Mace Windu felt the hatred hiding in one of the alleys. He knew what
was coming; yet he chose to accept it. His brown cloak stopped billowing
around him as he came to a stop beside the cryptic alley.
In one fluid motion, Mace pulled the lightsaber from his belt and swung it away from his body. The long purple blade leapt clear of the casing as if trying to escape a prison. An almost angry hum emitted from it. The lightsaber's light cast long shadows on the alley wall. Yet the enemy was still hiding in the darkness of the alley, drinking it in. The anger seemed to be increasing in power.
"Who is there?" Mace asked, yet he already knew who it was. There was only one person with enough power to show that much dark energies.
"You should already know who it is Mace Windu." A dark magenta blade appeared in the darkness with a quick snap-hiss, almost like it belonged there. The shadows swallowed the hints of light that would be dancing on the walls. Out of the darkness stepped twenty-seven year old Anakin Skywaker.
"Anakin? What are you doing? What is this rage I sense pouring off of you?" Mace's face was that of a stonewall. His lips formed a thin line not showing the hint of emotion. Anakin's face was that of complete anger and pain. There was hatred stronger than a thousand hatreds that seemed to burn through him like a lightsaber through butter.
"YOU did this to me! You and that sithspit of a council! EVERY JEDI HAS TURNED AGAINST ME!" And with that he flung himself at Mace.
With a quick side step, Mace Windu brought up his lightsaber and parried the attack. The two Jedi's lightsabers came together with the sound of an explosion. Again Anakin attacked. Mace was driven backwards as Anakin continued to attack and Mace to defend. Mace fell completely to the Force because he knew to do otherwise would be fatal.
The skills drilled into every Jedi surmounted to this moment. Nothing else mattered else would matter unless Mace survived through this moment. The energies of the Force clashed around them as they continued to spar. A force storm developed full circle. Light and Dark surround them in a Force Storm circle. No bystanders could look in, for all they would see would be many small lightning flashes dancing around the storm like static electricity.
As they continued to fight, Mace was driven closer and closer to the balcony by the fierceness of the attacks. The snapping and crackling of the two lightsabers played closer toward Mace's body. No emotion, anger or fear, moved across his face. All that was to be seen was the sweat beginning to glint underneath his eyebrow and the thin line his lips formed.
Mace finally was back to wall at the balconies edge. On the other side was a dark pit of nothingness, which eventually ended at the floor of Coruscant. Suddenly Anakin let out a primordial cry of anger used the force to fling Mace over the side.
For only a few milliseconds Mace was tumbling through time and space. Then he grabbed a small opening on the side of the immense building he was falling from and through himself back over the lip of the balcony with a surge of the force.
Anakin shook with rage. The Dark Force continued to rise within him.
"Anakin, why have you deceived the Jedi and joined with the sith?" Mace Windu's question hit empty air. Anakin was no longer able to focus clearly on the things of the world but only on the things of the force.
"I am no longer Anakin Skywalker." With the blinding speed of a Leafer cat, he spiraled around and sliced through the hand Mace had on the lightsaber.
"Ahhh!" The lightsaber fell from his hand. Immediately Anakin used to force to push it away. His own lightsaber was held directly of Mace, ready to fall at any second.
"I am...Darth Vader!" And then the blade fell from the sky.
In one fluid motion, Mace pulled the lightsaber from his belt and swung it away from his body. The long purple blade leapt clear of the casing as if trying to escape a prison. An almost angry hum emitted from it. The lightsaber's light cast long shadows on the alley wall. Yet the enemy was still hiding in the darkness of the alley, drinking it in. The anger seemed to be increasing in power.
"Who is there?" Mace asked, yet he already knew who it was. There was only one person with enough power to show that much dark energies.
"You should already know who it is Mace Windu." A dark magenta blade appeared in the darkness with a quick snap-hiss, almost like it belonged there. The shadows swallowed the hints of light that would be dancing on the walls. Out of the darkness stepped twenty-seven year old Anakin Skywaker.
"Anakin? What are you doing? What is this rage I sense pouring off of you?" Mace's face was that of a stonewall. His lips formed a thin line not showing the hint of emotion. Anakin's face was that of complete anger and pain. There was hatred stronger than a thousand hatreds that seemed to burn through him like a lightsaber through butter.
"YOU did this to me! You and that sithspit of a council! EVERY JEDI HAS TURNED AGAINST ME!" And with that he flung himself at Mace.
With a quick side step, Mace Windu brought up his lightsaber and parried the attack. The two Jedi's lightsabers came together with the sound of an explosion. Again Anakin attacked. Mace was driven backwards as Anakin continued to attack and Mace to defend. Mace fell completely to the Force because he knew to do otherwise would be fatal.
The skills drilled into every Jedi surmounted to this moment. Nothing else mattered else would matter unless Mace survived through this moment. The energies of the Force clashed around them as they continued to spar. A force storm developed full circle. Light and Dark surround them in a Force Storm circle. No bystanders could look in, for all they would see would be many small lightning flashes dancing around the storm like static electricity.
As they continued to fight, Mace was driven closer and closer to the balcony by the fierceness of the attacks. The snapping and crackling of the two lightsabers played closer toward Mace's body. No emotion, anger or fear, moved across his face. All that was to be seen was the sweat beginning to glint underneath his eyebrow and the thin line his lips formed.
Mace finally was back to wall at the balconies edge. On the other side was a dark pit of nothingness, which eventually ended at the floor of Coruscant. Suddenly Anakin let out a primordial cry of anger used the force to fling Mace over the side.
For only a few milliseconds Mace was tumbling through time and space. Then he grabbed a small opening on the side of the immense building he was falling from and through himself back over the lip of the balcony with a surge of the force.
Anakin shook with rage. The Dark Force continued to rise within him.
"Anakin, why have you deceived the Jedi and joined with the sith?" Mace Windu's question hit empty air. Anakin was no longer able to focus clearly on the things of the world but only on the things of the force.
"I am no longer Anakin Skywalker." With the blinding speed of a Leafer cat, he spiraled around and sliced through the hand Mace had on the lightsaber.
"Ahhh!" The lightsaber fell from his hand. Immediately Anakin used to force to push it away. His own lightsaber was held directly of Mace, ready to fall at any second.
"I am...Darth Vader!" And then the blade fell from the sky.
