I do not own any characters, locations, organizations etc. They are the sole property of George Lucas and the creators/writers of the Clone Wars Television series.
Anyway, this story is very AU. Anakin is the Emperor of the galaxy, and the Great Jedi Purge did happen, but in a very diff way. You'll see how it happened as I develop the story ;)
Prologue
The planet of Naboo was on fire.
Objective completed, it would seem, thought Darth Ataya. She gazed at the ever so bright fires that raced across the landscape of Naboo.
Never had she something so bright. Well, except a sun. I would have never thought that Master would be serious about this. Lord Vader, or Emperor Skywalker, had ordered the planet completely razed until all was a desolate wasteland. After that the Death Star would destroy the planet.
She turned her gaze toward the rounded super-space station on the eastern side of the planet. It was huge. It was the size of a small moon and the biggest space craft in the Imperial fleet.
And it is under my control. She turned toward an officer at a control panel. "Admiral, stop the bombardment and send in the napalm bombers."
Admiral Yularen frowned. "My Lady, the planet is already eviscerated. Should we not-"
"Do as I say, Admiral." Ataya snapped. Turning on her heel, she strode from the bridge.
Arriving in her chambers, the clones stationed at her door saluted her. Darth Ataya nodded at them and entered her chambers. The first thing she saw was her bed, a round, basic thing with a black blanket and blue silk sheets. The rest of the room was empty and black. The Sith Lady turned down a dark straight hallway that led into a large, pitch black room.
On entering, a large hologram of the Emperor of the galaxy towered above her.
Lady Ataya bowed before her master. "What is thy bidding, my Master?"
The Dark Lord of the Sith blinked slowly. His features were of that of a normal man; his short shaven beard, his mouth, everything… except his eyes. A sort of dark yellow and red.
"Darth Ataya. Has the planet been destroyed?"
"No, My Lord. The napalm bombers-"
"I did not order a napalm strike, did I, my apprentice?"
She could sense his anger. "No. Master, you did not, but I felt it necessary that the rest of the survivors be put to death before the Death Star opened fire."
He shook his head. "No, I want the Naboo to suffer as I have. The galaxy is lucky I don't unleash my full fury upon it." He leaned back in his chair which also appeared on the hologram. "Fire the weapon. Or you will suffer like I have." He disappeared.
She did not rise when he was gone. So be it.
Darth Ataya wished everything was back the way it was. Just four years ago her and her master had been Ahsoka Tano and Anakin Skywalker. Now it was the Emperor and his right hand.
She remembered those times… like they just happened yesterday… like they were on the back of her red hand.
Back when another war was raging but not so deadly as the one that was blazing around the galaxy now.
Simpler times…
