I was listening to "Monster" by Skillet, when this idea sprung into my mind, and I had to write it. This is a Mustafar AU drabble.


"I hate you!"

"You were my brother, Anakin! I loved you."

Even as I said those words, memories began to fill void of grief in my mind. Memories of the past, that are both happy and hurtful. Memories of you.

My apprentice.

My comrade.

My best friend.

My brother.

And as I reach down and gently pick you up, your words "I hate you" still ring in my mind. But I breathe out new words, words that fill the both of us with hope.

"You are my brother."