"Commander Cody, the time has come. Execute Order 6-" Sidious says but is then interrupted by a different call coming into Cody's comm.
"Commander Cody, execute Order 65." Mace says as he appears, he is sitting on a cot, his wounds being treated, but still looking as cold as ever.
"Yes, Sir." Cody says as he broadcast the message throughout all the clone commander's comms.
"No!" Sidious shouts.
Commander Fox walks into the room after seeing the dead Jedi by the entrance, as he walks in his comm beeps and Sidious's message is broadcasted, his mind fades away, only leaving an empty shell, his mind set on one task. Sidious hears multiple boots pounding the floor as the clones rush through the hallway. The doors burst open, and hundreds of clones storm in, their blasters firing at the Chancellor who is desperately trying to block all the shots with his saber.
"Stand down! That is an Order!" Sidious shouts.
"Good Soldiers, follow orders." They chant, their voices almost sounding robotic, with no emotion in their tones.
Sidious's strength is slowly faltering, his moves getting sloppy. He tries to kill as many clones as possible, but he only manages to wound a few. A blaster bolt lands on his wrist, knocking his saber to the ground, his body is then the open target for the clones, and he drops dead to the floor seconds later.
Mace walks in a few minutes later with Ponds by his side.
"Stand down, men. Your task has been finished." Mace commands as the clones drop their blasters, they stare at the dead Chancellor, unsure of what to do or say.
"You guys will be rewarded once everything settles, for now, the war is over, thank you for ending it, men. You guys did the right thing, the Chancellor was a Sith Lord. I am sorry though that I had to take advantage of the chips. We will speak about the freedom of the clones in a little bit. But for now, tend to the wounded." Mace says and leaves. All the clones watch in shock as the Korun Master leaves, who is still missing an arm, then they celebrate, letting out cheerful noises, the war was over, the Republic won, and most importantly, the Sith Lord is dead.
Commander Fox takes off his helmet and lets out a whoop, happy now that the Chancellor is dead anyway. As the Separatists mourn the death of their leader, the clones and Jedi celebrate across the Galaxy.