Attack of the Clones

Alternate Ending

Count Dooku felt relieved to finally reach the Republics capital. As his small ship flew across the Works the Sith Lord prepared for the meeting with his master. Once he had finally landed in the secret hanger he was unsurprised to see his master waiting for him there already. As soon as the solar sailor landed he stood up and straightened out his cape before walking out of the ship at a dignified pace which suited a count.

'The Force is with us Master Sidious,' he said when he came to stand next to the Dark Lord of the Sith.

'Welcome home Lord Tyranus,' the short, hooded figure responded in a deathly voice. 'You have done well.'

'I have good news for you my Lord,' Dooku told him. 'The war has begun.'

'Excellent. Everything is going as planned.'

'L-l-l-lord Sidious?' a nervous, jittery voice asked from the shadows.

The two Sith Lords turned to face the voice and out of the shadows walked the tall figure of Representative Jarjar Binks.

'My friend,' Sidious said in a dark, sinister voice, 'I must thank you for all you have done for us.'

'It was mesas duty to do this my Lord,' he said, looking everywhere but at the Sith. 'Please, you promised mesa thesa artefact.'

'Of course,' Sidious saod and reached into his robes to withdraw an amulet made from a shimmering green stone hanging on a golden chain. 'I keep my promises my friend.'

Jarjar quickly rushed over to the Sith and grabbed the amulet. He looked at it with eager eyes and turned it over in his large hands.

'What is that my Lord?' Dooku asked his master.

'It is an ancient Gungan artefact,' Sidious responded. 'It was stolen years ago and now I have returned it to my ally here for voting me my new powers.'

'Mese Lord Sidious,' the Gungan said sharply and glared at the Sith angrily, 'thisa is a fake! Wheresa is the real one?'

'I never had it. Thank you for your service,' Sidous said and laughed as he thrust his hands out at Jarjar.

The mad cackling filled the air as he unleashed wave after wave of Force lightning onto the unsuspecting pawn in his endless game. Jarjar screamed and gasped for air as the lighting threw him into the wall. After a minute of endless lightning the only thing left of the Gungan was a burnt corpse on the floor.