Author's Note: My writer's block lasted all of one second. I got a
brainstorm, and began to write Ch. 4!!! I hope you like, this one is all
about the BATTLE! Hehehe, I hope you enjoy!! Review, review, review! Luv
Coco P.S this is a battle, and I SUCK AT BATTLES, so please excuse.
I DO NOT OWN PADME, YODA, MACE WINDU, OBI-WAN, ANAKIN (VADER), PALPATINE, OR ANY OF THE OTHERS!!
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Padme wasn't exactly sure how this battle was going to take place. She assumed it would be a lot like the battle the Gungans staged against the droid armies back 14 or 15 years ago.
As a tribute to Anakin, and partly as a reminder to him of his past as a good man, Padme wore the same white-ripped outfit she wore at Geonosis. Her hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail, and her built was equipped with three blasters, a power pack, and some lock-picking and other common sense items.
Padme met Mace Windu, Yoda, and the remaining Jedi outside the Jedi Headquarters. They traveled by skip to a remote and isolated area of Coruscant.
The area was bleak, dull, and filled with absolutely nothing. The sky was gray and overcast, and basically dampened the whole mood even more.
The Jedi stood solemnly in lines, Padme at the front with Mace Windu, Master Yoda, and Obi-Wan. They decided that they would need her diplomatic skills, to perhaps negotiate a peaceful solution.
Padme didn't find that likely, however.
They stood there for what seemed hours, until a dull thudding began to echo over the clearing. Several of the younger Jedi looked around excitedly, but Yoda got a very sad, old tired expression on his face.
Light-sabers ignited, and an evil cackle was heard over the dim. "Is this all you can muster, Masters? You're too few Jedi, and a Senator in old garments? Prepare to die."
Emperor Palpatine was nowhere to be seen, but Padme could tell that the Jedi definitely felt him through the Force. Padme, however, was looking for another man.
Donning black armor, Lord Vader (Anakin Skywalker) loomed in front of his army, looking like death itself. Padme was appalled. This could not be her husband! Annie was tall, handsome. He had blue eyes and a cute smile. This twisted black monstrosity couldn't smile. The mask prevented any facial movements at all.
"Charge!" was yelled by one of the clone commanders. Padme readied her blasters, one in each hand. She switched the settings from "Stun" to "Kill", and then looked at Windu for guidance. He nodded, and she fired.
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Two warriors fell simultaneously at Padme's gunshots. The clones rushed forward, trampling the dead bodies. Padme shot again, and hit two more. The mob came closer. Two more went down.
Then another two.
But the six deaths so far made no dent in the mass that was Palpatine's army. More soldiers dove out from under cover, heading towards the tiny legion of Jedi.
"Hold steady!" Mace Windu warned, one hand on his light-saber, and one warning the Jedi back. "Hold steady!"
Yoda ignited his green light-saber. The rest of the Jedi did as well. A brilliant illusion of blue and green against the backdrop of a terrible storm; a storm of power, malice, hate, and anger.
And then, the storm struck.
~*~*~*~*~*~ (Hehehe sry, wanted to make you believe it was the end.)
All at once, several things happened quite quickly. The rounds and rounds of clone troopers charged full speed at the Jedi, who stood ready. Padme shot as many as she could, and had to stifle a laugh when one of the troopers tripped over a fallen body.
Second, no one but Obi-Wan saw it, but Darth Vader began to walk slowly form behind the lines towards the Jedi. He wanted a rematch.
And third, Mace Windu was shot in the leg.
As soon as Padme saw the great Jedi fall, she rushed to his side, dropping her blaster. He was bleeding freely, and had dropped his distinguished purple light-saber.
Padme ripped part of her shirt (it was quite small now) and bandaged it quickly around the open wound. Suddenly, a strong pair of arms grabbed her from behind.
Remembering her trainer's words, Padme twisted in the grip and delivered a high kick at the trooper's face. He stumbled, and loosened his grip ever so slightly. That was all Padme needed.
She punched the trooper in the face, and twisted his shooting arm. In her left hand, she caught the blaster thrown to her by Master Windu. She barely took aim, and shot the trooper in the face.
Padme ran off with her new blaster and began to shoot as many of the troopers as possible. One commander started towards her, running and firing at the same time.
Padme dropped to a crouch and quickly avoided the bolts. She shot him once in the leg and once in the head.
Taking a moment to breath, Padme surveyed the scene around her. The Jedi were fighting bravely, as they had at Geonosis. But, like Geonosis, they were losing.
The sheer numbers of the troopers was overwhelming them. One by one, the Jedi fell. Those who remained closed off into protective circles. They would block each other, and send as many bolts as possible back at the enemy.
Some Jedi were using the Force to kill their enemies. One Jedi used his telepathic ability to cut off several of the troopers' circulation. They dropped like flies.
Padme searched frantically to find either Obi-Wan or Anakin. She shot several soldiers quickly, turning furiously and shooting anything that came into her path.
Finally, Padme caught sight of a tall, black armored figure heading towards Obi-Wan who was slowly walking towards the machine as well. Their light- sabers were drawn, and they were using the Force to throw opponents out of their way.
Padme rushed over to the scene, shooting all in her path. A trooper fell in her way and she quickly jumper over it.
Yoda slowly followed her, fighting only those who came in his path. He watched his two apprentices face off to each other. How had he failed? What had happened? He had failed them.
It was his failure, none others. He had failed them. He had allowed Palpatine's reign to come to being. He should have seen this. He should have prevented it. And now, the doom of all was stained on his hands.
Obi-Wan and Darth Vader circled each other. They each had a protective barriers around themselves, preventing any from entering their domain.
The malice was evident even to those who could not touch the Force. Padme ran full slam into the invisible wall and fell back. She stood up quickly and stared at the two men.
"Stop!!!" she screamed. For one minute, the battle ceased. Even Palpatine stopped his evil cackle.
The two men (well one was a machine) stared at the tiny woman. She radiated hurt and anger.
"Please. I love you both. Stop. Don't do this." Padme's eyes were pleading.
Anakin Skywalker, now known as Darth Vader, felt something stir in him. He almost turned towards the woman.
Almost.
Padme looked at Obi-Wan but he shook his head. Felling utterly helpless, Padme turned towards the man that was her husband. "Anakin. Anakin. Annie. Please, come back to me. I need you. I love you. Come back to the Light."
The spirit that was Anakin stirred, and the metal man turned towards his wife. "Padme," he whispered.
But his voice was merely a shadow of what it had been.
The horror was evident not on Padme's face, but in her chocolate brown eyes. Seeing this, Darth Vader, not Anakin Skywalker, struck at his unassuming master.
Obi-Wan didn't feel the attack coming until it was too late. The blow hit him square in the shoulder, almost searing off his arm. He fell to the ground clutching the mark.
In that one second, the shield wavered and Padme went charging in.
Vader raised his light-saber to strike, and brought it down with such force at his old Jedi Master.
Padme, seeing this, threw herself on top of Obi-Wan's body. The hit struck her.
All noise was now deafened. Everyone stared in shock at the fallen woman. Obi-Wan crept out from under her, and slowly shook her. "Padme!" he whispered urgently.
But he got no response.
Fueled with anger, Obi-Wan turned towards his apprentice. "You killed her, Anakin. You killed your own wife. Murderer." He whispered the last word.
Darth Vader flew down to strike the Jedi, but a green light-saber intercepted his own red one. Yoda stared at the Sith Lord. "Leave, you will."
Knowing he could not beat the diminutive Jedi, Vader turned on his heel and walked away through the masses of clone troopers.
Only then did Obi-Wan see the damage that had really been done.
They had gone into this battle with at least 2,000 Jedi Knights and Apprentices, all which remained of the Order.
What surrounded him was no more than twenty.
Obi-Wan looked furiously but could not find Mace Windu. "Yoda! Where is Master Windu?"
Yoda turned his green head to face the Jedi, tears evident in his eyes. "He fell."
Obi-Wan looked shockingly down the path that had been cleared before him. There lay the Jedi Master, legs seared off and blood staining his tunic.
Obi-Wan was overcome with guilt and tragedy. He knelt on his knees, tears flowing out of his eyes freely. His cry of grief echoed through the dark pit they fought in.
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The Jedi left quickly, carrying the wounded towards the clinics to be healed. Darth Vader watched them leave.
He had remained behind even after his Master left, careful to conceal his Force presence. He watched as his former Jedi Master cried out in grief and pain. He saw the dead body of Mace Windu, who he had killed.
//Flashback To Battle Scene\\
"Darth Vader."
"Windu."
The two opponents stood facing each other.
Vader looked at the Jedi Master in disgust. "You are not ready to fight me. You have not the skill to defeat a Dark Lord of the Sith."
"The Sith? So that is what you have become. Yoda was right in being frightened for you. We shouldn't have had you trained." Mace Windu ignited his purple light-saber. "Come back to the good, Anakin, or allow yourself to be struck down."
"No, Master Windu. It is you who shall be struck down."
And then, they charged.
Light-sabers whirling through the air, the two fabled Jedi met. Purple clashed against red. Darth Vader lunged towards Mace Windu, who easily parried.
Taking the offensive, Mace Windu began a quick series of left-right-right strokes. The first time it caught Vader unawares.
But only the first time.
Defending himself, Vader flashed forward, a humongous black and red figure sweeping down on the poor Jedi. He parried each attack and gave his own in a hurried fashion.
One stroke fell near Windu's shoulder. Mace jumped backwards, propelling himself through the Force, and calling a fallen blaster into his hand.
He shot one deadly beam of light at the Sith Lord. His eyes rounded in surprise when the man that was Anakin deflected the bolt with his mere hand. He sent it back at Mace Windu.
Caught by surprise, Windu caught the bolt in his chest, right below his heart. Looking down in surprise, he missed the attack by Vader.
Sweeping down on the hurt Jedi, Darth Vader quickly seared off Master Windu's legs. He fell to the ground, howling in pain.
His howls were drowned out by the raging battle around him. No one could hear him. No one could come help him.
Facing Anakin Skywalker, Mace Windu brought up his purple light-saber to deflect the would-be deadly aim of the red one. He parried the next few moves from the ground but knew he could not hold out much longer.
Darth Vader struck down upon the dying Jedi with rage. He hit so hard the light-saber flew out of Windu's hand. Seeing his opportunity, Vader struck the weapon down through Windu's chest. Then, he turned on his heel and went off to find Kenobi.
//End Battle Scene Flashback\\
As Anakin Skywalker, Vader had admired Mace Windu. He was a tough fighter and a noble man. But as a Sith Lord, Windu was no more than another enemy to extinguish.
Darth Vader made his way over to the small clearing in the battle dome. He dropped to his knees beside the fallen woman.
Gently, Vader lifted her into his arms. "Padme," he whispered, the name foreign yet familiar on his lips.
Amazingly, she answered back softly. "Annie? Is that you?"
The words reminded him of his mother's, when she lay on her death bed.
A sickening rage flew through Vader. First his mother, and now his wife. Was all that he loved destined to death? Could there be no peace?
Yet a taunting voice inside him answered his question. *You killed her. You're a murderer. You killed your own wife!*
"It's me Padme. I love you. I'm so sorry." His voice began to change back into that of Anakin Skywalker.
"I.love.you.too.Annie. Remember me." Her last words were labored and painful.
Then, the mighty woman known as Padme Amidala, died. She peacefully closed her chocolate brown eyes, and smiled a small smile, for she was dying in the arms of the man she loved.
Anakin Skywalker, in that instant, ceased to be. "I will avenge you Padme. I will kill those who kept us separate." Blinded by grief and fury, Vader didn't realize that he was the one who had killed his beloved.
"Vader."
The voice cut through the silence and anger.
"Kenobi."
For indeed there was Obi-Wan Kenobi, standing in tattered garments, nursing his arm wound. "Until we meet again, Vader. Until we meet again." He tipped his blue light-saber in a small salute towards the man/machine. Then General Kenobi turned on his heel and walked away.
Darth Vader stared after him, then back towards the peaceful face of his deceased wife.
"Until we meet again."
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Well that was interesting, was it not??? I'm even kind of surprised at how it turned out. Well anyway, I might add one more chapter, but I have to see. Please, please review, and I will love you with all of my heart!!
Luv always,
Coco
I DO NOT OWN PADME, YODA, MACE WINDU, OBI-WAN, ANAKIN (VADER), PALPATINE, OR ANY OF THE OTHERS!!
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Padme wasn't exactly sure how this battle was going to take place. She assumed it would be a lot like the battle the Gungans staged against the droid armies back 14 or 15 years ago.
As a tribute to Anakin, and partly as a reminder to him of his past as a good man, Padme wore the same white-ripped outfit she wore at Geonosis. Her hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail, and her built was equipped with three blasters, a power pack, and some lock-picking and other common sense items.
Padme met Mace Windu, Yoda, and the remaining Jedi outside the Jedi Headquarters. They traveled by skip to a remote and isolated area of Coruscant.
The area was bleak, dull, and filled with absolutely nothing. The sky was gray and overcast, and basically dampened the whole mood even more.
The Jedi stood solemnly in lines, Padme at the front with Mace Windu, Master Yoda, and Obi-Wan. They decided that they would need her diplomatic skills, to perhaps negotiate a peaceful solution.
Padme didn't find that likely, however.
They stood there for what seemed hours, until a dull thudding began to echo over the clearing. Several of the younger Jedi looked around excitedly, but Yoda got a very sad, old tired expression on his face.
Light-sabers ignited, and an evil cackle was heard over the dim. "Is this all you can muster, Masters? You're too few Jedi, and a Senator in old garments? Prepare to die."
Emperor Palpatine was nowhere to be seen, but Padme could tell that the Jedi definitely felt him through the Force. Padme, however, was looking for another man.
Donning black armor, Lord Vader (Anakin Skywalker) loomed in front of his army, looking like death itself. Padme was appalled. This could not be her husband! Annie was tall, handsome. He had blue eyes and a cute smile. This twisted black monstrosity couldn't smile. The mask prevented any facial movements at all.
"Charge!" was yelled by one of the clone commanders. Padme readied her blasters, one in each hand. She switched the settings from "Stun" to "Kill", and then looked at Windu for guidance. He nodded, and she fired.
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Two warriors fell simultaneously at Padme's gunshots. The clones rushed forward, trampling the dead bodies. Padme shot again, and hit two more. The mob came closer. Two more went down.
Then another two.
But the six deaths so far made no dent in the mass that was Palpatine's army. More soldiers dove out from under cover, heading towards the tiny legion of Jedi.
"Hold steady!" Mace Windu warned, one hand on his light-saber, and one warning the Jedi back. "Hold steady!"
Yoda ignited his green light-saber. The rest of the Jedi did as well. A brilliant illusion of blue and green against the backdrop of a terrible storm; a storm of power, malice, hate, and anger.
And then, the storm struck.
~*~*~*~*~*~ (Hehehe sry, wanted to make you believe it was the end.)
All at once, several things happened quite quickly. The rounds and rounds of clone troopers charged full speed at the Jedi, who stood ready. Padme shot as many as she could, and had to stifle a laugh when one of the troopers tripped over a fallen body.
Second, no one but Obi-Wan saw it, but Darth Vader began to walk slowly form behind the lines towards the Jedi. He wanted a rematch.
And third, Mace Windu was shot in the leg.
As soon as Padme saw the great Jedi fall, she rushed to his side, dropping her blaster. He was bleeding freely, and had dropped his distinguished purple light-saber.
Padme ripped part of her shirt (it was quite small now) and bandaged it quickly around the open wound. Suddenly, a strong pair of arms grabbed her from behind.
Remembering her trainer's words, Padme twisted in the grip and delivered a high kick at the trooper's face. He stumbled, and loosened his grip ever so slightly. That was all Padme needed.
She punched the trooper in the face, and twisted his shooting arm. In her left hand, she caught the blaster thrown to her by Master Windu. She barely took aim, and shot the trooper in the face.
Padme ran off with her new blaster and began to shoot as many of the troopers as possible. One commander started towards her, running and firing at the same time.
Padme dropped to a crouch and quickly avoided the bolts. She shot him once in the leg and once in the head.
Taking a moment to breath, Padme surveyed the scene around her. The Jedi were fighting bravely, as they had at Geonosis. But, like Geonosis, they were losing.
The sheer numbers of the troopers was overwhelming them. One by one, the Jedi fell. Those who remained closed off into protective circles. They would block each other, and send as many bolts as possible back at the enemy.
Some Jedi were using the Force to kill their enemies. One Jedi used his telepathic ability to cut off several of the troopers' circulation. They dropped like flies.
Padme searched frantically to find either Obi-Wan or Anakin. She shot several soldiers quickly, turning furiously and shooting anything that came into her path.
Finally, Padme caught sight of a tall, black armored figure heading towards Obi-Wan who was slowly walking towards the machine as well. Their light- sabers were drawn, and they were using the Force to throw opponents out of their way.
Padme rushed over to the scene, shooting all in her path. A trooper fell in her way and she quickly jumper over it.
Yoda slowly followed her, fighting only those who came in his path. He watched his two apprentices face off to each other. How had he failed? What had happened? He had failed them.
It was his failure, none others. He had failed them. He had allowed Palpatine's reign to come to being. He should have seen this. He should have prevented it. And now, the doom of all was stained on his hands.
Obi-Wan and Darth Vader circled each other. They each had a protective barriers around themselves, preventing any from entering their domain.
The malice was evident even to those who could not touch the Force. Padme ran full slam into the invisible wall and fell back. She stood up quickly and stared at the two men.
"Stop!!!" she screamed. For one minute, the battle ceased. Even Palpatine stopped his evil cackle.
The two men (well one was a machine) stared at the tiny woman. She radiated hurt and anger.
"Please. I love you both. Stop. Don't do this." Padme's eyes were pleading.
Anakin Skywalker, now known as Darth Vader, felt something stir in him. He almost turned towards the woman.
Almost.
Padme looked at Obi-Wan but he shook his head. Felling utterly helpless, Padme turned towards the man that was her husband. "Anakin. Anakin. Annie. Please, come back to me. I need you. I love you. Come back to the Light."
The spirit that was Anakin stirred, and the metal man turned towards his wife. "Padme," he whispered.
But his voice was merely a shadow of what it had been.
The horror was evident not on Padme's face, but in her chocolate brown eyes. Seeing this, Darth Vader, not Anakin Skywalker, struck at his unassuming master.
Obi-Wan didn't feel the attack coming until it was too late. The blow hit him square in the shoulder, almost searing off his arm. He fell to the ground clutching the mark.
In that one second, the shield wavered and Padme went charging in.
Vader raised his light-saber to strike, and brought it down with such force at his old Jedi Master.
Padme, seeing this, threw herself on top of Obi-Wan's body. The hit struck her.
All noise was now deafened. Everyone stared in shock at the fallen woman. Obi-Wan crept out from under her, and slowly shook her. "Padme!" he whispered urgently.
But he got no response.
Fueled with anger, Obi-Wan turned towards his apprentice. "You killed her, Anakin. You killed your own wife. Murderer." He whispered the last word.
Darth Vader flew down to strike the Jedi, but a green light-saber intercepted his own red one. Yoda stared at the Sith Lord. "Leave, you will."
Knowing he could not beat the diminutive Jedi, Vader turned on his heel and walked away through the masses of clone troopers.
Only then did Obi-Wan see the damage that had really been done.
They had gone into this battle with at least 2,000 Jedi Knights and Apprentices, all which remained of the Order.
What surrounded him was no more than twenty.
Obi-Wan looked furiously but could not find Mace Windu. "Yoda! Where is Master Windu?"
Yoda turned his green head to face the Jedi, tears evident in his eyes. "He fell."
Obi-Wan looked shockingly down the path that had been cleared before him. There lay the Jedi Master, legs seared off and blood staining his tunic.
Obi-Wan was overcome with guilt and tragedy. He knelt on his knees, tears flowing out of his eyes freely. His cry of grief echoed through the dark pit they fought in.
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The Jedi left quickly, carrying the wounded towards the clinics to be healed. Darth Vader watched them leave.
He had remained behind even after his Master left, careful to conceal his Force presence. He watched as his former Jedi Master cried out in grief and pain. He saw the dead body of Mace Windu, who he had killed.
//Flashback To Battle Scene\\
"Darth Vader."
"Windu."
The two opponents stood facing each other.
Vader looked at the Jedi Master in disgust. "You are not ready to fight me. You have not the skill to defeat a Dark Lord of the Sith."
"The Sith? So that is what you have become. Yoda was right in being frightened for you. We shouldn't have had you trained." Mace Windu ignited his purple light-saber. "Come back to the good, Anakin, or allow yourself to be struck down."
"No, Master Windu. It is you who shall be struck down."
And then, they charged.
Light-sabers whirling through the air, the two fabled Jedi met. Purple clashed against red. Darth Vader lunged towards Mace Windu, who easily parried.
Taking the offensive, Mace Windu began a quick series of left-right-right strokes. The first time it caught Vader unawares.
But only the first time.
Defending himself, Vader flashed forward, a humongous black and red figure sweeping down on the poor Jedi. He parried each attack and gave his own in a hurried fashion.
One stroke fell near Windu's shoulder. Mace jumped backwards, propelling himself through the Force, and calling a fallen blaster into his hand.
He shot one deadly beam of light at the Sith Lord. His eyes rounded in surprise when the man that was Anakin deflected the bolt with his mere hand. He sent it back at Mace Windu.
Caught by surprise, Windu caught the bolt in his chest, right below his heart. Looking down in surprise, he missed the attack by Vader.
Sweeping down on the hurt Jedi, Darth Vader quickly seared off Master Windu's legs. He fell to the ground, howling in pain.
His howls were drowned out by the raging battle around him. No one could hear him. No one could come help him.
Facing Anakin Skywalker, Mace Windu brought up his purple light-saber to deflect the would-be deadly aim of the red one. He parried the next few moves from the ground but knew he could not hold out much longer.
Darth Vader struck down upon the dying Jedi with rage. He hit so hard the light-saber flew out of Windu's hand. Seeing his opportunity, Vader struck the weapon down through Windu's chest. Then, he turned on his heel and went off to find Kenobi.
//End Battle Scene Flashback\\
As Anakin Skywalker, Vader had admired Mace Windu. He was a tough fighter and a noble man. But as a Sith Lord, Windu was no more than another enemy to extinguish.
Darth Vader made his way over to the small clearing in the battle dome. He dropped to his knees beside the fallen woman.
Gently, Vader lifted her into his arms. "Padme," he whispered, the name foreign yet familiar on his lips.
Amazingly, she answered back softly. "Annie? Is that you?"
The words reminded him of his mother's, when she lay on her death bed.
A sickening rage flew through Vader. First his mother, and now his wife. Was all that he loved destined to death? Could there be no peace?
Yet a taunting voice inside him answered his question. *You killed her. You're a murderer. You killed your own wife!*
"It's me Padme. I love you. I'm so sorry." His voice began to change back into that of Anakin Skywalker.
"I.love.you.too.Annie. Remember me." Her last words were labored and painful.
Then, the mighty woman known as Padme Amidala, died. She peacefully closed her chocolate brown eyes, and smiled a small smile, for she was dying in the arms of the man she loved.
Anakin Skywalker, in that instant, ceased to be. "I will avenge you Padme. I will kill those who kept us separate." Blinded by grief and fury, Vader didn't realize that he was the one who had killed his beloved.
"Vader."
The voice cut through the silence and anger.
"Kenobi."
For indeed there was Obi-Wan Kenobi, standing in tattered garments, nursing his arm wound. "Until we meet again, Vader. Until we meet again." He tipped his blue light-saber in a small salute towards the man/machine. Then General Kenobi turned on his heel and walked away.
Darth Vader stared after him, then back towards the peaceful face of his deceased wife.
"Until we meet again."
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Well that was interesting, was it not??? I'm even kind of surprised at how it turned out. Well anyway, I might add one more chapter, but I have to see. Please, please review, and I will love you with all of my heart!!
Luv always,
Coco