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Never in his life had Anakin felt more revulsion. The sensation pierced his spirit, soul and heart. He clenched his fists till he felt blood run down his hands. He looked up and glared back at the man with pure hatred. It completely consumed his mind. Fire burned in his blue eyes turning them black. Hot, angry tears dropped searing holes through his vest. It took every thing in Anakin’s body to make him stay. But it was not enough. With one swift movement Anakin had the man down on the ground. Anakin seized the man’s neck. His heart pounded deafeningly. He thought of Obi-Wan. He would not want this. But Anakin shook mad with fury. Even the thought of Obi-Wan’s disapproval would not stop what needed to happen. Anakin held tighter onto the man’s neck. Soon his face turned blue. He struggled and pleaded for forgiveness. Anakin smirked. This man would never receive his mercy. In a few moments the man’s struggling came to an end. Anakin began to release the grasp on his neck and let his head strike the ground. His head fell with a sickening crack that only Anakin found satisfying. He started to walk away, only then did he feel guilt. It welled up inside of him and he wasn’t sure what to do. It grabbed his heart and clenched it, making it clear he was not to forget this moment. More tears entered his now blue eyes. His hands, covered in his own blood, started to shake. He didn’t want to turn around and look at the man’s dead eyes, but the farther he walked, the more the guilt weighed onto his heart.

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Never in his life had Anakin felt more revulsion. The sensation pierced his spirit, soul and heart. He clenched his fists till he felt blood run down his hands. He looked up and glared back at the man with pure hatred. It completely consumed his mind. Fire burned in his blue eyes turning them black. Hot, angry tears dropped searing holes through his vest. It took every thing in Anakin’s body to make him stay. But it was not enough. With one swift movement Anakin had the man down on the ground. Anakin seized the man’s neck. His heart pounded deafeningly. He thought of Obi-Wan. He would not want this. But Anakin shook mad with fury. Even the thought of Obi-Wan’s disapproval would not stop what needed to happen. Anakin held tighter onto the man’s neck. Soon his face turned blue. He struggled and pleaded for forgiveness. Anakin smirked. This man would never receive his mercy. In a few moments the man’s struggling came to an end. Anakin began to release the grasp on his neck and let his head strike the ground. His head fell with a sickening crack that only Anakin found satisfying. He started to walk away, only then did he feel guilt. It welled up inside of him and he wasn’t sure what to do. It grabbed his heart and clenched it, making it clear he was not to forget this moment. More tears entered his now blue eyes. His hands, covered in his own blood, started to shake. He didn’t want to turn around and look at the man’s dead eyes, but the farther he walked, the more the guilt weighed onto his heart.