I am back! Did you miss me?

Ok whatever anyways...

I have planned this story for like a couple months now. I have wanted to try write this for a while, a Star Wars tale. So I decided to begin this story. I do not have time to write very much, but I really wanted this.

I have to say this unfortunately:

Disclaimer I do not own anything, all of the rights belongs to Stan lee, Disney and to Marvel. I do not own Lucasfilm or Star Wars.

Now that, that is out of the way...

The new story begins...

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(Third Person Point of View)

Darth Vader had been bested, and lost to Luke Skywalker, he looked to his Master for help, for Mercy. But he found nothing but greed and hatred in the Emperor's orange eyes full of darkness and hate.

Darth Vader looked at young Skywalker as he through down his Lightsaber, Lord Vader slowly climbed to his feet behind the Dark Lord of the Sith, his Master, Darth Sidious.

Lord Sidious said with evil glee "Good! Your hate has made you powerful. Now, fulfill your destiny and take your father's place at my side!"

Luke said with conviction "Never! I'll never turn to the dark side. You've failed, Your Highness. I am a Jedi, like my father before me."

Darth Vader could feel the Emperor's glee turns to rage in the Force, but he was still weak, stunned and unable to properly move

The Darth Lord of the Sith said coldly "So be it...Jedi..."

The Emperor said with silent anger "If you will not be turned, you will be destroyed."

Without warning blinding bolts of energy, evil lightning, shoot from the Emperor's hands at Luke, the white and purple streaks of lightning hits its target. Even in his surprise, the young Jedi tries to use the Force to deflect them. At first he is half successful, but after a moment the bolts of energy are coming with such speed and power the young Jedi shrinks before them, his knees buckling.

The wounded Darth Vader struggles to his feet, and slowly moves to stand at his master's side. Lord Vader could only watch as the son of Anakin Skywalker was being tortured and slowly killed before his eyes. The small part of light that the darkness could never destroy completely.

Luke writhes on the floor in unbearable pain, reaching weakly up toward where Vader stands watching.

Luke groans in pain, barely able to speak at all "Father... please... Help me."

Again Vader stands, watching Luke. He looks at his master, the Emperor, then back to Luke on the floor. The war within himself climaxing. Decades of bondage and chains to his Master and the Dark Side, began to weaken, if only slightly.

The Emperor said with amusement and slight disappointment "Now, young Skywalker...you will die."

Although it would not have seemed possible, the outpouring of bolts from the Emperor's fingers actually increases in intensity, the sound screaming through the room. Luke's body writhes in pain. Luke could only shout and groan in inhumane noises, through the Force Luke begged his Father to help.

Something in Vader snapped... the chains of Darkness broke. The chains and of obedience shattered.

Vader grabs the Emperor from behind, fighting for control of the robed figure despite the Dark Lord's weakened body and gravely weakened arm. The Emperor struggles in his embrace, his bolt-shooting hands now lifted high, away from Luke. Now the white, purple and blue lightning arcs back to strike at Vader. He stumbles with his load as the sparks rain off his helmet and revealing his skull as if he was being X-Rayed the electricity flow down over his black cape. He holds his evil master high over his head and walks to the edge of the abyss at the central core of the throne room. With one final burst of his once awesome strength, Darth Vader hurls the Emperor's body into the bottomless shaft.

The Emperor's body spins helplessly into the void, arcing as it falls into the abyss. Finally, when the body is far down the shaft, it explodes, creating a rush of air through the room. Vader's cape is whipped by the wind and he staggers, and collapses toward the bottomless hole. Luke crawls to his father's side and pulls him away from the edge of the abyss to safety. Both the young Jedi and the giant warrior are too weak to move.

Vader... no Anakin... yes Anakin managed to bring balance to the Force. Anakin managed to save his son... Anakin had won... Anakin was free from the chains that he and Darth Vader had made.

Anakin was slowly fading away, he knew that, he could feel himself dying... but he for the first time perhaps in his life had felt peace... true peace.

Peace, he supposed, shouldn't be a strange concept, but to Anakin Skywalker it was. The actual word in and of itself was grammatically simple enough, and its meaning should have been just as easy to grasp, but it wasn't. Not really. Not to him, at least.

Even as a youngling and later as a Sith Lord Anakin Skywalker was always impulsive, he was always looking for action... for a fight.

His eyes didn't seem to want to stay open, and even when he could pry the eyelids up, he could hardly see out of his own helmet. His lungs were not getting the oxygen they needed and his limbs barely responded to his thoughts anymore. He was sure the lightning that had run rampant through his body when he'd picked up the Emperor had short-circuited far too many systems and there would be no possible way to save his life, not in the time they had in any case anyways.

He knew he was dying, there was no changing that.

For the first time, the Death Star is rocked by explosions as the Rebel fleet, no longer backed against a wall, zooms over, unloading a heavy barrage. Imperial troops run in all directions, confused and desperate to escape.

In the midst of this uproar, Luke is trying to carry the enormous deadweight of his father's weakening body toward an Imperial shuttle. Finally, Luke collapses from the strain. The explosions grow louder as

Anakin draws him closer and says in a weak hoarse whisper "Luke...Son help me take this mask off."

Luke said worryingly and concerned "But you will die!"

Anakin said weakly and hoarsely "Nothing can stop that now. Just for once... let me look on you with my own eyes." He did not want to see through the rose color lenses the Mask of Darth Sidious's design. No, he wanted to see his son, the last sight he will see in this life with his own eyes.

Slowly, hesitantly, Luke removes the mask from his father's face. There beneath the scars is an elderly man. His eyes do not focus. But the dying man smiles at the sight before him. Anakin hadn't seen anything but the inside of his hyperbolic chamber without the mask for what felt like eons and the sight before him almost took what little breath he still had left away. His son's head stood out in such stark contrast to the drab, gray background. His eyes, however, were what really drew his attention; clear blue, unmarred and so determined. Yes... his eyes were like that... but that seemed to be a dream of a dream... that seemed to be another life...

Anakin said very weakly as he was dying "Now...go, my son. Leave me."

Luke said with conviction "No. You're coming with me. I can't leave you here. I've got to save you."

Anakin said weakly, but with a smile "You already have, Luke. You were right about me. Tell your sister...you were right."

Luke called out to his father, though it was pointless "Father...I will not leave you."

Darth Vader, Anakin Skywalker...Luke's father, dies. The Great Jedi, the Terrible Sith Lord, an excellent warrior now laid dead.

A huge explosion rocks the docking bay. Slowly, Luke rises and, half carrying, half dragging the body of his father, stumbles toward a shuttle.

Anakin's mind slowly began to recall the Jedi Code of old:

There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is the Force

But the last line struck him the hardest "There is no death, there is the Force"

Anakin's spirit smiled slightly as he could feel the warmth of the light embrace him. For once in many years, he trusted... he trusted and it felt good.

He felt a pull through the Force, he followed it, and it lead him to a forest, full of life in a way he'd never begun to consider before, slowly faded into view around him.

Anakin knew he died, but why was this happen, where was he, was this in the Force? Was he back in the Land of the Living?

It was so dark around him, after all, but it wasn't the cold darkness he'd grown so used to. No, he could still feel the peace of the Living Force.

Almost without thought, he found himself moving towards some nearby lights the closest one flickering through the deep shadows—a fire. He drew closer and saw that someone had erected a funeral pier.

He recognized the mask on top.

As the flames burned, he began to feel as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. The burning of the body relieved him of his final burden: the final connection he had with the material universe. A figure moved on the opposite side of the fire; the lone mourner...his son. The boy—no, young man—apparently felt his duty had been done because he turned to rejoin to the obvious festivities.

Everyone seemed to be rejoicing, no... he could feel the entire galaxy rejoice as he felt it through the Force.

They were all celebrating the deaths of two men and consequently, the end of a tyrannical reign of terror.

A reign of terror he had helped to create.

A reign of terror he had helped to destroy.

He watched for a few more minutes with a content expression, and then his son seemed to sense something. Breaking away from the group, he walked to the edge of the large clearing and leaned against a tree, eyes focused directly on Anakin...and the two presences beside him.

That rather surprising thought brought the first real smile in years to his mouth, and he turned to see both Yoda and Obi-wan grinning right back. He could tell in their smiles that they'd forgiven him, and that brought even more relief to his once heavily-burdened heart.

Looking back at Luke, his own grin widened, as the boy had a smile himself. A cheek-to-cheek grin of pure happiness.

He got that smile from his mother.

For a moment, everything was right and good. How he reveled in it. So this was what he'd sought all along? He wanted to say so many things, but before he got the chance, the scene faded, far faster than it had appeared, and he went back to his aimless floating in the light.

Anakin smiled he had found peace, but part of his conscience was heavy, he wished with every fiber of his being that he could go back in time and fix the mistakes he had made. He wished he could go back and not Force Choke his wife... no further, he wished he could go back and not slaughter the younglings... no even further, he wished he could go back before the Clones Wars... no further still... he wished he had not massacred the Sand People who tortured and killed his mother... no... further... further back he wished he could go... he wished he could go back and not have Qui-Gon Jinn die...

But alas it was not plausible...

Or was it?

Does not the Force transcend both Time and Space?

Is not all thing possible and plausible with the Force?

Maybe... maybe there is a way to go back... but at what cost? At what risk is it?

Anakin said out loud "I wish I could go back... I need to go back..." He shook his head, it reminded him of himself when he was a kid with pointless dreams.

But... a deep, deep part of him found truth in that...

He felt powerful presences around him...

A voice asked, it was familiar... he knew it... it reminded him of The Father... and of Yoda and Obi-Wan Kenobi "Anakin, if you could change anything in your life, would you?"

"Yes," he responded simply because really, that should have been obvious because he had JUST said he wanted it.

He could tell IT had nodded or something.

Then, without warning, before he knew anything else, the light faded from his consciousness, leaving a gaping hole in his soul.

(Line Break)

(Change in Place/ Time/ Realm/ Universe)

(Peter's Point of View)

I closed my eyes for once in decades I had it... I had peace.

It took years of trying, fighting learning and trying again, but I did. With the help of Andrew and SHIELD and the rest of the heroes, I finally made it home, in my own universe in my own world, with my wife(s) exactly where they were before, as if time had not gone forward at all during the travels. I smiled a little under my mask as I said softly "I am back..."

Ava(s) looked shocked to see me, but they ran towards me and gave me a giant hug. I closed my eyes and took in their scent and their warm bodies. I began to purr softly in contentment as held them. I was home.

Peace once again was mine to hold.

(Line Break)

(Time Skip: Six Years Later)

(Peter's Point of View)

It has been six years since I came back, I had long since retired being Spider Man, I had enough counterparts around here to keep the peace; Arachnid Kid. Iron Spider, Scarlet Spider, Agent Venom, Spider Girl, and a few others, and those are only the spiders, not to mention Daredevil, Power Man, Nova.

Ava and her counter part also retired, albeit more reluctantly, the one from my timeline, my original timeline she was more than happy to be with me, though we were a little sadden when we realized she could never have kids again, but the Ava from this timeline was still very fertile and could have children.

Well lets say we had many threesomes...

About nine months later, we had twins, I was so happy and excited we named them: Hunter and Victoria, they were our pride and joy.

(Line Break)

(Time Skip: Ten Years Later)

(Peter's Point of View)

Life was never boring with kids running around growing up and with the loves of my life.

It was peaceful but it kept me on my toes.

Never have I realized this was all I wanted my whole life, peace, love and family. I was fully content.

My aspects and I were getting along well enough, Black Spider was out during the Solstices and Equinoxes and whenever I wanted to retreat to my headspace and do just do whatever I wanted. He also got control when Ava wanted him or to help train the kids. Spider Demon was let out once a year, he did not mind being kept in the back of my mind, he seemed to enjoy analyzing and watching everything. That and he did not like pain, and transforming between our bodies was painful, some times more than other. The main point is that we all got along now. We all balanced and help keep the others in check.

I was more of a softy, Perseus (Black Spider) was very strict, we both were needed to raise our twin. Ava, well both of them could have done a better than I could, or it felt like they could... but we all needed each other.

Hunter took after his mother, while my daughter took after me with wall climbing and everything.

(Line Break)

(Third Person Point of View)

Of course with my luck, nothing good ever last.

I was teaching my kids how to fight. They were getting better and faster and stronger.

I was enjoying my time, but... but I felt a tug in the Web of Life, a pull in my very soul. I knew something was wrong. I could feel danger in the pit of my stomach.

I closed my eyes as I said softly interrupting the sparring match "Guys... I... I... feel strange... I feel..."

Victoria and with worry "Something is happening... I can feel a disturbance in the Web of Life as well..."

I sighed and gave them all of nod "Yes... I... I am not staying..."

Both Ava looked at me with worry.

I sighed and said "I love you... all of love... please... forgive me... I... I do not think I will be coming back... this time..."

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Well how did you people like this chapter, I hope you liked this chapter I put a lot of work into this chapter.

Well I will say a few things before I end this chapter: One Yes Darth Vader / Anakin Skywalker IS in this, he will retain all of his memory as a Sith Lord, he will remember Luke and the party on Endor. HOWEVER I am not sure WHEN to place Skywalker, back in Episode one, between the Phantom Menace and Attack of the Clones. Maybe you the readers, well the reviewers can help me there!

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Until Next Time.

May the Force be with You all.

Death Fury out for now.