A/N: It's been awhile since I updated. Sorry about that. I have replaced Chapter 11 with a longer version and w/o the personal note about me needing help to finish this. I will endeavor to keep updating as often as possible. Thanks to all that have been reviewing. All input/criticism is appreciated.
Also: All characters and storylines are owned by George Lucas.
Never before had he felt this much power. Vader couldn't contain the darkness feeding into him with every strike he imparted on the helpless, weak Jedi he faced. The clones at his side were wiping out every Jedi in their sights.
Several of the young padawans were missing. Vader instinctively knew they would be hidden. Kept safe, in case of this type of attack. These younglings were the future of the Jedi order. The safest place in the Temple would, of course, be the Council Chambers. Where else would they have been hidden…protected. Ignoring the pleading in his mind to stop this atrocity, Vader marched on. He blocked out the cries of pain from Anakin's thoughts. He could feel his former persona fading. The pleas were becoming quieter and weaker. They were barely felt. Anakin's presence in him was all but forgotten as he approached the final doorway blocking him from finishing off the last of the Jedi in the Temple. The young, powerless, weak padawans. This would be it. After this action, Anakin would be no more. He would be complete as Vader. A powerful Sith Lord. Where no one and nothing could ever hurt him again.
The doors slid open. To Vader's surprise, there was only one Jedi there to protect the padawans.
Obi-Wan Kenobi looked confused. He didn't understand why Anakin was there. He did not yet know.
"Anakin, where have you been? I've been searching for you for hours. We have a lot to discuss, but first I need your help to fight off these renegade clones."
Obi-Wan watched as there was no response from Anakin. He just stood there, saber in hand, looking straight at him with a blank expression.
He has gone off the deep end, Obi-Wan thought. Better tell him right away of the news regarding Padme.
"Anakin, I have received a message from Alderaan. It seems that Padme…." He was stopped short.
With the mention of Padme's name Anakin's eyes flared yellow and he lit his lightsaber. He took a menacing step forward.
"Do not mention her name Kenobi!" Vader spat.
A bad feeling was taking over Obi-Wan. Something wasn't right. Did he imagine that yellow fire in Anakin's eyes? He must have.
"Kenobi? Anakin, since when do you address me as Kenobi?"
"Since you killed my wife and lost all form of respect from me. Since I have vowed to destroy you and all your Jedi brethren. Since I ceased to be your precious "Chosen One".
This couldn't be happening, Obi-Wan thought. But with another step forward from Anakin, he also ignited his own lightsaber.
"This is insane, Anakin. Come to your senses. The Jedi are not your enemy……….
"You need some rest Milady." The nurse said as she took young Luke from her arms. Leia was asleep in the bassinet next to the bed.
Padme sighed, "Yes, I suppose I should try to get some sleep. Have you seen Senator Organa? He was supposed to bring me some news I've been waiting for."
"Sorry Milady. I haven't seen him in a few hours. I'll take care of these young ones and you try to get some rest. These twins will keep you on your toes enough when you are ready to go home." She rolled the bassinet out of the room and closed the door.
"Home." Padme whispered to herself. She was having a hard time imagining that. All she wanted right now was to put her mind at ease about Anakin. Did he know she was alright? Why hadn't Bail gotten back to her yet? So many questions and fears were forming she couldn't relax enough to sleep.
Just then, her door opened slowly and Bail peeked his head in. Relief rushed through Padme anxiously awaiting any news.
"Has Anakin been informed? Is he on his way here?" she asked quickly.
Bail came in and shut the door behind him.
"Padme, I'm not sure what is happening right now. The Jedi Temple is under attack. As far as I can tell, a battalion of renegade clones have stormed the Temple and all communications have been blocked. I've tried to get information from the Chancellor's office, but have gotten no response there either. I'm just getting bits of second hand information from my staff at the senate."
Noticing the panic brewing in Padme's eyes, Bail quickly added, "You know as well as I do that Anakin can handle himself in any situation. I'm sure he will be fine. We will just have to wait it out. There will be word soon."
Be strong, she told herself. Forcing the panic and fear back she said. "You're right Bail. I have dealt with him in the wars for several years now. I'm sure he'll be okay. Thank you for letting me know."
"I've got to run to a meeting now, but I'll be back later. I'll let you know anything as soon as I hear, Padme." He gave her a half smile and was gone.
Back at the temple……
Vader backed off from Kenobi. He looked around him at the scared faces of the padawans. With a sneer, he turned back to Kenobi.
"You are right, Kenobi." He spat. "The Jedi are not my enemy, because I have eliminated the enemy. After I take you down along with these pathetic younglings, the Jedi will be no more. Clone troops all over the galaxy have turned and assassinated the Jedi in their legions. My new master has seen to that."
Obi-Wan could not deny the fact that what he said could be true. What else would bring such a disturbance to the force? Everyone had felt it.
"New master? Anakin, what have you done?" Obi-Wan extinguished his saber but kept it at the ready. "I have no wish to fight you. There is no reason to continue this. You have obviously started down the wrong path and if you would just listen to me I could help you."
"I don't need your help." He stepped forward again, preparing to fight his old master.
Obi-Wan doubted the wisdom of his next words, but couldn't think of anything else to get through to him. But if he had indeed turned to the Dark Side, wouldn't this put Padme in danger? He had to stop this from going any further.
"Anakin, Padme is alive." He yelled.
"Liar!" Vader shouted. "You're trying to trick me. I wasn't born yesterday Obi-Wan."
"No Anakin, it's true. She was knocked unconscious during the attacks and lost her memory, but I assure you she is safe and sound, and having your child as we speak."
It was like a monumental struggle within him, but Anakin managed to come through, pushing Vader down to gain control of himself. Could this really be true? That would explain the connection he still felt with her. Her presence in the force surrounding him that wouldn't go away. Hope soared in his heart as he disengaged his weapon and looked at Obi-Wan.
"Obi-Wan, is this true?" he asked quietly.
Obi-Wan could see the hope in his eyes, but he had to be cautious. Just a few minutes ago he had seen quite a different look in this young man's eyes. He realized that once someone fully turned to the Dark Side it was nearly impossible to come back. He just wasn't too sure how far down that path Anakin had traveled.
"Yes Anakin, it's true. I wouldn't lie about that. Not even to save either one of us from certain death at each other's hands."
"I must go to her." He stated, turning on his heals and heading toward the door. "She's on Alderaan?" More of a statement than a question. He felt like he would never get to her side quick enough to ease his mind.
Obi-Wan jumped to action. "Anakin wait." He wasn't sure what to say, but knew he could not just let him leave in the state he was in. He was dangerous. He had done things. Hurt people. According to what he had just said a few minutes ago, he'd even possibly killed people.
"What?" he yelled as he turned around. Gone was the quiet tone he'd used before. Now he was abrupt and impatient to get going.
"I can't just let you leave. Look what has transpired. Anakin, you declared war on the Jedi. Padme will be just fine. I'll send a message that you have been informed of the situation and will be in touch, but you cannot go there now."
Anger was back. Anakin could feel Vader scratching at the surface. Still he was being told what to do and when to do it. Hadn't he gained any freedom from this man?