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War, it doesn't seem to end. But the life of Anakin Skywalker leads him to a padawan named Ahoska Tano. Her grandmaster, Obi-wan Kenobi, a man she looks up to as well. Ever since, they've landed back on Coruscant, he's a bit more tired than average and Obi-wan isn't quite sure what to do let alone to make of the war they face. Separation, sadness and love all seem to be something Anakin learns over time Oh shocker, Obi-wan is a wisecrack the entire time and he tries to be sane when they land on earth. Partial canon to Star Wars otherwise naw, its past canon its just out there. All characters, places, and things belong to rightful owners.

The Clone Wars raged across the galaxy bringing terror and destruction. Anakin Skywalker is an arrogant, stubborn, Jedi. Addison Avery is his feisty, just as argumentative counterpart. Both recovering from tainted pasts, pairing up the worst Jedi Knight with the best Knight seems like the worst decision ever right? Well, you're right. It was. Greek Tragedy ~ a play in which the protagonist, usually a person of importance and outstanding personal qualities, falls to disaster through the combination of a personal failing and circumstances with which he or she cannot deal ~ Anakin's jaw clenched at the jab, but he kept his focus. "And I'm not the with a false sense of pride--charity case." The tension between Addy and Anakin was a tangible force in the monastery's dark corridor. "A charity case? That's really what you think I am?" Addy's voice was a venomous whisper, her anger barely contained. "You know nothing of my past, you arrogant fool." Anakin's chest brushed against her back, catching up to her pace. "And I'd like to know nothing of it." His words sliced through her like a saber stab. The girl whipped around, shoving her saber at his neck. It hummed, the blue glow illuminating the generals ethereal features in the dark corridor. "Just stay out of my fucking way, General Skywalker." His brows furrowed, a frown slowly forming on his lips. Their eyes locked. With a light wave of his hand, he force pushed the girl against the wall. Her saber fell, the blade disengaging on the ground. Anakin slowly walked up, his blue eyes looking like obsidian in the shadows. Standing over her, Skywalker grabbed her neck with his mechanical hand. His touch was cold despite the glove covering the robotic forearm. His grip tightened, and she let out a soft gasp. Skywalker's saber ignited, and held it directly at her throat. His breath hit the tip of her nose as she squirmed under his touch, "Do not ever, disrespect me. Commander Avery." SLOW BURN!!!!

The hall was empty and dark, a mist laying over the ground like a veil. The temple felt like a beating heart of something maleficent and fierce, swallowing everything it could touch whole. She could feel his hatred growing stronger with each step she took. It was a weight that pressed down on her, forcing the air from her lungs and making it hard to breathe. She was drowning in his fury, feeling herself slip away from reality with each passing second. That was what it was. Pure madness, echoing through the halls and intensifying a hundredfold each moment. Feet stopped dead in their tracks, eyes closed and focussing on the force. Through it she felt his eyes, his dark, maleficent eyes focussed on her through the shadows. He shifted through the mists, the ripples in the air reaching her and spiking her senses. Lyanna opened her eyes, focussing on the dark figure that was hiding in the darkness. "Show yourself." She could see nothing but two yellow orbs, like the eyes of a predator, prowling through the mist. To say he frightened her would be an understatement. "The doctor." He chuckled, the mad sound echoing through the halls and sending chills up her spine. Her hand instinctively went out to her lightsaber, her thumb pressing against the button and her eyes trained on his figure. "I was hoping for Kenobi." His voice was low and threatening. Maul stepped out of the shadows, his eyes glaring at her from afar as he ignited his double-bladed lightsaber at his side. The red casted eery shadows on his dark face, his yellow orbs flaring with pure hatred as he snarled. "Why are you here?"

A Chosen One shall come, born of no father, and through him will ultimate balance in the Force be restored. Throughout the galaxy, many had heard the prophecy of the Chosen One. Since the discovery of Anakin Skywalker, a majority of the Jedi Order were convinced they'd found the one who'd bring balance to the Force. Instead, Anakin Skywalker caused the downfall of the Jedi and the rise of power for the Dark Side. With Darth Vader the Dark Side grew strong yet in the end, he killed the Emperor, not only redeeming himself but also finally restoring balance to the Force as the prophecy had foretold. But by the time balance was restarted it was already too late... The Dark Side of the Force had a grip on the galaxy that the Light simply couldn't match. The only way balance could be restored was by making that Anakin Skywalker fulfilled his role as the Chosen One without falling into darkness first. [TIME TRAVEL AU]

It was said before...dark times approach as the sun and the moon go by, and it was true. Everyone that could, as well as everyone that couldn't, were able to feel it somehow. That darkness felt like a knot in the throat, a tickle in the pit of the stomach, a shiver in the bones...and it felt closer. The Clone Wars continued to escalate and they seemed to have no end, our heroes grew tired everyday and wondered if this could be called "a life" anymore; their happiness seemed to last merely seconds, specially since the team no longer is what it once was. However, not everything is sadness, not everything is sorrow. There's also love, there's also happiness, and most importantly, there's hope. Hope that everything will get better, hope that there could be a bright future for the Galaxy and it's inhabitants. The questions that remained were if this light could defeat the darkness, if good could overcome evil, if people could remain happy, if love was really the strongest power, if angels could turn into demons and if those angels could defeat demons or if demons could turn back into angels. There's only one way to find out, by travelling through the second part of this story. We'll watch the Battle of the Heroes, we'll listen to the Duel of the Fates and we'll see if there's a New Hope. We'll see if good prevails or if it is defeated by the shadows once and for all. Only love and death are the change of it all. i do not own the STAR WARS cinematic universe nor its characters besides Allana Naberrie. ALL RIGHTS TO DISNEY & LUCASFILM anakin skywalker x o. c HIGHEST RANKINGS: • #2 in allana • #5 in sith lord

"Knighted you shall be, Anakin Skywalker," Yoda said, his voice trying to be calm and wise, but it only grated on Anakin's nerves. "A general, the Republic needs. Lead a battalion of clones, you will." Anakin stared at Yoda, then at the other Masters. His gaze fell on Obi-Wan, who sat in his new seat, looking all calm and collected, as if nothing about this situation was strange or wrong. The Council, the Republic, the clones, the war-it was all barreling ahead like a speeder with no brakes, and no one seemed to think that maybe, just maybe, they were heading straight for disaster. The silence stretched, the air thick with tension. The Council waited for his response. They expected him to jump at the chance-become a Jedi Knight, a general, lead troops into battle. Save the Republic. Once upon a time, he would have jumped at the chance of being the hero. But now, is not then. "Yeah, no," Anakin said finally, leaning back in his chair like he was bored out of his mind.

A world where even the stars shed tears, a dark realm built upon the bones of a glorious era. Once Vallora, the sacred cradle of creation, it became the eternal prison of Anakin, the Fallen God. Consumed by betrayal, he forged the Vampiric Empire, sustained by the blood of those he once vowed to protect. Millennia hardened his heart, turning love and hope into forgotten echoes, while humanity, shadows of their former greatness, crawl beneath the rule of his corrupted creation. Yet, in the abyss that consumes him, an echo lingers: the promise of a lost love, the fragile thread defying the void. When the past resurfaces to unearth ancient wounds, it is not redemption that awaits but a brutal confrontation between what was destroyed and what can never be restored. ANAKIN!AU | ANAKINXREADER | VAMPIRE!ANAKIN | VAMPIRE FANFIC

Burn bright and burn true, burn like one billion suns. Jedi are among the worthy, but to many, Jedi are among the hypocrites of the galaxy. The Jedi Order is not full of heroes, it's full of liars, of heathens. Those who see the Jedi in a different light are seen as the enemy, anyone who dares to question the Jedi Order is automatically branded as a Sith. Anyone who wields a red lightsaber must be a Sith, they must have fallen to the dark side... but what if they haven't? What if thee who wields the blood saber isn't the enemy, but rather a skeptic? What if thee who challenges the Skywalker Jedi isn't a Sith... but just a woman who was born into a galaxy that blindly trusts the Jedi order? Just a woman who has seen the Jedi fail those who were desperate for their help?

After her one night encounter with Lord Vader, she seeks out her destiny, hoping to discover her True North. Book 1 of... Published: 2/28/21 Completed: 5/16/21 Fixed chapter order, added Index, & character castings: 1/11/22 --- *PLEASE READ WARNINGS* Mature content, may contain triggering themes, such as, but not limited to: coercion, non-consensual, submission, pain, blood, PTSD, and more. --- I don't own any of the Star Wars characters, just the OG storyline. Cover image: Standard License applies

LEILANI SERENNO bridged the past and the present, born into a family of cruelty and then groomed to fulfil a role in the grand scheme of things. She was a puppet manipulated by her brother, ensnared in a larger narrative orchestrated by the Force. Yet, a crucial error changed everything-what was meant to render her compliant instead transformed her into a leader, one feared enough not to be feasted upon. She became the will of the Force. While OBI-WAN KENOBI only ever focused on the future, constantly fearing the moment he'd have to let everything go. His mind was a storm of thoughts, neurons racing through the shadows of his memories, as he navigated the world. An impeccable pilot, who didn't like to fly; a devastating warrior who rather did not fight. A negotiator without a peer who preferred to sit alone in a cave and meditate. TOGETHER, they were everything. Past, present and future, the most important pieces of the game. Complementary; two parts of a whole. --- obi-wan kenobi x oc cover by me !! intro gif by @svperboy & @courscants !! ©️ 2024 1st on #countdooku; 04/25/2024 ♡