Title: Birth of Tyranny
Author: ewan's girl
*Author's note: Are you guys enjoying this one? Because I'm not sure if you are or not...please review.
Chapter 5
"Well? Is he dead?" The haunting voice of Count Dooku was heard through the bridge of Bobba's ship.
"No." Was all the young bounty hunter could say.
"I see." Dooku kept his voice calm. "Maybe sending a boy to do a man's job was a mistake, but I figured since you were your father's exact clone, that maybe you'd be ready."
Bobba got to his feet and faced the hologram of the old sith. "I said no he's not dead...yet." Dooku's image smiled. "I am my father's clone, and I will not fail."
**
"Are you alright?" A concerned voice asked the king of Alderaan as he sat in his office looking at the crashing waves. He turned at looked at the source of he voice, it came from none other than Padme Amidala, she wore a midnight blue dress that showed off her beautiful figure, her hair was placed in tight buns on both sides of her head. "Bail? Are you alright?" She asked again, and he smiled.
"I am." Bail answered, standing up and walking towards the senator. "I just fear for Alderaan."
"Believe me, I understand." The young politician took his hands in hers. "There is nothing worse than being the leader of a planet that is in turmoil."
"But you handled it with such grace, and you were so young." Bail looked into her soft brown eyes.
"I had a lot of help." She looked back at the door. "And luckily you have pretty much the same help as I did."
Bail smiled and nodded. "The Jedi." He stated not questioned.
Padme nodded. "I don't know where I'd be right now if it wasn't for Obi Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker. And you should thank the gods that they are here."
"Do you think the rumors are true, about the Jedi disbanding?" Bail seemed to change the subject.
"Let us pray that isn't true." Padme said in a sad tone. "I don't know where the galaxy would be without Jedi protection."
Well according to supreme chancellor Palpatine, that's why we have his grand army." Bail moved behind his desk, his tone very agitated.
Padme sighed. "I know. The chancellor is a good man, I just sometimes question his tactics." Padme looked away, sad.
"Well if you disagree with him then you should do something about it." Bail moved closer to her. "He's had emergency total power since the battle of Geonosis, that was three years ago, he should've by now given power back to the Senate!"
"I know, but as long as he has total power, the decisions are his to make." Padme sounded defeated.
"Call for a vote of no confidence." Bail grabbed her by the shoulders. "Who knows, maybe you'll be made chancellor."
"Vote of no confidence? I could never do that." Padme moved from Organa's grasp. "Besides, Palpatine has done great things for this galaxy." She stated, moving to the window.
"Name one." Bail folded his arms.
"Well he...he..."
"Exactly, all that has happened is corruption, the building of this army, the fall of the Jedi, and gained total emergency power!" Bail was saying in almost a shout. "I'm no longer in the senate, my duties lie here, but you." He grabbed her hands. "You could change everything, you have the chance."
Padme smiled. "Remember Bail, I'm here on vacation. How about we focus on the task at hand, keeping you and your planet safe." She put a hand on his cheek. "Things in the senate can wait until after the celebration ball."
Bail took her hand, and kissed it. "Very well senator, I do hope you enjoy your stay."
**
Bobba Fett was trained all his life to be a ruthless bounty hunter, he had been raised around weapons, and violence. Thanks to his father he had already gained a reputation of being a feared being in the galaxy. But he wanted to be known for his own accomplishments and not his father's. As he sat in his ship that was cloaked from the outside so no one even noticed it was there, he was formulating a plan to rid the galaxy of the king of Alderaan, and he was building his own armor. His father had already helped him start on it, letting him choose the colors. He chose red to simulate blood, and green to help him blend in with most surroundings. Finally, he would have his own identity. He held up his new helmet and smiled, people would fear him.
**
Padme walked out from Bail's office and sighed to herself. Bail was always a very passionate person when it came to politics. He was someone that she could relate to, but sometimes his opinions went too far she felt, but deep down she knew he had a valid point. As she began to walk down the grand halls of the palace she felt a presence walking behind her, she slowed her pace to try and hear the presence, but it slowed with her. She quickly turned and looked behind her, but saw no one. Her heart began to race and she turned quickly to head to her quarters when she literally ran into her husband. The tall Jedi looked down at his wife and smiled.
"You know, you shouldn't be running around alone senator." He told her, with concern in his eyes.
She smacked him on the arm. "You scared me."
He looked around for someone else, then leaned down and kissed her. She melted into his kiss. When he finally released her he looked at her curiously. "Where were you going?"
"Oh, I was going back to my room, but I had to go talk to Bail Organa, and make sure he was alright." She said in a matter of fact tone. Anakin felt jealousy rise in him, he tried to stop it, but couldn't. Padme noticed her husband look angry and put a hand on his cheek. "Are you ok love?" She asked him with concern in her voice.
"I was just worried about you, with a killer on the loose and all." He lamely said, covering his tracks.
They began to kiss again very passionately, Padme stopped them. "We can't, not out here, someone might see." Anakin nodded, and took her by the hand. "Where are we going?" She asked as the Jedi led her down the hall.
They stopped in front of a simple door, three doors down from the king's office, Anakin used the force to open the door, inside was a simple bedroom filled with papers and weapons, and a bed. Anakin closed and locked the door behind them. "I hope this is ok." He said with a smile on his face.
"Where are we?" The senator asked, confused.
"Does it matter, we are alone, and we are together." The padawan moved closer to his wife with a huge smile across his lips. "Gods, you are so beautiful." He began to kiss her, and he made his way down her neck with little kisses.
Padme wrapped her arms around him and smiled. "Oh I love you."
He looked her in the eyes and smiled. He picked her up in his arms, and led her to the bed, then he climbed on top of her, kissing her.
**
She-ar-ah Windu sat in the medical bay while the droid worked on her arm. She looked over at her wound, it was cleaned out, but the burn went almost to the bone. She hissed in pain as the medical droid applied bacta bandages. Obi Wan walked through the door a quick smile escaped her lips when she saw him, but it vanished just as fast. He walked up to her, and handed her a comlink.
"I talked to your commanders, they have doubled shifts, in order to protect the king." He told her in a flat tone.
"Thank you." She answered, taking her comlink.
"I've also talked to captain Typho, Senator Amidala's guard, and his forces will be here shortly to give your team some support." Obi Wan continued to fill her in.
"Thank you Obi Wan, but I could've done all of that myself." She looked at him sternly.
"No one is saying that you couldn't, I was only trying to help while you healed." He said, running his hands through his hair.
She-ar-ah looked at him, he had lost his youthfulness but he still was quite dashing she had to admit. "Thank you Obi Wan. I don't know what would've happened today if you hadn't been there." She looked down at the floor.
"Hey, it's my job." He noticed the look of defeat in her eyes, he knelt in front of her, and lifted her chin with his finger. "You were amazing today."
"But I let him get away." She-ar-ah stated in protest. "My job is to protect the king, and I couldn't even do that." A single tear escaped her eye, unsure if it was because of her feelings, or because of the pain from her wound; either way Obi Wan brushed it away. They stared at each other for a moment, then the medical droid broke the silence.
"There captain Windu. Just keep the bacta bandages on for 48 hours, and you should be fine."
Obi Wan backed up away from She-ar-ah. She looked at him, then at the droid. "Thank you." She told the droid, then got up from her seat. Obi Wan escorted her out into the hall.
"You need to go and rest." Obi Wan told her.
"I'm fine." She protested. "I need to check on my men."
"I'll do that for you, go rest." Obi Wan coaxed her.
"No Obi Wan really..."
He cut her off. "Go and rest, you will not do any of us any good if you don't take care of yourself." He took her hand. "Please, just one hour even."
"Fine, one hour." She smiled at him, he let go of her hand quickly when he saw the smile.
"Sorry." He said, looking away.
"For what?" She asked bewildered.
"For acting very unprofessional, it's not like me at all." He said, straightening his tunic.
She-ar-ah grew annoyed by this. "Oh, I hadn't noticed master Jedi." With that she turned towards her quarters. "I'll report to you when I've finished taking care of my wound."
"Very well captain." Obi Wan answered in a very flat tone. And headed off in the opposite direction.
She-ar-ah tried to hide her disappointment in what had just happened, she couldn't believe how she was behaving with Obi Wan. But she had to admit, rest sounded good to her. As she walked down the hall, she stopped in front of a plain looking door, she took out her key and unlocked her door. When she walked in she was very surprised to find Anakin Skywalker and Senator Padme Amidala in her bed. They both had a very embarrassed look on their faces.
"Oh gods!" She-ar-ah said with a start. Then raised an eyebrow at what she saw in front of her.
"Um... we um..." Anakin tried to figure out what to say to explain why a Jedi apprentice was naked under the covers with a senator of the republic.
"Pardon my intrusion." She-ar-ah stated in a professional tone. "I just came to my quarters" She emphasized the word my. "To get a file." She grabbed a file off the table. "I will be in my office." With that she left and closed the door behind her.
Anakin and Padme looked at each other. "I have a bad feeling about this." Padme told her husband.
Author: ewan's girl
*Author's note: Are you guys enjoying this one? Because I'm not sure if you are or not...please review.
Chapter 5
"Well? Is he dead?" The haunting voice of Count Dooku was heard through the bridge of Bobba's ship.
"No." Was all the young bounty hunter could say.
"I see." Dooku kept his voice calm. "Maybe sending a boy to do a man's job was a mistake, but I figured since you were your father's exact clone, that maybe you'd be ready."
Bobba got to his feet and faced the hologram of the old sith. "I said no he's not dead...yet." Dooku's image smiled. "I am my father's clone, and I will not fail."
**
"Are you alright?" A concerned voice asked the king of Alderaan as he sat in his office looking at the crashing waves. He turned at looked at the source of he voice, it came from none other than Padme Amidala, she wore a midnight blue dress that showed off her beautiful figure, her hair was placed in tight buns on both sides of her head. "Bail? Are you alright?" She asked again, and he smiled.
"I am." Bail answered, standing up and walking towards the senator. "I just fear for Alderaan."
"Believe me, I understand." The young politician took his hands in hers. "There is nothing worse than being the leader of a planet that is in turmoil."
"But you handled it with such grace, and you were so young." Bail looked into her soft brown eyes.
"I had a lot of help." She looked back at the door. "And luckily you have pretty much the same help as I did."
Bail smiled and nodded. "The Jedi." He stated not questioned.
Padme nodded. "I don't know where I'd be right now if it wasn't for Obi Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker. And you should thank the gods that they are here."
"Do you think the rumors are true, about the Jedi disbanding?" Bail seemed to change the subject.
"Let us pray that isn't true." Padme said in a sad tone. "I don't know where the galaxy would be without Jedi protection."
Well according to supreme chancellor Palpatine, that's why we have his grand army." Bail moved behind his desk, his tone very agitated.
Padme sighed. "I know. The chancellor is a good man, I just sometimes question his tactics." Padme looked away, sad.
"Well if you disagree with him then you should do something about it." Bail moved closer to her. "He's had emergency total power since the battle of Geonosis, that was three years ago, he should've by now given power back to the Senate!"
"I know, but as long as he has total power, the decisions are his to make." Padme sounded defeated.
"Call for a vote of no confidence." Bail grabbed her by the shoulders. "Who knows, maybe you'll be made chancellor."
"Vote of no confidence? I could never do that." Padme moved from Organa's grasp. "Besides, Palpatine has done great things for this galaxy." She stated, moving to the window.
"Name one." Bail folded his arms.
"Well he...he..."
"Exactly, all that has happened is corruption, the building of this army, the fall of the Jedi, and gained total emergency power!" Bail was saying in almost a shout. "I'm no longer in the senate, my duties lie here, but you." He grabbed her hands. "You could change everything, you have the chance."
Padme smiled. "Remember Bail, I'm here on vacation. How about we focus on the task at hand, keeping you and your planet safe." She put a hand on his cheek. "Things in the senate can wait until after the celebration ball."
Bail took her hand, and kissed it. "Very well senator, I do hope you enjoy your stay."
**
Bobba Fett was trained all his life to be a ruthless bounty hunter, he had been raised around weapons, and violence. Thanks to his father he had already gained a reputation of being a feared being in the galaxy. But he wanted to be known for his own accomplishments and not his father's. As he sat in his ship that was cloaked from the outside so no one even noticed it was there, he was formulating a plan to rid the galaxy of the king of Alderaan, and he was building his own armor. His father had already helped him start on it, letting him choose the colors. He chose red to simulate blood, and green to help him blend in with most surroundings. Finally, he would have his own identity. He held up his new helmet and smiled, people would fear him.
**
Padme walked out from Bail's office and sighed to herself. Bail was always a very passionate person when it came to politics. He was someone that she could relate to, but sometimes his opinions went too far she felt, but deep down she knew he had a valid point. As she began to walk down the grand halls of the palace she felt a presence walking behind her, she slowed her pace to try and hear the presence, but it slowed with her. She quickly turned and looked behind her, but saw no one. Her heart began to race and she turned quickly to head to her quarters when she literally ran into her husband. The tall Jedi looked down at his wife and smiled.
"You know, you shouldn't be running around alone senator." He told her, with concern in his eyes.
She smacked him on the arm. "You scared me."
He looked around for someone else, then leaned down and kissed her. She melted into his kiss. When he finally released her he looked at her curiously. "Where were you going?"
"Oh, I was going back to my room, but I had to go talk to Bail Organa, and make sure he was alright." She said in a matter of fact tone. Anakin felt jealousy rise in him, he tried to stop it, but couldn't. Padme noticed her husband look angry and put a hand on his cheek. "Are you ok love?" She asked him with concern in her voice.
"I was just worried about you, with a killer on the loose and all." He lamely said, covering his tracks.
They began to kiss again very passionately, Padme stopped them. "We can't, not out here, someone might see." Anakin nodded, and took her by the hand. "Where are we going?" She asked as the Jedi led her down the hall.
They stopped in front of a simple door, three doors down from the king's office, Anakin used the force to open the door, inside was a simple bedroom filled with papers and weapons, and a bed. Anakin closed and locked the door behind them. "I hope this is ok." He said with a smile on his face.
"Where are we?" The senator asked, confused.
"Does it matter, we are alone, and we are together." The padawan moved closer to his wife with a huge smile across his lips. "Gods, you are so beautiful." He began to kiss her, and he made his way down her neck with little kisses.
Padme wrapped her arms around him and smiled. "Oh I love you."
He looked her in the eyes and smiled. He picked her up in his arms, and led her to the bed, then he climbed on top of her, kissing her.
**
She-ar-ah Windu sat in the medical bay while the droid worked on her arm. She looked over at her wound, it was cleaned out, but the burn went almost to the bone. She hissed in pain as the medical droid applied bacta bandages. Obi Wan walked through the door a quick smile escaped her lips when she saw him, but it vanished just as fast. He walked up to her, and handed her a comlink.
"I talked to your commanders, they have doubled shifts, in order to protect the king." He told her in a flat tone.
"Thank you." She answered, taking her comlink.
"I've also talked to captain Typho, Senator Amidala's guard, and his forces will be here shortly to give your team some support." Obi Wan continued to fill her in.
"Thank you Obi Wan, but I could've done all of that myself." She looked at him sternly.
"No one is saying that you couldn't, I was only trying to help while you healed." He said, running his hands through his hair.
She-ar-ah looked at him, he had lost his youthfulness but he still was quite dashing she had to admit. "Thank you Obi Wan. I don't know what would've happened today if you hadn't been there." She looked down at the floor.
"Hey, it's my job." He noticed the look of defeat in her eyes, he knelt in front of her, and lifted her chin with his finger. "You were amazing today."
"But I let him get away." She-ar-ah stated in protest. "My job is to protect the king, and I couldn't even do that." A single tear escaped her eye, unsure if it was because of her feelings, or because of the pain from her wound; either way Obi Wan brushed it away. They stared at each other for a moment, then the medical droid broke the silence.
"There captain Windu. Just keep the bacta bandages on for 48 hours, and you should be fine."
Obi Wan backed up away from She-ar-ah. She looked at him, then at the droid. "Thank you." She told the droid, then got up from her seat. Obi Wan escorted her out into the hall.
"You need to go and rest." Obi Wan told her.
"I'm fine." She protested. "I need to check on my men."
"I'll do that for you, go rest." Obi Wan coaxed her.
"No Obi Wan really..."
He cut her off. "Go and rest, you will not do any of us any good if you don't take care of yourself." He took her hand. "Please, just one hour even."
"Fine, one hour." She smiled at him, he let go of her hand quickly when he saw the smile.
"Sorry." He said, looking away.
"For what?" She asked bewildered.
"For acting very unprofessional, it's not like me at all." He said, straightening his tunic.
She-ar-ah grew annoyed by this. "Oh, I hadn't noticed master Jedi." With that she turned towards her quarters. "I'll report to you when I've finished taking care of my wound."
"Very well captain." Obi Wan answered in a very flat tone. And headed off in the opposite direction.
She-ar-ah tried to hide her disappointment in what had just happened, she couldn't believe how she was behaving with Obi Wan. But she had to admit, rest sounded good to her. As she walked down the hall, she stopped in front of a plain looking door, she took out her key and unlocked her door. When she walked in she was very surprised to find Anakin Skywalker and Senator Padme Amidala in her bed. They both had a very embarrassed look on their faces.
"Oh gods!" She-ar-ah said with a start. Then raised an eyebrow at what she saw in front of her.
"Um... we um..." Anakin tried to figure out what to say to explain why a Jedi apprentice was naked under the covers with a senator of the republic.
"Pardon my intrusion." She-ar-ah stated in a professional tone. "I just came to my quarters" She emphasized the word my. "To get a file." She grabbed a file off the table. "I will be in my office." With that she left and closed the door behind her.
Anakin and Padme looked at each other. "I have a bad feeling about this." Padme told her husband.
