Padme reciprocated the action and pulled him closer by the front of his robe. He smirked and his eyes seemed to glow with more intensity.
Anakin wound his fingers in her curls, as they laid on the soft, silky bed. She returned his affection by running her slender hands up and down his back, sending tingles up his spine. Finally, they kissed each other with a fiery passion and let their desire run rampant.