Zevrel
4/18/2025
Summary; Anakin Skywalker dies in the arms of his son, and thinks that while this isn't how it
should have ended, it was what he deserved. The next thing he knows, he's on Geonosis just
before his fight with Dooku.
Anakin Skywalker closed his eyes and allowed himself to die. The last thing he heard was his son
whispering that he wouldn't leave him. 'I regret everything. If I could, I would stop it, all of it. I
would save them all. But this is what I deserve, to fade away.' He thought to himself, as he felt
the force drift him away. And then he found himself falling and rocketing through the force. When
he opened his eyes, he saw Obi-Wan and Padme. In the gunship. On Geonosis.
"What?" He muttered in absolute confusion. Obi-Wan shot him a look, and oh god, the man who
raised him, he couldn't help himself, he wrapped the sarcastic bastard in a hug, he felt Obi-Wan
return it.
"Anakin, what's wrong? Are you alright?" His master, brother, father asked. He couldn't speak; he
could only enjoy the moment, and then he pulled back. And then he saw her, and force it was over
for him. It took everything in him not to go to her right then. But there was something he could
do, he used the force to make sure she stayed in the ship, as he kept them steady until they finally
reached the hangar.
"Senator, clones stay with the ship. Obi Wan we have a Count to kill." With that, he marched over
to where the Count was attempting to escape, and when he saw him, he saw red. One moment he
was at Kenobi's side, the next his lightsaber was in his hand and was being blocked by the aged
Sith. He couldn't hear a word anyone was saying, but he could speak. With each word, he
hammered a crisp blow onto the older man.
"You tried to kill my father! Your men planned to rape my wife! You're going to die! And then
I'll destroy your compatriots!" Anakin's words were a snarl, his eyes were a blood red, his
lightsaber sliced off Dooku's right arm, then his left, and then his lightsaber was at his throat.
His mind then forcefully entered the Count's mind, and he ripped the information from him. And
he pushed all the rage he felt into his foe's head. He drew his arm back to deliver the killing
blow, but a hand found his arm, and a voice whispered into his ear.
"You can stop, he's beaten. Let it go." Anakin froze, and with a careful movement, he deactivated
his lightsaber, and then he turned around, and watched Obi-Wan's face go white with horror, and
sadness and confusion.
"Anakin, your eyes. What happened?" Obi-Wan's concern caused his eyes to tear up, he looked at
him, and then with effort he spoke.
"A lifetime has happened. Twenty-five years have passed for me, and in that time, I have done
terrible things, I have lost things that no man could ever understand. I have suffered things that
would drive even the sanest of men to madness." Anakin's voice is a quiet and weary thing, his
eyes blue again. Obi-Wan's expression stayed in the same horrified mask, while Anakin held his
gaze, eventually, Kenobi's expression changed to one of pity and sadness.
"Your eyes, they're older than even Yoda's, one day, you'll have to explain what happened. Am I
right in assuming that I'm the father you mentioned?" Obi-Wan's tone was soft, his hand stayed
on Anakin's arm, a grounding presence.
"You are correct, you raised me, have been there for everything, and eventually you train the
person who comforted me at my end. I'd appreciate it if we didn't discuss the matter of my
marital status until certain events have been prevented." Obi-Wan gave a slight smile at him,
before he pulled him into a hug, which he returned. For a moment, they stayed like that, and
Anakin felt something heal in his chest.
"I love you, dad," Anakin whispered. he heard Obi-Wan gasp, and then he spoke.
"I love you, too, son." And then it was time. He pulled back again and walked over to where
Padme had entered the room, and he gathered her into a hug, and he couldn't let go, couldn't look
at anything. All he had done fell away, the nightmare was over, but the mission wasn't.
"Angel, my Angel. Please forgive me." He whispered brokenly into her ear, his body shook, and
she rubbed his back. And he wept into her, and for a moment, nothing mattered but her.
"Ani, it's ok. Whatever it is, you're alright." Her words were a balm to his soul, and they healed
a part of him that had longed for her for twenty-three misery-filled years.
"Once I've killed the Separatist council, and killed the one pulling the strings, I will retire on
Naboo with you. Leave everything behind." Anakin whispered into her ear, and she sighed
fondly into his. At this moment, he knew that everything would be all right. Eventually, Yoda
entered the room, but he didn't care. He did pull back a bit from Padme, but only so he could
draw her into his side. He then walked them over to the Grand Master and Obi-Wan. She looked
at him in confusion, and he sent her a reassuring look.
"Master Yoda, father, there are things that the four of us need to discuss. Things you need to
know so that events do not happen as they did." Anakin began. The green old Jedi assessed him
curiously.
"What events speak of do you, young Skywalker?" Yoda asked, and Anakin sighed before he spoke.
"What I'm about to tell you is condensed and doesn't cover the entirety of it. Three years from
now, Chancellor Palpatine casts off his disguise, revealing himself as the Sith Lord and
mastermind Darth Sidious. He uses his position to orchestrate the eradication of the Jedi. In the
process, he becomes emperor of the galaxy and destroys countless lives, including mine. For
twenty-three years, I laid a trail of blood across the galaxy, mired in suffering. Today, we prevent
this from happening. I know where the Separatist council is; they are going to die, Palpatine is
going to die. When the dust settles, I'm turning in my saber and retiring." His words are careful,
his tone measured and controlled. The reactions are different for each one. Yoda nodded sadly,
Obi-Wan smiled reassuringly, and Padme squeezed his arm in comfort. Anakin had closed his
eyes so he couldn't see the look of shared compassion the three had for him. His heart healed just
a little at their support.
Timeskip one week Mygeeto
Anakin stalked through the halls of the Separatist and Corporate Alliance headquarters, his eyes
a flaming red. He cut through the droids and guards with ease, then the servants and anyone else
who was loyal to them. Along the way, he set fire to the halls, burning everything down in his
wake. Eventually, he came upon their meeting room. He blasted the doors off their hinges, and
then he descended on them. One by one, they all fell, until only Gunray remained. His left hand lit
up with black lightning, and his face changed into a snarl.
"M…mercy, please! I b…beg you." The pathetic Viceroy begged, the lightning blazed from his
hand and hit his target, which made him scream.
"You were going to rape my wife! I have killed my mercy, and now you will die, slowly."
Anakin growled, his eyes blazing with darkness, his skin covered in blood. It wasn't long before
the slime was dead. He spat on the corpse and then left, one last location left before it was over.
Palpatine's office
Chancellor Palpatine was sitting at his desk, fuming. All his plans thus far had gone up in smoke.
His apprentice, arrested by the Jedi, the Separatist council, and Grievous, dead. The clones had
been deprogrammed, his one chance at executing the Jedi with ease gone. Then the door blew
open and he saw him. Anakin Skywalker, his eyes blazing with red and yellow, his jaw dropped in
shock.
"What is this? You fell? Impossible!" Sidious demanded incredulously. The boy, no, the man
before him, stared at him, and then he approached with slow, predatory movements, like a Rancor
stalking its prey. His throat was suddenly choked by an invisible force, and he couldn't stop him.
His hands clenched and unclenched uselessly, and then his head was separated from his
shoulders, and it was done. His last thoughts were, 'This cannot be, I was supposed to win.'
Timeskip one hour later Jedi temple
Anakin walked over to Yoda in the council chambers, unclipped his lightsaber, and gave it to him.
He then turned and walked away, his destination, Padme's residence at 500 Republica. It didn't
take long for him to enter their home, and he collapsed into her arms, and allowed himself to
finally break down. All twenty-three years of pain were wept into her. She whispered soothing
words into his ears, and he could only cry harder.
"I love you, I love you, I love you." He whispered into her ear, a mantra of his soul. She just kept
rubbing his back soothingly. 'The nightmare is over.' He thought to himself. They married on
Naboo, and Anakin at last found peace.
"Your home now, Ani. It's all over now, just rest." Padme whispered to him in their bed on
Naboo, and so he did.