Here's chapter 2.
On Byss...
"Get ready to release the pins," a technician said in the cloning control center. "Release the pins now!" The other technicians did as they were told and a female computer voice started the countdown.
"Releasing the chamber in, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....Chamber released."
Out of one of the cloning chambers stepped a naked but young Palpatine, younger than he was when he was Surpreme Chancellor of the Old Republic. The three technicians stepped out of the control center and headed toward Palpatine with some robes. Palpatine sensed them coming and put his hand out toward them. Suddenly, the technicians dropped the robes and flew through the air into a wall, dead.
Palpatine smiled. "Thank you for the attire, but I could have gotten them myself," he said to the lifeless bodies. He picked up the robes, put them on and headed out of the cloning chambers while chuckling.
Later...
He opened his eyes. He looked around and realized he was in a medical room. He looked down at himself. He was wearing his trademark black armor, but not his helmet nor his mask. 'I'm surprised I didn't pass out earlier,' he thought. Anakin Skywalker sat up and saw a glass of water near him. He drank carefully, hoping to not make his scarred lungs hurt. Surprisingly enough, it didn't hurt at all.
He began to drink like a normal human being and finally decided that somehow, his lungs were healed. He put the glass down and looked at himself in a mirror. He looked...somewhat younger. He had a full head of hair, the scars were gone....he looked just as he did when he fought Obi-Wan many years ago, shortly after Luke and Leia were born. He heard a knock on the durasteel door.
"Come in," Anakin said.
The door opened and in came Palpatine, wearing his black robes.
"Ah, my apprentice. Looking well, I see."
"What happened to me?" Anakin asked.
"You were cloned, shortly after me. I ordered the cloning technicians to somehow heal your injuries from when before you became fully Darth Vader."
"That's great, but...why clone me? Shouldn't I just stay dead once?"
"I was cloned...and you too...so we could resurrect the Galactic Empire."
Anakin slowly nodded. "I see."
Palpatine sensed his apprentice's slight disbelief and reassured him. He put a hand on Anakin's shoulder.
"Do not worry, you will understand, in time. Now come. We have things to discuss."
Anakin grabbed his helmet and mask, put it on and left with Palpatine.
Well there's chapter 2. Kind of short, I know, but the next one will have a lot more action in it.
On Byss...
"Get ready to release the pins," a technician said in the cloning control center. "Release the pins now!" The other technicians did as they were told and a female computer voice started the countdown.
"Releasing the chamber in, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....Chamber released."
Out of one of the cloning chambers stepped a naked but young Palpatine, younger than he was when he was Surpreme Chancellor of the Old Republic. The three technicians stepped out of the control center and headed toward Palpatine with some robes. Palpatine sensed them coming and put his hand out toward them. Suddenly, the technicians dropped the robes and flew through the air into a wall, dead.
Palpatine smiled. "Thank you for the attire, but I could have gotten them myself," he said to the lifeless bodies. He picked up the robes, put them on and headed out of the cloning chambers while chuckling.
Later...
He opened his eyes. He looked around and realized he was in a medical room. He looked down at himself. He was wearing his trademark black armor, but not his helmet nor his mask. 'I'm surprised I didn't pass out earlier,' he thought. Anakin Skywalker sat up and saw a glass of water near him. He drank carefully, hoping to not make his scarred lungs hurt. Surprisingly enough, it didn't hurt at all.
He began to drink like a normal human being and finally decided that somehow, his lungs were healed. He put the glass down and looked at himself in a mirror. He looked...somewhat younger. He had a full head of hair, the scars were gone....he looked just as he did when he fought Obi-Wan many years ago, shortly after Luke and Leia were born. He heard a knock on the durasteel door.
"Come in," Anakin said.
The door opened and in came Palpatine, wearing his black robes.
"Ah, my apprentice. Looking well, I see."
"What happened to me?" Anakin asked.
"You were cloned, shortly after me. I ordered the cloning technicians to somehow heal your injuries from when before you became fully Darth Vader."
"That's great, but...why clone me? Shouldn't I just stay dead once?"
"I was cloned...and you too...so we could resurrect the Galactic Empire."
Anakin slowly nodded. "I see."
Palpatine sensed his apprentice's slight disbelief and reassured him. He put a hand on Anakin's shoulder.
"Do not worry, you will understand, in time. Now come. We have things to discuss."
Anakin grabbed his helmet and mask, put it on and left with Palpatine.
Well there's chapter 2. Kind of short, I know, but the next one will have a lot more action in it.