Chapter 25
Anakin marched on, inwardly thinking that dastardly music should be playing. (he he) The clones marched on behind him. He lit his saber. The blue blade was a blur, quickly cutting down any in his path. The Younglings, the Knights, the Padawans, all were added to the growing total of bodies. Anakin, no Vader, entered the Council chambers. Younglings rushed out from behind the chairs. A small blond one approached him.
"Master Skywalker! There are too many of them! What are we going to do?" Vader glared at the young boy. He ignited his saber.
Revan smiled across the Temple. Anakin opened the door.
"Rev?" He called softly. Clones poured into the room. "Don't touch her!" He snarled. They nodded. "Revan…"
"Hello Vader." Revan rose without turning.
"How did…" Vader began. He stared as Revan opened her aura. "You… you're still Dark!"
"Did you honestly think that I was a Jedi? You yourself know how powerful the Dark Side is. I am still Darth Revan, and I always will be." She dropped her cool façade of Dark Lordism. "Come here." She held open her arms. As Vader reluctantly hugged her, he whispered.
"So it was all fake? You… you don't love me?" Revan shoved him away.
"As if! I wouldn't do that, even as a Dark Lord. I love you Anakin, no matter what." She allowed her love to shine through into her aura, aware that as he felt it, they formed a bond. I love you Ani. Don't ever doubt that. He smiled, relieved. "Will you forgo Palpatine? Join me?" He nodded. "Then you should have a new name. Darth… Sadow, after the Sith Lord Naga Sadow." Together, they rose to cleanse the Temple of life.
That BITCH! He'd turned Anakin, and now she'd stolen him. He turned as the door was thrown open.
"R…R… Revan!" Palpatine stuttered. Revan snarled, black blades igniting.
"You will die Sidious." Vader and Revan advanced on him.
"Lord Vader! AS you're Master, I command you to kill her!" Vader laughed.
"That's Darth Sadow." Sadow sneered. Palpatine paled as the stasis was thrown over him. He screamed as Revan's blade descended upon him. He never felt the blow that severed his head.