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Padme ran throughout the halls of the massive Temple, She didn't know where she was going or how long she would be running, all she knew was to run, and get away, as far as she could. How can I trust him anymore She sniffled lightly as she ran out of the Temple into the business of Coracaunt. Where do I go?
She stood in front of the huge Temple just staring up at the sky filled with speeders and lit up billboard signs. The city was always alive at this time of night, people rushing from one night club to another, fighting to see who could be the better drunk driver.
She stood for what seemed like hours. She didn't know where to go. The only other people she trusted weren't near. And she wasn't going to listen Anakin make-up more lies. She slowly began to walk down the crowded alien filled street. After about a ten minute walk she arrived at this little cafe' that looked like it was empty. She pushed the door slowly open and a bell rang when she fully walked in. She was greeted by an over excited waitress, waiting on her every move.
"What can I get you" The server asked as Padme sat in a stool at the bar.
"Oh, just a Caff'" She answered back.
"Ok, it will be right out."
Padme looked around the little cafe', the owner obviously had a lot of time on their hands, the tables were spot less and the floor swept, she had never seen a low quality place have such clean tables and floors. And the fact that it was empty was a bit strange to her too. The waiter quickly came back out with a big cup full of steaming Caff'.
"Here ya go." She said as she handed Padme the cup.
"Thanks, how much do I owe you?" She questioned the young waiter.
"Oh, no biggy, It's on the house." She smiled towards Padme.
"Umm... Ok." She took a sip of the steaming liquid. "Um.. Do you have a fresher?"
"Ahh, Yes... It is down the hall to the right you can't miss it." She pointed towards the other side of the Cafe'.
"Thanks." Padme got up from the bar a made her way to the Fresher. She had this erie feeling that she was being watched, and she saw nothing but the waiter cleaning the counter and then walking in the back. She quietly walked into the Fresher, still feeling like she was being watched.
As soon as the Fresher door closed, A man in a dark cloak entered the small Cafe' and walked over to the young waitress.
"The girl?" He questioned.
"Are all Sith this impaintient?" The girl questioned.
"Shut up girl" He threw her form against the wall. "You will do your part of the deal, so I can do mine! Where is the girl?!"
The girl grabbed at her throat, trying her hardest to get the tightened grip away from her neck, "She... She is in... In the Fresher.."
The Sith finally loosened his grip and the girl fell heavily to the ground. "That wasn't part of the deal and you know it!"
"Since when I am I one to follow rules." He shot back at her as he made his way to the Fresher.
Padme had washed her hands and did her best to look presentable. She didn't know where she was going, but she needed to look not like a homeless person. She was just about to open the door to go back into the Cafe' when the door swung open and almost hit her in the face.
"Watch it!" She yelled, then she saw who it was and froze... "Your.... Your a SITH!" She backed away from him.
"Yes, I am! And I am here to bring you your destiny." He cornered her in a stall.
"No, I am fine right now! My life is fine!" She cried at him, then the images of her and Anakin fighting started coming back to her.
"Oh, I believe you are not... I believe that one word has destroyed your life.. That word is LYLA.. Or should I say name! She has destroyed your marriage hasn't she?"
"Yes, she did, but I will find happiness else where!" She tried to tell him.
"Oh, you see. Poor Anakin never slept with that SITH." He paused and saw her eyes widen. "Yes! It was all set up.. So you would run, and we would capture you. So Anakin would be angry that he couldn't remember what happened, and he thinks he cheated on you, and he will search for you, and then we will use you as bait after we have healed you, and turn him to the darkside!"
"NO! It can't be true!" She spat back to him.
"Ahh yes it is! You should have never lost your trust in him... But I am afraid it is too late now!" He slowly rose over to her and grabbed her neck and twisted it carefully, as to knock her out and not kill her. Little did he know, that Padme had just had her shields down and that Anakin had heard everyword he had jusrt said, and that he had revenged boiling in his blood.
The Sith carried the slim frame of Padme's body out of the set up Cafe and dropped her in the passenger side of his speeder. His thoughts were drifting towards the reward he would get from his Master when he brought the girl to him. For she would be the Sith lords most prized possesion.
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Back at the Temple Anakin's anger flared as he heard all of the Sith's plans for trying to turn him to the Darkside. But he didn't know that it was Padme that they really wanted. But he would soon find out. As he felt Padme's fear and pain as she went into unconciuosness he screamed out in vain for Obi-Wan, before he slipped like Padme into the blackness once again.
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Obi-Wan lay peacefully in the bed of Starr's quarters. They had gone out for a romantic dinner and the night was going great.
MASTER..SOMEONE HELP.... HELP HER!!!!!
Obi-Wan shot out of the bed at hearing Anakins cry for help, something was definitely wrong. Starr had now awaken, to see Obi-Wan scurrying around the room picking up his belongings.
"Where are you going?" She asked politely.
"Anakin, he is in trouble, come on... I will need your help!" He pulled her out of bed.
"What about Depa? Should we get her?"
"Yes." Obi-Wan answered back, "But we must hurry!"
Obi-Wan quickly dressed and waited outside the room rather impatiently for Starr to get dressed. After about 3 minutes... And Obi-Wan screaming at her trying to get her to hurry up she walked out of the room, fully dressed.
"What?" She asked when she noticing Obi-Wan was staring rudely at her.
"What took you so blasted long?" He asked her and pulled her out of the room and into the hallway dragging her throughout the Temple, towards Depa's quarters.
"Just run, obviously this is extremely urgent, we don't need to be talking! Am I right?" She yelled at him.
They ran quicker to Depa's quarters, Obi-Wan hushed obviously embarrassed by being told off by Starr. They had just reached Depa's quarters and were about to punch in the code to enter when the door swished open.
"We must tell the Council Obi-Wan!" Depa stated as she exited her quarters and into the hallway. She tried to pull him to the direction of the Council room, but he didn't budge.
"Come on Obi-Wan!" She yelled to him.
"NO! We don't have time!" Obi-Wan pulled her back.
"The Council can wait! We need to get to get to Anakin!" Starr stated picking up the details from probing Obi-Wan's stressed and unshielded mind.
"Alright," Depa finally agreed. "But we have to go to the Council after we find him!"
"Alright, but he is not lost... But in terrible pain, that is why we have to hurry!" Obi-Wan pulled her and Starr heading in the direction of his and Anakin's quarters.
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Anakin slipped in and out of consciousness while screaming for help. He was just about to give up thinking that his body was to weak to get a clear signal through when he saw the door to his quarters open, and then saw Obi- Wan walk in. He hoped that is was Padme and that this was all a dream, but he knew it wasn't. It hurt too much!
He didn't care about himself right now, he wanted them to help Padme, not him, he as just weak, but Padme! She was in danger!
"Anakin!!" Obi-Wan asked. "What happened?"
Obi-Wan looked at the broken and tattered man on the floor. He was lying flat on his back, obviously cut and bleeding from the shattered glass spread across the floor of the living area. Something bad had happened. He could see the track marks on his arm from the previous and frequent injections he had received. He could tell that Anakin's body had some kind of drug in it, but when he searched deeper, he couldn't figure out who did it to him.
Did he do them himself? Obi-Wan questioned himself.
"No Master I didn't!" He shot at him.
"I have not been good at shielding today... I hope this isn't a trend!" Obi- Wan smiled, looking at Starr.
"Master..." Anakin relaxed to the floor as Depa healed some wounds and sent waves of reassurance to him through the force. "This is serious! Padme is in trouble!"
"Anakin, what happened?" Obi-Wan bent of his Padawan.
"LYLA!!!!!!" Anakin yelled, just now beginning to remember. "She did this! She is a SITH! They have her Master! They want her for something! At first they wanted her to turn me to the Darkside, as bait, but now they don't really want me! THEY WANT HER!"
Obi-Wan looked down at his Padawan, he could feel the pain rushing through him and then saw the conversation Anakin had seen. He saw as the Sith choked the young waitress and saw him corner Padme. Then he saw blackness. Padme had been knocked unconscious. She was not safe.
"Anakin." Obi-Wan shook him. "Anakin look at me! They wont do anything to her. They wont kill her! They want her for something else. She is safe for now! Please Anakin listen to me for once, we have to go to the Council first! She is ok right now... But we will get her back! I promise you that!"
Just as he had said it Obi-Wan regretted his last comment. He never made promises, but for some reason he wanted Padme back too. He wanted revenge!!! What is wrong with me? Do I want revenge? I shouldn't make promises I know I probably wont keep.
Obi-Wan leaned his Padawan up against the wall till he could gather enough strength to get up and walk.
He is finally listening to me! He better hurry up and stand! There is no way I am caring him!
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"Master? You wished to see me?" The dark figure came toward the light in a dark and hidden throne room.
"Ahh, yes Lyla!" The figure in the throne answered. "You have failed me! The boy remembers! You assured me he wouldn't! Now you will pay the consequences!"
"But Master!" Lyla fought back. "We don't want him anyway, we got the girl, now everything will be great, with the creation of purer Sith born from her wisdom and strength combined with the power of the Sith we have! We don't need to worry about him!"
"I may not need or want him any longer, but he is the only one that will be able to get the girl out of our custody! He must be stopped! Him and his clan of friends! I will give you one last chance! And this time show no mercy! KILL THEM!" The throne figure shot.
"Master?" Lyla asked.
"I said kill them!" He sent Lyla a Force push towards the door. "Leave!"
"Yes, Master! I wont fail you this time! I promise you!" Lyla agreed.
"You better not! I am holding that to you, and the Consequence is your life!"
Lyla walked out of the room, trying to decide how she would pull this off, and how her Master would 'reward' her. She knew it would be bad even if she did something right. How did I get into this? I hate Sidious! Why doesn't he get off his paled sickly ass and do things himself! If he is all powerful, why doesn't he prove it!
Lyla walked into her quarters and flopped onto her bed. "Someday Sidious! I will get you! You will see!"
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"Guards?!" Sidious yelled.
"Yes M'Lord?" The guard asked trying to show strength through his fear.
"Has Knight Vorsha arrived with the girl yet?" Sidious asked.
"No M'Lord, he hasn't!" The guard said shakily. "I will inform you when he arrives."
"You better!" He gave the guard a brief force choke to make sure he had the guards word. "Now leave! And don't disturb me till they are here! This is extremely important!"
"Yes, M'Lord!" The guard scrambled out of the room, still grasping at his throat, glad to still be alive.
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Padme ran throughout the halls of the massive Temple, She didn't know where she was going or how long she would be running, all she knew was to run, and get away, as far as she could. How can I trust him anymore She sniffled lightly as she ran out of the Temple into the business of Coracaunt. Where do I go?
She stood in front of the huge Temple just staring up at the sky filled with speeders and lit up billboard signs. The city was always alive at this time of night, people rushing from one night club to another, fighting to see who could be the better drunk driver.
She stood for what seemed like hours. She didn't know where to go. The only other people she trusted weren't near. And she wasn't going to listen Anakin make-up more lies. She slowly began to walk down the crowded alien filled street. After about a ten minute walk she arrived at this little cafe' that looked like it was empty. She pushed the door slowly open and a bell rang when she fully walked in. She was greeted by an over excited waitress, waiting on her every move.
"What can I get you" The server asked as Padme sat in a stool at the bar.
"Oh, just a Caff'" She answered back.
"Ok, it will be right out."
Padme looked around the little cafe', the owner obviously had a lot of time on their hands, the tables were spot less and the floor swept, she had never seen a low quality place have such clean tables and floors. And the fact that it was empty was a bit strange to her too. The waiter quickly came back out with a big cup full of steaming Caff'.
"Here ya go." She said as she handed Padme the cup.
"Thanks, how much do I owe you?" She questioned the young waiter.
"Oh, no biggy, It's on the house." She smiled towards Padme.
"Umm... Ok." She took a sip of the steaming liquid. "Um.. Do you have a fresher?"
"Ahh, Yes... It is down the hall to the right you can't miss it." She pointed towards the other side of the Cafe'.
"Thanks." Padme got up from the bar a made her way to the Fresher. She had this erie feeling that she was being watched, and she saw nothing but the waiter cleaning the counter and then walking in the back. She quietly walked into the Fresher, still feeling like she was being watched.
As soon as the Fresher door closed, A man in a dark cloak entered the small Cafe' and walked over to the young waitress.
"The girl?" He questioned.
"Are all Sith this impaintient?" The girl questioned.
"Shut up girl" He threw her form against the wall. "You will do your part of the deal, so I can do mine! Where is the girl?!"
The girl grabbed at her throat, trying her hardest to get the tightened grip away from her neck, "She... She is in... In the Fresher.."
The Sith finally loosened his grip and the girl fell heavily to the ground. "That wasn't part of the deal and you know it!"
"Since when I am I one to follow rules." He shot back at her as he made his way to the Fresher.
Padme had washed her hands and did her best to look presentable. She didn't know where she was going, but she needed to look not like a homeless person. She was just about to open the door to go back into the Cafe' when the door swung open and almost hit her in the face.
"Watch it!" She yelled, then she saw who it was and froze... "Your.... Your a SITH!" She backed away from him.
"Yes, I am! And I am here to bring you your destiny." He cornered her in a stall.
"No, I am fine right now! My life is fine!" She cried at him, then the images of her and Anakin fighting started coming back to her.
"Oh, I believe you are not... I believe that one word has destroyed your life.. That word is LYLA.. Or should I say name! She has destroyed your marriage hasn't she?"
"Yes, she did, but I will find happiness else where!" She tried to tell him.
"Oh, you see. Poor Anakin never slept with that SITH." He paused and saw her eyes widen. "Yes! It was all set up.. So you would run, and we would capture you. So Anakin would be angry that he couldn't remember what happened, and he thinks he cheated on you, and he will search for you, and then we will use you as bait after we have healed you, and turn him to the darkside!"
"NO! It can't be true!" She spat back to him.
"Ahh yes it is! You should have never lost your trust in him... But I am afraid it is too late now!" He slowly rose over to her and grabbed her neck and twisted it carefully, as to knock her out and not kill her. Little did he know, that Padme had just had her shields down and that Anakin had heard everyword he had jusrt said, and that he had revenged boiling in his blood.
The Sith carried the slim frame of Padme's body out of the set up Cafe and dropped her in the passenger side of his speeder. His thoughts were drifting towards the reward he would get from his Master when he brought the girl to him. For she would be the Sith lords most prized possesion.
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Back at the Temple Anakin's anger flared as he heard all of the Sith's plans for trying to turn him to the Darkside. But he didn't know that it was Padme that they really wanted. But he would soon find out. As he felt Padme's fear and pain as she went into unconciuosness he screamed out in vain for Obi-Wan, before he slipped like Padme into the blackness once again.
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Obi-Wan lay peacefully in the bed of Starr's quarters. They had gone out for a romantic dinner and the night was going great.
MASTER..SOMEONE HELP.... HELP HER!!!!!
Obi-Wan shot out of the bed at hearing Anakins cry for help, something was definitely wrong. Starr had now awaken, to see Obi-Wan scurrying around the room picking up his belongings.
"Where are you going?" She asked politely.
"Anakin, he is in trouble, come on... I will need your help!" He pulled her out of bed.
"What about Depa? Should we get her?"
"Yes." Obi-Wan answered back, "But we must hurry!"
Obi-Wan quickly dressed and waited outside the room rather impatiently for Starr to get dressed. After about 3 minutes... And Obi-Wan screaming at her trying to get her to hurry up she walked out of the room, fully dressed.
"What?" She asked when she noticing Obi-Wan was staring rudely at her.
"What took you so blasted long?" He asked her and pulled her out of the room and into the hallway dragging her throughout the Temple, towards Depa's quarters.
"Just run, obviously this is extremely urgent, we don't need to be talking! Am I right?" She yelled at him.
They ran quicker to Depa's quarters, Obi-Wan hushed obviously embarrassed by being told off by Starr. They had just reached Depa's quarters and were about to punch in the code to enter when the door swished open.
"We must tell the Council Obi-Wan!" Depa stated as she exited her quarters and into the hallway. She tried to pull him to the direction of the Council room, but he didn't budge.
"Come on Obi-Wan!" She yelled to him.
"NO! We don't have time!" Obi-Wan pulled her back.
"The Council can wait! We need to get to get to Anakin!" Starr stated picking up the details from probing Obi-Wan's stressed and unshielded mind.
"Alright," Depa finally agreed. "But we have to go to the Council after we find him!"
"Alright, but he is not lost... But in terrible pain, that is why we have to hurry!" Obi-Wan pulled her and Starr heading in the direction of his and Anakin's quarters.
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Anakin slipped in and out of consciousness while screaming for help. He was just about to give up thinking that his body was to weak to get a clear signal through when he saw the door to his quarters open, and then saw Obi- Wan walk in. He hoped that is was Padme and that this was all a dream, but he knew it wasn't. It hurt too much!
He didn't care about himself right now, he wanted them to help Padme, not him, he as just weak, but Padme! She was in danger!
"Anakin!!" Obi-Wan asked. "What happened?"
Obi-Wan looked at the broken and tattered man on the floor. He was lying flat on his back, obviously cut and bleeding from the shattered glass spread across the floor of the living area. Something bad had happened. He could see the track marks on his arm from the previous and frequent injections he had received. He could tell that Anakin's body had some kind of drug in it, but when he searched deeper, he couldn't figure out who did it to him.
Did he do them himself? Obi-Wan questioned himself.
"No Master I didn't!" He shot at him.
"I have not been good at shielding today... I hope this isn't a trend!" Obi- Wan smiled, looking at Starr.
"Master..." Anakin relaxed to the floor as Depa healed some wounds and sent waves of reassurance to him through the force. "This is serious! Padme is in trouble!"
"Anakin, what happened?" Obi-Wan bent of his Padawan.
"LYLA!!!!!!" Anakin yelled, just now beginning to remember. "She did this! She is a SITH! They have her Master! They want her for something! At first they wanted her to turn me to the Darkside, as bait, but now they don't really want me! THEY WANT HER!"
Obi-Wan looked down at his Padawan, he could feel the pain rushing through him and then saw the conversation Anakin had seen. He saw as the Sith choked the young waitress and saw him corner Padme. Then he saw blackness. Padme had been knocked unconscious. She was not safe.
"Anakin." Obi-Wan shook him. "Anakin look at me! They wont do anything to her. They wont kill her! They want her for something else. She is safe for now! Please Anakin listen to me for once, we have to go to the Council first! She is ok right now... But we will get her back! I promise you that!"
Just as he had said it Obi-Wan regretted his last comment. He never made promises, but for some reason he wanted Padme back too. He wanted revenge!!! What is wrong with me? Do I want revenge? I shouldn't make promises I know I probably wont keep.
Obi-Wan leaned his Padawan up against the wall till he could gather enough strength to get up and walk.
He is finally listening to me! He better hurry up and stand! There is no way I am caring him!
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"Master? You wished to see me?" The dark figure came toward the light in a dark and hidden throne room.
"Ahh, yes Lyla!" The figure in the throne answered. "You have failed me! The boy remembers! You assured me he wouldn't! Now you will pay the consequences!"
"But Master!" Lyla fought back. "We don't want him anyway, we got the girl, now everything will be great, with the creation of purer Sith born from her wisdom and strength combined with the power of the Sith we have! We don't need to worry about him!"
"I may not need or want him any longer, but he is the only one that will be able to get the girl out of our custody! He must be stopped! Him and his clan of friends! I will give you one last chance! And this time show no mercy! KILL THEM!" The throne figure shot.
"Master?" Lyla asked.
"I said kill them!" He sent Lyla a Force push towards the door. "Leave!"
"Yes, Master! I wont fail you this time! I promise you!" Lyla agreed.
"You better not! I am holding that to you, and the Consequence is your life!"
Lyla walked out of the room, trying to decide how she would pull this off, and how her Master would 'reward' her. She knew it would be bad even if she did something right. How did I get into this? I hate Sidious! Why doesn't he get off his paled sickly ass and do things himself! If he is all powerful, why doesn't he prove it!
Lyla walked into her quarters and flopped onto her bed. "Someday Sidious! I will get you! You will see!"
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"Guards?!" Sidious yelled.
"Yes M'Lord?" The guard asked trying to show strength through his fear.
"Has Knight Vorsha arrived with the girl yet?" Sidious asked.
"No M'Lord, he hasn't!" The guard said shakily. "I will inform you when he arrives."
"You better!" He gave the guard a brief force choke to make sure he had the guards word. "Now leave! And don't disturb me till they are here! This is extremely important!"
"Yes, M'Lord!" The guard scrambled out of the room, still grasping at his throat, glad to still be alive.
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