Author Topic: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - UPDATED 12/29! - Chapter 29 (3/3) !
Padlei 
Registered: Mar '03
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Date Posted: 5/24/06 8:55am Subject: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - UPDATED 12/29! - Chapter 29 (3/3) ! - Date Edited: 12/29/08 11:05am (66 edits total) Edited By: Padlei
Shattered glass


Time period : ROTS AU
Characters: Anakin/Vader, Padmé mainly.
Rating: PG13.
Genre: Angst.
Summary: Instead of going to Anakin on Mustafar Padmé thinks better of it at the last minute and decides to wait for him to go back to Coruscant like she told him she would. But what Obi-Wan told her has shaken her and she quickly realizes the Anakin coming back to her is not really her husband…
A/N: Plot bunny bit me out of nowhere after listening to some comments by the Flannelled One himself on the ROTS commentary… And I realized that all the events were in part due to Padmé not waiting for Anakin. If she never went to Mustafar, Obi-Wan was unable to find Anakin and so on...

A/N 2: This fic doesn't have anything to do with Hayden Christensen's movie (I haven't even seen it tongue ) the title just made sense here. wink

Warning: It's going to be angsty. Anakin has turned to the dark side after all. wink

Thanks so much to leia_naberrie for beta-ing this story and listening to my incessant babbling! hugs hugs


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Without further ado, here's the prologue. It is short but Chapter 1 should come soon.




Prologue





A lone figure stood in the darkness, appraising the form covered by the bed sheets silently. It stood in the doorway, listening, staring, unable to move. The form beneath the covers stirred slightly, curls moving on the pillow. The silent eyes watched the strands of hair spilling on the mattress. They roamed, caressing the gentle curves appearing to their attention. The figure moved out of the doorway, walking soundlessly into the room, shadowing the woman’s face.

The light barely filtered through the blinds and yet she was still beautiful.

The shadow amplified on her face, as the figure bent down towards her, gloved fingers tracing the contours of the face. Barely touching, hovering over the skin. The fingers got bolder, rested on the smooth skin. It traced small patterns on the cheek.

The face moved. Eyelashes flickered. Brown eyes opened silently. A frown marred her delicate features and then liquid filled the very eyes that went straight to his soul. Her lips opened slightly, revealing a name, whispered with longing and love and acceptance.

“Anakin…”

The whisper echoed in the silent room. The figure stiffened even when small hands escaped the cool sheets and reached out to the face concealed by the dark hood. The fingertips began to caress the rough skin.

The dark figure straightened this time, away from the delicate touch, away from the brown inquisitive eyes and the warmth of the body underneath the bed sheets. Away from the light in her eyes. She straightened slightly in her bed, sitting up, silky nightgown clinging to her curves like a second skin. The brown eyes seemed to pierce through the dark cloak, even partially concealed by the darkness and his shadow covering her. The figure took a step back, retreating backwards to the window. She frowned and her legs elegantly flipped over her side. Her face was completely illuminated as she got up slowly. The eyes under the hood went immediately to the bulge under the silk as she moved.

“Anakin…”

The name was repeated again, seemingly not belonging to anyone in this room. It dropped into the silence that stretched between the two silent figures standing soundlessly in the dark room.

She didn’t seem to care though. Steps taken towards the figure. Hands plunging inside the warmth of the cloak. Brown hair caressing the rough chin, hidden under the hood. A sigh against the chest covered by leather. By layers that did not mean a thing any longer. Those layers, this cloak, this tunic did not embody anything.

From the window of her room, one could still see the smoke erupting from the Jedi temple further away. Bodies still lay across the floor, immobile beside their discarded weapons. The weapon that still clung to the figure’s hip.

An insult to the Jedi.

A testament to a new era.

There was much to tell the woman in the figure’s arms. There was much to convince her of.

But in the end, it could not be otherwise. Too much had been sacrificed. Too much had been lost, changed to embody the security offered to her.

No longer would she be afraid. No longer would she know war, death or destruction. The figure was immobile while she sighed against the chest. It stood tall, strong, indestructible, protecting her of this entire world outside, threatening to engulf her and the child inside her.

She was safe. She was alive.

And she was murmuring a name that should not be heard in the sanctuary of her room.

Or should it?

The name resonated louder as she looked up, brown eyes filled with tears, hands reaching up to smooth the outlines of the face covered by darkness. The hands gently removed the hood, revealing hair, ruffled and dirty and a human face. The eyes scrutinized her again even as she tentatively inched closer and her lips pressed against the rough skin of his cheek. They pressed there, barely, fleetingly, soft against hard, warm against cold.

The glove reached up and tangled in the long, ruffled hair and brought her closer, the bulge beneath her nightgown pressing against the dark cloak. It pressed her closer as hard and demanding lips closed over hers. The soft lips complied, knowing hands burying inside the longish hair as his face bent closer to hers.

The dark figure disappeared.

Anakin Skywalker embraced his wife in the dark, unforgiving night.



 

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CrazyAni 
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Date Posted: 5/24/06 9:07am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue - Date Edited: 5/24/06 9:10am (1 edits total) Edited By: CrazyAni
Wow...wow..what a chilly beginning! I agree with you, many of the late RotS events happened due to Padme not waiting for Anakin.

Even it's still early, I really hope that you'll redeem Anakin at the end. As long as you don't put him into the suit, I'm perfectly content with human Vader, anyway. tongue blush Just kidding, I'll still read it with cyborg Vader.

If you're going to have a PM list for this story, may I be on it? Thanks in advance! happy

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PS: your signature says something of being delusional...If you refer to Harry Potter books, I happen to be delusional as well! I was a passionate supporter of Pumpkin Pie (Harry/Hermione), and I still think that they belong together! Big fat dot, no contradictions! CrazyAni is always right. wink

 

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Star_Angel 
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Date Posted: 5/24/06 9:12am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue
Wow, just wow, I loved every part of this, it was amazing, wonderful job Padlei, and do you think that you could pm me when you update? Thanks hugs

 

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Date Posted: 5/24/06 9:12am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue
grin Wow! What an incredible beginning!

Oh, Padlei - I can already tell I am going to love this. Please put me on the PM list. I'll be watching this with GREAT interest!!

Looking forward to the next post!

 

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Date Posted: 5/24/06 12:09pm Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue
A very dark and chilling beginning with a ray of light at the end. Great work! Add me to your PM list, please. peace

 

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Daenarrah 
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Date Posted: 5/24/06 4:15pm Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue
What a beginning - stunning, chilling. The darkness of it and the "dark figure" really do a great job of setting the tone for the fic.

Padmé's naivette, as it were, is portrayed very well here. You can tell she wants to believe everything is going to be all right, that Anakin is and is going to be all right.

Then Anakin's back at the end. Padmé's not going to like what he's become.

You must add me to your PM list. praying I don't want to miss a moment of this.

 

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Date Posted: 5/24/06 4:43pm Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue
I like this. Can you PM me updates?

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Date Posted: 5/24/06 5:20pm Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue
add me to the pm list as well.. quite interesting.

 

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Padlei 
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Date Posted: 5/26/06 7:57am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Prologue - Date Edited: 5/26/06 8:13am (1 edits total) Edited By: Padlei
Hi! Here for some replies. Chapter 1 is right below. wink

CrazyAni

Wow...wow..what a chilly beginning!

Thanks! That's the atmosphere I wanted to create. happy

Even it's still early, I really hope that you'll redeem Anakin at the end.

mischief You know I can't reply to that, don't you?

As long as you don't put him into the suit, I'm perfectly content with human Vader, anyway.

LOL. I don't think that's much of a big deal so I can reveal that there will be no Cyborg!Vader. tongue The events on Mustafar never happened since Padmé never went there. And... as you will see, it changes a lot of things regarding Obi-Wan and co... wink

You're on the PM list. happy Thanks for reading!

BTW shock grin You're delusional too! hugs I'm a believer in H/Hr too. Heh. I'm always right when it comes to ships too so I have trouble picturing anything than that in Book 7 no matter what a certain someone says. wink


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Thanks so much! grin Of course, you're on the PM list. wink


VA_Parky

Thanks! grin I'm so glad to see you following this. happy And you're on the PM list too. happy

The next post is right below. wink

Mr_Dagobah

A very dark and chilling beginning with a ray of light at the end.

That was exacly what I was going for. happy I'm glad to see you here, fellow Thwarted fate reader. wink

You're on the PM list. happy


Daenarrah

Thanks for your comments! happy Padmé is indeed a little bit naive but it's going to change quickly. worried

To become Vader, Anakin has to be detached and immune to emotions or he wouldn't be able to do what he did. And that's how he is when he comes back to Padmé.

Padmé's not going to like what he's become

sad Indeed. I can't tell more but her reaction to Anakin's change is what is going to tear her apart.

You're on the PM list too. happy

DarthVaderette

Thanks for stopping by. happy You're on the PM list.

FitJedi

You're added too. Thanks for reading! happy


All right, folks, here's the first chapter. It is a little bit like the calm before the storm.

A/N: Those of you who read Reflection will see some parallels between the two fics. [face_happy]


Enjoy!





Chapter 1






His lips left hers an instant later. She pressed herself still closer, curls caressing his face soothingly, warmth washing over him through her body. Hands buried inside his hair almost frantically as she pulled away, searching his face.

“Anakin…” she breathed, “I’ve been so, so worried…” She stammered.

The accent in her voice was true; she was shaking with fear.

“I’m fine, my love.”

The words sounded hollow even to his ears. They were everything his earlier words, then, behind that pillar, were not. He sounded comforting, almost lethargic in his happiness but it was a lie.

She seemed to sense it for she smoothed the sides of his face between her warm palms. It failed to provide the comfort it once brought him. Her embrace was shallow and cold where it was once warm and soothing.

“Are you hurt?”

Her brown eyes searched his and he smiled. The smile didn’t reach his eyes though.

“I’m all right. The war is over. Everything will be all right.”

The comforting, soft tone of his voice made her shiver and she frowned. He never again wanted to see her beautiful face marred by a frown. He would see to whatever was troubling her. She would get everything. This world, the galaxy, the whole Universe if needed to be.

Everything.

He would see to it.

“The Separatists leaders are all dead. The Holonet proclaimed it earlier today.” She whispered in the darkness.

But in her voice, there was no contentment or gratitude.

There was fear and mistrust. She was hiding something; he could see it in her eyes. Something treacherous, something she would not tell him.

Was she betraying him too? Would she turn her back to him like the Jedi did? Like Palpatine himself did?

She knew he was the one responsible for this and she did not like it.

“Yes, they are.” The glove reached her cheek and caressed it, in a mockery of what his former self used to do with his real hand. “We’re at peace, at last.”

Padmé frowned further, and though she did not move an inch, he felt her retreat from him. The thought left him even colder than he already was.

“Palpatine proclaimed the Empire as well.”

Her voice was cold, her eyes accusing. He felt himself lose patience.

“I know. Only the Empire will bring peace. But it won’t last long, you will see. Soon enough, Palpatine won’t be here to rule us.”

Once I know how to save you, I will kill him with my bare hands.

But his smile didn’t seem to convince her. She took a step away from him, arms reaching around herself as if she felt cold.

There was something else, something else troubling her.

Cold fear wrapped around his heart as her brown eyes seemed to pierce through him. He felt like she knew every single one of his dirty secrets. She knew what he had done; she knew who he was now, what he was and the thought left him shaking with terror.

Padmé would not understand, would never see his way, would never accept him as easily as she did after the Tusken massacre. And something was stopping her from fully trusting him. A gap was tearing them apart at every minute that passed. He could feel it. She was about to speak and he sensed that what she would say would break everything. It would break the relative peace in this silent dark room. It would break the sanctuary he had come back to.

Suddenly, the coldness around his heart receded, leaving him empty and exhausted.

“Ani, Obi-Wan-”

He cut her off, raising a gloved finger towards her.

“I don’t want to hear about it, Padmé. Please, not tonight.”

He didn’t want to know what happened to Obi-Wan. He didn’t want to know if he was alive or dead, if he would have to face him or kill him. He was tired, so tired and he didn’t want to think of his choice and all it entailed anymore.

Did she sense the change within him? He didn’t know. Yet she came closer, nodding slightly, small hands depriving him of his cloak soundlessly. The dark material fell at his feet and he let her undress him. The lightsaber fell down with a loud thump and he sighed deeply, pulling her closer to him and breathing into her hair. Hands divested him of layers of clothes but he stopped her when she pulled at his undershirt. Somehow she had seen the burns on his tunic, burns from Mustafar, burns from lightsabers as some Jedi vainly tried to reach him in their final moments. He had felt the small burns on his chest and didn’t think much of it. But for a reason unknown to him, he didn’t want her to see this. She moved closer, lips trailing on the skin of his throat, hands caressing him lower and he shut his eyes tightly, almost drowning into her. He wanted to bury himself inside of her to forget, so she could purify him somehow. But as his lips traced the outline of her neck, she pulled away slightly.

Her fingertips traced his face in the darkness.

“Shower?” she whispered.

He frowned and spotted the trace of dirt on her fingertips. He realized abruptly that Mustafar and the Jedi temple smoke had clung to him for days. He was dirty from head to toe.

He felt dirty.

She didn’t await a response, taking his live hand in hers and pulling him towards the bathroom. He stopped in the middle of the room, his hand closing over hers painfully. She whirled around, eyebrow arched in confusion.

“Rest.” He whispered, gesturing towards the bed. “I won’t be long.”

He strode towards the bathroom, the electronic door closing behind him with a hiss. The light came on automatically and he blinked at the sudden change of lightening. He sensed her confusion through the Force but she soon settled to wait for him, outside the door. Removing his boots and clothes wearily, he was about to reach the shower when something stopped him. He caught his reflection in the grand mirror above the elegant sink and he stopped in his tracks.

The burns on his chest were already healing, the scars from previous battles barely visible on the tanned skin.

His face looked dead.

Blue empty eyes looked back at him. He came closer, locking his eyes on the face of the murderer in front of him.

The murderer snarled and eyed him coldly, jaw clenched. There was hatred in his eyes, blue flashing dangerously. A tiny voice whispered in the confines of his mind. Is it the way you looked when you killed all these- innocent- people?

The voice pounded relentlessly inside his skull.

What have you done?
What have you done?
What have you done?!


His fist clenched, golden metal rising to smash the image in the mirror.

The reflection changed, the face twisting in despair. Hot tears streamed down the dirty cheeks of the murderer. He felt the hot liquid on his own skin and closed his eyes instantly. He turned his back to the mirror and opened blurry eyes to slide under the shower.

The water was hot and calm on his skin. It rained on his body calmly, washing the dirt –and shame- off of him. He sighed, a hand passing in his wet hair, before pressing two hands on the cold wall in front of him, clenching his teeth to avoid the ache in his chest to spread over.

It was all her fault somehow. She had washed away the wall between him and his emotions. And he had to stay strong at all costs. She didn’t need her emotional husband beside her. She needed the strong Sith he was now.

Sith.

Sith.

He was a Sith now.

The realization only left emptiness inside him, the water cascading relentlessly on his back as he bent his head down.

There was a voice in his head telling him he was strong, powerful now, and he had done this for her, everything for her and he needed not be so weak. He was Darth Vader and soon enough he would own everything. He would give her everything.

He would control everything. Even his weak emotions.

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He appeared later on, clad in a simple towel, his blue eyes piercing her as he eyed her sitting on the bed, hands fidgeting on her lap. She looked up as he stood in front of her. She didn’t say anything about the raindrops falling on the floor. She didn’t seem to care for once.

“I need to know.” She said suddenly.

He felt himself stiffen at the look in her eyes.

“I need to know if, if-” Her teary eyes searched his in the darkness. “If you are involved for the Temple, if you-”

“Padmé.” His voice cut her off and he came closer standing directly in front of her. The expression on her face begged him to deny it. It begged him to tell her he was still the man she loved.

He was too tired to lie.

His live hand enclosed her cheek shakily and he knelt down in front of her bed, blue eyes locking with brown ones in the darkness.

“I love you.” He whispered.

He felt his lower lip begin to tremble and he brought his head forward, pressing his lips against hers, trying to convey the raw feeling in his chest, the one that made him fall down on his knees in front of Palpatine and made him crawl on the floor, begging for her life.

He wanted her to feel that these words were true. It was the only thing keeping him sane, keeping him from falling off the edge and stumbling into the darkness threatening to engulf him.

She sighed in his mouth and her small hands caressed his damp face, tangled into the wet strands of hair. His lips traced her neck, before attacking her collarbone, hands removing the top of her nightgown. She stiffened in his embrace, even when his mouth reached the outline of her breasts, a lone hand tangling into his hair.

“Tell me the truth, Anakin.”

He groaned against her skin in agony. His heart was pounding in fright in his chest, making him shake against her warm body.

“Please, Padmé…” He whispered as his hands deftly pulled back the nightgown, revealing her swollen belly. His face twisted in despair, tears escaping his eyes in spite of himself.

“Trust me.” He said through clenched teeth, his blue eyes boring into her worried ones.

Her lips closed over his swiftly and her hands clutched at his bare back as he explored her once again.

Afterwards, as they lay together, limbs tangled, he felt her belly pressing against him. The bulge, warm and solid against his skin, reminding him of other pressing matters and happiness and death was suddenly touched by a trembling golden hand.

A soft voice, whispering, breathed by his ear.

“I love you, Anakin.”




 

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Star_Angel 
Registered: Jan '06
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Date Posted: 5/26/06 8:15am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Chapter 1 up 5/26
Oh, that was a wonderful update, sad but wonderful applause applause applause .

I can’t wait to see what is going to happen now cuz I have no idea, I mean, sometimes you can guess but with this I have no idea.

Thank you for the pm hugs , I can’t wait to read more.

 

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FitJedi 
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Date Posted: 5/26/06 8:19am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Chapter 1 up 5/26
Oh my goodness... I wonder what is going to happen next? Will Anakin tell her truth? Will Padme accept him for what he's done? Will he come back from the dark side? So many questions.

 

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Date Posted: 5/26/06 8:23am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Chapter 1 up 5/26
Great start, I am really enjoying this! happy

Please PM when you update!

 

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VA_Parky 
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Date Posted: 5/26/06 8:24am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Chapter 1 up 5/26
shock Wow!! That was intense.

You are doing an absolutely beautiful job depicting Anakin's internal struggle. Right here, he's more Vader than anything else, but there's a trace of Anakin that just can't be banished. Of course, you know who I'm hoping triumphs eventually but in the meantime - wow, what a ride! grin

Oh, and a million rose to you for giving us an Anakin! Shower! Scene! drooling drooling drooling Please feel free to write many more of those if you ever feel the need. Wheeeeee!!!!

This is shaping up to be a fantastic story! I can't wait for the next part.

Great job! applause

 

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Date Posted: 5/26/06 9:25am Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Chapter 1 up 5/26
Amazing chapter!! applause applause applause

I loved how you portrayed Anakin's inner struggle. Somehow I don't think that he's content with being a Sith. I hope this Vader is not 100% vaderish yet, he's just Anakin being sithly. wink

If Padme turns away from Anakin after she learns the truth, it'll be the biggest mistake she could ever make. But canon Padme still tried to redeem Anakin on Mustafar with her love, so I hope "your" Padme won't give him divorce straight away.

Yay!! No cyborg Anakin! dancing Of course I prefer Light Side Anakin, but having human "Vader" is not bad either. tongue

I'm glad that someone else besides me supports Harry/Hermione. If Harry/Ginny had been written decently in HBP, I would have been more or less okay with it, or if Harry's feelings for Ginny didn't come out of blue. Oh, and I hated HBP Hermione.

*clears her throat*

I drifted off topic. Sorry! grin As already said, I loved the chapter and I'm dying for more!!!

Thanks for the PM! hugs

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Date Posted: 5/26/06 12:58pm Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Chapter 1 up 5/26 - Date Edited: 6/9/06 9:24am (1 edits total) Edited By: VaderLVR64
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Date Posted: 5/26/06 1:32pm Subject: RE: Shattered Glass - ROTS AU - A/P - Chapter 1 up 5/26
Please put me on the PM list. This is a cool twist!

Padme really is the innocent catalyst in episode III. So