POV: Ahsoka Tano
I sat in the vault for a few hours. I'd had several close calls because patrolling clones had decided to come close. I'd had to kill a few more and it hurt to do it.
All I had for company were the corpses of these men. The weirdest part about it was that these were my men. Master and I led the five hundred first battalion and these were our men.
I felt the good presences outside of the temple and I realized that Masters Kenobi and Yoda had finally arrived. I heaved a sigh of relief and stood up, listening to the sound of my tense muscles cracking.
I held my lightsaber in hand and crept out of the vault carefully and silently.
I could feel the deaths on the outside of the temple and I assumed that the two Masters met up with some of the clones.
"Hold it right there!" a voice called out from behind me.
I spun and activated my saber. "C-Commander?"
"Rex?" I asked, stunned.
He lowered his blaster and removed his helmet, stepping closer to me. "What are you doing here, young one?"
"Rex, our men have turned against us!" I whispered. "What's going on?"
He stared at me in pure shock. "You honestly have no idea what's going on."
"What do you mean?"
"The Jedi threatened the Chancellor and nearly killed him. General Skywalker was able to stop the massacre before it began, at the loss of the Masters, of course."
I gaped at him, feeling my knees preparing to buckle and my heart breaking. "He… he killed the Masters?"
"Yes. He's purging the Jedi filth that threaten the democracy of the Republic. Wait, who's side are you on?"
"I was – I was testing you to see how much he told you. I'm always on his side. I'm his apprentice. I'm searching for him right now. Do you know where he's gone? I need to inform him of our progress."
I needed to inform him of how stupid his actions were. How could he do this? The corpses of the younglings flashed through my mind as I realized that my Master had slaughtered them in cold blood. He was not the man I'd looked up to and fallen in love with. "The Chancellor sent him to a planet to attend to the needs of some Separatists. We aren't entirely sure where he's gone. I could com the Chancellor –"
"No. Thank you, Rex. I'll just… remain here for a while. My Master will let me know when he needs me."
He nodded and saluted, replacing his helm. "Watch yourself, kid. The battalion knows not to shoot you, I hope. If they don't, you'll have to inform them of that."
"Certainly," I whispered, swallowing my hatred that was rising towards my Master.
I turned around and began to storm out of the vault, out of the library, out of the temple. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes as I crossed several hallways with bodies littering the floors. A horrid, blood scented stench filled the halls and I wanted to kill myself.
I heard blasters as I neared the exit of the temple and I broke into a full sprint. I pulled my saber out into my hands once again and saw the Masters standing before me, lightsabers ignited. "Ahsoka," Obi-Wan breathed. "I'm glad you're all right. I thought I told you to – What's wrong?"
I shook my head and dropped my lightsaber, breaking down. He ran to me and touched my arms in a friendly manner. "What's happened?"
"Y-You'll never believe this," I whispered through my sobs.
I lifted my eyes to his confused face and he began to realize what was going on here. "Let's go inside."
The three of us entered the temple. The two Masters stared at the devastation and sadness washed out of them. Obi-Wan knelt, whispering, "Not even the younglings survived."
I glanced down at Master Yoda as he began to speak. "Killed, not by clones, this Padawan. By a lightsaber, he was."
Yoda must have realized what was going on as well. He gave me a knowing look and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. "Who? Who could have done this?" Obi-Wan asked, his hurt becoming the dominant feeling.
Master Yoda motioned for us to follow him.
They led me to the part of the vault where all of the cameras connected, showing us everything that had happened in the temple up until they had been disconnected.
I chose to stand watch outside of the room. I knew what they would find and I didn't want to witness it myself for fear of losing my undying love and respect for my Master…
I cared about him so much. I never expected this kind of thing from him. He was a great man. He loved the Jedi and… children. He was going to have a child with his wife and he'd slaughtered so many younglings. How could I tell Padme? How could anyone tell Padme?
A deep sorrow washed out of the room. It was from none other than Master Kenobi. His relationship with my Master was beyond their former partnership. They loved each other like brothers.
Moments later, the two Masters stepped out of the room. Master Yoda kept looking up at Master Kenobi, whereas the younger Master looked stunned and had no idea where to go from here. He glanced at me and gaped. "Ahsoka –"
"I know what he's done," I whispered. "I don't like it. He needs to be stopped before anyone else dies."
It hurt me to say that. None of us would be able to kill him, but we could lock him up or something, right? "The Sith Lord we've been looking for, Chancellor Palpatine is. Seek him out, I must."
It didn't shock me that the Chancellor was the Sith Lord. He seemed cruel on occasion and it seemed like he was toying with Master every time he shut me out of the room. I didn't like the fact that he'd twisted my Master's mind so horribly to lead him down this path…
"And what of my Master?"
Master Yoda looked up at Obi-Wan. "Kill him, you must."
"No!" I screamed. "We can't!"
"Dangerous, he is, young one. Destroyed, he must be."
POV: Anakin Skywalker
The planet was searing hot as I climbed out of the cockpit of my starfighter. Artoo flew out of his hold and rolled on the landing strip.
I got onto the wing of my fighter and slowly stepped across it until my feet touched the durasteel platform. My robes swept around my body and my body began to sweat because of the intense heat.
I passed Artoo and he beeped behind me. Without turning, I gave him his command. "Artoo, stay with the ship."
I heard him stop wheeling after me and I lifted my hood over my head to conceal my face and give off the Sith appearance.
I walked down a ramp and entered the stronghold that was holding all of the Separatists leaders within it. I could sense everything they felt. Palpatine must have told them that I was on my way and they were very… reserved when it came to dealing with Sith.
I walked down several hallways by following their presences. A few droids buzzed in empty rooms while others sent shocks flying towards me because they'd been destroyed. A herd of mouse droids began to roll in front of me, hurrying towards their Masters.
I pulled my lightsaber off of my belt and held it tightly in my mechanical hand as the Separatists came into view. I continued walking towards the room at a normal pace, not wanting to allow them the chance to run away.
"Welcome, Lord Vader," one greeted. "We've been expecting you."
He expected me to come protect him. He had no idea what my true intentions were.
Without speaking, I lifted my left hand and began to close the doors around the room. The far left door shut tightly and locked. I slowly moved my hand towards the right and allowed another blast door to fall over the entrance way.
I stared at them in apathy and they at me in fear.
I smiled cruelly, allowing myself to fall into the role of a murderer once more. This was different from slaughtering children. These men had it coming after all they'd done in this war.
I activated my azure blade and stepped forward, immediately swinging at the closest Separatist. I began to move without losing momentum from previous battles. I imagined myself fighting alongside Ahsoka and I felt a little better about what I was doing.
Sure, I could hear the screams and pleading escaping their lips, but it mattered little to me. All that mattered right now was that I could see Ahsoka giving me an impressed look after slaughtering two of these monsters in a single swing.
I swung and it looked as if I were attempting to fly. The wave I moved was swiftly and elegantly . Nothing was overkill unless you brutally massacred your opponents.
I made my rounds across the room until I was standing across from one of the far panels. I threw my arm out and shoved my blade through the chest of another Neimoidian. The bodies collapsed to the floor as I moved away from them and I felt satisfied.
After moving my blade away from the previous fallen fool, I swung around and deflected a droid's blaster, slicing through two more Separatists.
I leaned forward and growled in fury as my opponents fell before me.
I continued to slaughter the other half of the room. One stopped in front of me before I swung and screamed, "No!"
I immediately killed him, followed by another droid and another defenseless Neimoidian.
I swung my blade backwards as I neared the doorway once more. My senses were much attuned and I swung my blade over my shoulder and deflected a droid's blast, shattering it.
I held my saber at my side and turned slowly, observing the devastation I'd just caused here as well. My anger burned through me and it didn't seem to matter that all of the people that had been living nearly two minutes ago had all passed on without even trying to defend themselves.
I crossed into another room where a few of the Neimoidians had fled. I found the leader and lurched across the room, landing directly in front of him. He held his hands up in an attempt to protect himself, cowering in fear as I loomed over him.
"The war is over! Lord Sidious promised us peace! The only one –"
I smirked and threw my arm up towards the right, slicing through his chest. He screamed as he fell to the floor beside another dead Neimodian.
I held my right hand up in the air and deactivated my saber as I began to relax my position, breathing heavily.
I stared at the bodies and felt my anger and hatred washing away at a very slow pace. I turned away and walked towards the exit as the smell of corpses began to invade my nostrils.
I left the stronghold altogether, heading in a completely different direction.
I found a balcony that overlooked a river of molten lava. I dropped my lightsaber and leaned forward, clutching the bar that denied me my wish of falling forward to burn to death.
I bowed my head and closed my eyes tightly. Padme. Ahsoka. Obi-Wan.
They were three of the most important people in my life and I had failed them by choosing this path. Now that I'm looking back on this, I wish I'd done things differently. I wished that I'd been able to warn Ahsoka and Obi-Wan about the slaughter.
Ahsoka. I wished I could have told her how I felt about her and that I realized now that my fault had been denying my feelings for her.
I lifted my flesh hand and examined the wedding ring painfully. I loved two women who meant the galaxy to me. There was only one thing that kept me from making another wrong decision.
One of the two was dead.