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Anakin's POV
I've been beaten down, heart broken, tortured, and even killed; all by the woman I love. Losing her a year ago was gut-wrenching, and I spent my nights in tears with little to no sleep just because I was afraid I would see her in my dreams. I didn't think I would be able to handle it.

So you would think that after my past year of constant physical and emotional torture; I would have no more tears left to cry, or no more heart left to break.

But, that wasn't the case.

"No!" I sobbed loud enough for my voice to echo around us, "Please don't let this be real, please." I whimpered.

I placed my hand on her cheek, hoping to feel her warmth. But she was slowly becoming colder the longer she didn't have air in her lungs. I'm not even sure how long we've been sitting here, but I wasn't ready to let her go; I don't know if I ever will be.

"Don't leave me Princess. Please come back, I need you," I broke down, clutching her lifeless body to my chest as I cried my heart out. These past few days thinking she was dead feel much different than how I'm feeling now. At least then I had this small piece of hope that she was somehow alive - but now there is no hope, she really is gone, and I was utterly devastated.

I placed my face in the crook of her neck as my gloved hand gripped her hair. It wasn't hard to figure out what she did, force resurrection, she gave up her life to give me back mine.

I am grateful for her final act of love, but at the same time; how could I ever want this life if she's not in it? How can I ever love someone else?

The only reason I'm not trying to reverse it right now is because this was her way of trying to gain her redemption. And I refuse disrespect her final wish, no matter how bad I want to.

I could hear both Yoda and Cal next to me, crying softly without speaking. And I have Artoo to my right, playing her last words to me on repeat 'I love you more', 'I love you more'.

I'm not sure what he was trying to accomplish. Wether it's to give me some form of comfort, knowing she died as her and still loving me; or to break my heart even more - either way, I'm experiencing both.

I felt Cal place his hand on my shoulder as he bent down next to me, "We'll give her a proper burial, and then we'll go after that slug. The clone army will listen to me, she put them under my command before she-"

I raised my hand to silence him, "No," I brought it back down and softly caressed (y/n)'s pale cheek, "This isn't fair," I whispered, praying that her eyes would open or the color in her skin would return, "Everytime I think for even a moment that we're going to be happy, it gets ripped away. Our wedding was ruined because of him, he manipulated her into joining the wrong side, he tore her away from me on Mustafar, he turned her against me again just when I thought I was getting her back, and now she's dead moments after fully turning back to the light." I went down the list of all the times I allowed myself to have even a sliver of hope, only to have it taken away - because of him, "I'm going to kill him, not you, not Yoda - me." I stood up, picking up (y/n)'s body in the process.

I stopped crying, I was suddenly numb as I looked down at her lifeless body in my arms again.

That man took everything from me.

I lowered my head down and kissed her cold lips one more time, before backing away and whispering, "He will die slowly for this. I promise, we will get our revenge. We deserved our happiness." I was feeling a rage I've never felt before, along with pitiful grief. I hated Sidious, I absolutely loathed him and I wanted nothing more than to see him suffer for everything's he's done to us, especially to her. She was the sweetest, funniest, and most beautiful woman in the galaxy - she didn't deserve this.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I side-eyed it, "Sir you shouldn't-"

Rex was cut off by a wave of force energy that went through me, causing him to fly backwards; along with Cal, Mando, and Artoo who were collateral damage.

I turned my head to look at them all from the corner of my eye, "Don't get in my way." I growled and faced forward, "And don't follow me, I'm going to do this alone." I plan to walk right up to Sidious, it's a suicide mission - one I don't want anyone else taking part in.

But he's mine and I'm going to be the one to destroy him and his entire Empire.

There's one thing I've forgotten in all my heart ache lately; that I'm Anakin Skywalker, the most powerful user to exist - the chosen one. And now that the fear of harming (y/n) is out of the way.. I'm going to rip Palpatines heart out, just as he ripped out mine.

Cal's POV
Yoda held his cane out in front of me just as I tried to follow Anakin who was taking (y/n)'s body with him, "Dangerous to follow him it is." He used his cane to nudge me to back up.

"Did you see his eyes?" I asked without taking my eyes off of Anakin's figure as he disappeared in the cloud of fog and smoke.

Yoda nodded with a low sigh, "Skywalker is in pain, terrible pain. Losing himself to his grief he is, but nothing there is for us to do." I could hear in his voice that he was trying to hold himself together, the poor man lost his daughter, and he didn't even get to hold her or say goodbye.

I wiped the stray tears from under my eyes, "I don't care what he says, I'm still following him." (Y/n) would never forgive me if I let Anakin run to a suicide mission on his own. Other than me and Yoda, he is where she left her heart, and I'll make sure it stays protected.

"Right behind you kid," Mando grabbed his spear that was on the ground, while Rex also looked ready to follow his General.

"Before we go," Rex stepped forward and pointed behind me, "What are we doing with them?"

I turned and eyed the couple dozen clones who were all standing idly, unmoving - waiting for a command, "We're gonna have to get those chips out before Palpatine whispers in their ears." They may listen to me now, but his orders will always trump mine - so we just need to make sure they no longer obey him before allowing them anywhere near him.

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(Y/n)'s POV
With a heavy gasp, I shot up in a seating position. I eyed my surroundings slowly, not remembering where I was or how I got here, "Anakin?" I spoke, my voice echoing around the white space that seemed to go on forever.

I moved and the water around me created small waves, I hadn't even notice I was laying in water until just now. It was clear, and I could see my usual dark clothing underneath.

I slowly stood up, and despite being in water, it felt like I was completely dry. Not even my hair was damp, and I was submerged fully only moments ago.

"Yoda? Ani?" I spun in circles, the water that now only reached halfway up my calves swayed with each step, "Cal?"

I couldn't stop myself from beginning to hyperventilate, I was scared, alone, and confused beyond belief.

Until I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders, and I quickly turned to face who it was - praying for it to be Anakin. But my brows furrowed and my confusion and fear only grew when I met the green eyes of a stranger.

"Who are you?" I took one cautious step back, eyeing him up and down.

The bearded man raised his hand and touched my check before I could recoil from him. Instantly I was hit with dozens of memories leading up to... "I'm dead?" The man I now only remembering see once before nodded, "But Anakin, is he-"

"Alive? Yes he is." He answered before I could finish, "Thanks to you."

I smiled as I placed my hand on my chest with a quiet exhale, "That's all I ever wanted to do, save him from death." I can pass on peacefully knowing that I successfully saved the love of my life. He's more beneficial to the universe than I ever will be, all I ever did was destroy it - he can fix all of my mistakes.

"And you succeeded, my beautiful daughter." He smiled.

My chest tightened and the smile I held faded slowly, "So you really were telling me the truth?" I questioned, referring to the last time we spoke and I accused him of lying. In my defense, I wasn't really me at the time.

He nodded as he slowly raised his hand and placed it on my cheek, I leaned into the warmth of a fatherly touch. I love Yoda and he will always be my father, but it's nice to know where I really came from and to have him here with me, "Amara, you truly are exactly like your mother; so beautiful, courageous, and smart." He praised me, though I didn't deserve it.

I snorted, dropping my gaze down, "Smart isn't a word I would associate with myself father, I made horrible mistakes. I-" My eyes watered, "I killed Ashoka's mother. And I obeyed the man that killed my own, and you."

"Master Ti holds no grudges," He informed me and I snapped my head up to meet his gaze, "And neither will Ahsoka, your mind was being controlled - it is not your fault."

I groaned in frustration as I backed away from him and his touch, "Why do you all keep saying that this wasn't my fault?" I shouted, my voice bouncing off of nonexistent walls, "Stop giving me the benefit of the doubt. I made the decision to listen instead of asking for help, I made the decision to turn to the dark side, I abandoned everyone, I left Anakin on that ship to run after Sidious alone, and it was me who killed millions of people who didn't deserve to die." I was now crying, tears were pouring down my cheeks and landing in the water around me. Turning it red, representing the blood on my hands.

"Breathe my daughter, breathe," He placed his hands on my cheeks and locked our gazes on each other.

"Why does it matter if I'm breathing or not, what am I gonna do; die?" I rolled my eyes and tried backing away but he held me in place.

He exhaled and I soon felt my body growing calm, like he was sending me peace. But I didn't deserve peace, I deserved to die for everything I did, "No you didn't." He immediately answered my thoughts, "You're still needed out there Amara, or (y/n) whatever you want me to call you."

I shook my head with a sniffle, "It doesnt matter, but how can you say that I'm still needed? All I did was destroy everything I ever touched, Anakin is the one who deserved life more than I did."

My father dropped his hands down to his sides, "That is where you are wrong, you both are equally deserving of life, and I say this because you two need each other equally; you keep each other from being lost," He waved his hand, and a little me ran right past me towards a large curtain. She quickly moved it to the side to reveal a hiding Anakin; he looked like he was around ten years old.

The younger me giggled, "I found you."

Anakin shook his head with an annoyed sigh, "You always do, I feel like you cheat."

Younger me shook her head, "No, I can just feel wherever you are." She placed her hand on his chest, and he stiffened in surprise, "It's as if you're calling my name."

Then the entire image disappeared, "Have you ever wondered why your bond with him was always so strong?" My father asked with a head tilt, and I shook mine, "Your connection runs further than emotions. It also runs spiritually through the force - you two force bonded the moment you met. It's a rare bond, but you two became each other's source of light. And when one is missing from the other.. well you've seen what happens." Another figure appeared. It was me wearing that god forsaken mask, and my eyes were a piercing gold. I looked like I was full of sorrow and loathing - I felt sorry for her.

Now that I think about it, everytime I shifted towards the darkness, it was always when Anakin was more than a planet away, he wasn't around to keep me balanced.

But he always remained in the light through it all, so what excuse do I really have for what I became?

"He remained in the light because he had hope that you would come back to it one day," He once again answered my thoughts, "But I don't need to tell you now that he doesn't have any hope left."

I stepped closer, "What do you mean?"

He sighed as he looked up and the white room was slowly darkening, starting from the top; like a shadow was casting over us, "Following your death, he became overwhelmed with grief and the desire for revenge," He paused as he looked back down to me, "With you and all of his hope gone; Anakin is shifting to the dark side."

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We're almost to the end! As much as I've loved writing this sequel, I'm excited to finish it ❤️
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