THE FINAL BATTLE
LEGACY OF THE NEGOTIATOR PART I : A NEGOTIATOR
Sparkling and shimmering due to the bright sun near Mustafar, Senator Padmé Amidala's Skiff, or rather: Anakin Skywalker's wife's skiff glided towards the volcanic planet.
Aboard the vessel, Padmé, C-3PO, and unknown to those two Jedi.
The sleek skiff pierced through the grey veil that was Mustafar's orbit, immediately the sparkling and shimmering stopped, and the cockpit darkened considerably, in atmosphere as well as in brightness.
"Threepio, there, I can see his fighter, set us down there." Padmé said shakily, she'd been sobbing all the way to Mustafar, and right now she didn't have the strength, nor will, to set the skiff down herself, luckily, C-3PO seemed to notice and decided not to ask why he had to do it, on other occasions she would always do that herself.
"Yes, of course." the golden protocol droid silently replied.
In one smooth movement the skiff glided to the platform, and the soft clunk- was it soft? it seemed soft for Padmé- signified that the skiff stood solidly on the whole lot less solid looking platform.
Padmé was already halfway down the boarding ramp by this point, and told herself that if she got back to Theed, she would ask the engineers there to put more pressure on the hydraulics that brought the ramp down, or, at least, that's what she thought would make it go down quicker, but now her head started to clear just a bit she started doubting.
"Padmé!" Anakin came bouncing over the deck to meet her and she couldn't get to him just fast enough for her likings, but when she finally, finally, fell in his arms, it all didn't matter anymore.
"Anakin…" she angled her head up and looked at the twinkles in Anakin's eyes, seeing that just healed the universe, well, her universe at least.
"What are you doing here, it's not exactly your kind of place." the twinkles were replaced by worry.
"I- I just had to see you, Anakin, t- they said terrible things about you, terrible things, Anakin, tell me it's all a lie, tell me they were lying." Padmé brought out.
Anakin started a smile "Who, who would dare say anything bad about me, and what?" he said.
"Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan's former padawan, Eyan, they said you tried and killed younglings, that you tried to kill Eyan's sister." Padmé cried softly, her voice just audible above the raging wind.
"It's-" Padmé had started a smile and looked up again, but instead of twinkles in blue eyes, she saw raw rage in feral eyes.
"You…" Anakin growled.
"Yes, us, again, we crash-landed not too far from here, your piloting skills aren't what they used to be, Anakin." Padmé was roughly pushed aside by Anakin and before she could really make sense of what was happening she heard three lightsabers activating.
"We'll make you pay for what you did at the temple." a Mirialan twenty year old woman said and a same-aged Twi'lek man added "And no one will stop us.".
"We'll see about that…" Anakin growled and Padmé watched in horror as her husband started on a overhand slash that let his blade come down on those of the two Jedi hard enough to nearly push those blades in their faces.
A blue, a green, and a yellow lightsaber crossed, the two Jedi and a Sith Lord were standing in a triangle.
"Sure you will." the Twi'lek said and attacked with just the amount anger that was allowed to a Jedi, he batted away at Anakin but none of his attacks actually came through.
Anakin was simply invincible, he countered every one of the Jedi couple's attacks, drawing them into their own doom.
While the display was on two 501e commanders walked onto the landing platform, they raised their DC-15s the instant they saw Anakin fighting the two Jedi and then also realized that they couldn't fire without hitting Anakin as well.
"Sir?" the left one shouted, Padmé noticed through her sobbing that the clone didn't sound as sure as she was used to.
Anakin's cyan blade sheered through the Mirialan's wrist, she fell on her knees in pain and watched in horror as Anakin dispatched the Twi'lek with the same ease, slashing him across the chest and sending him flying across the landing platform, through the railing and to a long drop into the red-hot lava.
"Shoot her!" Anakin ordered the clones and gestured at the Mirialan that was cringing in front of him, he stepped aside and the clones moved towards her, weapons trained at the woman.
"Anakin…" Padmé whispered, her voice being strangled with horror.
"The Jedi attempted to take over the Republic, and they will die for that." Anakin said without remorse.
"Annie, please…" Padmé begged, but Anakin didn't listen.
"Wait, we did what?" the Mirialan asked confused and looked at Anakin, still clutching her wrist and filled with pain.
"I see through the lies of the Jedi, don't think you can deceive me. Commanders, shoot her!" Anakin marched back to Padmé and the clones pulled the trigger.
Two blue flashes blinded them and the Mirialan watched relieved as the two clones fell on the ground.
Humming, the lightsabers of Eyan Yeshan and Ahsoka Tano flipped and landed back in the hands of their owners.
Padmé, almost afraid, looked at the bottom of the boarding ramp of her ship, Eyan and Ahsoka stood there, lightsabers solely humming in their gloved hands.
"You two again…" Anakin looked at Padmé and raised his hand, "You brought them here, to kill me, you're loyal to the Jedi, Palpatine was right!" he made a fist, blazing with fury.
"Leave her alone Anakin, she had nothing to do with it!" Ahsoka shouted and stretched her arm, shielding Padmé with the Force.
"It's us you want, not her." Eyan said and pointed his sky-colored blade at Anakin, entirely focused and centered in the Force.
Rooted, in the Force.
Anakin lost it, he turned into exactly that what he thought he could never be.
He broke the shield Ahsoka had formed around Padmé and threw her at Eyan and Ahsoka, who caught her and put her down gently.
"What the-?" Anakin stood right in front of Eyan and he barely had enough time to get up and block Anakin's slash.
Ahsoka stepped towards them and Anakin Force-pushed Eyan back, so hard that when he hit the hull of the skiff very close behind him he dropped unconscious.
Yoda sighed wearily, it was time, he had to face Sidious, and his stand might be the last thing supporting freedom.
He draped his cloak over his shoulder and stepped forward another step, no, he had to man up and get moving, no backing out and no retreats.
Here, and Now.
he stepped into the office of former Chancellor Palpatine, now Emperor Palpatine, secretly, Darth Sidious.
"Evening, your highness." he said.
The large throne Sidious rested in swiveled towards him, and the disfigured and deformed face of Sidious beamed at Yoda.
"Master Yoda!" Sidious started with delight and stood up, "I'm so glad you're alive, how have you been?".
"Not how, have I been, What I have been: a Master and a Student, that is." Yoda replied while leaning on his gimer stick.
"Oh, Master Yoda, always the riddles, speak clear, and trust is gained." Sidious replied with a hint of philosophical second meanings.
"Unless distrust is seeded." Yoda prepared himself, "At an end, your rule is, and not short enough it was.".
"Pathetic creature…" Sidious shook his head in disgust, then looked up "Oh, why are they so stupid, so blind?".
"Different things we see, not blind we are." Yoda answered.
"Enough!" Sidious spread his arms like a gargoyle spreading its leather wings, for a second they were black leather wings, then they called thunder from thin air, and brought it down on Master Yoda.
The Jedi Master didn't even have a tenth of a picosecond to respond, and the attack caught him defenseless.
Two walls and one hard landing later Yoda stopped moving, he just laid there, unmoving, realizing what Sidious was.
Another one like Eyan.
He acted fast as Sidious paced towards him, he stood up and activated his lightsaber, then he'd die here, either way, he had to fight.
And he would.
The tiny creature caused a blast so large that the air in the room was ripped apart rather than flown through.
The Force crackled around him and Sidious as Yoda walked towards the chair he'd blasted Sidious into, "That easy it will not be, Sidious.".
Sidious crawled up and stared at the old Jedi Master "So be it!" he spat and a blade of bloodshine activated, "Fight.".
Yoda launched towards Sidious and their blades met in an explosion, every slice, slash and chop went where it needed to go, when it needed to go and how it needed to go, for both of them, lightning fast.
They swirled around each other all over the office, damaging about everything in their path without remorse, a fancy-looking vase was sliced in two and both halves crashed into each other with powerful blasts of the Force, the pieces clattering on the floor were quickly lifted and hailed at the opponent, only to be broken into smaller pieces when the shards hit the wall where picoseconds ago had been a Force-user.
Green and red lights cast shadows on the walls, but none of them was as dark and impenetrable as the shadow Yoda was fighting, nor were they as dangerous.
Two simultaneously sent blasts of the Force collapsed the middle of the room, shrapnel started to rain down on the two combatants but neither of them slowed down for even a bit.
The fight moved through the hallways, both forcing the other back, but also retreating, it was a mess.
Eight senate Guards arrived in the hall to arrest the 'rogue Jedi' each one of them disappeared through the same door they arrived through but without a limb, head, or simply multiple, from Sidious' and Yoda's slashes.
Senators started to flee when they realized Sidious wasn't going to spare them, some of them got away, and some fell to red flashes of light, Yoda tried his best to save as many, but given his current position his attention had to be focused on Sidious, killing Sidious, alone.
In a split second of rest Yoda saw Ryan guided people out of the building, senators through the door and clones and senate guards who didn't realize they were doomed through death and/or the window.
He allowed himself a moment of satisfaction, at least he wasn't the only one going publicly 'rogue'.
The following hate-filled attack from Sidious disintegrated the metal wall behind Yoda and he called himself back to the battle at hand.
He blocked the next slash and send it back towards Sidious face, which was already gone by then, and now to his side stabbing at him.
Yoda blasted away from the wall and out of the hallway, into the senate Rotunda, or rather the Senate Arena.
A well-chosen nickname, it certainly applied now.
A cage of lightning locked him in, Yoda pushed forward and broke the cage, now he faced a seemingly endless stream of blue forked lightning.
Yep, this was definitely bad, and he'd definitely need to get a solution fast.
Real fast, 'cause Sidious was already onto him again, Yoda could barely bring his green saber to block the slash in time for it to work, and still the sheer force of the slash send him back a few meters.
His lightsaber made a likely impossible angle and Yoda wondered if his bones weren't about to break, the force was overwhelming and if he was to fight a broken limb wasn't going o help one bit, nor would being dead.
Right now, that seemed as if it would be in about three… two… one…
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