No! No! Please! Anakin!

Again, Vader awoke, his eyes frantically searching the room around him where he had stayed, waking up from his horrible nightmare, about Padmé. After all of this, he still couldn't get her out of his mind. After what Darth Sidious had told him what to do, to make him join the Dark Side, he still wasn't sure how to get Padmé out of his mind.

Vader looked around the room, seeing that he was in the medical bay in the Jedi Temple. Who brought him here?

"Ah... You're awake."

Suddenly Vader turns around on the medical table to face the voice who was talking to him, and it was Sidious. The Dark Lord, who took everything from him as well.

"Yes, my Master... Why am I here?" Vader looks down at his arm, an IV running through his veins. He held up his arm to examine it, wondering what was being pumped through his blood.

"I'm afraid when I came to Mustafar to find you, you were blacked out on the landing platform... It seems in your anger, you made yourself black out, and fall asleep... So I took it upon myself to bring you here, " The Dark Lord spat, his voice was even deformed because of the lightning Mace Windu had retracted back to him. Sidious paced the room, examine the different droid that entered, taking the IV out of his arm, now that he was awake.

Vader nodded, rubbing the spot where the needle had been taken out of him. Then he looked up at Sidious, wondering what had happened to Padmé. Maybe he foresaw where Obi-Wan had taken her, what had happened.

"Where is Padmé? Is she safe? Is she alright?" Vader wondered. After all, he didn't join the Dark Side for nothing, he did it for her. His new powers could save her. He was no longer limited in what he could use in the Force, from what Sidious told him, he could stop her from dying. I'm a long time, this had made Anakin feel hopeful, and not forgotten. He loved Padmé, she made him feel happy, and loved. He couldn't lose her. He just couldn't.

Darth Sidious was hesitant to answer, as he stopped in his tracks from pacing in the room, his head lowering down, as if wanting to hide something from him.

Vader sat up straight, interested in what his Master was going to tell him.  His eyes were locked on to the Dark Lord, realizing that something might be wrong, as he hesitated to answer Vader's question.

"It seems... In your anger, you killed her..." Sidious notices, his head lowering away from Vader.

Anakin's heart sunk. His heart shattered into a million pieces, his mind unable to comprehend the pain he was going through. Anakin sunk to his knees, falling off the table, his hands started to tremble, as he was at a loss for words.

"No... No... " he cried. He couldn't accept it. She wasn't dead. He could bring her back! The Dark Side of the Force was capable of that... Right? He had to find a way. Maybe Sidious could help him, or Obi-Wan... No. "I-I couldn't have... She was alive! I felt it!"

Anakin curled up into a ball, rocking back and forth, silently sobbing away. This is how he would go insane. This is how Anakin Skywalker truly dies. This is how peace disintegrates.

Slowly, everything around him starting crunching up, aluminum tanks filled with fluid popped, the loud sound of metal scraping against one another. Droids were being crushed by the sheer power of the Force, the medical bed breaking in half, and this was all caused by Anakin. Not Vader, but Anakin. He was angry, broken, sad, for he was subdued by hearing the death of Padmé.

Anakin, being like the small and afraid boy he was on Tatooine all those years ago, was once again a slave to the darkness, a slave to anger, a slave to Sidious. He knew he would never be set free. The whole room started to shake, then without a burst of energy, he sent Sidious flying back against the wall; flashes of Padmé coming into Anakin's head, as he was reminded of the pain he inflicted upon her. Then just like his trembling, real, hot tears started flooding down his face. Images of him choking her with the Force, throwing her on to the ground, yelling at her, causing her pain... He hated everything he did.

Darth Sidious however enjoyed his pain, his hatred. He knew what a powerful apprentice Darth Vader would be... Honestly, it scared him a little, but he would never let him notice that. He smiled, his yellow teeth coming into view just to match his yellow Sith eyes. He then, let out a slow, maniacal laugh, nodding his head in approval of his new apprentice.

Finally, the room stopped shifting, as Anakin had calmed down. In disbelief, Vader arose from his position, his hands still trembling, looking at the Emperor in rage.

"You told me you could save her, " Vader reminded his Master, knocking medical instruments off a tray in rage. He whipped around, glaring at Sidious, his eyes filled with curiosity and joy. He knew it, Sidious loved to see him in pain.

Sidious, sat up, standing above Vader, holding his old feeble hands out of his dark cloak. "Padmé is dead, my friend. Even the power of the Dark Side cannot bring her back," he spat, looking at Vader, dissapointed in him. Then he knew that Vader would sulk on this pain for the rest of his life... He knew that only this would make him more powerful. "But in her death... She has given you a gift. "

Vader, tired of Sidious, he raised up his hand, trying to Force choke him, but being the powerful Sith Lord he Sidious was, he somehow blocked the Force choke, becoming angry with him.

"Pain!" Sidious shouts in his gravelly voice, using Force lightning to intimidate his apprentice. From his finger tips, Sidious sends the lightning onto his apprentice, making him writhe in pain.

Vader yelled out, begging for his master to stop, but he knew the Sith showed no mercy. He was going to have to accept that.

Eventually Sidious stopped, retracting the lightning, leaving Vader's dark brown cloaks fried, smoke rising from them, along with his body breathless. He took his hands, wrapping them back under his cloak, lowering his head down to see Darth Vader, who laid on the floor, with his chest rising up and down from the pain.

"Now... You must choose," he mumbles, pacing around Vader's body. "Will you accept that gift? Will you use it... Or, will you die?" he asks, making Vader choose.

Vader sits up, holding his hand in front of his face, hoping that the Dark Lord wouldn't shoot his lightning in his face again.

"I... will live, " he says weakly, accepting his fate into the Sith.

Sidious cackles wickedly, nodding his head slowly in acceptance. "Good... " Sidious started walking out of the room, with Vader getting up and walking by his side. "And now... " Swiftly, Sidious turns back around, shocking Vader once again with his Force lightning, making him fall to the ground.

Vader yelled in pain, electricity spiking through his bones, his skeleton being shown because of how much voltage was being put into his body.

"Where is your lightsaber Lord Vader?!" hissed Darth Sidious, increasing the voltage on to his apprentice, his training in the Dark Side already beginning. "Use it's power! Defend yourself!"

Vader suffered, trying to sit up and show no weakness, he managed to cough up the reason why he no longer had it. "Lost... In the fight with Obi-Wan... He... He took it, " cried Vader, trying to push the lightning back with the Force.

"NO!" Shouted Sidious, being very angry with Vader he continued to increase his voltage, making his apprentice fall to the floor, hardly unable to take it any longer. Sidious knew what he was doing. He would inflict pain upon him, making him angry, then he would use his power to make him more powerful in the Dark Side.

Fortunately, Sidious saw the damage he was causing to his apprentice, ceasing his Force lightning, leaving Vader thankful, and breathless. He then once again his his old and mishapen fingers back under his dark cloak.

"That blade belonged to another... A Jedi, " Sidious hissed, reminding Vader that he was no longer Anakin, and he had to move on from his old self. He was a Sith Lord now, a terror to the galaxy, who would rule with an iron fist. He could not go back to the selfless Jedi he once was.

"You are a Sith, " Sidious reminds him, taking out his lightsaber, igniting it, the red bleeding blade lighting up the dark room. "I realize this has been a traumatic time for you, but if you touch me with the Force again, I will finish was Kenobi could not, " he threatens, pointing his red saber at his pupil, to show him that the Sith truly showed no mercy.

Vader looked up at his master, understanding that there should be no weaknesses shown in the way of the Sith. Smoke continued to rise off of his fried cloak as he got up and kneeled before his master.

"You are my friend, Lord Vader. I do hope that we never find ourselves in this position again, " Sidious told him, sheathing his red blade, the familiar sound echoing throughout the room. "Rise. The great work must continue. "

Vader listened to his master, rising off of his knees standing up behind Darth Sidious, as he continued to walk out the room. Vader stopped, thinking about how awful everything had been, just in the past day his life took an automatic turn. From being the well known and most cheered for Jedi, to the man who slaughtered the whole Jedi Temple. He couldn't think of anything else but anger and hatred towards those who inflicted pain upon him... Even his own master.

Suddenly Sidious halted in his tracks, making Vader stop behind him. Sidious slowly lowered his head, his evil cackle rising up beneath the hood, as if he could read Vader's mind. "You think of revenge... You wish to leave, to find the source of all your pain. I can sense it. "

Vader nodded, agreeing with his master. He wanted to find Obi-Wan, to kill him slowly and painfully, for taking the woman he loved, and his family. He knew he could've saved her if he made it to her in time, but Obi-Wan took her from him. He could've brought her back to Sidious, to help her heal, as Vadrt had done enough damage to her body already.

"Set such feelings aside. Your personal vendettas pale next to the needs of our galactic empire," he reminds him, letting Vader know the he was nothing more than a tool, a delivery boy to Darth Sidious. Vader had already figured this out, but where else was there to go? He had nothing left. He could not overthrow the emperor... No, not right now anyway.

"Yes master... But may I ask, what was that fluid being pumped into my veins just awhile ago? It did not look familiar, " Vader wonders, stepping up beside Darth Sidious.

Under his black hood, Sidious smirks, his attention being focused on the course in front of him. "My apprentice... It was for you, so you could be able to bear the pain when I strike my lightning on you... Again, let us hope we never have to cross that path again, " he says, his grin fading as he finishes his sentence.

Vader nods, throwing his hood over his face, hiding his evil Sith eyes that he was ashamed of, for he had not yet fully embraced the Dark Side yet.

"Now, " Sidious says again, approaching a dark and empty room. "We will get you out of these Jedi clothes, for these belonged to another. You are a Sith now, you will need proper attire... My droids have perfected the perfect attire for you. "

As Vader steps into the room with his master, three service droids rush in, delivering a rack of Vader's material. On the rack was a black cloak, armor, black boots, and a black tunic like his current brown one, but covered in more armor.

Vader steps up to the rack, taking the armor off, examining it. It was a little heavy, but not too much. It was light enough to where he could hold it up easily with both hands, but heavy enough to where he had to use two. It was black, and made out of a special metal, which he could not tell right on the spot. It looked like it draped perfectly right over the tunic, like his old black leather on his brown one he was wearing right now. Attached to the armor, there were black gloves and gauntlets that offered special protection to his arms.

"Does it look acceptable?" Sidious asked, looking at the armor, then at his apprentice.

Without really thinking much of it, Vader just nods, still examining the armor.

"Good, good... I am glad you like it, Lord Vader. Now, get dressed... We have the whole city of Coruscant waiting for us," Sidious nods to him, leaving the dark room, only the city lights of Coruscant lighting it up, from the huge window that was in the room. As Sidious left, the metal door slid shut, leaving Vader to himself, and only to his thoughts.

While taking off all of his garments, Vader couldn't help but think of all the events that just happened in the past twenty-four hours. One moment he was hugging Padmé, telling her that his loyalties remained with the chancellor... Then the next he remembered trying to kill his best friend, his brother.

No, he was Anakin's friend, Vader's enemy, and Padmé's death was a gift. It brought him pain, with something cling on to when he needed to use the Dark Side most. Sidious had said it himself, her pain helps him. He just had to know how to use it.

Finishing up, Anakin looked at himself in the mirror, seeing his body covered in head to toe in black, his black cloak covering his face like his past Jedi cloak did. He hated it, he hated who he had become. He wanted to scream and claw at Vader to take it off, to put the Jedi robes back on, to find the light side once again, to bring balance to the Force.

However, on the other hand, Vader nodded, seeming very fond of the robes. He liked how they matched with his new Sith eyes. Vader reached for his lightsaber on his belt like he always did to make sure it was there before he headed out, but it wasn't, as he once again remembered how Obi-Wan took it in battle. Brushing his hair out of his face, Vader fixed his hood, walking out of his dark room, and into the hallway ready to meet his master, and introduce himself to Coruscant as Darth Vader.

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"Good Anakin good... Kill him, kill him now. " -Darth Sidious.