I felt like writing this for some odd reason. I just recently saw Attack of the Clones and the very end of Revenge of the Sith. Ya know, where Obi-wan says, "You were the chosen one!" and goes off in that little spiel. Very sad!! –Breaks down crying-

-Gaining composure- I'm all right. I promise.

Now, let's get to the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars in any way, shape or form. I ain't that skilled.

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Chapter I

"How could we be allowing this?" Mace Windu shook his head in disbelief. He strode alongside Masters Obi-Wan and Yoda down the marbled hallway.

"We should not be." Obi-Wan explained. "But, we must. No matter what we do, Anakin has become Chancellor Palpatine's spokesperson on the Jedi Council. And refusing the chancellor is refusing the law of the Republic."

"Troublesome, this matter is." Yoda muttered, his cane clacking as it hit the floor. Windu folded his arms across his chest in deep thought.

"The other Jedi are not pleased, either." Obi-Wan said sullenly. "The closer Anakin gets to the chancellor, the more he is rejecting the Jedi way and letting his emotions cloud his reason."

"He will not even regard you? His own master?" Windu questioned.

"No." Obi-Wan replied. "It is… as if he is not my padowan anymore." Windu shut his eyes tightly and let out an exasperated sigh.

"I knew we should not trust him. He might be the Chosen One, but he is being manipulated by the chancellor." Windu cursed.

"Warped in mind, body will follow." Yoda commented quietly. Obi-Wan glanced down at Yoda, noticing the scorn written on his face. Windu coughed abruptly and covered his mouth.

"We must keep Anakin close to us. He cannot continue to be this way as the Chosen One, or else his very life will be in danger." Obi-Wan instructed. Windu nodded in understanding and tapped the handle of the lightsaber on his belt.

"I will be ready." Windu said without hesitance.

"We must be careful, Masters. Are now upon us, the chancellor's eyes." Yoda warned gravely, his frown deepening with concern. Obi-Wan bowed his head slightly.

"As Anakin's mentor, I should have prevented this. I could have-"

"Do not blame yourself, Master." Windu said suddenly. "It is his own fault. Anakin still needs to learn how to control his emotions and remain rational."

Obi-Wan rubbed his temples in frustration. "It may be too late for that."

A droid saluted the three at the door. "Greetings." It said in a monotone. "State your names and rank."

"Obi-Wan Kenobi, master Jedi."

"Mace Windu, master Jedi."

"Yoda. A master Jedi, I am." The droid bowed low, and the door slid open behind it. The droid moved aside, and the three Jedi proceeded into the meeting room. The Jedi Council was going to be hard at work about this.

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Okay, this is my first Star Wars story, so please don't murder me. Plus, this is a prologue, so of course, not much has happened yet. Stay tuned for chapter 2, yah?

-DeathRow609

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