Chapter 1: Prologue; The beheading of Monarch Emperor Tristan Skywalker Amidala the Wise
It could help to read the past books.
This is the end and the 3rd book in my SW & Frozen Xover series.
Hope you like it!
114 years ABY:
Monarch Emperor Tristan Skywalker Amidala sat on his Throne in the Imperial Palace of Coruscant.
His heart ached.
Lots of his Royal Guards and Red Guards were dying for him.
They were dying, because Sith Warriors had entered the Palace.
But Tristan was not afraid of the death, he wouldn't run for it.
His grandfather had tought him all his wishdom and bravery, the words that had made him the man he was, the Emperor he was to the people.
Although his ice powers could help to defend him, Tristan wouldn't.
It was his fate to die today and leave the Living World to be one with the Force.
The doors of the Throne Hall opened up, revealing hundreds of Sith Warriors.
Tristan closed his eyes. 'I pray to all of you, please don't let them find my sons.' and he opened them.
A masked Sith with an iron armour came out of the crowd.
"It's over for you, Your Majesty!" the masked Sith called. "Today the Galaxy will be a Sith Empire again, forever and ever!"
"And who may you be, just another Sith Warrior?" Tristan asked.
The masked Sith got angry. "I am Darth Krayt, the new Sith Emperor!"
Tristan closed his eyes again.
"Making ready to die?" the masked Sith, Darth Krayt, asked.
"I know I will die today, Krayt." Tristan said. "But I will be one with the Light Force and I will curse all of you before I'll die." he opened his eyes again.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep low voice: "In the Light and in the Dark, a new Ice Knight shall rise. He, being the Force's Chosen One, shall bring Peace and Harmony, reuniting the 2 sides of the Force with a power no one has seen before. His magnificent powers of Ice will come through his line of Ice Magicans and Jedi Masters. He will have the wishdom of a thousand Jedi Masters who died before his birth, giving him all they have left. His Fate and his Path of Life will be the Imperial Throne and he'll bring back to who it truly belongs to: the Ice Magicans."
After he had spoken, 2 Sith Warriors pushed him on his knees.
Darth Krayt ignited his lightsaber. "Ready to die? Emperor of Jedi? HA!" and he raised his lightsaber.
Tristan smiled. "You will never never rule long term Krayt. Face my words, I'll see you in the Afterlife."
Krayt got angry and slayed the Monarch Emperor.
The head rolled off and the body hitted the ground.
Krayt's right hand man, Darth Nihl, just stared at the head.
"What are you standing there? Pick up that useless head!" Krayt yelled.
"Milord, don't you know what he just said?" Nihl asked.
"That stupid propecy? Don't tell me you believe it." Krayt replied.
Nihl didn't reply, he didn't even want to look at the body or the head anymore.
"Then I'll do it myself!" Krayt said and got rid of the body.
When he had done that, the whole Imperial Palace started to become colder.
Ice became thicker and the temprature lowered deep under the freezing point.
"This is not good." mumbled Nihl.
Hope this is a bit good.
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-Gryffindor746