{TW : Death}

{AYZEL'S POV}

Pressingly my blaster harshly into the back of the head of the young Togruta Padawan kneeling in front of me on the grass, I stare into the fearful eyes of my little sister as she stands before me, Skywalker closely behind along with two others. I sense Dooku and Ventress stir behind me impatiently as (y/n) turns her head to face the Clone behind her and nods to him. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion as the Clone nods back to her with a pained expression on his face before subtly shuffling closely over to Skywalker's side.

I have to say, I didn't think that this would actually happen so quickly and so easily.

"I'll admit (y/n), I didn't actually think you'd show up," I say, startling her as I suddenly break the tense silence.

"Hand over Ahsoka," she demands of me, her voice quivering a little as she tries her best to not look Ahsoka in the eyes. I watch as her trembling fists curl slowly around her thumb in an attempt to prevent her body from shaking.

"You know what you have to do first," I say to her, gripping my hand on Ahsoka's shoulder harshly, causing her to yelp a little in pain. A look of panic spreads onto (y/n)'s face as I notice Skywalker grow angrier as I put a hand on Ahsoka.

"You get your hands off of her-" Skywalker yells to me, trying to move forwards but was amusingly restrained by his Jedi Comrade and his Clone Trooper friend. My eyes travel down onto the young girl before me, my hand shaking as I watched her squeeze her eyes closed to suppress her tears from rolling down her cheeks.

My gaze fixates down on the gun gripped in my hands as it digs into the back of Ahsoka's head, feeling her words back in her cell rush back to me.

"Ayzel, please.. It's never too late. She needs you and she wants you! Please, I beg you," Ahsoka pleaded to me as I come to a halt at the entrance to the room, shifting my head to face her and look her in the eyes, a broken expression pasted upon my face. She reaches up and places her other hand on the surface of the blue cell-tube, as if trying to reach me from inside.

How has it come to this?

How have I come to the point where I am holding a gun to the head of an innocent young girl, preparing to murder my own sister for relief of something that my mother had inflicted upon me?

My sister.

My little sister.

The same girl who I used to care for, entertain and protect. The same girl who I used to play hide and seek with around the castle, who I helped sneak snacks from the kitchen with before supper, who I used to lay a blanket down for on the grass so we could watch the sunset together at night. I remember how her face used to light up when I returned home in the evenings and how when I read to her as a youngling, she would hang onto my every word as we snuggled up together by the fire.

"Don't you remember? Don't you remember that night in the Temple?"

I did remember. I remember that after my mother reprimanded me for trying to stop her from destroying the very last thing we had left of our Father, I went to the Temple to be alone and to deal with the fact that I will never live up to my Mother's standards and how she will never accept me as the rightful heir to the throne, or even as her son. I stayed there for hours until after night fell, presumably as the palace had finally drifted into slumber. (y/n) sneaked over to find me. I will never forget the way she held me that night, or how she didn't even think of leaving before she knew I was ok.

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

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

I can't even begin to think of how disappointed she must be in me right now. I promised her that I would always be there for her no matter what would happen to the two of us... and now look at what I have become; a heartless monster that wants to see her dead at my feet.

I promised him.

My father offered me one more broken smile as I look upon his fractured expression, "Protect her, my son. Protect her, now that I... now that I can't-"

I have failed him.

I have failed her.

I have failed myself.

"Ayzel," the soft and yet eerily calm voice of my sister calls out to me, snapping me out of my thoughts and cruelly bringing me back to reality. I look around me in slight bewilderment, confused for a moment as to where I was... but upon looking at the devastation pasted on my sister's face, I know immediately.

"Don't make this harder, (y/n); I beg you," I yell to her, my blaster quivering against Ahsoka's head, my grip becoming more and more shaky as my anxiety raises dramatically. My voice breaks a little as I yell to her, my brown hair sticking to my forehead as my chest heaves up and down nervously.

"Ayzel, listen to me. And I mean really listen to me," she pleads to me, raising her hands out in front herself, a calm yet broken look spreading across her face.

"And how do I know your not going to try anything?" I snap, feeling my eyebrow twitch nervously as she looks as though she was about to approach me.

"This is how." I study (y/n), examining each of her moves closely as I watch her hand snake down to her belt and unclip her lightsaber, tossing it onto the grass beside Ahsoka and at my feet. "I'm officially unarmed. Now will you listen?"

"Make it quick, I-I'm running out of patience."

I feel my chest tighten up as I watch her reach down again and plunged her hand into her tunic pocket, producing a small sheet of paper folded in half with something written on the front in jet black cursive ink.

"I don't hate you Ayzel, I know you're in pain. I know that you're hurting. But I also know that you're still in there. Beneath all of that hate and resentment that is engulfing you, is my brother and I still love you. If I could go back in time to reverse all of your suffering, God I would give anything to do it. You don't deserve what has happened to you and for that I am eternally sorry. Father died and Mother treated you like you were beneath her... but there's something you don't know," (y/n) holds the letter up in front of her and outstretches it towards me. I hesitate for a second, but reach out my hand all the same, taking the letter between my fingers, "It's from Mother... she wrote it maybe a few hours before you killed her."

It can't be.

My hands trembled as I slipped the paper between my fingers, opening it to reveal a handwritten letter inside, addressed to me and signed by my Mother.

'My dear Ayzel.'

'No matter what you may ever come to think, I love you just as much as (y/n) and I would sacrifice the entire galaxy for you if I had to in a single heartbeat.'

'I love you, my son. Never forget this.'

'I am truly sorry.'

She was trying to make amends with me... and I killed her. Oh god, I killed my own mother! As my emotions seize control of my body, memories come flooding back all at once, swarming my mind with images of myself firing my blaster twice into my mother's head, a sick grin on my mouth as her body lay limply at my feet.

What have I done.

My heart hammers against the inside of my chest as I clutch the letter in my hand, bringing my eyes back to meet the hopeful ones of my sister before me, a small yet broken smile creeping upon her mouth.

"If she can forgive you.... So can I," (y/n) whispers to me softly, tears streaming down her cheeks as the breeze makes stray parts of her (y/h/c) hair dance elegantly in the wind. Then, she does something I never would have expected.

She slowly sinks to her knees before me, looking up at me with a smile on her face yet sadness and fear in her eyes as she accepts her imminent demise.

"(y/n)..," Ahsoka whispers quietly, her voice quivering as she watches her closest friend fall to the floor in submission.

"(y/n)- (y/n) no! Get up, what are you doing?!" I heard Skywalker's raspy and straining scream sound from behind her, snapping my eyes up to meet his. He tries to rush towards her but his attempts are proven futile as his Clone Trooper friend restrains him by holding his arm firmly, Kenobi then tightly grasping onto the other. He becomes more desperate as he struggles against the grip of his friends, longingly looking at the back of my sister's head with tears in his eyes. My gaze shifts back onto (y/n), who looked as though she was physically in pain from Skywalker's cries.

Oh my god.

She loves him.

"Kill me if you must; just know that I do forgive you and I will always love you, Ayzel," (y/n) whispers up to me, the smile on her face not faltering once as the tears fall faster down her cheeks.

I gently release Ahsoka, moving the gun away from her head so she could break free. I allowed her to rise from the floor and rush over to Skywalker, Kenobi and the Clone, wrapping her arms around Skywalker's waist once she reaches them. I am forced to look upon the devastated expressions of Skywalker and Ahsoka, their tear-stained faces staring back at me intently whilst in the embrace of each other. My hands shaking, I aim the blaster at my sisters forehead, my vision becoming blurry with my own tears.

As I look into the eyes of my sister, I feel my heart ache more and more inside until I notice that the girl in front of me had somehow morphed into the little girl I practically raised, and then back into the woman she had become.

"It's ok, Ayzel. If this will take away your pain at last, just kill me," she smiled up at me, reminding me of our Mother. "It's ok."

{SONG ALERT : ARCADE by DUNCAN LAURENCE}

'It's never too late, Ayzel.' Ahsoka's voice sounded in my head, making me squeeze my eyes shut in an attempt to get her out of my mind.

'You don't have to do this, my son', another voice echoed inside my mind... a voice I have not heard in many years.

'Father? Father is that you?'

'Yes, Ayzel. I am here to tell you that things do not have to be this way; your sister loves you so very much... as do your Mother and I,' Father spoke to me though my thoughts, making a tear escape from my eyes as I look back down onto my sister kneeling at my feet.

'What do I do? Help me Father!'

'I think you know what you must do son. I am proud of you, don't forget this.'

'Father wait!' I yell to him, but the sound of my Father's deep voice never speaks in my mind again.

I stare down at the blaster aimed at my sister, my eyes travelling onto hers, her (y/e/c) gleaming in the light of the sunset almost like a window to her soul.

I know what I have to do.

"I'm getting rather impatient with you, Prince Anara," I heard the cold voice of Dooku snarl at me from behind, the gun shaking even more in my grip as he pressures me. My finger hastily slips onto the trigger and I gulp down the lump in my throat, my sweat and tears soaking my face. I heard Dooku sigh in boredom and irritation once more before turning to his apprentice, "Do what you must, Ventress."

"With pleasure, Master," Asaaj growled, venom laced in her voice as I hear her ignite her lightsabers, crimson red blades shooting out in front of her and painting her in a blood-red light.

My eyes widen in panic as Ventress comes speeding towards (y/n) at an unnatural speed, a crazed look in her eyes as she approached my helpless sister kneeling on the grass. I felt my heart thumping in my throat, my chest heaving as I exchange glances between my sister and the ruthless Ventress about to seize (y/n)'s life for me.

I know what I have to do.

Dropping my blaster on the floor, just as Ventress is about to reach (y/n), I throw myself in front of her protectively. I take one look at my sister's horrified face from the floor before I am hit with a new type of sensation rush through my body. As I heard (y/n)'s voice scream behind me, I shift my eyes down to my own body to see the red blade of Ventress' lightsaber pierced straight through my abdomen, making me feel as though my entire body was on fire. I feel my breath hitch as I gasp for air, my eyes looking up to Ventress' shocked face as she realises what she had done.

The ultimate sacrifice.

Ventress retracts her saber and swiftly steps back and I bring my hands to the hole in my chest as my whole world starts to spin around me. Once my legs were no longer able to support me, I found myself collapsing into the arms of my sister, gasping desperately for air as she held me close.

"Ay-Ayzel... Ayzel don't die, please don't die," she whispers in a pained voice, a tear dripping down onto my cheek as she gently moves my damp brown hair from my forehead.

"I'm so- I'm so sorry (y/n)," I cry in broken sobs, my chest heaving as I feel the cool air blow through my body, making me grow colder by the second.

"Shhhh... it's ok, you're gonna be ok. Please don't leave me, you're all I have left," she cries, tightening her grip around me as she gently rocks my body to soothe me.

I have to tell her.

"You're not-you're not alone..." I whisper to hear, my voice becoming more quieter as I continue trying to speak.

"What do you mean?" she asks me in a hushed voice, using her thumb to gently wipe away my tears.

"Go to Corellia, find-find Devica," I gasp, my vision beginning to become hazier and more blurry.

"D-Devica? Who.. what?" (y/n) asks in confusion.

I try to take a deep breath and I smile at her broken face, "She's-she's our sister, (y/n)."

"What?! Ayzel how... what do you mean!?" she demands, shaking me a little as a mixture of panic and grief floods her face.

"Just go, find her. I-I love you Starlight..." I gasp in a raspy voice, my voice tailing off at the end as my eyes become heavier, my eye-lids almost begging for me to close them.

I heard (y/n) continue to repeat the words 'no' and 'don't leave me' but I could not respond as my vocal chords simply could not work anymore. I take one more look at my sister's beautiful face before directing my eyes to the orange sky, watching the clouds roll by as I feel the cool breeze blow through my hair. As my vision starts to fade out, an array of white lights appears before my eyes, and although (y/n) probably could not see them, a person approaches me and outstretches his hand to me with a warm smile on his face.

'Welcome home my, son. Come and join me and your Mother,' the welcoming face of my father appears to me as I feel a singular tear slip down my face.

With one final smile, I allow my eyes to close at long last and join my father towards the light, feeling my body finally succumb to peace and leaving behind my little sister and releasing me from the binding chains of all my pain back in that life.

I am free.

{ a/n : I'm so sorry.}