Palpatine found himself standing in a white room. It was stark clean, just like any Imperial Starship. But that wasn't just it, he felt, odd. He looked down at himself. He no longer wore his traditional robes he had worn for so long, nor was he wearing senatorial attire, but it certainty would belong in the Senate. He was wearing a sharp black suit and a tie. Beyond odd indeed.

His attention was brought to the floor to ceiling window that looked over the ocean. Wherever he was, was placed right on the ocean side cliff.

What happened? One moment he was on an Imperial Starship, and now he was here? Had the relic worked? Perhaps it was a portal, but had it really brought him the power he so desired? Many questions went through Palpatine's mind. He sat down and put his face in his hands. He slowly took his face away from his hands and slowly touched his face. His face was normal. The scars and damage he received from Mace Windu years ago were gone. But that wasn't the only thing that was gone. All signs of the dark side force within him were gone.

He looked up and noticed someone walking towards him. It was Anakin Skywalker, but his scars were mostly healed. It was as if the duel on Mustafar never happened.

"What have you done?!" Anakin shouted out.

Palpatine found it odd hearing Anakin and not Vader. "I believe I have created an alternate universe. One where I have more power and where all will suffer!"

Anakin looked down at his hand. It was not robotic, but his human flesh. "That means that...there's a chance that...Padmé!"

Anakin ran out of the building as fast as he could. Palpatine didn't bother to stop him. There was more he had to worry about. He still didn't understand what had happened. How were both Anakin and himself healed from past damage?

Anakin ran into the streets but found himself frozen in his tracks. Where was he? Yes, he was near an ocean, but what was this place? There were vehicles that looked like speeders, but they didn't hover, and they had wheels? Odd. He glanced around and saw a skyline of a city in the distance. He didn't even know where to begin if he were to find Padmé.

He sighed and called upon the force to guide him, but he had no force. He almost screamed. Despite his anger, he had to find Padmé . There was a chance she was still alive, and that he could apologize.

He continued to search the streets. He passed many buildings that appeared to be homes. Some people were walking and gave him odd glares. Most didn't care. He sighed and sat down on a bench. Maybe this was a new world, but Padmé couldn't have changed much. He glanced back at the city not too far ahead. Padmé was a senator, and she lived in the city. Not much could've changed.

It took him longer than he hoped, but he had made it to the city. He saw signs that read 'San Diego'. He never heard of this place in his whole life. He walked on the streets of the city. There were a lot of people in professional clothes he found rather odd.

He stopped at every building and tried to read the words. He couldn't. What was this language? He stopped at one building and something told him to go inside. Perhaps the force within him wasn't completely gone.

He entered the building, although he did have some struggles with the door. He had never seen one like it ever before.

He tried to walk further inside, but a man standing at a desk gave him odd glares. Anakin decided to speak to him.

"Uh, hi, I'm looking for Padmé," Anakin said awkwardly. He gave a slight smile so he wouldn't look so odd, but it probably made him look odder. Hopefully this guy spoke basic.

The man raised an eyebrow but spoke into some odd speaking device. "Hello, Amidala household. You have a visitor."

Whoever was on the other side spoke and the man allowed him up and gave him the apartment number and floor.

Anakin struggled once more, this time with finding the apartment, but thankfully he did. He took a deep breath and knocked.

A blond boy opened the door. Anakin had no idea who he was, but he did look familiar.

"Hey, Mom, we have a visitor!" the boy called out. He smiled at Anakin.

"I'll be there in a second, Luke!"

That was Padmé's voice. Anakin knew it. But this boy was  calling her mom? Was this his son? How?! What did Palpatine do?!

Someone else came to the door but it wasn't Luke. It was a young girl. His sister.

"Where are you going?" Luke asked his sister, Leia.

"I'm going out with some friends. We're planning on going to the local food drive. It's just one way we can help others."

Of course she was doing something noble like that. Luke sighed, he'd love to go out and do things like his sister, but somehow his mom always needed him. "Mom?! We have a visitor!"

"Luke, I said just a second!" Padmé called out.

Anakin's heart stoppd when he saw her. She was older, but just as beautiful.

"Um, hello. I'm Padmé, this is my son, Luke, and that was  my daughter, Leia. Who might you be?"

Anakin's face became pale and he felt nauseous. Padmé didn't remember him.