Well, hello everybody. This is my first english fic. English is not my native language, so please by gentle. I hope you will enjoy this story. It's a ROTS AU. Yes , another one. But I think everybody love them. I personally do. But as you will see, the main idea is a bit...unusual. Don't ask me how I found this madness because I don't kow. All I jnow is I was highly inspired, so here is the prologue of this story. Reviews are welcome. Of course, everything belongs to G. Lucas.
Prologue: An unknonw ally
"Now...kill him"
Palpatine voice was cold, and if Anakin had been thinking correctly, he would have noticed that something was horribly wrong in the way the chancelor had said it. Mercyless. And he would have notice the look of horror count Dooku had.
But he just didn't pay attention. His mind was working as fast as he could, triying to make a conclusion. Yes, he did want to do it. He wanted revenge. He needed it.
Revenge for the many Jedi that had alreday died in that war. Revenge for Padme who had almost died all those many years ago, just because Dooku wanted her to be killed, and whose life was always endangered, as long as the war was going on. Revenge for Obi-Wan, who he knows, was still alive next to him, but unconsious. Maybe was he badly hurt? He hadn't had time to check out.
Revenge for his arm.
Dooku was just too dangerous. He couldn't let him alive. He must'nt. But...
Somewhere in his mind, he heard his master's voice.
"No Anakin. This isn't..."
"...the Jedi way" he finished. He did'nt know what to do. He felt suddenly lost.
"Do it." The chancelor insisted, and his voice was frightening. Anakin doubted once more. Then he took a decision. He was going to end the life of that traitor when something stoped him.
"Anakin, don't!" He blinked, at the mixture of anguish and command he found in that voice. That unknown female voice. He did'nt move, still holding both sabers at the neck of Count Dooku, who was nearly to faint.
He just had to turn a bit his head to see who had cried that.
He foud a young Jedi, older than himself, but still young. She must be the same age than Obi-Wan. She had just entered the piece and she was running in his direction.
He was deeply surprised but her look of horror. He slowly removed the sabers from the count's neck, so uncomfortable by the way that woman looked at him. As if her life was on the edge of death, not the sith's.
"What are you thinking?!" She asked him, grabbing his both arms. He couldn't answer. She was really angry, he could heard it in her voice, but what left him speechless was her eyes. Blue-gray changing eyes. Eyes he had only seen once before. He had thought Obi-Wan was the only person in the galaxy those beautiful, charming eyes, but apparently he had been wrong.
"He's disarmed" the woman continued. Anakin didn't noticed he had drop one of the lightsabers, Dooku's lightsaber. "Jedi don't kill disarmed people. Not even Sith."
"Who are you?" He finally asked, as he get rid of her strong grip. "I don't know you"
"It doesn't matter who she is" exclameid Palpatine, "Dooku must die, he's a threat to the republic.
If it wasn't impossible –Jedi don't hate he remembered himself—Anakin would have swear the glance she gave to the most powerful man of the galaxy was full of disgust and rage.
"With all due respect, Chancelor. This is a Jedi matter. You have not a single word to say on it".
Palatine narrowed, as he whispered.
"For now"
Suddenly Anakin remembered the presence of the chancelor. He deactivated his saber and got to free him. But the chancelor eyes was on the new-come Jedi.
The woman then looked at Dooku, who hadn't say a single word since she had arrived. Anakin looked at him. He was pale, and he seemed he wanted to say something.
But he did'nt. He looked at the woman as if she was some strange animal as she helped him to stand up. Once he managed to, he was much more taller than her, thouht she wasn't short at all. But Dooku continued to look at her with...was that fear? The old man seemed to have forgotten he had been nearly executed.
Anakin felt ashamed. The woman was right. What was he thinking?
"Are you okay chancelor?" He asked. Palpatine looked at him. He smiled a bit. "Yes Anakin. Thanks to you. But I would too know who is our new friend"
The woman finished to tie together the forarms of the former Jedi. It was the best she could do considering he had lost both his hands. Anakin looked at him. He was now a war prisoner, but he somehow understood he wouldn't try to escape. He still didn't say a word.
"The chancelor is right. Who are you?" He asked suspicous. The woman looked back at him. If she was nervous she did'nt show it.
"My name is O..Organa. Leia Organa" she said.
Anakin frowned. Organa? Like the politician?
"I din't know there was an Organa in the Jedi order" said Palpatine.
"Organa is a common name " she answered. "But I guess you're thinking about Bail. Yes, he is from my family. He is a cousin. You can ask him if you wish."
"Oh, I will" said the chancelor. "But I find curious he never mentioned it" the chancelor said as they began to walk to the door. She gently pushed Dooku, leading the way.
Anakin runned next to Obi-Wan, his heart throbbing paintfully when he saw he did'nt seem to be breathing.
No-he thought, and he feel hear the dragon awakening inside him.
He didn't heard Palpatine telling him they didn't had time.
Please, no-he beged as he turned him. He sighted in relief when he saw he was okay. He was breathing and he could feel him in the force.
"He seems to be allright" he said.
"Anakin, we must leave." Insisted the chancelor.
Anakin looked at him in disbilief. Was he suggesting he abandonned Obi-Wan?
Never!
Leia was looking at the chancellor like someone who is observing something really disgusting. But this time Anakin agreed with her. He din't liked at all what the chancelor had say. He tried to control his disgust.
"Our fate will be the same" he said.
Obi-Wan opened his eyes to see he was falling. Wait a minute, why was he fallig?
Some strange noise escaped his throat as he tried to grab himself a litle better to he person who was holding him...well, not only him. He looked at Anakin, then to the people who where there, trying as well as they could just no to fall to their deaths.
There was a Jedi he didn't know who was grabing with one hand Anakin's right foot, meanwhile Palpatine was grabbing the other one. The woman was holding an handless count Dooku by his collar. And it wasn't easy at all. Dooku was a rather heavy man.
He looked at the unknow woman once again. He couldn't see her face (she was looking to the deepness of the elevator shaft, but he felt something odd about her. Like he had already meet her.
"What did I miss?" He asked.
Anakin smirked. "You missed all the fun, as always master" but his voice was cut off by what he saw.
The elevator was falling in their direction. Anakin tried to call R2D2 to stop it, but they hadn't time.
"Too late" exclaimed the woman.
"Jump!" Exclaimed both her and Obi-Wan. Anakin released the cable he was holding.
"That was closed" Obi-Wan exclaimed as they managed to stand up. Anakin helped the chancelor, whose face was now a bit pale.
Then he realised something was amiss.
"Organa!" He exclaimed. Obi-Wan blinked. Who?
The woman and Dooku had disappeared. Just then Obi-Wan received a call on his commlink.
"Kenobi? " asked a female voice. Anakin looked releif. He took Obi-Wan's commlink. His master blinked, confused.
"Leia, where are you? " he asked. I didn't know himself why he had suddenly felt very scared abour her.
"I'm allright. I'm with Dooku. I just jumped a before you and I managed to get out on a lower level. Listen, I'm going to look for an escape ship. Whe have to leave this place and there is no time to look for each other."
Anakin nodded. I knew she was allright.
"Just listen to Obi-Wan" she added, and she cut the comunication. Obi-Wan was starring at him.
"What..who's that woman?" He asked, feeling a bit lost. "How did she manage to have my commlik number?"
Anakin shrugged.
"I don't know where she's from. I haven't meet her before at the Temple" he explained as they began to run again. Leia was allright, they needed to leave as soon as posible.
"But she reminds me of you". And he grinded.
He was not aware of how far he was right.
