Kick posted:Death. Anakin Skywalker’s oldest friend. Death should have claimed him countless times, but he had always escaped its grasp and been forced to watch it take the ones he loved, often by his own hand. However, in the end, he could not watch it claim the boy. That would have been too painful, even for him. Death had brought forth Darth Vader. Death had redeemed Anakin Skywalker.
Kick posted:Palpatine’s Force lighting had overwhelmed the life support systems which had sustained him for over twenty years and he started to suffocate.
Piper posted:[b]</Kick Note> [quote] ohhhhhhhhh A Piper-fic ... there going to be Jag in? and Jaina? and you make it Jag/Jaina? XD [quote=Piper]“You’re not all-powerful, Ani”. “I should be! Someday… I will be.”
Piper posted:The lights on the control panel that was hard-wired into his chest flickered in protest when he spoke of the vision. “You… will be… the foundation… of… that… which… the darkness… will… not… overcome.”
Piper posted:Anakin continued. “From… your sister… will be born… the Swords… Guardians… against… slayers of… the Sith.” The ventilator forced another torturous breath. “This… will be… until… It… merits.”
THE_PIED_PIPER posted: Special thanks to IrishKatarn for giving this the once over.