Anakin Skywalker's POV
I didn't know if I was dreaming or not. My dream felt so... Real.
I found myself underwater looking directly at nothing but pitch black water in the distance.
'Now I lay me down to sleep,' I heard Shmi's voice pray as I looked around. 'I pray the Lord my soul to keep,' her serious voice, then, was overpowered by her cute giggles. Those happy sounds soon went back to the serious prayer. 'If I shall die before I wake,' I saw frightening images of Shmi's body twitching and twisting as she sweated. Her small cries pierced through my heart. 'I pray the Lord...' Suddenly, she stopped. Her eyes were wide open in fright. The scene went black. 'My soul to take.'
After that prayer, her piercing scream ripped my eardrums. I clutched my head, covering my ears as I closed my eyes tightly.
A few minutes later, Shmi was right there in front of me. Her hair was like brown ribbons around her, her eyes wide and her skin pale.
She was under water, too, holding her breath and her expression was horrified like if she's seeing a demon or a ghost.
My dream-self (who appeared out of nowhere) reached out for her but she started screaming. Her white dress formed like a lily as she swam up for air.
I didn't understand what was going on, so, I followed the two.
"Shmi..." My dream-self whispered, smirking evilly. "Where are you going? Don't you want to play with me? With Daddy?"
I arched an eyebrow, frowning. I walked over to Shmi but she didn't seem to see me. My frown deepened.
"Baby, we can have loads of fun!" the creepier me sounded excited but evil and mad. He smiled a devilish grin.
('You Fight Me'- Breaking Benjamin)
My child's scream rippled away her small figure to Ahsoka's. She was wearing a black nightgown, her stomach bulge as I stared with wide eyes. Is she -? No... Can she be -? Ahsoka couldn't be pregnant! Or could she be?
'You fight me,
flat on my lonely face I fell. Finding in the end,
all is well.'
Memories of our battle on Mortis and argument flashed before my eyes.
'In light of the life that I have found,
it's coming down.'
A bright flash blinded me for some time until Ahsoka's body crumpled to the floor when the Son drained her force life out of her.
'I don't know what isn't real,'
I clutched my head, shutting my eyes tightly, shaking my head.
'But it's easy to beat me.'
I felt myself being flung across the room by invisible arms.
'(Suck it in)'
I got up slowly, struggling as blood trickled down my head and neck.
'Life is sink or swim.'
I gasped for breath as I was being pulled down underwater.
'Love is blinding,
no surviving.'
Ahsoka just stood there as I cried for her help, cocking her head to the side. Tears rolling down her cheeks.
'I don't know what I want to be yet.
But I can show that I need to see this.'
I fought furiously, trying to get to Ahsoka again. I yelled in rage and finally defeated the invisible hands.
'No time for lies and empty fights.
I'm on your side.'
I finally made it back to her and wrapped my arms around her. Ahsoka leaned her head against my chest, crying quietly.
"Can we live a life of peace and happiness?" she asked.
"I don't think so." I admitted, shaking my head.
"No denying I'm scared to lose the things I love." Ahsoka pulled back to see me with tear filled eyes.
"I'm in control." I assured her, kissing her forehead.
'This is how, this is how it's gonna end.
This is how, this is how it's gonna end.
End.'
Ahsoka suddenly disappeared in mid-air. I turned around, my eyes sweeping throughout the black pitch room of nothing.
A bright light caught my attention. My heart almost leaped out of my ribcage as I sprinted towards the light. As I came closer, I began to gag, cough and cringe as I smelled the horrific smell.
'Everyone is waiting here for everyone.'
I saw humans and aliens lined up. Their backs to me, their face bloody along with their bodies. I stood there, too. I felt their weakness and depression overwhelming me.
'Leave me alone.'
I looked down at the bloody floor. I shut my eyes tightly as I smelled the rust and salt stench of the blood and dead corpses again.
I gazed up, my eyes widen once I did.
'This is how, this is how it's gonna end.'
Bodies were covered in sheets as they were hung with a rope. Once they were done with that they flung the corpses to an enormous bonfire. The disgusting odor of the dead humans and aliens clung to my nose, making me gag and want to throw up.
'This is how, this is how it's gonna end.'
The line of hopeless humans and aliens moved slowly, their feet shuffling against the crimson liquid, their feet chained with one another.
'This is how, this is how it's gonna end!
No!'
I trembled in anger as I observed around me again. Not all of them were being hanged... One Twi'lek was near a lake, holding a heavy cinderblock. His family was lined up, making an aisle for him to pass into deep water. The twenty something year old man walked into the water, struggling, until he got deep enough to drop the cinderblock and drown along with it.
'This is how, this is how it's gonna end!
End!'
I glared up to see myself right in front of the rope shaped exactly for my neck. I actually didn't care if I were to die in my own nightmare. I only cared that nothing happens to my family.
I stood on top of the small stool as the men began to place the white sheet over me before placing the rope around my neck. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, smiling.
