It was the Clone War; you and General Skywalker both commanded the 501st battalion alongside one another, with the addition of his padawan Ahsoka Tano.

“Forward!” Anakin shouted loudly, waving his arm before turning and sprinting in the direction he had waved, igniting his blue lightsaber as well. The shouting and noises around you seemed to pull you out of your trance. It was weird— you and Anakin hated one another for whatever reason. Yet you sometimes found yourself staring at him.