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Lilith's POV
I landed my ship at the destination given to me by the Emperor. I decided to come alone instead of bringing any of the clones with me; having them here would have been an unnecessary use of resources.

The orders I've been given can easily be taken care of solely by me, especially since the unfortunate souls are unaware of my arrival. Nor will they know my purpose when they do see me; they remain oblivious to the fact that I am well informed about their undisclosed duplicitous operation.

I stood up from the pilot chair, and leisurely pressed a few buttons before flipping the switch that would shut my ship down completely. Once I was done, I turned to walk towards ramp, but then I  quickly paused after I felt a familiar presence in the room.

He wasn't physically on this ship with me, since I'm sure he knew that if he came near me, I would be forced to kill him. So instead, he was using force projection. Which is something he does quite often, although I'm unsure if he knows that I am aware of this, since I have never once acknowledged him. I simply pretend he's not there, like he's nothing but an inconvenient hallucination. Which is what I thought he was at first, I thought he was a manifestation of my guilt. But I soon realized that wasn't the case.

I sighed heavily as I closed my eyes; I was getting tired of it though, I couldn't handle the memories that arrived with his company, "This is getting old, not to mention it's incredibly stupid of you." I spoke to him for the first time in the past year, before turning around to face him. He looked completely stunned by my sudden talkativeness, "You are only strengthening a connection that will eventually aid me in finding you."

He shook his head slowly with a solemn look in his eyes, "Find me, you will not."

I chuckled as I crossed my arms and leaned my back against the dashboard behind me, "Yes I will Yoda. Not only are you a traitor to the Empire, you are a traitor to me. You betrayed me just as much as the others did."

He stepped closer with his cane in hand, "Listen (y/n); betrayed you I did not, Skywalker did not-"

I held my hand up to stop him from speaking as my eyes burned over with fury, "Do not say his name," I growled through gritted teeth as I tightened my fist; the sound of that name always sends a sharp agonizing pain straight into my chest. A name that once brought me love and happiness, now brings me nothing but suffering, "And do you seriously expect me to believe a word that comes out of your traitorous mouth?" I spat as I pushed myself off of the console and stepped closer to him.

Desperation filled his eyes, and his neck slowly lifted so his gaze could stay locked with mine as I moved closer, "Yes, only want to help you I do. Miss you I do."

His words may have affected me a year ago, but now, my cold heart felt nothing.

I bent down so I was now at his eye level, and I slowly brought my hand up to un-click my mask from its place, before bringing it down, "If that's true, then tell me where they are." I asked in my normal voice. The tainted air burned, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle at the moment.

His eyes visibly watered as his gaze scanned my scarred face, "Know where they are I do not." He spoke when his eyes landed back on mine. I could see my own yellow glow reflecting from his irises.

I quickly shifted my own color, back to my normal (y/e/c). I smiled manipulatively, "Yes you do. You know where they are, just as you always know where I am. So please tell me, Dad." I reached my hand out, and brought it near his face, although I couldn't actually touch him.

But the act alone caused a few tears to fall from his eyes. Then to my utter disappointment, he shook his head slowly, "I can not."

I dropped my hand down with an irritated sigh as my eyes shifted back to their previous amber color, "Of course you would choose them over me, and to think that I actually thought you loved me," His tears flowed more frequently by my word choices and I could see his lips parting, preparing to speak; but I didn't give him the chance to. I was done hearing lies from people who I once believed loved me, only to learn that they never did; which is something Sidious has told me, but I never wanted to believe it, "You really are nothing but a traitor." I spat as I gripped my lightsaber and pulled it out, "Don't ever come back." I quickly ignited it and ran it through his projection; causing his figure to disperse.

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The heavy black boots on my feet clicked along the marbled floor as I strutted down the hallways; preparing to crash a meeting between a couple of Senators. I grabbed my hood and placed it over my head so most of my face remained hidden from them; for the time being.

Not many know my true identity. Everyone, besides the obvious, believe I, (y/n) died during the purge. Which isn't a total lie; my old identity was gone. It completely shriveled away on that torturous day; only leaving me behind.

I used the force to shove open the double doors aggressively to the meeting room. The people surrounding the oval table jumped in surprise; while Mon Mothma quickly pressed a button to evaporate the holographic image that once shined above the table.

"Lady Lilith," Bail Organa stood up as I walked through the doors. He was visibly sweating, as were the others in the room, "To what do we owe for this pleasant surprise." He tried to sweet talk me, and I rolled my eyes bitterly as I stopped behind the chair of a familiar Senator.

"Padme Amidala," I addressed her name in my robotic tone, "Get up." I demanded harshly, and she quickly obliged to my request by standing up, and moving away so I could take her spot.

I plopped down onto the chair with a comfortable sigh as I leaned my head back, and eyed the entire table. I recognized most of them, but I only knew about three by name; Bail Organa, Padme Amidala, who was now standing behind Bails chair, and Mon Mothma.

Mon Mothma opened her mouth to begin to speak, but I spoke first, "So," I kicked my feet up onto the table to relax, "I hear that you all have been incredibly busy lately." I scanned the table and met the eyes of every single person here for a split second. Besides Amidala, my eyes lingered on her longer than the rest, which I could tell unsettled her.

Bail cleared his throat uncomfortably as he prepared to lie to my face, "Yes we have been, the job of a Senator is very time-consuming-"

"Cut the shit," I interrupted him as my gaze flickered to his. If looks could kill, he would be dead by now, "That is not what I meant, do you take me for a moron?"

"Than what do you-" Mon Mothma began to play stupid, but I used the force to click the button that she previously had upon my entry. The holographic image quickly appeared back up, revealing plans for a certain rebel alliance.

Their eyes grew wide when they realized something; I already knew everything. They have a mole in their mindst, which I'm sure thats exactly what is going through their mind right now.

"Do tell Admiral Ackbar that his loyalty to the Empire is greatly appreciated," I chuckled through my mask as I watched a few of them slowly begin to back their chairs up; they were going to attempt to run, "Oh wait, you won't be able to. So I guess I'll just tell him myself." I shrugged, and that's when some of them decided to bolt for the open doors.

I raised my hand and closed my fist, causing the doors to slam shut right as they were about to exit. They spun around and looked at me with wide eyes, and Mon Mothma attempted to grab a blaster from under the table.

"Don't," I threatened her with a darkened glare, but she knew she was going to die anyway. She was just hoping to take me with her; the tormenter of the galaxy. So with only using my index finger, I twisted it around in a circle, causing her neck to twist unnaturally. She fell lifelessly on top of the table before she could even pull the weapon out.

Screams and shouts erupted in the room as they attempted to pry the doors open, but unfortunately for them, I had the force sealing them shut. I chuckled at their wasted efforts and pulled my lightsaber from my belt; preparing to slaughter them all as I was told to, except for one.

I stood over the mutilated bodies of the dead as I breathed heavily, my lightsaber was still firmly in my grip; although I hardly used it.

The walls were painted with a thick crimson liquid, as it slowly dripped down the walls. The anger I felt over the occurrences in the ship, pushed me over the edge more than usual. Leaving me a ravenous monster. I hardly even remembered what I just did, all I saw was red. Just as I did the day I slaughtered the separatists.

A whimpered cry filled the room and pulled me away from my thoughts. I retracted the blade and placed it on my belt before stepping over the bodies to get to the one survivor, "Miss Amidala." I bent down in front of her as she laid on her back on the floor, covered in the blood of her friends.

"Pl-please, don't kill me." She begged pathetically.

"I don't plan to," I chuckled as I moved my hood down, and brought my hand to my mask before removing it. I wanted her to see who, was going to be the cause of her demise soon enough. Her eyes widened and her breath hitched in her throat, "Well not yet anyway." I smiled devilishly. The only smile that ever shows on these lips anymore.

"You," She breathed out the word as her eyes began to burn over with not only confusion, but hatred, "You killed them all; you killed Anakin. Why would you-"

I reached forward and gripped her neck with my bare hand, "I don't ever want to hear his name come out of your whore mouth," I growled angrily as I tightened my hold, "And he is very much alive; for the time-being. But that's not a topic up for discussion." I stood up and brought her up with me, "You're coming with me."

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Anakin's POV
Beru led both Ahsoka and Obi-Wan down into the dome, while I stayed behind for a moment and knelt down in front of my mother's grave, "Hi Mom." I ran my fingers along the headstone that Cliegg Lars had made for her.

May he Rest In Peace as well, his headstone was about a foot away from hers. Beru informed me that he passed away a couple of months after the purge due to a fatal illness. It was sad to hear, but at least he's with my mom now.

"I don't know if you can hear me Mom, but I miss you so much." My eyes watered as I dropped my hand down into my lap, "And I could really use one of your talks right now. You always had a way of making me smile even when I thought it was impossible." I brought my sleeve up, and wiped under my eyes before taking a deep breath to compose myself. But I didn't do a very good job, my breathing, as well as my voice, was shaking from the pain I had been suppressing, "I lost her, I lost my Princess. I couldn't save her, just like I couldn't save you; I failed you both and I'm so sorry."

I finally broke down as I laid my hands in the sand and squeezed the grains in my palms painfully. I had been holding in so much to appear strong in front of everyone else, but this time; no one was watching. So I let the pain flow through freely, and I cried as hard as I could.

The two people who meant the most to me in this galaxy are gone; and it's all because I couldn't do enough for them. I should have listened to.. (y/n) when she asked me not to leave her that day. I should have stayed with my mom after the attack, just to make sure there were no more threats. I should have kept my guard up when I actually found my mom in that tent, instead of getting blind sided. I also should have killed the fucking Chancellor; I had so many chances to kill that monster.

I could go down that list forever; there are so many things I could have done differently to gain a better outcome. But I made all the wrong choices.

I felt a pair of arms hug me from behind as a head rested on my back. I didn't need to turn to know who the smalls arms belonged to, "It's not your fault." Ahsoka whispered as she tightened her hold on me as I continued to cry over my shattered heart, "We all could have done things differently; not everything is on you Skyguy. Also, as much as it hurts me to say this, they could have said no, they had a choice too."

I knew she was right, but I always had a habit of putting the blame on myself. I had a hard time putting the blame on my lost angel, because I was afraid to end up hating her for leaving me.

"Yeah I know," I sniffled as I hugged her arms that were around me, "And how many times do I have to tell you to stay out of my head Snips?" I cursed myself quietly for teaching her certain new tricks over these past few months.

She shrugged with a sad sigh, "I do my best, but you were loud this time." She lifted her head up and removed her hands from around me, "Now come on, let's get you inside." She stoop up and moved to the side so she was standing next to me, and she held her hand out for me to accept.

I nodded to her before kissing my gloved hand, and placing it on my mother's headstone, "I love you Mom." I told her, before accepting Ahsoka's hand and standing back on my feet.

"You are covered in sand by the way."

"Don't remind me, Ahsoka."

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So sorry if this was boring, but it's still the beginning and things are definitely going to start picking up soon. Also I do not plan to have this book be as long as my others. My goal right now is only about 28-32 chapters ♥️
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