What if The Father Sent Anakin, Obi-Wan, & Ahsoka to The Battle of Endor

What if The Father Sent Anakin, Obi-Wan, & Ahsoka to The Battle of Endor? Let’s explore the depths of it in the video.
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The Father: If you will not stay to take my place, you must see what you become.

Anakin: See what I become? What are you talking about?
Before Anakin can demand answers, the Father raises his hand. Reality fractures around them. Obi-Wan and Ahsoka cry out as brilliant light consumes everything. The three Jedi feel themselves pulled through something beyond hyperspace, beyond the Force itself. Time and space twist around them like a whirlpool.
Then impact. Soft ground. The smell of earth and vegetation.
Anakin opens his eyes to towering trees. Ancient giants that stretch endlessly toward a canopy so thick it blocks out most of the sky. His breath comes easier here than on Mortis. Humid air. Living Force pulsing from every leaf and root. Beside him, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka stagger to their feet, disoriented and brushing dirt from their robes.
Obi-Wan(irritated): Well thank you very much, Anakin. You could've just listened to the mystical being, but instead, now we're on another planet we have no clue about.
Anakin(defensive): Don't worry, Master. I'll figure out a plan. We'll get through this together.
Ahsoka scans the forest, one hand on her lightsaber. Something feels different here. The Force tastes strange, like it's been wounded and is slowly healing. In the distance, she hears mechanical sounds. Walkers, maybe. And explosions.
Anakin takes point, moving through the underbrush with practiced stealth. They've been in worse situations. Unknown planets. Enemy territory. This is just another day in the Clone Wars, really. He steps forward confidently—
The ground gives way beneath all three of them.
They're yanked upward with brutal efficiency. Ropes tighten around their ankles, hauling them into the air. They dangle upside down from a massive tree branch, spinning slowly. Obi-Wan's robes fall over his face. Ahsoka's montrals nearly touch the forest floor.
Ahsoka(dry): Or captured together.
Obi-Wan(muffled, fighting with his robes): Oh, this is just an amazing plan you've come up with, Anakin.
Anakin(struggling against the ropes): We've been in worse positions than this before, Master. Don't worry.
They hang there for what feels like hours. The forest grows darker. Strange chittering sounds echo through the trees. Small shapes move in the shadows—furry creatures with spears and primitive weapons, watching the captured Jedi with cautious curiosity.
Then the Ewoks emerge fully. They approach with careful deliberation, prodding the hanging Jedi with wooden spears. Their language is incomprehensible—a series of chirps and warbles that sound almost musical. One particularly bold Ewok climbs up and begins working on the rope mechanism.
The three Jedi crash to the ground in a heap. Before they can recover, the Ewoks swarm them. Dozens of small hands strip away their lightsabers with surprising efficiency. More ropes appear, binding their wrists behind their backs. The creatures are stronger than they look.
Obi-Wan(resigned): I suppose we could use the Force to escape.
Anakin(thoughtful): These are just primitives defending their territory. They haven't actually hurt us. Let's see where this goes.
Ahsoka(agreeing): Besides, we need information. These locals might know what's happening on this planet.
The Ewoks lead them through the forest. The path winds between massive tree trunks, across rope bridges, up wooden ramps. Eventually, they arrive at a village built into the trees themselves. Huts constructed from branches and hide dot the canopy. Platforms connect everything in an elaborate network.
They're brought to what appears to be a central gathering place. More Ewoks crowd around, chattering excitedly. The three Jedi are tied to wooden posts, apparently awaiting some kind of ceremony. Or sacrifice. It's hard to tell.
Then Anakin sees something that stops his heart.
A familiar astromech droid sits at the edge of the platform. White and blue paint weathered by time and battle. That specific pattern of scuff marks on his dome. The optical sensor that's tracked a thousand starfighters through a thousand battles.
Anakin(disbelieving): R2? Buddy, is that you?
The droid's photoreceptor swivels toward the sound. For a heartbeat, nothing happens. Then R2-D2 releases a torrent of excited beeping and whistling that grows progressively louder. The astromech rocks back and forth on his treads, jets firing in short bursts, completely losing what little composure droids are supposed to have.

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