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Anakin's POV
I was here.

The one planet Sidious is known for inhabiting the one place I usually avoided at all cost. But today was different, I wasn't feeling afraid or nervous - all I could feel was rage.

Prior to arriving here, I was being swallowed by pure devastation and heartbreak - then once I could feel Sidious' presence, I was overcome with a deep hatred. It was as if another part of me took over.

The only moment I felt a speck of anything that wasn't associated with anger was when I looked down at the lifeless body that was still in my arms. When I looked at her, the woman who deserved so much better than what she was given - the sorrow returned and the painful knot in my chest tightened.

I gently set (y/n) down on the cold metal floor of the ship, "I'm sorry, I know you don't like the cold." I pressed my warm hand to her cheek and softly caressed her icy skin, "I want you to know that I love you, and I hope you can forgive me for failing you when you needed me most." I whispered, bringing my lips to her forehead as I blinked a single tear away, it landed on her pale skin and slid down her cheek.

Flashback (Ages- You;12 Anakin;14)

"I didn't know you could draw," My sudden presence caused (y/n) to jump in surprise and quickly cover her drawing with both of her hands.

"I can't," She spoke quickly, glancing up at me with a nervous expression.

I knitted my brows as I sat across from her at the table, "I already saw it," I rolled my eyes at her attempt to hide it from me, "It was really good, let me see." I placed my hand on the corner of the paper and attempted to slide it over to myself, but her grip on it was stopping me, "Please?" I asked softly with a head tilt.

She eyed me with uncertainty for a moment, before sighing, "Alright, but you better not make fun of me or I won't talk to you for a whole week." She threatened with narrowed eyes.

I chuckled, finding her threat amusing. She uses that same one all the time, knowing damn well that she herself can hardly go a week without me. We're each other's only friend, a day without each other is a lonely one for us both.

"I promise Princess, now hand it over." I tugged on the corner softly so I wouldn't damage it in case she fought against me.

But thankfully, she instantly released her grip on it and I was able to pull the paper towards me. I scanned her drawings, confused on what it was. I mean it was good, don't get me wrong, but I wasn't sure what I was looking at it. Although I did recognize a figure resembling Yoda and one that I believe might be me. Or just another handsome blonde.

"It's supposed to be my heaven," She informed me before I could ask. I glanced up, meeting her gaze and silently asking for clarification. We've always been able to read each other's expressions and even emotions, so words were unneeded sometimes, "Master Yoda told me that beyond the force, when it's time for our souls to finally rest, there's a place called heaven," She explained as she pulled the paper out of my hand gently and placed it back down in front of her, "He said that each individuals heaven is different, that it abides to what their souls desire. So he asked me to draw what I think my heaven would look like."

I knitted my brows in confusion, Obi-Wan nor any other Master has asked their Padawans to do something like that. It sounded like a strange task to me, but also interesting, "Why would he ask you to do that?"

She shrugged, "He didn't say," She began drawing again, shading in the figure resembling Yoda, "But if I had to guess, I think he's trying to teach me not to be afraid of death." She spun the paper into an angle and continued shading, "Like he's trying to remind me that if something was to happen to me, I'd be in a place where I'm happy and in peace." She explained her theory and I felt my chest tighten into a painful knot.

The thought of anything happening to my best friend felt devastating, I didn't want to think about it.

"That definitely sounds like a lesson he would make up." I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood that dimmed.

She nodded with a smile, "He even told me that I have to draw him. I think he's convinced himself that I'm going to outlive him," She laughed with a head shake, "When we all know he's going outlive everyone in this temple, including me." She sighed quietly, probably worried about Yoda's well-being in the future since most of us will be gone, but he'll still be here.

I did agree with her, Master Yoda ages much differently than the rest of us - he could have a hundred years left while we all have far less.

"Do you have anymore paper on you?" I asked, eyeing the mess in front of her.

She instantly pulled out a blank paper from a pile and slid it over to me, "I'm curious to what you'll come up with." She smiled, knowing I plan to take part in this lesson with her.

I grabbed a plain pencil and placed the tip on the paper, "It's only one simple thing." I responded cockily as I drew five lines, one circle, and hair.

Basically I drew a stick figure with two wavy lines for hair. I'm not much of an artist like her, but maybe one day I'll improve.

She eyed it with raised brows, "Who is that supposed to be?"

I smiled as I held up my masterpiece, "It's you Princess." I quickly drew one more thing on the top of the stick figures head, "See, there's your crown."

I noticed her cheeks burn red and she quickly looked down to hide it, "You're just trying to tease me, put what you would really want in your heaven."

I set the paper down and slid it over to her, "This is what I want." She looked up into my eyes without saying anything, her Japor snippet necklace dangled over the paper she was previously drawing on, "You're the person who makes me the happiest."

She slowly smiled and slid her paper back over to me, this time she was pointing to a figure with blonde hair, "You're in my heaven too; I drew you first." She revealed shyly in a whisper, "Because you also make me the happiest, it wouldn't be heaven without you."

My heart skipped a beat and I had to bite my tongue to stop from telling her how I really feel and that she is my heaven.
Flashback ends

I backed away and breathed out a long shaky breath, before quickly standing up and pulling off my long clock.

After fanning it out, I gazed down at the love of my life one last time, "I'll be seeing you soon Princess." I murmured, draping the cloak over her body, "In my heaven."

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(Y/n)'s POV
With my head tilted upwards, I watched as the shadow above slowly descended, sucking up the light in the room, "What happens when it reaches us?" I asked, my voice echoing through the emptiness.

"I don't know Amara," My birth father known as Qui-Gon answered. He previously explained that with me dead and Anakin shifting to the darkness, the balance of the force is more off than it has ever been - it was becoming consumed by the darkness.

"(Y/n)," I corrected him, glancing back down to meet his green eyes, "Amara is a beautiful name, but (y/n) is the name I choose to go by, it's who I am." It may not be my birth name, but it's the name that feels branded into my soul.

He nodded in understanding, slowly smiling, "Of course, my apologies (y/n)."

I glanced around the 'room' until my eyes drifted down to the water below. Where it was once red from my tears, now showed an image of Anakin, his eyes golden.

It sickened me.

I swallowed down the thick lump in my throat, "We have to do something," I whispered, looking up at my father, "I can't let him go down this path, I can't let him make the same mistakes that I did."

Anakin might get his revenge and be successful in killing Sidious, but what about after? It's not like the darkness will go away, if anything, it'll grow. He won't be him anymore and who knows what he'll be capable of as the strongest force user alive.

I stepped closer to Qui-Gon who was remaining silent, dispersing the image of Anakin in the water, "There has to be something that can be done, I know him and he won't listen to anyone but me." I'm the only one who's been able to talk him off the ledge our entire lives.

He smiled slowly with a nod, "There is something, but it comes at a price."

Eagerly, I stepped forward and grabbed his hand, holding it in my own. I saw in his face, the feeling of my touch warmed his heart, "Anything father, I'll do anything to help him."

His smile never faltered, like he was happy to see me be so in love, "All you have to do," He removed his hands from mine and paced it on my cheek, "Is trust me." He leaned down and kissed my forehead softly, "But first, there's someone you should meet." He backed away and shifted his eyes to look behind me.

With one of his hands resting on my shoulder, I turned my head, my gaze landing on a woman who looked exactly like me; just a little older, "Mom?"

The beautiful woman smiled, "Hi baby."

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Sorry this was short! But I have the next chapter planned out and I'm hoping to have it out later tonight or tomorrow morning!
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Also, I have this idea, would anyone be interested in a prequel to Tormented?? Like it would take place about a year before the book Tormented begins and you get to see more of their relationship when they absolutely hated each other. With more content with the clones as well as some spicy scenes(not smut) since obviously there's going to be mad sexual tension between y/n and Ani.
Idk that seems like it would be so much fun to write. Let me know if it's something you'd want to read!
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