Drabbling (Take 4) -- SW Drabble(and a ½): Guilty
This is shite for the most part; disregard it. I wrote it to make myself feel better. It helped...not really.
Title: Guilty
Author: Curt Kenobi
Fandom: Star Wars
Summary: AU drabble (and a half), in which Anakin realises all his wrongs, and there’s only one right to be seen.
Rating: T (for character death/that whole permanent solution…)
Disclaimer: Georgie didn’t off him in Ep3; Ani’s still semi-alive and all his.
Word Count: 150
A/N: I needed something quick to get out a sudden onslaught of emotions, and what better why than via another borderline personality disorder-suffering killer of futures?
-----w-h-a-t---h-a-v-e---I---b-e-c-o-m-e---?-----
I hate him. He’s wronged me. He’s weak....
...But his words are getting through to me.
“She’s dead, Anakin. You’ve killed the woman who loved you - the child you could have raised. They whom you loved.”
He’s lying - but his eyes are brilliant, honest blue…
“You’ve killed children who did nothing but aspire to be a Knight like you” -
Shut up, Obi-Wan.
-“Your mother raised you better. She raised you with an open heart - what happened, Anakin?”
That struck, and shattered within. Oh, gods, I don’t know. I don’t know when things became a distorted black and white - where I went wrong - I just realise that I am.
I’ve killed so many…. Needlessly.
There’s no atonement for my deeds - nothing I can say or do.
I’m evil.
There’s only one way to deal with evil.
And as simply as turning the hilt toward my chest, I hit the ignition switch.
(The lyric in the break is from “Hurt” by Nine Inch Nails.)
Title: Guilty
Author: Curt Kenobi
Fandom: Star Wars
Summary: AU drabble (and a half), in which Anakin realises all his wrongs, and there’s only one right to be seen.
Rating: T (for character death/that whole permanent solution…)
Disclaimer: Georgie didn’t off him in Ep3; Ani’s still semi-alive and all his.
Word Count: 150
A/N: I needed something quick to get out a sudden onslaught of emotions, and what better why than via another borderline personality disorder-suffering killer of futures?
-----w-h-a-t---h-a-v-e---I---b-e-c-o-m-e---?-----
I hate him. He’s wronged me. He’s weak....
...But his words are getting through to me.
“She’s dead, Anakin. You’ve killed the woman who loved you - the child you could have raised. They whom you loved.”
He’s lying - but his eyes are brilliant, honest blue…
“You’ve killed children who did nothing but aspire to be a Knight like you” -
Shut up, Obi-Wan.
-“Your mother raised you better. She raised you with an open heart - what happened, Anakin?”
That struck, and shattered within. Oh, gods, I don’t know. I don’t know when things became a distorted black and white - where I went wrong - I just realise that I am.
I’ve killed so many…. Needlessly.
There’s no atonement for my deeds - nothing I can say or do.
I’m evil.
There’s only one way to deal with evil.
And as simply as turning the hilt toward my chest, I hit the ignition switch.
(The lyric in the break is from “Hurt” by Nine Inch Nails.)