My life was never normal; when I was very young I was discovered by a jedi and taken to the temple to train. I was one of the top people in my classes, exceeding my age level by a few years, until a little blonde boy entered my life. He was old, to old to begin training, but the council excepted him and Master Obi-wan Kenobi took him to be his Padawan. Master Kenobi being only out of the Padawan stage himself.

Anakin was a strong kid, I won’t deny that, but there was something that told me he needed someone to talk to who was not a superior. So I went out of my way to be nice to him and soon we were friends, very good friends. It was an innocent friendship and we confided with each other. He told me about the crush he had on the Naboo queen Padme it think her name was. Then the Clone Wars started and I saw less and less of my friend. The wars went on for three years I saw Anakin and Obi-wan about a month out of each year. Then it all ended not only the war but everything I knew and grew up in. I lost it all even the people I cared about and they lost me.

I remember it well, it was the day I became one with the force. I was sitting in one of the many temple gardens meditating, for I was to go through the trials to become a jedi knight the next day. I was in a state of peace then I felt something I had never felt before, I guess it was the death of the first of the many jedi master that would meet their end that day. I reached out with the force and was surprised to find a large army heading up the temple stairs. Clones, they are easy to feel they have no will they only obey orders. I reached out again to find out who was leading them, the presence I felt was familiar but different it was dark. “Anakin.” I breathed.

I stayed where I was, not daring to move. Then I felt the most horrible thing in my life, the death of at least twenty younglings and more counting. They were dying in fear and pain, but mostly surprised that a jedi that they revered was doing this to them. Yes Anakin was killing the younglings. I jumped to my feet and headed to the nearest nursery. I was greeted my confused and scared eyes, as the children watched me from their cribs. I went to one and began to stroke her head. Then the door opened, I turned and looked at my ex-friend. He starred back, his blue eyes where replaced with sick yellow color.

“Why are you doing this Anakin?” I shouted nearly crying.

“That is not my name.” he answered

“No, I didn’t think so. What it Darth…”

“Vader.” He said and swung his lightsaber at me.

I ducked and ignited my own. I knew deep down that I would not make it, but I fought anyway I had to protect these children as long as I could. I was a good match for him always had been, but I was getting tiered. He used that in struck.

The pain of the laser going through my abdomen was none I can describe, My saber fell from my hand as I fell to my knees. I looked up, my brown eyes met his yellow. I saw something in them and I knew that he could still be saved.