{ a/n : hey all! I just wanted to say that thank you for all of your support it means the world! Also, I've been asked this and the way you pronounce Ayzel's name is 'Eye-zul', so hope that clears it up! Hope you enjoy this one <3 }

{Y/N'S POV}

Ayzel has been gone for at least an hour now, and the longer time passes, the more I convince myself that my own brother is going to come back to kill me. How could this happen? Part of me although I love her more than anything, blames my mother. Ayzel was the first born, the rightful heir to the Solaris crown... and yet she passed it on to me after he made one measly mistake. Maybe Ayzel was right; maybe she did favour me over him.

No, mother didn't have favourites; she loved us equally.

Did she though?

I sigh and stare at the wall, shivering from the cold within the cell. My wrists ached, the handcuffs rubbing them raw from before when I lost it after finding out what Ayzel did to my mother. I still can't believe that he murdered our own mother.

I can.

I need to get out of here, otherwise I'm going to go crazy talking to the voice in my head before Ayzel can even come back to kill me. I look around at my surroundings, studying the cell door to see if I could somehow open it. It was a standard prison cell door, but it was metal rather than electronic, meaning you either needed a key or a rather large amount of force to open it. At least now I know that I don't have to override any security systems as from various experiences I've come to realise I'm not very tech savvy in the slightest.

I try to move my arms, but the tiniest movement caused a great deal of pain to my wrists, making me gasp in agony. I try to take deep breaths as I tried again, going to haul myself up using my legs, but as soon as I felt the metal rub against my skin, it felt as though I was on fire. Falling back on the stone wall whilst rattling the chains, I close my eyes in frustration and feel tears stream down my cheeks in pain and defeat.

That was when I heard it.

(y/n)? (y/n) is that you?

Was that?... It couldn't be. If so, how the hell am I hearing his voice in my head?! I swear I am going crazy with all these different voices having conversations in my mind. After I heard nothing again, I decided that I was officially insane.

But then it happened again.

(y/n)?

Surely this isn't a coincidence... How do I even reply? Think it and it'll reach him? The strange thing was however, was when I heard him in my head, I felt a sort of presence in my body. It was practically indescribable, but I know I could feel something. I tried to concentrate and then after a while, I heard my own voice within my head.

Y/N: Anakin?

I sat there on the floor with my eyes closed, maintaining my concentration for another two minutes or so but I never heard any form of reply, and it felt as though the connection had been almost severed. Well that settles it; I'm officially crazy. Although I felt the presence leave me, I kept my eyes firmly closed to rest them, hoping, praying for some peace. As I tried to rest, my mind finally at ease, I felt the presence rush through me again, almost as if it was coursing the very veins in my body.

Ahsoka: (y/n)? (y/n) it's me!

Y/N: Ahsoka? Ahsoka oh my god!

Now I'm hearing Ahsoka's voice? We might as well invite Obi-Wan to join the party whilst we're at it. I guess my mind isn't so 'private' anymore. Surely this all means something... but what exactly? My mind can barely function right now, how am I supposed to figure this out?

I need to keep concentrating, maybe I can call to Anakin again.

Y/N: Anakin?

A: Thank the force you're alive, my Princess. Where are you? Me and Ahsoka are coming for you.

Y/N: I don't know. I'm in a cell of some sort, but I don't think I've left the planet. It's really dark, and I can see masses of trees outside. If I am still on Solaris, try the abandoned temple in the forest. I used to come there as a child with my brother, and I have a strong feeling it might be the place.

A: I'm coming for you, (y/n). Stay. Alive.

My eyes shoot open as I feel the presence leave me once more. My head was spinning slightly and I felt drained, as if communicating with Anakin had lowered my strength a little. With my chest heaving and my heart hammering inside my chest, I desperately search for a way out of the cell and more specifically, these torturous handcuffs. A curl of my wild hair falls in front of my eyes and I blow at it in frustration.

My hair.

I suddenly spring to life in realisation as I remember how Raya had placed a hair pin in my curls to keep my crown in tact an hour before my coronation. Blowing air in and out of my mouth, I prepare for the excruciating pain I was about to experience as I tried to move my hands towards the top of my head, grabbing at my hair desperately. Feeling the searing pain on my wrists brought tears to my eyes, but I pushed past it, trying to ignore the pain as grunts and gasps escaped my mouth in suffering. I plunged my hand in my hair, almost losing hope in finding the pin embedded within my curls. The pain was becoming almost unbearable, but then as I feel a metal slide and grab it, an instant wave of relief washes over me.

I hold the pin in front of my eyes, smiling crazily at the little metal piece. Careful not to drop it, I grasp it in my hand and start jingling it in the lock frantically. I sit there nearly driving myself crazy, almost desperate to hear that little click.

"Come on you stupid lock, OPEN GODDAMNIT," I yell in a hushed voice at the lock, becoming angrier by the minute.

I continue to move it around, hoping to stimulate at least something to trigger the lock to open. I wanted to give up so badly, but my heart stopped as soon as I heard a faint click and the handcuffs released my hands. I stare blankly at my wrists in front of me, blinking at the bloody mess they had become. I take my finger and lightly press on the raw wound, which obviously proved to be a rather stupid idea. I squeeze my eyes shut as that familiar searing pain shoots through me, feeling my wrist throb under my own touch.

You're never getting out of here alive.

"Yes-yes I am," I gasp weakly, trying to haul myself from the floor. I stand up and lean my body on the wall in an attempt to regain my balance. It felt as though I had completely forgotten the basics of walking, a skill my mother had taught me when I was but a youngling. Grasping the hair pin in my dirty fingers, I stagger over to the cell door, grabbing onto the metal bars for support.

I'm so close.

I try to reach my hand through the gap in the bar so I could try and pick the door lock, but as my hand passed through, the cold metal bars pressed against my raw wrists, making me open my hand in response from the pain. My eyes widened as I watched the hair pin fall from my hands and onto the floor, bouncing away from the cell as it hit the ground.

"No... NO, NO, NO," I yell at myself, my vision becoming blurry as I felt tears roll down my cheeks.

You're never getting out of here alive.

I grasp my hands on the bars and press my forehead on the cell door in despair and anguish. At this point, death seemed almost inviting to me.

You deserve this. You deserve to die.

How do I deserve this?  I haven't done anything wrong!

You made Ayzel this way.

Stop! I could never even imagine hurting him; he's my brother-

Imagine the danger you're putting Ahsoka in. Ayzel will kill her on sight and with no remorse.

Ahsoka-

You've already put Anakin through so much, and now he's going to die trying to save you-

"NO!" I scream out loud, not caring about who could hear me. I could feel my anger flow through me like a river, coursing my veins, filling me with the darkest, most indescribable hate. I gripped onto the bars with all the power I had, my knuckles practically going white from the pressure. I seethe with fury and rage and as my chest heaves up and down and I begin to feel that very same presence from earlier suddenly hit me, rushing through my body like it was a form of adrenaline. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I thought of Anakin and Ahsoka being murdered upon their arrival by Ayzel to save me.

I saw Ahsoka lying limply on the ground, her lightsaber gripped in her hand beside her.

I saw Ayzel stood facing Anakin, holding a blaster to his head. He smiles and takes the shot, Anakin falling to the floor with his blood pooling around him on the floor.

Anakin.

I let out another scream, one much like the one when I thought my mother and brother were dead, and felt every emotion you could think of flow through me, overwhelming me. I squeezed my eyes shut as I recalled the feelings I had when I had almost desired to kill the assassin that day in the library. My body shakes from all the emotions as I felt almost a shock of electricity shoot through me.

Now panting heavily with sweat dripping from my forehead, I open my eyes and notice that the cell door was no longer in front of me, but instead broken on the floor. I step back in shock as I stared at the shattered metal at my feet.

Did I- Did I do this?!

I step outside of the cell, my bare feet treading on the stone before me. With no hesitation, I begin walking; I need to get out of here before Ayzel finds Anakin and Ahsoka. I start to run after getting used to my legs working once more, almost losing sense of my surroundings. In my desperation of escaping, I trip over something large on the floor and collapse in front of it, my legs still rested on the obstruction. As I pull myself up off the floor, I look down and bring my hands to my mouth as I realised it was actually Moxie's dead body, just discarded carelessly on the floor.

He betrayed you.

He did betray me.

Sneering at him, I bent down and ripped his blaster from his belt, peering down at his helmet. I laughed at him, amused by how the tables had turned. As the hate flowed through me once more like just then in the cell, I peered at my reflection in Moxie's helmet. Something was wrong, but it was something that I had seen before.

In the helmet, I see the reflection of my eyes, which had turned from my normal (y/e/c) to a vibrant shade of amber.

{FLASHBACK}

"This is completely hypothetical of course, but what would it mean if a person's eye colour changed from their regular colour to I don't know... an amber or yellow colour?"

Anakin stopped in his tracks and faced me, I looked to the ground. This isn't something I wanted to face him on.

"Well this is only what Obi-Wan told me, so I may not have the full answer. But what I do know is that if someone's eye colour changed to a yellow or amber colour, it would probably be associated with the dark side of the force, and more specifically the Sith. I'm assuming you have to be force sensitive for this to happen, so I'm not sure it could happen to just anyone," Anakin told me. "Why?"

{FLASHBACK ENDS}

The dark side? But how can this happen to me... I'm not force sensitive?

I tear my eyes from my reflection in the helmet as looking at the yellow alone was sending shivers through my body. I grasp the blaster in my hands and take one last hateful look at Moxie before continuing to run though this maze of a place. As I reached a large room, I felt a sense of familiarity as I stepped into it.

I wandered into the middle of the room and close my eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to remember.

{SONG ALERT: HANDS BY ORKID}

I stare up at the ceiling; I've been here before... I examine the floral mosaic displayed on the roof, my eyes trailing across each of the vines, feeling as though I was close to something I had lost. I followed one of the vines until I met the wall below it. I slowly walked over to it, my ragged green gown trailing behind me in limp tails on the eroded marble floor. I touched the wall gently with my fingers, smoothing my touch over the stone. They moved across the wall until they felt a ridge carved in the wall. I stopped and bent down to examine it.

This was an engraving I was all too familiar with.

Ayzel + (y/n)

{FLASHBACK - YOU = 16, AYZEL = 23}

It was late and I knew I shouldn't be here, but I knew he would be, and I knew he needed me. I understood him, I was the only one who listened when he felt alone. And now.. he was more alone than ever. I walked into the ballroom of the old abandoned Temple and I saw my big brother sat slumped against the wall, his head in his hands.

I traipsed across the ballroom and slid down the wall next to him, resting my head on his shoulder.

I took a deep breath and took Ayzel's hand in mine, "Ayzel, do you want to talk about it?"

Ayzel takes his head from his hands and turns to look me in the eyes, his brown ones now red from the tears he had obviously shed before I had arrived. It broke my heart to see him this way; I couldn't bear it. I relied and depended on Ayzel. He was my rock, and now to see him so vulnerable hurt me in a way I didn't think possible.

"How do you do it, (y/n)?" he whispers in a broken voice.

"Do what?" I whisper back confused.

"Be so perfect ALL of the time. You never seem to slip up, people are never disappointed you. Mother loves you-" Ayzel says, his voice breaking off at the end as he chokes up with tears rolling down his cheeks. My heart aches as my fingers wipes his tears, allowing him to rest his head upon my shoulders.

"I-I'm not perfect. And Mother... well I know she doesn't show it, but she loves you Ayzel, more than you know."

"Are you... are you disappointed in me?" I hear him whisper, his body shaking from his pain.

I pull myself away and shuffle over on the floor so I am facing him directly. I reach for his hand and squeeze it.

"You're everything to me, brother. You could never disappoint me. Never."

He gives me a broken smile, but I know that he is faking it to be strong for me, which honestly just hurt ten times more.

"Don't ever leave me, Starlight."

"I would never. And to prove it..." I say to Ayzel, pulling myself off the floor and producing a small knife from my boot and holding it to the wall. Smiling, I hold Ayzel's hand in mine and I move our hands so we carve our names into the wall together. We step back and admire our names in the wall, "Our bond is forever set in the stone."

Ayzel brings me into a hug and I hear his breath settle down as I hold my broken brother in my arms. It hurt, but sometimes I knew I was the one who had to be strong for the both of us. When Ayzel ever wiped my tears, I would be there to do the same in a heartbeat.

He was my brother.

{FLASHBACK ENDS}

I fall to my knees as I stare at the faded engraving in the wall. That was three years ago now. I slumped my back against the wall and allowed myself to fall apart, to grieve the loss I have suffered, the bond that has been severed. The bond which I cherished most in the world.

He's gone.

I bring my knees to my head and let out a few silent sobs, making what was left of my skirt sodden with the tears. I felt just as Ayzel did all those years ago, completely and utterly alone. Deep down I knew that even though my brother was alive, he might as well be dead. The Ayzel I knew, my Ayzel, was gone.

{SONG ENDS}

As I sit there crying on the floor under the engraving, I hear heavy footsteps which sounded to me as though the person they belonged to, was running. I feel a presence enter the room, but I didn't care to look up.

"(y/n)? (y/n)!" I hear a familiar voice yell to me, and my head moves up from my knees. I haul myself from the floor as I come face to face with the voice. My heartrate elevates and I feel my chest tighten as I try to regain my breath. A smile grows on my face and tears begin to well in my eyes as I examine their beautiful blonde-brown curls and their gorgeous ocean blue eyes, a face I had grown to love and miss dearly.

Anakin.

No words escape my open mouth and I suddenly find my legs sprinting towards him. A few tears fall down my cheek as I jump into his arms and he holds me close, spinning me around in a circle. I bury my face on his chest as he holds me securely in his arms, squeezing me as though he didn't wish to let me go.

And to be honest, neither did I.

I look up into his watery eyes and he presses his forehead upon mine, and I bring my hand up to caress his cheek gently. I had missed him so much, I didn't know how much I longed for him until I thought he was really gone for good.

"Anakin," I whispered, and a smile grows on his face as he lets out a small relieved chuckle.

"Yes... thank the force you're safe, my Princess. I really thought I lost you this time. I-" Anakin rambled frantically, making me giggle a little. I cup his face in my hands and I smile warmly at his handsome face.

"Where's Ahsoka?"

"Waiting outside... now come on, we need to get out of here now," Anakin says grabbing my hand and dragging me over to the entrance of the room. I follow him gladly, but we stop in our tracks as we come face to face with someone I dreaded to see again, looming in the doorway, blaster in hand.

"Going somewhere?" Ayzel sneered at us, sending a shiver down my spine.

{ a/n: I hope this chapter wasn't too boring for you guys, but writing the flashback scene did make me very emotional! I just wanted to thank morganfliinn , -AnotherRandomNobody and Anakins_jedi_sith for all their support, I love you all! }