"What are you doing out here?"

Padmé bit her lip as she searched Anakin's eyes.

She searched but with every second she looked, he continued to feel farther and farther away.

"I was so worried about you," She cried out, gripping onto the sides of his arms. "Obi-wan told me terrible things."

Anakin's grip tightened as he replied firmly,

"What things?"

She was taken aback. He spoke so coldly. She had known he could sound cold, but this was different. He was not just cold but distant, growing ever farther away from the Anakin she knew.

"He said," She told him, tears streaming down her face. "You turned to the dark side. That you killed younglings."

She placed a shaky hand on her stomach. She prayed to find a glimpse of him still there, but a bright and fiery shade of yellow had consumed his once blue and loving eyes. She didn't know who he was.

His hands grew soft, releasing her bruising skin as he began to caress her. "Obi-wan is trying to turn you against me."

"He cares about us," She attempted to reason.

She wanted to grab him and shake him so violently that it shook him out of the terrible trance that the lies had put him in.

"Us?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Padmé stroked his right arm, nodding her head.

"He knows. He wants to help you."

Her whole body began to tremble as she pulled him in closer. Breathing him in. Something told her she wouldn't be able to anymore.

"Anakin, all I want is your love." She pleaded desperately.

"Love won't save you Padmé," He replied firmly. "Only my new powers can do that."

She was frozen, like she had just seen a ghost. His words pierced her chest and her vision impaired from the tears falling violently down from her eyes.

"At what cost? You're a good person, don't do this!"

"I won't lose you the way lost my mother. I am becoming more powerful than any jedi has ever dreamed of. And I'm doing it for you. To protect you."

Padmé drew in a deep breath, holding his face and begging, "Come away with me. Help me raise our child. Leave everything behind while we still can!"

"Don't you see? We don't have to run away anymore. I have brought peace to the republic! I am more powerful than the chancellor, I can overthrow him. " Joy filled his eyes. It reminded Padmé of the look she saw in his eyes after he won the Pod Racing tournament all those years ago. He was changed. It sickened her to think he believed what he was saying to be true. "And together you and I can rule the galaxy. Make things the way we want them to be!"

She took a shaky step backwards. It was all so overwhelming. He was pushing her away. This thing this idea had consumed Anakin Skywalker and she wasn't sure she would ever get to see him again.

"I don't believe what I'm hearing. Obi-wan was right! You've changed."

Anakin scoffed, jolting back. The infuriation in his eyes grew like a fire. It rose and flared within seconds.

"I don't wanna hear anymore about Obi-wan. The jedi turned against me. Don't you turn against me!"

The anger and hatred his her like a thousand knives. Like his words shattered glass and with each second another was plunged into her chest.

"I don't know you anymore! Anakin, you're breaking my heart," She sobbed. Her knees began to buckle as she sank to the floor. "You're going down a path I cannot follow."

"Because of Obi-wan," He replied swiftly. Her words had no effect on him.

"Because of what you've done! What you've planned to do! Stop! Stop now! Come back! I love you!"

"What I've done?!" He screams. "What I've done is to protect you! Are you not grateful?! I have given you everything, Padmé! Sacrificed everything for us. You will do as I say, for you are my wife!"

"I will not!" She cried back.

Anakin raised his hand, Padme's body rose with it. A pressure around her neck tightened like a rope. It blocked her from breathing as she tried her hardest to grasp for air.

"Yes," He shouted. "You will!"

And in an instant, everything went black.