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(Altered Timeline)

Anakin was on fire.

The smell of charred flesh surrounded him, smoke filled his lungs, and he felt as if his insides were burning away as well. His screaming caused his raw throat to ache, and he was filled with a devouring fury that he couldn't seem to escape.

Words floated towards him.

"I HATE YOU!" he heard himself scream.

"You were my brother Anakin…I loved you…" came Obi-Wan's voice.

Padme's face filled his vision. Her hands were on her throat and she was gasping for air, her eyes wide in fear. "Anakin…"

"Let her go Anakin!" he heard Obi-Wan speak yet again. "Let. Her. Go!"

The burning faded, but now Anakin was experiencing a new kind of pain. He felt like a broken mess, not just physically but emotionally. His arms and legs didn't feel like his own, and every breath caused him excruciating pain.

"Where is Padme? Is she safe? Is she…alright?" he heard himself say, but his voice was different. It sounded like…like…

Vader.

"It seems, in your anger…you killed her," Palpatine's voice wafted towards him.

Anakin could feel the fear and crushing despair that took ahold of him. "I? I couldn't have! She was alive! I FELT IT!"

He couldn't breathe. The pain was too much, he was suffocating on it as it closed in. Padme gone? No, it had to be a mistake…this had to be a dream, he needed to wake up!

Anakin flew up in bed with a gasp, looking wildly around the room. His heavy breathing echoed all around the bedroom, and he instinctively reached out for Padme. Only when his fingertips brushed against her warm shoulder and he reassured himself that she was there with him did his breathing finally even out.

Anakin sighed in relief, relaxing gradually as he watched Padme sleep. His hand gently trailed up and over her shoulder, slowly trailing down her back.

"It was just a dream," he murmured to himself.

No…not a dream…memories…

Anakin grimaced. He was starting to get the memories of the alternate timeline. That time held no kindness for him, only pain and suffering.

Please don't let me start getting Sith-like tendencies or anything like that, he thought grimly.

But I was redeemed before I died in that time, I remember that. Perhaps I'll get lucky and none of the Sith habits will come through…

He felt a pang in his heart and his gut twisted. This wasn't going to be a good experience for him. He probably wouldn't get a good night's sleep from here on out. He didn't want to see what he'd done. He knew it had been horrible, that much he had understood. Twenty-three years' worth of memories as a Sith was not something he wanted.

Anakin slowly rested back into the bed, pulling Padme closer to him gently. He tenderly brushed the hair from her face, placing a soft kiss on her cheek before he rested his head back on the pillow, letting his eyes gradually droop close.

The Force was kind to him, and he didn't have another dream of memories that night.

The next morning, Luke moved slowly around the ship, trying to keep his shaking hands as steady as possible.

The visit he'd had from the other version of himself yesterday seemed to have opened a floodgate, and Luke had been plagued by memories of the other time last night. He shivered a little, trying to shake the dark memories away.

"He told me enough! He told me you killed him!"

"No, I am your father!"

"No…it's not true…That's impossible!"

"Father, help me, please!"

"Now young Skywalker…you will die."

"Father...I won't leave you!"

Luke shook his head as if it would send the sorrowful memories away, trying to focus on the controls of the ship he was preparing. His father was outside with Leia and their mother, trying to reassure their mother and sooth a frazzled Leia, who had also had a floodgate of memories come to her the night before. Luckily for Anakin, Han was out there as well.

Unable to find anything else for him to do, Luke sighed and slowly made his way out of the ship. He'd composed himself the best that he could for now. Maybe on the ship Luke and his father would be able to find the time to talk about everything that he had seen.

As Luke walked down the ramp he was met with a peculiar sight.

Han was sitting on the couch, looking utterly confused and even angry it seemed. Leia sat next to him, trying to keep him calm it seemed. Their parents stood in front, though it seemed their father was doing most of the talking.

"It's only temporary right now if I'm right, everything will go back to normal, I promise," Luke's father was saying calmly.

Han seemed to sputter over his words for a few moments, which was extremely uncharacteristic for him. "You're right it better be temporary! The last thing I want is to be stuck in some, some alternate dimension where everything's turned around!"

Luke frowned as he took up a spot next to his father. "What's going on here?"

His father gave a partially bitter chuckle. "Luke, this would be the other Han it seems."

Han scowled at Anakin referring to him as the other Han, and Luke's eyebrows shot upwards. "Oh, really?" A thought occurred to him and he shifted uncomfortably. "You don't think this is going to be happening to everyone, do you Father?"

Anakin shook his head. "I have no idea Luke. I'm just as lost about this as you are."

"Well at least there's some familiar faces here," Han grumbled.

Luke sighed. "When did he show up?"

"Oh, a few minutes ago," Padme said, handing Han a glass of water. He took it and mumbled out a thanks.

Luke sighed. "I guess this means it's going to be a little longer before we go. I can power down the ship if you want me to."

Anakin shook his head. "No, that won't be necessary Luke. We're still leaving. I'm sure your mother and sister are perfectly capable of taking care of him. We still have to pick up Galen ourselves for this mission, remember?"

Luke nodded. "Alright fine."

"Where are you two going?" Han asked.

"Korriban," Luke said automatically.

"Korriban? Now why would you want to go to Korriban?" Han asked in an incredulous tone.

Luke smiled a little. "THere's something the Jedi Council want us to do there, we'll be fine don't worry."

Han groaned and leaned his head back against the couch. "I think I have a headache."

"Don't worry Han, you'll be fine," Leia said gently.

Han simply snorted in reply.

Anakin glanced back at the ship. "We should get going."

"Already?" Padme asked in exasperation.

Anakin chuckled a little, wrapping her up in a tight hug. "We'll be fine Padme, I promise. Nothing bad is going to happen to us, I'll make sure of it."

"I've heard that one before."

Anakin chuckled and kissed her softly. "I'm not going to let anything happen to the Padme. I won't let anything happen to any of you."

Leia stood up, standing in front of Luke. They both turned their attention away from their parents, letting them have their own private goodbyes. "Don't do anything stupid, alright Luke? There's too much going on for you to get hurt. We need you here…" Leia said softly, her voice trailing off.

Luke gave her a small smile. "I'll be careful Leia, alright?"

Leia shook her head. "We've all felt it at least once. Something really bad is there on Korriban…"

Luke nodded. "Which is why I'm going to be careful. We'll all come back just fine, you'll see Leia."

She sighed and gave him a tight hug. "You better."

Luke felt his father's hand on his shoulder and gently pulled away from Leia, making his way over to his mother.

"Oh...you better be careful. Make sure your father doesn't do anything stupid," his mother said with a teary eyes smile, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, I heard that!" Anakin chuckled.

"Mom, I'll be fine, don't worry," Luke laughed.

"You know I can't help but worry sometimes Luke," she said gently.

Leia wrapped her father into a tight hug. "I love you Father…" she said tenderly.

Anakin stroked her hair gently, kissing her on the top of the head. "I love you too sweetheart. We'll be back soon, don't worry."

Gently they pulled apart and Anakin gestured towards Luke. "Come on, we need to get going." he turned to Han. "I hope everything gets sorted out soon," he said sympathetically.

"I do too," Han grumbled.

Anakin chuckled before he turned his attention to the two girls. "We'll be back, I promise," he stressed each word, smiling a little as he spoke.

"Be safe!" Padme called after them as the ramp closed behind them. It sounded very final to Luke.

His father sighed, taking his spot at the pilot's seat. Luke took the co-pilot's seat, watching him in silence for a few moments. "Father…" he said quietly once Anakin had taken off and was in-bound to Galen's. His father inclined his head to show that he was listening and Luke sighed. "I got…more memories last night."

Anakin nodded. "Do you want to talk about them?"

Luke looked away for a moment, not quite sure if he really did. He found himself speaking anyway. "I've had a few dreams about…Vader."

The mood in the cabin shifted and Luke knew that he had his father's full attention. "You know Luke…when the other you was here, I saw some of the things that happened to him…mostly what…Vader…was involved in. I might have seen some of it."

Luke felt relief seep through him. He wasn't the only one that had seen these terrible things. It definitely brought him comfort knowing he could openly talk to his father about the things he'd seen. "I saw…two fights between me and Vader. One where I lost my hand..." without even truly thinking about it, Luke rubbed the hand that had been cut off in the vision. "And another were Vader died saving me from another Sith…the Emperor I believe…"

His father was very quiet for a few moments, processing what Luke had told him. "I saw both of those too…"

Luke nodded and he sat back, not quite sure what else he wanted to say. His father put a hand on his shoulder for a moment, squeezing it in reassurance. "It's in the past in another time. We're together as a family now; I never fell and I never will."

Luke nodded. "Of course Father, I know you won't."

Anakin sighed, slowly bringing the ship to a stop in front of the Marek house. "Go on and get Galen, I'll wait here."

Luke sighed and got out of the seat, making his way down the ramp even as it was still opening.

Galen was alone on his landing pad, waiting for them for who knew how long. He tended to be very prompt, never missing a deadline. Galen took his hands off of his duel lightsabers as he approached Luke.

"It's about time you two showed up," he scoffed. Luke rolled his eyes.

"We were held up. Besides, you're always early, so I don't want to hear it."

Galen snickered but walked up the ramp. "Well come on Padawan."

Luke scowled. "Hey, I'm about to be knighted!"

"Yes, but you haven't been knighted yet, so I'm going to draw that out as much as I can."

Luke rolled his eyes once again and followed him back into the ship. "Yeah, yeah, yeah…"

Luke's father glanced back at them as the two walked in. Anakin grinned at Galen while Luke re-took his spot at the co-pilot's seat. "Well hello Starkiller, ready for another mission?"

Galen shifted uncomfortably. "Could we not use that nickname anymore?"

Both Anakin and Luke frowned, though a look of understanding fell across Anakin's face within moments. "You've been having more dreams?"

Galen nodded, leaning against the wall beside him. "Yeah. And hearing myself called Starkiller by a Sith, knowing that it was a Sith name for me…" he shook his head. "Let's just stick with Galen please?"

Anakin nodded. "Of course Galen," he said quietly. The all settled back as Anakin pulled away from Galen's place, headed out of the atmosphere.

"So, Korriban…I don't believe I've ever been there," Galen said after a few moments of silence.

"Lucky for you. It's not a pleasant place. The dark side is everywhere, it's cold and dry, and the life forms…don't let looks deceive you. There're many dangerous creatures on Korriban," Anakin said grimly.

"Like?" Luke asked curiously.

"The Tuk'ata, or a Sith hound, huge with dark skin, glowing red eyes, three rows of teeth, six inch claws, three horns, wing-like extensions with poison stingers, can speak the Sith language, and they can move on four legs or two. The Jedi have only managed to tame two…ever. That's not even the worst there is. There's the Hssiss, long lizard-like creature that can influence Force Sensitives, turn itself invisible, and its bite has Sith poison, which will gradually corrupt the infected to the dark side. Green scales, a meter long tale, spikes down its back, dozens of teeth, and long claws. Then of course there's the Terentateks…the Jedi Killers…" Anakin slowly trailed off, lost in thought.

Luke had paled, though he still asked the question both him and Galen were wondering. "What's a Terentatek?"

His father sighed, shaking his head a little as his voice dropped to a bare whisper for a few moments. "Something I hope we don't run into while we're here," he murmured. He cleared his throat and continued before either of them could ask him to elaborate.

"The Terentatek…feed off the blood of Force Sensatives. Their claws and tusks are poisonous…they have spines all the way down their back…four long claws to a hand…they resemble rancors. They're practically immune to the effects of the Force because of their thick hide…rows of teeth…I personally hope that we don't run into any of them…"

There were several beats of silence in the ship.

"Well, happy vacationing everyone," Galen said sarcastically.

"Well, we are on a mission…I'd hardly call that a vacation," Luke snickered.

Anakin rolled his eyes. "Moral of the lecture, be extremely cautious while we are on the planet, alright?"

"Of course. Do you think I want to get ate by a Terentatek or Tuk'ata?" Galen said.

"No, I thought it was the Hssiss you were hoping for," Luke teased.

Galen shot Luke a look and Anakin rolled his eyes. "I can tell being on this planet with you two is going to be like babysitting a bunch of younglings…"

"Well Luke is still a Padawan," Galen said smoothly.

"About. To be. Knighted," Luke said firmly. Galen simply snickered but gradually sobered.

"Don't worry Anakin, we'll be careful. Well, I will anyways," he said.

"I will too. Mother will have my head if I'm not careful," Luke said.

"She'll have mine too if you get hurt," Anakin said in a matter-of-fact voice. Luke laughed.

Once the ship was cruising along at light speed, Anakin turned to face Galen. "So, I believe I still need to give you that explanation about what's going on like I promised..."

(Original Timeline)

"Luke, he's been out for several hours now, you can't say it's nothing," Leia said, her voice strained.

Her brother sighed, watching Han closely for several moments. Her fiancé had been unconscious for so long now that Leia was a nervous wreck. Luke constantly telling her to calm down didn't help either. She sat by the bed that they had put Han on after he'd suddenly passed out, holding his hand in hers.

"Leia, have you even considered the possibility that he's simply visiting the other timeline, like we did?" Luke said quietly.

Leia gave a sigh of exasperation. "Luke, we haven't even told him that yet! If he did—"

"Then I'm sure our other selves and our parents will take care of him. I filled Father in on what's happening, so I'm sure they'll all be able to handle a confused Han."

Leia scowled at the mention of their Father. She still had her feelings of animosity towards Vader, and she was loath to let those feelings go any time soon. She didn't know what she would do if she ever did let go of her grudge towards him.

He's not who you think he is…

Leia's mother's words floated back to her, and she had to make a conscious effort not to bite her lip. Padme's words had not left her since Leia had come back to her own time. Somehow, her mother had picked up on her hateful feelings towards Anakin, and they had ended up talking about that subject more than she was used to. Padme had gotten her to open up about things that she usually kept to herself, such as what had happened on the Death Star. She'd told her mother everything, and afterwards had felt as if a vast weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. Padme's last words on the subject, however, had shaken her firm resolve…even if she was loath to admit it.

"Leia…"

Luke's tone of voice snapped Leia out of her contemplative state, and she focused on Han. The air around them seemed to hum and rush about, growing louder and faster until finally everything was still and silent again.

Han groaned and his eyes flickered open.

"Oh Han, you're all right! We were so worried about you," Leia said, kissing him repeatedly.

"You were worried Princess? What about me?" Han murmured, though she could tell that he was smiling. "I just met your parents…and the other yous. You and your mother did your best to explain things to me after Luke and your old man left for Korriban on some mission."

Leia looked away for a moment, composing herself again, and Luke grimaced. "They've already left for Korriban? That was fast…"

Han glanced at Luke, then at Leia. "Don't tell me you two took a trip there too and decided not to tell me!" he said in an exasperated voice.

Luke rolled his eyes. "We didn't decide not to tell you Han, we were going to tell you. Right before you got swept away in fact."

Han shook his head. "It was so confusing. Having my memories and the memories of another me…my head's still pounding…"

Luke gave him a sympathetic smile. "Yes, it's definitely overwhelming."

"Other than the headache, are you alright?" Leia asked Han, peering at him in obvious concern.

"Yeah, I'll be fine Princess. I just need to process everything that just happened."

Leia sighed. "Of course, I'll let you rest," she said standing up. She gave him a gentle smile and turned to leave the room, her mind sorting through all the different things that she wanted to do while she had the chance.

Luke followed her out the door. "Leia—"

"Don't even try Luke; I don't want to talk about him right now."

She felt her brother's firm hand on her arm, and could see that this time Luke was going to say what was on his mind before she could run away.

"Leia, I know you have every reason to hate Vader, but you don't have the right to cause Anakin the pain that you did when we went to the other time. Please Leia, it hurts him to know you hate him for something he didn't do, that in our time as Vader he hurt you, but it was not him."

Leia yanked her arm free of Luke, scowling darkly. "You have no right to tell me what I can and can't feel. And you know what? I'm glad that it hurt him to find out. It serves him right for what he did to me, though in my opinion it wasn't enough. You might be able to forget everything he's done Luke, but I haven't."

Unwilling to hear any more from him, she turned on her heel and stormed away, leaving him behind in the hall.

Even after she left the tension and anger in the corridor could be felt, and not all of it was from Leia.

By the way guys, I do have another story I wrote on my own that I've been working on as well. I update it usually late at night so not many people have seen it, and I was hoping you guys would check it out :D It's "Dawn of a New Life" Please please check it out, it's worthwhile, I promise!
(Sorry, I just had to throw in that bit of self-promotion, guilty as charged...)