POV: Anakin Skywalker

I raced down the streets of Coruscant, making my way to the hideout that Bonteri told me. The images of me killing him replayed in my head… I grinned.

Seconds later, I finally made it and immediately went inside. All of the Separatists in hiding eyed me with concern, then, they looked away.

"I've noticed…" I spoke aloud, they still didn't gaze up. So, I ignited my weapon. Everyone reacted, flinching. "That every single one of you… planned to attack the Jedi Temple…"

"Yeah, why does it concern you, Jedi scum?" An Umbaran said across the room.

I scoffed and smiled. "You should think before you talk, sleemo." I warned him, clenching my fist up in the air.

The male Umbaran clawed at his throat, desperate for air. He seemed to be withstanding it so I put more force. Finally, his head leaned back, his eyes closing. I laughed darkly as he fell onto the ground.

"As I was saying, many of you killed innocent Jedi… and many of you know who killed a female Togrutan." As I said this, I walked without hesitation, placing my lightsaber close to all of my victims necks… so they call feel the heat of my blazing weapon. "She meant everything to me… Luckily, my child she was carrying survived…"

A woman was weeping on the far side of the room, holding her lover closer to her.

"The female Togrutan was everything to me… just like she is to you, Zygerrian Scum!" I slashed my lightsaber at the couple, closing all the doors with the force, before finishing everyone else.

I showed no mercy, enjoying all the aliens and humans that I've killed. Even the battle droids tried to protect them but they were no match for me.

"Wait! Please!" A Zygerrian woman pleaded as I began to force choke her. "I-I know who killed her!"

I froze, my eyes widened. "Tell me." I growled as I let her go.

She gasped and coughed for air. "C-Count Dook-k-ku… He murdered your wife! I saw him do it!"

"Where is he?" I asked coldly.

"He's o-o-on Nab-b-bo." With that she collapsed.

I began to walk away, not caring if I stepped on the bodies. Though, when I was close to the door, I saw my reflection. I came closer to it and saw my face. My face was full with tears, blood, and my eyes…they were different.

I punched my mechanical hand against the mirror and took out a lighter (the oil already spilled everywhere) and let it go. Bursts of heat came into view, burning the corpses.

Without looking back, I headed to Shili, wiping all the blood and tears away from my face.

6 years later…

"Alright, kiddo." I announced, giving her the lightsaber. "Time for you first day of blocking bullets with you weapon."

Her eyes light up in excitement. She bounced up and down in place before skipping outside, chanting.

Soon after she realized this was a different style of training. "Daddy?"

I stopped the training session. "What's up?"

"Is this how they trained you?"

Flashback…

"Bang! Bang!" I shouted, holding my training lightsaber. I glared at Obi-Wan. "Is this how they trained you?"

"Anakin, lightsabers don't shoot!"

"I'm blocking them!" I responded and continued. "Bang! Bang!"

Flashback over…

I shook my head and shivered. "Pretty much."

She groaned and rolled her eyes.

The next day, I had to leave again. Every time I leave Shmi starts getting emotional. But I told her I'll be back in a few days.

These past 6 years, I've been searching for Dooku in Naboo, but no luck. Also, Obi-Wan informed me that I must report to the temple at once. When I got there, I went inside Ahsoka's dorm and found a letter.

Then, it hit me.

I opened it immediately and my eyes swept through the entire page.

"Dear Anakin,

I miss you so much. I hope you do too. I've decided to name our baby, Shmi… for you. Anyways, how's the war? Is it still the same? Are you alright? Are you injured? Obi-Wan contacted me yesterday and told me you've injured your arm. Don't ever lie to me… Obi-Wan informs me on everything. Also, let's make a promise… if the council decides to make Shmi leave the order… so will we. We can start a family together in Shili or Tatoonie. Either way, we will stick together... No matter what. And, Ani… I have great-

That was it… that was the last letter she wrote. December 20th.

I folded the paper and placed it in my pocket.