Anakin stands tall, rage coursing through his veins, menacingly pointing his cobalt blade towards Sidious, "YOU'RE GOING TO DIE FOR THAT!" He yells, pacing back and forth as Evelyn stands behind him, a pillar of unwavering support, her orange blade at the ready.
Sidious snarls before the two avatars of the force, light and dark, raise up a bundle of senate pods, launching them at each other, ultimately missing the intended targets.
Evelyn charges Sidious while Anakin flips over Sidious, standing on the edge of the pod, twirling his blade with ease, blocking every strike sent his way, leaning into the Force and defense more and more before being blasted by lightning.
Sidious smiles, seeing Anakin severely backpedal to evade the maneuvers coming his way. Anakin sees this smile and finally realizes what it's going to take to defeat the Sith.
Sidious keeps pushing more and more towards his failed prospect, not noticing Anakin's growing smirk. He sees an opening and swipes at Anakin's neck, but Anakin just drops straight below the saber to another senate pod.
Palpatine leaps down after him, and Anakin's calculated advantage allows him to unleash a powerful roundhouse kick, connecting directly with Palpatine's already-damaged jaw.
Anakin becomes a blur, ducking, rolling, and spinning, slicing Sidious' robes and his hilt in half, destroying the blade before he's caught off guard as Sidious pulls out another blade instantly, but before he can cut through a shocked Anakin, his blade is halted by Evelyn's orange saber before she throws him with the force, buying Anakin a moment of time to catch his breath.
The two of them thought that their bond was enough to get them through this, but they severely underestimated Palpatine's manipulation of the dark side of the force.
Palpatine leaps towards the two Jedi as they break the attack, following up in an impressive maneuver, the two Jedi keeping Palpatine on his heels for a while before he gets tired of these games.
He kicks Evelyn back as he ferociously attacks Anakin. His strikes were ferocious and calculated, and as Evelyn rejoined the fight, she struggled to regain her footing.
Her once fluid and graceful movements were now strained as she desperately tried to fight off Sidious's relentless fury. Despite her resilience, a moment of distraction cost her as Palpatine's blade found its mark, cutting upwards on her arm before slashing across her back, and severing her left arm at the shoulder.
She staggered back, a cry of pain escaping her lips. Fortunately, the back wound wasn't too deep, but the downside now is that she doesn't have an arm.
With a newfound aggression, Anakin strikes at the Sith Lord. Each swing of his lightsaber being a declaration of his determination to protect Evelyn at all costs by keeping her out of this fight from this point on.
Though, while powerful, Anakin's aggression costs him as Palpatine finds an opening, slicing through Anakin's right forearm.
Anakin gets pushed back, not having time to mourn his fallen limb, pulling Obi-Wan's blade to him, igniting it, using form three to hold off the raging Sith Lord, letting the Force flow through him, fighting with one hand before his sword is knocked out of his hand as he looks helplessly the depths of the senate chambers.
Anakin hears the cold cackle of the hooded figure, "Now, Skywalker, you will die!" A frenzy of purple lightning is thrown at Anakin.
Drawing upon his newfound mastery of tutaminis, Anakin absorbs the lightning with his flesh hand, sending it back at the dark figure with immense force, but it just disintegrates as Palpatine continues his onslaught.
Evelyn sees Anakin close his eyes, slowly crumbling to the ground, raising his hand as the hooded figure starts to press their lightning attacks even harder, "Unlimited power!" The figure yells triumphantly.
Anakin hears Evelyn's voice, a distant but powerful call within the Force. And with her as his anchor, he taps even deeper into his well of strength as he stands up, walking towards the Sith lord.
Sidious desperately sends a wave of lightning towards Anakin, catching him off guard as he's caught by the relentless lightning, faltering by just a touch.
In a remarkable feature of his power, Anakin's eyes light up with a radiant white energy, as Evelyn begins to recover from the wound she was dealt.
Sidious's expression shifts from triumph to terror as he looks at Anakin's eyes, radiating a force of their own as the energy begins to envelop Anakin entirely as he releases a roar of power, shaking the chambers, causing pods to fall down from their idle placements. Anakin charges Sidious with a newfound strength. With every blow, every strike, he tears through the Sith Lord's defenses.
Anakin uses his hilt to slam against Sidious' jaw yeet again, and he sees his opening as the Sith staggers back...
Left arm severed, then the right. Both legs hacked away. And finally, in a crescendo of grace and determination, Anakin delivers the coup de grâce- a swift decapitation of the Sith Lord.
A haunting silence settles in the room, broken only by the hum of lightsabers. Anakin gazes down at the remnants of the Sith Lord, a mix of satisfaction and weariness etched on his face. However, his thirst for closure is not yet satisfied.
With a mixture of disdain and defiance, he spits on the jumble of dismembered limbs before unceremoniously punting Palpatine's severed head away from the scene.
Anakin's breath is heavy, the weight of his choices and actions hanging in the air like a dark cloud. He takes a moment to collect himself, his mind still reeling from the magnitude of what he's just done. As the reality of his victory sinks in, his thoughts shift to another pressing concern.
The only thing that matters at this moment.
Anakin jumps down, "Obi-Wan," Anakin cries out, racing to his best friend, the man who raised him. He drops to his knees, right next to Kenobi's fragile form, "Obi-Wan," Anakin sobs out, his eyes filled with tears, his heart breaking with every shallow breath that escapes the dying Jedi's lips.
"Anakin," Obi-Wan mutters, his voice weak and frail, barely audible, "I'm... so proud of you," he says, barely getting the words out, his words a final testament of his unwavering belief in Anakin Skywalker.
Anakin holds Obi-Wan close, his body trembling as he tries to stop the inevitable.
"You're gonna be okay," Anakin says through tears, the realization of one of the texts he found in the Jedi Archives - a healing technique that seemed like a thing of legend.
Anakin gets a hold of his bearings before placing a shaky, but calm hand over Obi-Wan's wound, closing his eyes, letting the Force flow through his body, one last time, ready to give his life to the man who raised him, to the man who sacrificed so much for him.
But as he channels the Force, he comes to a terrible realization - there's not going to be a happy ending this time.
"It won't work," Anakin's voice quivers with heartbreak as Evelyn slowly approaches even with the loss of her arm, "Why won't you work?" He pleads, sobbing through his words, trying to save him, "Please," Anakin sobs.
Obi-Wan places his hand, weak and frail, on Anakin's wrist, a bittersweet gesture. One of farewell and understanding. His eyes were dim, but still full of the wisdom and peace that Anakin grew to adore with all of his heart.
The two finally meet each other's gazes. With a slow, mournful shake of his head, Obi-Wan conveys the painful truth that acceptance is the only path left, "Remember what I told you?"
Anakin nods, "Dying is the easy part," he echos, remembering the lesson that he was taught a decade ago.
Obi-Wan smiles one final time at his student, his friend, his brother, "Keep going, Anakin... keep living," he continues, his breathing becoming shallow, "And don't you ever let her go."
Anakin grabs a hold of Obi-Wan's hand, trying to stay strong for his Master in his final moments, nodding furiously, the reality of this impending loss becoming more and more undeniable. He watches as the Obi-Wan's eyes slowly flutter shut, taking his last breath.
"Trust in the Force... always."
With those final words, Obi-Wan goes limp in Anakin's arms, the presence that was always in Anakin's mind slipping away by the second before it's extinguished like a flickering flame.
The body of Obi-Wan Kenobi vanishes in his brother's arms, responding to the call of his former master, answering to serve a higher purpose in the galaxy.
Anakin, knowing what has just happened, clutches Obi-Wan's robes to his chest, cradling them as if his life depended on it.
And amid the depths of Anakin's grief, he feels Evelyn. Her presence became a comforting anchor. She finally decides to step in after allowing Anakin his final moments with his brother, instantly wrapping him in her arms, and whispering comforts to him.
Anakin desperately clings to her, his cries muffled against her chest as his sorrow consumes him.
The chamber plunges into darkness, a symbolic reflection of Anakin's shattered world. The loss of Obi-Wan, a father figure and guide, is a blow that strikes at the very core of his being. And as the darkness envelops his eyes, Anakin's grief is a vortex of emotion that threatens to consume him whole.
Anakin is awoken by loud, pounding footsteps. His consciousness pulled from the depths of his grief, "Oh thank goodness," a voice calls out, "Master Jedi, they're over here!" A voice exclaims; it's tone familiar...
Padmé
He senses ten temple guards along with Gungi, Cin Dralig, and Master Yoda, clearly still recovering from his fall.
Anakin tries to get to his feet, determined to keep Evelyn protected at all costs, "Stay restful, Master Skywalker," Yoda says, not wanting Anakin to hurt himself any further. Yoda's eyes are drawn to the robes that Anakin has clutched to his chest - the remnants of his fallen brother. The weight of shared understanding passes through them, no words are needed.
Gungi runs over to Evelyn, crouched right by her side as she wakes up. His heartfelt relief breaks through the somber and mournful atmosphere. He wraps her in a bone-crushing hug, trying his hardest to not look at her gruesome injuries, a silent testament to the horrors they've just faced.
Gungi helps Evelyn to her feet as the group makes their way back to the temple, letting Cin Dralig and his guards do what they need to do before the Senate gathers - a duty that cannot be postponed.
Anakin tucks his stump of a right hand into his side, the painful reminder of what he's just endured. Padme's arms wrap around him, offering support that goes beyond words. Their eyes meet, a shared understanding, an unspoken connection woven by years of friendship and shared trials, the loss of Obi-Wan bound to haunt them for the rest of their lives.
As they walk back to the waiting gunship, the heaviness of their steps reflects the weight of their shared sorrow.
Amidst the tragedy, the spirit of hope persists. Yoda's words, resonating with wisdom, captured their collective sentiment in a simple phrase. And with these words, a vow is created. In the face of a Sith Lord's unraveled plan, the Jedi's strength persists, finding strength in unity, forging a new path for the Jedi from this moment forward...
"Reform, we must."