(A/N: We're moving on to Episode II. You know, this is turning out to be a lot harder and a lot more time consuming than I thought it would be. Not only do I have to watch the movies to find untranslated dialogue, I have to come up with something to say that matches the length of the dialogue, and then write out the entire scene to get even the dialogue that is understood right. It took a lot of rewinding and rewatching. If DVDs could wear out, I'd be concerned. Yikes, what am I going to do for the original trilogy that I still have on VHS? I'm not too found with the "improvements" the DVDs and Blurays have.)
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Episode II: Attack of the Clones
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ON ROUTE TO CORUSCANT
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The two ships came in for a landing on the planet known as Coruscant. Perhaps the crowning jewel of the galaxy, the entire planet was one giant city that had spread across the globe. It was here that the senators of the galaxy met and discussed issues.
Aboard one of those ships was none other than Senator Padmé Naberrie Amidala. Formerly the queen of the planet of Naboo, after her term as queen expired, she became a senator for the Republic, and she had business in this great global city.
Yet at the request of Captain Gregar Typho, Padmé had switched places with her handmaiden, Cordé, out of fear of an assassination attempt. And so, disguised as a pilot, Padmé climbed out of her ship as her astromech droid, R2-D2, looked around the currently fog-covered platform.
"Good to be back," he commented, communicating through a series of beeps. He too was lowered down from the ship. "It's certainly been a while."
Joining the disguised Padmé, Captain Typho removed his helmet as he watched the second ship lowered its ramp and Cordé and the others exited the ship. "We made it," he said, smiling in relief. "I guess I was wrong, there was no danger at all."
Unfortunately, he spoke to soon. For the instant Cordé stepped off the ramp, the ship went up in a fiery explosion. With a cry of despair, Padmé rushed to her faithful handmaiden and friend's side, but there was nothing to be done. The woman passed on in the senator's arms, and the one guilty of the crime was nowhere to be seen.
Overcome with despair, Padmé stared down at her friend in horror. "I shouldn't have come back."
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PADMÉ'S SLEEPING CHAMBERS
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R2 had powered down for the night, yet even in sleep mode, his sensors were still active in case anyone should try and bring harm to his mistress, who slept as peacefully as could be after the loss of her friend and the attempt on her life.
Surely the assassin would have realized that a decoy had been used at this point and would make another attempt on her life, and the little blue droid was deeply worried for his mistress. But knowing that the now 20 year-old Jedi Knight, Anakin Skywalker, was in just the next room keeping watch also helped reduce R2's nerves.
But that changed when R2's sensors picked up movement, and he immediately activated. "What's that?" He turned on his light. "Is anyone there? Anyone? Is someone…?"
He looked around the room, seeing nothing. His sensors no longer picked up any traces of movement either. It had been a minor sensory trip anyway. Odds were, he detected something passing by the window.
"Must be interference," he concluded, powering down once more.
But as it turned out, there was something else. Two things actually. A pair of very venomous creatures called kouhuns. And the moment the astromech droid powered down, they continued their way to the sleeping senator.
They may very well have been the cause of Padmé's death had Anakin and his master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, not detected their presence through the power of the Force and come charging into the room. Without a moment's hesitation, Anakin leapt up onto the bed, lightsaber drawn, and sliced the intruders in half.
Obi-Wan's attention was drawn elsewhere. His gaze landed on the droid outside the window that had released the two deadly kouhuns into the room. As the droid made its escape, Obi-Wan wasted no time leaping out the window and grabbing hold of the droid.
He realized right away that this may not have been the best plan, as he now hung countless stories in the air as the droid flew along. The small robot did what it could to try and shake him off, even almost crashing into a Dug riding in a taxi.
"Jedi nuisance," the Dug grumbled as the droid and the Jedi whizzed by.
As the droid returned to its master, the bounty hunter known as Zam Wesell realized it had a passenger. Taking aim, she fired upon the droid, blasting it apart, and sending Obi-Wan falling towards the streets of Coruscant.
But the Force was with him, and it was with Anakin, guiding the young Jedi towards his master, allowing him to catch Obi-Wan before he hit the ground. But at this point, Zam Wesell had already fled from her location in a speeder. Anakin gave chase, and the two speeders buzzed across the skies.
The chase eventually made its way to the ground and became a game of Hide-and-Seek as Zam Wesell attempted to hide in a bar. Yet she underestimated a Jedi's sense, and, upon trying to sneak up on Obi-Wan, she ended up with a painful burn cut on her hand, and was dragged out onto the streets.
Zam Wesell was no fool. She knew that if you were caught that you never talked. It was a code that all bounty hunters followed. However, she was heavily influenced by the will of the Force cast upon her by Anakin as he demanded to know who had sent her to kill the woman he had loved since he was a small boy.
With her mind clouded, Zam Wesell opened her mouth to name Jango Fett as the man who hired her on behalf of Nute Gunray, the viceroy of the Trade Federation, seeking revenge on Padmé for his defeat ten years ago during the invasion of Naboo. Yet before she could utter Jango's name, the very bounty hunter, who had been watching close by, fired a saberdart upon realizing that she was about to sell him out.
As her disguise faded away, revealing her true Clawdite heritage, she uttered her last words. "Bounty hunter slime ball…"
And just like that, the two Jedi's only lead to finding Padmé's assassin was lost.
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THE RETREAT TO NABOO
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With a second attempt on Padmé's life, and the loss of the only living lead, it was decided that Padmé would return to her home planet of Naboo under Anakin's protection while Obi-Wan investigated the assassination attempt, the only clue being the saberdart that killed Zam Wesell.
Anakin had felt a little put out by this, as an investigation had been his idea to begin with before Obi-Wan shot it down, but he was willing to let it go at the thought of being able to spend time with the woman he had loved for the past 10 years.
Though Padmé was always brave and strong, in the presence of the young Jedi, she felt comfortable enough to speak what she truly felt about the situation as they made their way to the ship that would take them to Naboo. "Suddenly, I'm afraid."
Feeling no need to lie, and in an attempt to reassure her, Anakin spoke true. "This is my first assignment on my own. I am too." As Padmé shared a look with him, he attempted to bring humor to the situation by glancing at the droid following close behind. "Don't worry, we have R2 with us."
His attempts brought a laugh and a genuine smile to the senator's face as R2 threw in his own humors response. "Yup, just leave it to me."
And so the three boarded the ship and were soon on route to Naboo. It wasn't anything classy, as they were meant to be undercover, but the passengers were treated fairly, and even served a meal. But that meal was exclusive to organic life it seemed, as the serving droid made an ironic statement when R2 went to get Padmé her lunch.
"Hey, you, no droids."
R2 would have rolled his eyes if he had any, but instead vocally made his displeasure known. "Screw you."
"Get out of here!" the serving droid told him.
Having obtained what he wanted anyway, R2 headed back to the table. "Yeah, yeah, I'm going."
He hoped the serving droid was simply having a bad day. Working in a place like this probably wasn't that rewarding. He was very lucky to be in a position where he was appreciated and able to work for those he cared for.
"Here you go," he said, placing the food on Padmé's plate.
She gave him an appreciative smile. "Thank you, R2."
"You're welcome," he replied, grateful for the show of gratitude that so few organics showed to droids.
Then he sat back and listened in on the conversation taking place between the two humans. It took an interesting turn as the topic of love and how it related to Jedi was brought up. R2 picked up on how the mood changed as Anakin attempted to convey his feelings to the girl sitting across from him.
It was a sensitive topic, as love was forbidden for a Jedi to avoid temptation and attachment, and Padmé quickly became uneasy with the subject, letting the matter drop. Anakin seemed slightly put out, but did not speak on it further. R2 observed this interaction with interest, curious to see where things would go from here.
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ON ROUTE TO KAMINO
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Obi-Wan's investigation, though having hit a few bumps, was showing progress. Thanks to the sources of a reliable friend, and the imaginative suggestion of a child training to be a Jedi, he was now on route to the mysterious planet known as Kamino. Regardless of the planet missing from Coruscant's archives, the home of the cloning race of Kaminoans was right where it should be.
"There it is, R4," Obi-Wan observed. "Our missing planet, Kamino."
The red astromech droid riding with him, R4-P17, could see that for himself. "Doesn't look missing to me."
But while the planet wasn't missing, it wasn't the nicest place to visit. Covered in water with the exception of several facilities, a never-ending downpour rained down on them. R4 had no issue about being left in the rain as he hoped his master's investigation was fruitful.
But Obi-Wan's visit ended up providing more questions than answers. It seemed his friend that had provided him with the clue he need to find this planet had been right about the Kaminoans being cloners, and they had apparently been creating a clone army for the Republic for the past 10 years at the request of the deceased Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas.
Completely bewildered, but playing along, Obi-Wan got whatever information he could without making it obvious that he knew nothing of the situation. He eventually learned that the clones that would one day come to be known as Stormtroopers were cloned from a bounty hunter named Jango Fett.
The fact that Obi-Wan had come here seeking a bounty hunter sent off alarm bells. It couldn't be a coincidence. His Jedi training had taught him that there were no such things as coincidences; rather it was the Force's guidance. And so, he requested to meet this Jango Fett.
Arranging a meeting was no problem, and Obi-Wan was brought to the bounty hunter's apartment. A small boy, an unaltered clone according to the Kominoans, answered the door, and Obi-Wan's guide, Taun We, spoke the boy's name. "Boba, is your father here?"
The boy, Boba, nodded. "Yup."
He said nothing more, so Taun We persisted. "May we see him?"
Obi-Wan found the exchange unusual. Hadn't asking if the boy's father was in been enough of an indication that they wanted to see him? Had it been necessary to ask? It almost seemed like the boy was reluctant to let him in. But Boba did not oppose, and let them in as he informed his father that they had guests.
Upon meeting the bounty hunter, Obi-Wan found his suspicions growing as Taun We indicated that Jango had been away until recently. It seemed that Jango was equally as suspicious as the Jedi as the two exchanged words that had deeper mean than what Boba or Tuan We were capable of understanding.
When Obi-Wan inquired about Sifo-Dyas, Jango spoke to his 'son' in a language Obi-Wn could not identify. "Boba, close the door."
The boy immediately obeyed, closing the door where his father's bounty hunter armor lay. Obi-Wan paid the boy no mind as Jango provided contradictory information of being hired by a man named Tyranus rather than Sifo-Dyas.
Yet Obi-Wan did not detect any lies in the bounty hunter's voice. He did, however, sense that Jango wanted to bring the conversation to an end, and, still trying to remain inconspicuous, he left to make his report to the Jedi Council.
"R4," he called over the heavy rain.
"Yes, what do you need?" the droid asked.
"Scramble Code 5 to Coruscant and in care of 'the old folks home'."
R4 recognized the importance of the code and quickly set to work. "Ok, making contact now."
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WATTO'S SHOP
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Things rarely turn out the way they plan. Anakin knew his mission; he was to remain on Naboo and protect Padmé. And under normal circumstances, there would be nothing else he'd rather be doing, but he was assaulted by nightmares of his mother suffering.
It wasn't uncommon for Jedi to receive visions. The Force was omnipotent, and it at times revealed visions of things that have passed and possible events to come. Anakin feared that if he did nothing, then his mother would surely die as his dreams indicated.
This was one of the reasons why children that were Force-sensitive were taken from their parents at such an early age, so they would not form any emotional attachments. But seeing as Anakin hadn't begun his training until the age of 10, he had already created the parent-child bond that no amount of training could undo. He couldn't just leave his mother to suffer and die, he couldn't!
Padmé understood completely and decided to go with him. This was how they found themselves flying towards the desert planet of Tatoonie. Their destination, a certain junk shop where Anakin had spent most of his childhood as a slave.
Even after 10 years, he still recognized the Toydarian that once owned him. Watto attempting to repair a broken pit droid while a functioning one was getting in his way.
"Get back to work!" he snapped in the planet's native language of Huttese, and the droid scurried off.
Seeing that the Toydarian hadn't changed a bit, Anakin made his way over to him. "Hello, Watto."
The reunion was an interesting one to say the least, but it was not the reunion Anakin wanted. To his surprise, Watto had sold his mother years ago. For some reason, the possibility of this happening hadn't occurred to him, even though it should have. What really surprised him though was finding out that his mother's new owner had not only freed her, he had married her.
Anakin knew he should have been happy about this, but it was taking some time to process these latest discoveries. And why was he having visions that his mother was suffering if she was free and married. Did something happen? Was her husband abusive? Was she captured and made a slave again?
So many questions and no answers. All he could do was keep up his search. And after having obtained his new stepfather's address, he and Padmé were soon on route to Lars' moisture farm, just outside of the city of Mos Eisley.
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ON ROUTE TO GEONOSIS
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Obi-Wan was also on route to a new destination. A new planet in fact. After having failed to bring Jango in for questioning, he had followed the bounty hunter to the planet Geonosis thanks to the tracking device he had managed to attach to his ship.
Apparently though, he didn't do a good job of staying hidden. As he tried to keep his distance, something was released from the bounty hunter's ship.
"Something's coming," R4 told him.
Obi-Wan saw it, and felt a moment of panic. "Seismic chargers!"
It was safe to assume that Jango knew he was being followed. Obi-Wan quickly turned the ship, flying away from the seismic charge at it detonated.
"Careful, he's dropping another one!" R4 reported.
A few more followed as the bounty hunter tried to lose him, but to no avail. As the two ships flew through the asteroid belt, Jango managed to outmaneuver him until he was the one chasing the Jedi, and he open fired.
One of the lasers struck Oni-Wan's ship, a little too close for comfort on R4's part. "We've been hit!" he cried, and immediately set to work on repairing the damage.
But there was no time to worry about the small damage as Jango fired a seeker missile that followed Obi-Wan as he flew through the asteroid belt, unable to shake it off.
"R4, prepare to jettison the spare part canisters," he ordered.
"Canisters, ready and waiting," R4 replied, catching on to his plan.
"Fire them now!"
"Right! Canisters away!"
He dropped the spare parts, and the missile exploded as it flew into them. Obi-Wan outflew the blast and quickly took cover, setting the ship down on a passing asteroid. Jango seemed convinced that his pursuer had gone up in flames as he continued his journey to the planet.
Obi-Wan stayed behind the asteroid, but was able to see where the bounty hunter's ship was heading. "Well, R4, I think we waited long enough."
"Yup, the cost is clear," the droid agreed.
Coming out of hiding, they made their way down towards the planet, following the same path Jango had taken after having logged Jango's last trajectory. As the surface became visible, Obi-Wan couldn't help but notice something very suspicions. "There's an unusual concentration of Federation ships there, R4."
The droid had noticed that as well. "Yeah, they're everywhere."
But they wouldn't get any answer up here. So, finding a safe place to land, the Jedi left his ship and prepared to continue his investigation.
"Do you want me to come?" R4 asked.
Obi-Wan seemed to understand the droids question and gestured that he should stay there. Hoping his master would be alright, R4 watched as he disappeared into the night.
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LARS' MOISTURE FARM
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Anankin and Padmé's journey had finally reached their destination. They reached the address Watto had given them and were now making their way towards the moisture far, hopefully to dispel Anakin's visions and find Shmi Skywalker in good health.
R2 rolled along behind the humans, eager for a joyful reunion. "You think she's here?"
Padmé glanced back at him. "Stay with the ship, R2."
R2 came to a stop, slightly put off. He'd been hoping to see the reunion of mother and son, but he understood the need to have someone remain with the ship in case anyone tried to contact them.
"Oh, ok…" he grumbled, and headed back, dejectedly.
In the end, R2 would be glad he hadn't gone along, for only bad news was there to greet the young Jedi and his companion. Shmi was gone, taken captive by Tusken Raisers over a month ago. Anakin's stepfather and stepbrother had given her up for dead, but Anakin knew she was still alive, he could sense it.
After a heartfelt goodbye between the two, Anakin left Padmé in the keeping of his new family as he set out to find his missing mother.
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BACK ON GEONOSIS
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Finally Obi-Wan was beginning to get the answer he had been seeking. And they were troubling to say the least. It seemed that Jango was indeed the bounty hunter who had killed his partner back on Coruscant after the failed assassination on Padmé's life. And he was hired by the viceroy of the Trade Federation, who had joined forced with the traitor Jedi Master, Count Dooku, the leader of the Separatist movement.
After finding out what he could, Obi-Wan returned to his ship and attempted to contact the Jedi Council. It seemed though that the damage done to the ship by Jango's attack had knocked out the long range communicator though, leaving the Jedi with nothing but static.
"The transmitter is working," he told his droid, "but we're not getting a return signal. Coruscant's too far. R4, can you boost the power?"
R4 droid shook his head the best he could. "It's already maxed out."
Obi-Wan had thought as much. "We'll have to try something else."
"Like what?"
The Jedi considered this for a few moments. He didn't want to chance lifting off from he planet and risking detection. "Maybe, we can contact Anakin on Naboo; it's much closer."
"Right."
Having climbed into the cockpit, Obi-Wan attempted to make contact. "Anakin? Anakin, do you copy? This is Obi-Wan Kenobi. Anakin. He's not on Naboo, R4."
The droid turned to him in surprise. "What? Where could he be?"
Obi-Wan didn't answer as he made a search. "I'm going to try and widen the range." His look of concern crossed his face as he thought about the danger his apprentice might be in. "I do hope nothing's happened to him."
So he waited, and finally received a reading, his eyes going wide as he got confirmation. "That's Anakin's tracking signal all right, but it's coming from Tatoonie." His face scrunched up with confusion and irritation. "What the blazes is he doing there? I told him to stay on Naboo."
"And he didn't listen," R4 replied. "It's not like that's anything new."
Obi-Wan decided not to worry about that now as he got in position to send his message. "We haven't got much time. Anakin! Anakin, do you copy? This is Obi-Wan Kenobi…"
Yet even as the message was sent out, the damage done to the ship only allowed broken bits to get through. So when R2 received the transmission, it was mostly broken bits of data that he struggled to put together and make sense of.
"Stupid static," he grumbled, trying to decipher the corrupt data. "Can't get a good reading. Ah, there we go."
It took a few hours, but he finally managed to decipher the message in full. When he played it back, it was very troubling to say the least, and he immediately sought out his mistress.
Anakin had returned at that point with the body of his mother. Having been holding on for the hope of being able to see her son one last time, Shmi had died in Anakin's arms.
Her death triggered something in the young Jedi, a hidden darkness that had been buried deep. A darkness the Dark Side of the Force fed on and would make use of. A darkness that had brought out a side in Anakin he didn't know he had and was horrified to have given into. It had driven him to eliminate the Tusken Raiders that had taken his mother from him. But now that they were gone, all he was left with was pain.
It was with great reluctance that R2 interrupted the funeral, but he knew that if he didn't give the message right away, Anakin might lose another parental figure.
"Mistress Padmé! Mistress Padmé!" he called, pulling up to the protocol droid he had met 10 years ago. At least this time C-3PO had an outer covering.
Padmé turned to the astromech droid. "R2, what are you doing here?"
"Obi-Wan Kenobi called," the little droid replied, forgetting that they couldn't understand him.
Fortunately, being fluent in over six million forms of communication, 3PO was able to translate for him. "It seems he's carrying a message from an Obi-Wan Kenobi." He glanced at his maker. "Um, Master Ani, does that name mean anything to you?"
"Of course it does," R2 told him impatiently.
Both Anakin and Padmé were just as disturbed by Obi-Wan's message as R2 had been. The hologram also revealed that the Jedi had been captured as well, making the situation even more grave.
Having received the message, Jedi Master Mace Windu gave Anakin strict orders to stay where he was and protect Padmé. And while the young Jedi fully intended to do just that, Padmé gave him a way around Windu's orders. She had decided that she would rescue Obi-Wan herself, fearing that the others wouldn't make it in time. And since Anakin was under orders to protect her, then he had to go with her.
It also seemed that they would have one more joining them on their trip. Being Anakin's creation, it was decided that 3PO would go with him. R2 was glad to have the protocol droid come along. He had taken a liking to him when they had met 10 years ago. He felt that the two of them could become the best of friends.
"Don't worry," he told their new companion as he sat down, getting ready for takeoff.
"I'm not worried, R2," 3PO insisted, "it's just that I've never flown before…"
It also seemed that he had never acted on his own before. After having made the trip to Geonosis, Anakin and Padmé had left in search of Obi-Wan. R2 was concerned, knowing that there would be a lot of enemies here, and glanced at the protocol droid.
"We should go help them."
3PO gave him a look. "My obtuse little friend, if they had needed our help, they would have asked for it," he said, sounding very stuck up. "You obviously have a great deal to learn about human behavior."
R2 would have made a face if he'd had one to make. "Well excuse me. Sheesh." He turned to watch as his masters left, and turned to 3PO once again. "I think we should go."
But 3PO was refused to budge. "For a mechanic, you do an excessive lot of thinking."
R2, however, was adamant. "And you think you know about humans?"
3PO was outraged. "I am programmed to understand humans."
R2 scoffed. "So, you understand humans. Big deal. What does that even mean?"
More outrage. "What does that? Oh! That means I am in charge here!"
"Yeah, right."
Unwilling to argue further, R2 turned and began rolling away. If 3PO's mouth were capable of moving, it would have dropped open at the little droid's defiance. "Hey, where are you going?"
"To help," R2 replied simply.
Almost without realizing it, 3PO began following. "You don't know what's out there. Have you no sense at all?"
"More than you do," R2 countered.
"Oh! Idiot!"
"I'm not staying behind!"
"Please wait!"
But R2 didn't even slow down as he followed the path Anakin and Padmé took. "Just hurry up if you're coming."
Feeling uneasy, 3PO stayed close to the infuriating astromech droid. "Do you know where you're going?"
He received no response, but there was no need for one. They caught up with the two humans soon enough, only to be cut off by a swarm of Geonosians. Amongst the chaos, the two droids lost sight of the two humans as they disappeared behind a door. And by the time they had caught up, both Anakin and Padmé were gone.
But as 3PO opened the door, he was so shocked by what he saw that he actually forgot about the two of them. "Oh my goodness! Shut me down. Machines making machines. Oh, how perverse!"
He scanned the immense factory, unable to go any further with the platform having retracted into the wall. But while 3PO had forgotten about his masters, R2 had not, and he impatiently bumped into the protocol droid. "Move it!"
Nearly losing his balance, 3PO struggled to regain his footing. "Calm down, R2. I almost fell."
"You're in the way," R2 insisted, moving to bump into him again. "Get going."
"You'll get your chance to looooooook!"
Upon having the astromech droid bump him again, he went tumbling over the edge. R2 watched to make sure he would be ok before igniting his jets. "Alright, R2 to the rescue. Jets activated." He rarely used them due to the limited fuel he could carry, but he used them now, flying through the air as he headed for his masters. "Here I come. Going up!"
When he eventually caught up with the two humans, he was horrified by what he saw. Padmé had somehow ended up in a large empty vat after having a scuffle with a Geonosian. And up ahead, the vats were carried towards a downpour of molten metal.
"Oh no, Mistress Padmé!" he cried, putting on a burst of speed.
He saw that Anakin was preoccupied with the attacking Geonosians and was unable to reach her. Fortunately, there was a computer a short distance away, and R2 made his way towards it.
Landing beside the computer, he inserted his mechanical arm into it and quickly gained access. "I gotta put a stop to this."
The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Just before Padmé would have had a shower of hot metal, R2 managed to shut it down, saving her life.
"Now to let her down," he told himself.
Unfortunately, this meant crudely dropping the vat she was in, and she went tumbling out. The good news was she was ok. The bad news was that she was instantly surrounded by Geonosians. The worst news was that Anakin was captured right afterwards, having run into a little problem with his lightsaber.
R2 realized there was nothing he could do for them now, and quickly went into hiding. He would have to lay low and wait for a chance to rescue them. If he could. From the looks of things, it seemed pretty hopeless. And it continued to remain that way as the two humans were quickly sentenced to death, along with Obi-Wan Kenobi.
But they weren't doomed just yet. Obi-Wan and Anakin's Jedi skills, not to mention Padmé's cunning, managed to save them thus far in the arena where they were to be publically executed. The odds fell even more in their favor when an army of Jedi suddenly arrived to rescue them.
In response to this unexpected development, Count Dooku set loose all the battle droids. And among them, somehow managing to get his head welded onto a battle droid's body, was C-3PO. To complicate things further, the same thing had happened to his body, a battle droid's head attached to his neck. It didn't stay there long though as a Jedi sliced it off with their lightsaber. As for 3PO, he somehow ended up trapped beneath a much larger battle droid.
And here came R2, calming strolling along to the trapped 3PO. "Well, look what I found."
The protocol droid looked up at him in disbelief. "R2, what are you doing here?"
"Saving you," he said, turning around. "Just hang on."
A slot on his back opened up, firing out a suction cup grapnel from a compartment that latched onto 3PO's head. The protocol droid would have blinked if he were able to.
"What are you doing?" he demanded as R2 began pulling him. "Oh, stop that; you're going to strain something! My head!"
Fortunately, battle droids were put together in a quick and crude manner, favoring quantity over quality, and 3PO's head came off with a pop. R2 couldn't help but inwardly smirk as he dragged the bodiless droid. "Lets go."
"Now where are you going?" 3PO demanded.
"Quiet down."
"Oh, this is such a drag."
He brought 3PO over to his real body and quickly set to work on reattaching him, 3PO grumbling the entire time. "R2, please be careful! You're singeing my circuits."
"Geez, you complain a lot," R2 muttered.
As he continued to work, the droid army overwhelmed the Jedi with their superior numbers. When it became apparent that they would not prevail, Dooku gave them the chance to surrender, but Mace Windu spoke what they all felt. "We will not be hostages to be bartered, Dooku!"
As the droids took aim, waiting for the Sith Lord to give the word, the tide suddenly turned as Master Yoda arrived with the clone army from Kamino. With numbers far surpassing the droids, the mechanically army was quickly overwhelmed, and Dooku and the Separatist fled, taking with them the plans for the ultimate weapon that would come to be known as the Death Star.
As the battle came to a close, R2 completed reattaching 3PO's head. "There, all finished. You feeling all better now?"
3PO sat up, looking at all the carnage around him as he tried to process what had happened. "Oh, I had the most peculiar dream."
In the distance, Count Dooku made his escape from the planet. After nearly being overwhelmed in battle by Obi-Wan and Anakin before finally being forced to flee when confronted by Yoda, he now sat in his ship with a droid pilot.
"Setting a course for Coruscant," the droid told him.
And a few hours later, Dooku was on city-planet, reunited with his master, Darth Sidious, who greeted him as Darth Tyranus, the very man who had recruited the now deceased Jango Fett to be the source material for the clone army. While there had been a few hiccups in the plan, everything was proceeding as Sidious had foreseen it. Including his intention of getting young Anakin to join the Dark Side.
Even now, events were unfolding towards this dark future. With only a priest, R2, and 3PO as witnesses, Anakin Skywalker and Padmé Amidala joined hands in holy matrimony. No longer willing to ignore their feelings for each other, they decided that the risks of their forbidden romance were worth it in the end. Thus they were married in secret, against the laws of the Jedi, knowing that Anakin would be expelled from the Order and Padmé would face a galactic scandal should their union be discovered.
There was a reason Jedi were not allowed to marry. When you loved somehow, there was always the fear of losing them. And as Yoda had stated when he had first met Anakin 10 years ago, fear led to the Dark Side. And one of the things people feared above all else was losing something they loved.
(A/N: Episode II is complete. Not as long as the first one, but I couldn't really help that. The length pretty much depends on how much untranslated dialogue is in the movie for me to work with. So, Revenge of the Sith is next, my favorite of the prequels. I don't care what anyone says, they were good movies. Not as good as the original trilogy, but still good. FYI, people, not being as good as one movie doesn't make it bad. There are people that think that Jedi wasn't as good as Empire, but that doesn't mean Jedi was bad. Personally, I thought it was better. If I had to list them from most favorite to least favorite, I'd do VI, III, IV, VII, V, II, I. Oops, I'm rambling again. Better end it here. I'll see you next time.)
