Padmé's Legacy

Anakin

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First I called this Vader's Diary, because the story is told through his words, but I thought it sounded a bit stupid, almost like Bridget Jones' Diary lol, but it's nothing like that...This is suppose to be a dramatic Romantic tale of the loss that Anakin/Darth Vader suffered and he tells in his own words what he feels when he sees Padmé again as a ghostly image. So here it is, although not yet completed:


Padmé's Legacy​

It’s….It’s only a memory. I don’t even know if it’s real! She haunts my dreams. Although I am filled with darkness, she is the pure light in me. I don’t know if this makes me worthy to my master. I must exist out of pure darkness. There can’t be a sparkle of light in me to obey his wishes. But then again…How can darkness exist without light. If you look upon darkness like a species that dies. Than a new better, improved species will rise which represents the light. I know my hate is pure. I especially hate myself. But maybe my love is also pure and my master would never approve that. I still feel love… love for her. How can a machine love? Give love, feel love? I am…a machine…made out of darkness, hate and anger.
The light has to disappear. My mind must be strong to destroy it. The dark side will guide me to extinguish the light. I know something about extinction. I destroyed the Jedi. Fools who believed in ideals. They stood against my master, and that’s when I came in. It was my destiny. I will have to meditate on this. I am so confused. Walking by these grey walls, give me a silent mood. Every officer who passes me, looks upon me with scary eyes. I am the most feared man in the galaxy. They fear my wrath, my thorn of darkness. Every population on every planet know, if they would stand in my way, they wouldn’t survive my actions.
I am the most powerful man in the galaxy. Still It doesn’t grant me pleasure. The past clouds my mind, makes me sad. The past makes my hate, my anger grow. But In all that anger, fear and darkness, a light exists. My darkness is too large to let the light conquer over me. But I feel it. It frightens me. It must get out of me. No! There she stands. This can’t be real! She’s dead. Still I see her standing there. Make it disappear! She walks closer to me. She smiles. It’s been years ago she smiled at me. It’s years ago SOMEONE smiled at me. She holds my hand while I watch her in her beautiful sparkling eyes. She can’t see my eyes though. My mask covers them. I can’t even watch her with my own eyes. She looks happy. Maybe it is a luck she can’t see how sad I am. Wait a minute! Why am I thinking like this. She can’t be real. She’s dead. It is the light in me. It is poisoning my mind! She looks so real. I can feel her soft fingers on my gloves. I want to hug her, to show her how much I still love her. When I draw closer she suddenly disappears. I knew it. It’s not real. It must be a holo-projection. A mean joke. Wait till a get my hand on the one who pulled this off! Filled with hate again I feel the lust to turn on my lightsaber. But I suddenly hear her voice again behind me. “Anakin!” she says, “Anakin, come with me!” She floats above the ground, like an enchanted creature. She always looked enchanted to me. I still feel suspicious if this is not a joke or if there is something wrong with my mind. She takes my hand and guides me to a dark, deserted room.
Suddenly a light draws over her. She shines as the two suns of Tatooine in this dark place.
Her light is reflecting on my black mask. She probably can’t see I’ve changed into
a…monster. She called me “Anakin”, but he is no more. Everything around him has no meaning to me. My past doesn’t concern me anymore, or does it? If it doesn’t, then why is she shining before me, like a ghost. She comes near me. Closes her eyes. She kisses me on my mask. But I can feel her lips on mine. So warm and sweet. How long has it been. Too long for me to remember. She, or whatever it is, is torturing me, like before, when I was with her alone. Our love was forbidden by my Jedi oath. But I didn’t care anymore about it. I broke it. My love was or is my priority. I don’t know what to think anymore since I’m seeing her right now. Is this a message that my bond with the dark side is over? My master cannot know about this. He will kill me! It doesn’t matter. I do not fear him! While he is my master, I feel my power is growing stronger, and his is getting weaker. Or maybe I am too overconfident. I am distracted by my thoughts, but she draws my attention again. “Anakin! Where is our son?” she asks. Our son, Luke! I am proud of him. He is getting more powerful, than I am, even the moment as I speak. The emperor doesn’t know my plan, or he wants me out of the way. He knows there can only be two! A master and an apprentice. I will be the master, and Luke my apprentice. Together we will rule the galaxy as father and son! The emperor wants him at our side. I know if I don’t succeed, his plan will work. If Luke gives in to the dark side by the emperor, it could be my doom. Luke still has to accept I am his father. He didn’t believe me at our fight on Bespin. He has to look inside his heart and feel the Dark Side is his destiny. It is of no matter. The longer it takes for him to accept, the more powerful he will become. It is only a matter of time. While I am thinking of my plan, she looks upon me with sad eyes. Maybe she knows now what has happened the last years. Suddenly the room changes. I don’t see the dark grey walls. I see a house at a lake. I walk to the balcony to see the mountains. In the water I see a reflection, but not of my black mask. But of my face, not wounded. It’s like I am still my young self. A padawan learner. I turn my face and see myself walking with Padmé. I remember this moment. I was assigned to protect her against an unknown assassin who turned out to be Jango Fett. It was the first time I kissed her. My head is hurting. I’m getting dizzy. The other me has disappeared. It is me now who is standing next to her as my younger self. It’s like I’ve gone back in time. History repeats itself. I look in her eyes. She looks in mine. She knows I’m up to something because of my smile. I kiss her sweet lips. It was and still is a magical moment. I feel both happy and sad. Cause I can experience this again it brings me pain and happiness. The world around me changes again. I see beautiful waterfalls. The sun shining on the grass. I see two people on a picnic. Wait! It is me again! It is me with her. I remember. I walk towards myself and her, but they don’t notice me. They just keep talking, like they can’t see me. We were talking about politicians. I didn’t like politicians. I still don’t like them. While I walk towards the sweet grass I see a reflection of my younger self in the lake. But again it changes, back to my normal self. The machine I am…Flowers are fading and crushed when I draw nearer and nearer to the two in love. Although they do not realise it. But I think I did. There was always an emotional connection with her from the moment I met her until now. The environment changes again. A dead woman lies in my arms. It is…my mother. She said how handsome I looked. If only she could see how hideous I’ve become…If only she could see me behind the mask. Would she still say that she’s proud of me. Indeed I have become powerful. But was that the reason she was so proud of me? I step outside. The hate in me is swelling again. Those Tusken Raiders were killed cause of the death of my mother. Now they can face the red blade over the blue blade. One once asked me if I had the right to kill them…and if I had the chance…would I do it again? I’ll give him an answer. The men, the women…yes even the children will feel my blade! I hear them crying, screaming, calling for help. But help won’t come! Die! Death is the only path you all deserve! The screaming doesn’t end. The crying…I can’t bare it anymore! I pick up my mother and ride back to the Lars’ homestead. But once I’m back…who will they see? The sad young man I was. Or the machine made out of hatred. I step off the speederbike. All of them look at me sad and surprised. Until now they didn’t know she was dead. The proof lies in my arms. I remember confessing the slaughter to Padmé. She said it was human to be angry. But I slaughtered those Tuskens again and I’m not human. Would she still accept what I have done? I find myself again in a different world. The arena of Geonosis. Padmé confesses her love to me. She tries to kiss me, but this time the mask blocks me, although she experiences it as a true kiss. Why does the mask block me now, while it didn’t before? Is it because I was growing closer to the Dark Side back then? My old mentor is hanging on one of the pillars. If I had the chance I would crush him with the pillar itself. But my powers are not as strong as they were in reality. I try to drop the pillar on him with my Force Powers. But then again…would it make a difference? The three of us escape on the Reek from the Acklay.
Jedi come to the rescue. It seemed like a good choice back then. But it killed so many of my friends and for what! For the Jedi it would have been better if they sacrificed me to Count Dooku. Maybe they would still be alive. They made the wrong choice rescuing us. But still I should thank them. If they didn’t rescue us I would miss lots of moments of happiness with the one I love. But in the end they deserved to die. So did Dooku! In the hanger he surprised me with Force lightning. But things are different now in this dream, this vision. I reflect the Force lightning with my bare hands. He doesn't get the chance to touch me. Now I am more powerful than he is! He can't lay a finger on me so he escapes. I let him escape. I know I will have my vengeance later on the Invisible Hand. I was reckless so he chopped off my right arm. Now...it doesn't matter anymore…
 

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Like I said when you showed me this earlier, it was a good idea to do first person because it is easier to show the struggle between light and dark in a charactor. Good Job!
 
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Thanks, I'm trying to show the good side of Vader, Luke talked about. But because I don't want to make it seem that he is a really good guy, I show conflicts in the text with his Dark Side, which makes it more realistic otherwise it would seem like I'm not talking about Vader at all...
 

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