The electricity ball hurls at Anakin hitting him straight dab in the chest,
causing him to fly into a room full of fuel gages, steam pipes, and motion-
detection lasers. Dooku smiled as he walked towards the young Skywalker's
fallen body. He grabs Anakin by his shirt collar and begins slapping,
smacking, womping, clomping, thomping, and whapping him across the face.
Then, he begins strangling and choking him. Anakin opens his eyes and
realizes what's happening and begins kicking his feet, trying to breath,
but Dooku is too strong and with one with the Force to battle out of his
grip, but Dooku wasn't going to kill him by choking him, he was going to
kill him by playing around with him.
A shockwave of Force pounds into Anakin's body, as he is Force pushed into a pipe causing it to spray a misty steam into the air. Anakin gets up his body in pain, but the kind that can be easily to condone, or brush off. Wiping off the blood from his bottom lips he comes in fast and hard, but controlled. He knew his skills had advanced greatly since their last meeting, but he also knew first hand how skilled and powerful Dooku was. He wasn't going to make careless mistakes by becoming too aggressive too soon. It wouldn't be like last time. No.
Holding his lightsaber in just one hand, Dooku parried the blows with ease, twisting his grip from side to side, meeting Anakin at every turn, every spin. Dooku footing was flawless. His steps were measured for optimum balance and maneuverability. He moved swiftly and with great power. Clearly, his advanced years had no impact whatsoever on his performance—so strong was he in the Force.
Anakin spun away after the preliminary exchange in order to assess the situation.
"Your technique has improved since our last meeting," Dooku said, his lightsaber held at the ready. "The Wars have made you strong. But tell me are you strong enough?" Anakin came in for another exchange. He hardened his focus and tightened his moves, making each as precise as could be. His deepened concentration improved his speed. His lightsaber flashed in a blue- white stream around him as he tried to break through Dooku's defenses. But Dooku continued to counter each move with nonchalant grace and impeccable form.
Then, all of a sudden, Dooku went on the offensive, pushing Anakin back with a series of quick strikes meant to make him loose his footing. But Anakin stood strong and met Dooku's sudden attack, not missing a beat or a step. Dooku continued to push, forcing Anakin back towards one of the curved flights of stairs, but every time Dooku moved to strike Anakin's blade was there. He saw every feint for what it was and never took the bait. He more than held his ground, and it surprised Dooku.
Dooku backed off, peering at Anakin with narrowed, contemplative eyes as they slowly began circling one another. "Hmm...it seems Master Kenobi, Windu, and Yoda perfected the mistakes of the past and worked you to your full potential, but yet even if you have me behind the ropes you won't be able to bring me down." Dooku comes at him again, this time even more aggressively than the last. For just a split second Anakin was caught off guard by the intensity of the attack and he almost tripped over the first step of the flight of stairs behind him. Anakin found the step without falling, then went up another. He jumped into the air and flipped over Dooku to land back on the main floor of the room. Dooku spun to his right to meet him and continued to attack.
Anakin reached inside for his anger and used it to sharpen his abilities. As soon as he did intoxicating power, energy and exhilaration surged through him, filling his whole body. Instantly he regained his edge and continued to repel the attack without fault.
Filled with the Force, brimming with anger, Anakin went on the offensive and drove Dooku back.
"Anakin!" Obi-Wan shouted from the top of the stairs, drawing both Anakin's and Dooku's attention and unlocking them from their fight. Cloak less, and ignited lightsaber in hand, Obi-Wan ran down the steps and flipped to land just meters away from Anakin and Dooku.
Seeing Obi-Wan caused Anakin to loose some of the anger he was holding on to. Caused him to regain his posture and think as a Jedi should.
Dooku took a handful of steps back further into the middle of the room. He backed away from the twin sets of stairs to allow himself better positioning between the two Jedi.
Holding his lightsaber up defensively, Obi-Wan kept his eyes glued on Dooku as he cautiously walked to Anakin's side. "You should have waited for me," he said.
"He was getting away."
Obi-Wan eyed Dooku, thinking the matter over. "The usual?" he asked.
Anakin nodded, and they spread out and came towards Dooku in slow steps.
Dooku raised his lightsaber in front of him in his right hand and reset his feet for better balance. Anakin and Obi-Wan approached on either side, closing in with every step. Dooku stole quick glances at each in turn, an amused smile on his face. "Yes, come now. Put me out of my misery," he taunted.
Suddenly, Obi-Wan lunged forward and delivered the first blow. Anakin's blade was right behind his, and yet Dooku shrugged off both with a quickstep and swipe in each direction. They traded several more blows in similar fashion, but only received the same result.
Without a word of communication, both Anakin and Obi-Wan spun to the right around Dooku and continued to strike. They circled the illustrious Count, trying to land a blow, but Dooku's spinning blade denied them.
Obi-Wan spun in low with his blade. Dooku brought his blade quickly across his body and passed it to his left hand. His red lightsaber met the blow with such force that he actually forced Obi-Wan's blade back and out of the way. Then, with his free right hand, Dooku punched an advancing Anakin across the face, and then spun out from in between the two of them.
The blow to Anakin's face hurt, and in more ways than one. He tasted the bitter saltiness of blood in his mouth as anger began swelling in him again. Quick on their feet, he and Obi-Wan came together, then after Dooku side by side.
Connected by their strong bond in the Force, Anakin and Obi-Wan came at Dooku as if they were one being. In a bizarre looking, precisely-timed dance they twisted in and out of in front of one another as they stabbed and slashed at Dooku. Over and over again they traded positions, never staying in one place longer than a second. The fluidity of their movement put Dooku's abilities to the test and he was forced to backpedal greatly.
One instant Anakin was coming at him from high and to the right, then just a split second later Obi-Wan's blue-white blade was thrusting at his lower torso, then Anakin was slashing at him from yet another angle while Obi-Wan ducked under and in front to come at Dooku from the other side. Dooku twisted and spun, somehow managing to block each blow with his red lightsaber. But it wasn't easy for him.
All of a sudden Obi-Wan saw Dooku's eyes flash to look at something above and behind them, and then he felt the Force prompting him of danger. There was a loud THUD! Behind them as if a huge hunk of metal had fallen to the floor, and Obi-Wan turned to see Grievous not a meter away swinging that green lightsaber blade right at his head. HE WAS STILL ALIVE! But how? Obi- Wan thought, I killed him didn't I?
Obi-Wan raised his own blade just in time to block the blow, then was forced to lean backwards to avoid the bone-white, metal fist aimed at his face. Before he could even straighten from avoiding the punch, Grievous swung the green blade in at him again. He blocked it, but the power behind the blow was so great that it knocked Obi-Wan off balance and falling to the side. He rolled with the fall and came back up to his feet just a few steps away.
"Obi-Wan!" Anakin exclaimed, seeing his former Master falling out of the corner of his eye. Anakin spun to the side to rejoin Obi-Wan, and together they backed away from Grievous and Dooku and closer to the middle of the room.
They stepped down a short flight of steps and onto the small, oval shaped inlet of a level housing the long table. Grievous and Dooku followed, Dooku eyeing them with disdain with plenty held in reserve for Grievous. Grievous was more concerned with taking out Obi-Wan though, than Anakin though. After all, Sidious wanted him alive and that's what he was going to make sure of. The four fought and fought leading to the hangar where Grievous's ship and Dooku's solar sailor was parked. Grievous's droids were waiting him with Palpatine held prisoner. Palpatine seemed like he had taken a royal beating. Cuts, scrapes, and bruises amongst his face and he seemed like he had forgone days of sleepless, restless nights, but seeing Anakin and Obi-Wan spread his horizons and kept his spirits up.
A voice was now forming in his head. Beseeching, soliciting, and entreating him to kill Dooku right in front of Palpatine's eyes, making him proud, like a proud father when he has seen his son do something worthy and admirable. Anakin had to choose between keeping Dooku alive for the sake of the Council, or ridding his hide off the face of the galaxy. Somehow his mother's voice and Qui-Gon's were telling him "no", but deep within his soul, deep within his dark, cold, black heart all signs pointed to "yes", but all that hard thinking was put to an end shortly as Dooku lifted Anakin up with the Force and flung him across the room, making his body skid, tumble, and roll. Dooku then began going to work on Anakin electrifying and electrocuting with blue lightning, but somehow deep within Dooku's soul, deep in his heart it became hardening, debilitating, and ossifying and suddenly red lightning comes out of his fingertips and Anakin's body begins feeling the inducing, excruciating wrath of a Sith Lord. "ANAKIN! ANAKIN!" Anakin could hear Obi-Wan's screams of encouragement and support, but he could not move his body, Dooku was relentless and unforgiving. He would not let this boy stand up and he was not going to let him win. Not by a long shot.
Anakin however had to fight it, but Dooku was too strong, but even for a Sith Lord he could not be as powerful as he so humbly made himself to be. Thinking quickly Anakin with the Force and with his own body strength picked himself up from with off the ground, he turned his head and saw Palpatine staring at him, waiting, and wanting for the boy to succeed and strike down Dooku. He didn't care anymore that Obi-Wan and his constant protesting and virtuous scolding all he cared about was seeing Palpatine take Dooku down either by barbering and scissoring off his head, or some other grisly way. "Anakin are you ok? Are you hurt? Anything broken?" Obi- Wan asked checking him over. "Quit fathering me! Quit coddling and nursing over me. I can handle this with, or without----you!" Anakin was now full of hate. He had never had this much hate since his mother was on her last breaths.
He lunged at Dooku, but Dooku was on the attack he sent more electricity through Anakin's body, but even if it hurt, somehow Anakin's body became immune to it, and that's when his hidden Sith infinity kicked in. Dooku launched lightning bolt after lightning bolt, but Anakin would not stay down, or let the surges of energy and electricity get him down. Obi-Wan watched in amazement and bewilderment, but forgot about his foe---GRIEVOUS! A skeletal bony arm whammed him right across the head and down he hit the floor. Grievous stood over Obi-Wan's flinching, flensing, and wincing body. "Pathetic isn't it? That you, General Obi-Wan Kenobi, is being downsized and forgotten because of that spoiled little brat over there. You should be the one to strike down Dooku, you should be the one to strike down me, but yet you don't have the guts, or the strength to deliver the jobs of both. Pathetic." Obi-Wan with the bits of consciousness he had left heard Grievous's words and for sometime he contemplated and then felt like giving up, but apart of him would not let go of Anakin, that part of him was Qui- Gon's intuition and judgmental side that rubbed off on him. Grievous was just about ready to stick his green lightsaber blade right into Obi-Wan's neck, but Obi-Wan kicked Grievous in the chest, Grievous backed off, holding his chest still throbbing and hurting from the wound Obi-Wan gave him. Grievous was ready to give Obi-Wan a royal ass kicking, but Anakin now immune and withstanding any of Dooku's electrical blasts just lets it bounce off his body and Anakin using the Force to his own will just sends the electrical blast right at Grievous. Grievous turns and suddenly is blasted across the room, his circuits in an uproar trying to remain power. Obi-Wan now could rejoin the fight against Dooku and bring him in alive unlike his partner was going to.
"Be still Anakin. Do not give into your feelings. Do not do anything drastic." Obi-Wan gestured. Anakin however was consumed with the Darkside's power; it's source veining and branching across his body. Dooku saw Obi-Wan coming and decided to take him out instead. Using all his power he hurled a blue lightning bolt at Obi-Wan hitting square dab in the chest, than brought him to his knees with his red lightning. "Choose! Him? Or me?" Dooku yelled as he continued blasting more and more electricity into Obi- Wan's body, Obi-Wan soon was growing weaker and weaker. Anakin had to make a decision fast. Palpatine however in his jaded little mind wanted Obi-Wan to suffer and for Anakin to kill them both, but time told him that Obi- Wan's fate would be decided later. "If you drop your weapon and let me leave in my ship. I shall spare his life, but if you refuse than I'm afraid Master Kenobi will be meeting my pupil Qui-Gon Jinn very shortly." Palpatine's eyes were like God and Satan's combined. The left one was God telling Anakin to save his friend, spare his life, let Dooku flee, but the other was Lucifer's, the Devil's begging and wanting Obi-Wan and Dooku to die. "Choose now boy! I cannot wait any longer!" Dooku snarled as more electricity went into Obi-Wan's backside. "STOP! Be gone with you." Palpatine looked dismayed, his face filled with consternation, disheartenment, and daunt. Anakin watched as Dooku fled towards his solar sailor. He told Grievous's bodyguards to take off without their master, but they refused, he tried again telling to take off, but they refused once more. This was going to buy Anakin time. Anakin glanced at Obi-Wan for a second, he was still breathing, but badly out of commission. He told him he'd come back as he raced after Dooku. Dooku however sent the two bodyguards at Anakin, but Anakin was unbelievably fast, he tore into their bodies with his lightsaber before they could even get a mere shot at him, than he saw Dooku in his sights and Anakin sees a nearby cooling, or boiling room nearby. He sees a pit where android arms are seen picking up and making shipments of weapons. He sees also a pit where they pour the lava on the guns to cool them down; he also sees a place where they do the branding, or naming of each gun.
Anakin now concentrating and focusing on the Force suddenly feels himself give in and grabs Dooku by his throat by only moving his wrist and hand. "Release me! Release me!" Dooku shrieks, but Palpatine just smiles, Dooku spots this, but Anakin doesn't and then it finally came into play who was all behind this charade, who was the beginner and ender of this whole ordeal...PALPATINE! Ah, yes it made sense now to Dooku more than ever. Palpatine was enormously pleased with this and Dooku tried to tell Anakin that together they could take down Sidious, or the true Dark Lord of the Sith---Palpatine, but unfortunately Anakin defied his calls and pleas and hoisted Dooku high up in the air with the Force and Force pushed him into the pit.
There they watch as the androids grabbed Dooku, tore his legs off, and his body down one aisle and his legs down another. Dooku saw his legs suddenly being burnt to a crisp by the batch of lava, he was still alive, but only for a short order of seconds as all of sudden he came onto the conveyor belt where a big stamping, or branding plunger came down to signify and dignify that these were Trade Federation property. Palpatine and Anakin watched as the plunger came down right on top of Dooku and a SPLAT and shrill was all that was heard as they knew what came after.
A shockwave of Force pounds into Anakin's body, as he is Force pushed into a pipe causing it to spray a misty steam into the air. Anakin gets up his body in pain, but the kind that can be easily to condone, or brush off. Wiping off the blood from his bottom lips he comes in fast and hard, but controlled. He knew his skills had advanced greatly since their last meeting, but he also knew first hand how skilled and powerful Dooku was. He wasn't going to make careless mistakes by becoming too aggressive too soon. It wouldn't be like last time. No.
Holding his lightsaber in just one hand, Dooku parried the blows with ease, twisting his grip from side to side, meeting Anakin at every turn, every spin. Dooku footing was flawless. His steps were measured for optimum balance and maneuverability. He moved swiftly and with great power. Clearly, his advanced years had no impact whatsoever on his performance—so strong was he in the Force.
Anakin spun away after the preliminary exchange in order to assess the situation.
"Your technique has improved since our last meeting," Dooku said, his lightsaber held at the ready. "The Wars have made you strong. But tell me are you strong enough?" Anakin came in for another exchange. He hardened his focus and tightened his moves, making each as precise as could be. His deepened concentration improved his speed. His lightsaber flashed in a blue- white stream around him as he tried to break through Dooku's defenses. But Dooku continued to counter each move with nonchalant grace and impeccable form.
Then, all of a sudden, Dooku went on the offensive, pushing Anakin back with a series of quick strikes meant to make him loose his footing. But Anakin stood strong and met Dooku's sudden attack, not missing a beat or a step. Dooku continued to push, forcing Anakin back towards one of the curved flights of stairs, but every time Dooku moved to strike Anakin's blade was there. He saw every feint for what it was and never took the bait. He more than held his ground, and it surprised Dooku.
Dooku backed off, peering at Anakin with narrowed, contemplative eyes as they slowly began circling one another. "Hmm...it seems Master Kenobi, Windu, and Yoda perfected the mistakes of the past and worked you to your full potential, but yet even if you have me behind the ropes you won't be able to bring me down." Dooku comes at him again, this time even more aggressively than the last. For just a split second Anakin was caught off guard by the intensity of the attack and he almost tripped over the first step of the flight of stairs behind him. Anakin found the step without falling, then went up another. He jumped into the air and flipped over Dooku to land back on the main floor of the room. Dooku spun to his right to meet him and continued to attack.
Anakin reached inside for his anger and used it to sharpen his abilities. As soon as he did intoxicating power, energy and exhilaration surged through him, filling his whole body. Instantly he regained his edge and continued to repel the attack without fault.
Filled with the Force, brimming with anger, Anakin went on the offensive and drove Dooku back.
"Anakin!" Obi-Wan shouted from the top of the stairs, drawing both Anakin's and Dooku's attention and unlocking them from their fight. Cloak less, and ignited lightsaber in hand, Obi-Wan ran down the steps and flipped to land just meters away from Anakin and Dooku.
Seeing Obi-Wan caused Anakin to loose some of the anger he was holding on to. Caused him to regain his posture and think as a Jedi should.
Dooku took a handful of steps back further into the middle of the room. He backed away from the twin sets of stairs to allow himself better positioning between the two Jedi.
Holding his lightsaber up defensively, Obi-Wan kept his eyes glued on Dooku as he cautiously walked to Anakin's side. "You should have waited for me," he said.
"He was getting away."
Obi-Wan eyed Dooku, thinking the matter over. "The usual?" he asked.
Anakin nodded, and they spread out and came towards Dooku in slow steps.
Dooku raised his lightsaber in front of him in his right hand and reset his feet for better balance. Anakin and Obi-Wan approached on either side, closing in with every step. Dooku stole quick glances at each in turn, an amused smile on his face. "Yes, come now. Put me out of my misery," he taunted.
Suddenly, Obi-Wan lunged forward and delivered the first blow. Anakin's blade was right behind his, and yet Dooku shrugged off both with a quickstep and swipe in each direction. They traded several more blows in similar fashion, but only received the same result.
Without a word of communication, both Anakin and Obi-Wan spun to the right around Dooku and continued to strike. They circled the illustrious Count, trying to land a blow, but Dooku's spinning blade denied them.
Obi-Wan spun in low with his blade. Dooku brought his blade quickly across his body and passed it to his left hand. His red lightsaber met the blow with such force that he actually forced Obi-Wan's blade back and out of the way. Then, with his free right hand, Dooku punched an advancing Anakin across the face, and then spun out from in between the two of them.
The blow to Anakin's face hurt, and in more ways than one. He tasted the bitter saltiness of blood in his mouth as anger began swelling in him again. Quick on their feet, he and Obi-Wan came together, then after Dooku side by side.
Connected by their strong bond in the Force, Anakin and Obi-Wan came at Dooku as if they were one being. In a bizarre looking, precisely-timed dance they twisted in and out of in front of one another as they stabbed and slashed at Dooku. Over and over again they traded positions, never staying in one place longer than a second. The fluidity of their movement put Dooku's abilities to the test and he was forced to backpedal greatly.
One instant Anakin was coming at him from high and to the right, then just a split second later Obi-Wan's blue-white blade was thrusting at his lower torso, then Anakin was slashing at him from yet another angle while Obi-Wan ducked under and in front to come at Dooku from the other side. Dooku twisted and spun, somehow managing to block each blow with his red lightsaber. But it wasn't easy for him.
All of a sudden Obi-Wan saw Dooku's eyes flash to look at something above and behind them, and then he felt the Force prompting him of danger. There was a loud THUD! Behind them as if a huge hunk of metal had fallen to the floor, and Obi-Wan turned to see Grievous not a meter away swinging that green lightsaber blade right at his head. HE WAS STILL ALIVE! But how? Obi- Wan thought, I killed him didn't I?
Obi-Wan raised his own blade just in time to block the blow, then was forced to lean backwards to avoid the bone-white, metal fist aimed at his face. Before he could even straighten from avoiding the punch, Grievous swung the green blade in at him again. He blocked it, but the power behind the blow was so great that it knocked Obi-Wan off balance and falling to the side. He rolled with the fall and came back up to his feet just a few steps away.
"Obi-Wan!" Anakin exclaimed, seeing his former Master falling out of the corner of his eye. Anakin spun to the side to rejoin Obi-Wan, and together they backed away from Grievous and Dooku and closer to the middle of the room.
They stepped down a short flight of steps and onto the small, oval shaped inlet of a level housing the long table. Grievous and Dooku followed, Dooku eyeing them with disdain with plenty held in reserve for Grievous. Grievous was more concerned with taking out Obi-Wan though, than Anakin though. After all, Sidious wanted him alive and that's what he was going to make sure of. The four fought and fought leading to the hangar where Grievous's ship and Dooku's solar sailor was parked. Grievous's droids were waiting him with Palpatine held prisoner. Palpatine seemed like he had taken a royal beating. Cuts, scrapes, and bruises amongst his face and he seemed like he had forgone days of sleepless, restless nights, but seeing Anakin and Obi-Wan spread his horizons and kept his spirits up.
A voice was now forming in his head. Beseeching, soliciting, and entreating him to kill Dooku right in front of Palpatine's eyes, making him proud, like a proud father when he has seen his son do something worthy and admirable. Anakin had to choose between keeping Dooku alive for the sake of the Council, or ridding his hide off the face of the galaxy. Somehow his mother's voice and Qui-Gon's were telling him "no", but deep within his soul, deep within his dark, cold, black heart all signs pointed to "yes", but all that hard thinking was put to an end shortly as Dooku lifted Anakin up with the Force and flung him across the room, making his body skid, tumble, and roll. Dooku then began going to work on Anakin electrifying and electrocuting with blue lightning, but somehow deep within Dooku's soul, deep in his heart it became hardening, debilitating, and ossifying and suddenly red lightning comes out of his fingertips and Anakin's body begins feeling the inducing, excruciating wrath of a Sith Lord. "ANAKIN! ANAKIN!" Anakin could hear Obi-Wan's screams of encouragement and support, but he could not move his body, Dooku was relentless and unforgiving. He would not let this boy stand up and he was not going to let him win. Not by a long shot.
Anakin however had to fight it, but Dooku was too strong, but even for a Sith Lord he could not be as powerful as he so humbly made himself to be. Thinking quickly Anakin with the Force and with his own body strength picked himself up from with off the ground, he turned his head and saw Palpatine staring at him, waiting, and wanting for the boy to succeed and strike down Dooku. He didn't care anymore that Obi-Wan and his constant protesting and virtuous scolding all he cared about was seeing Palpatine take Dooku down either by barbering and scissoring off his head, or some other grisly way. "Anakin are you ok? Are you hurt? Anything broken?" Obi- Wan asked checking him over. "Quit fathering me! Quit coddling and nursing over me. I can handle this with, or without----you!" Anakin was now full of hate. He had never had this much hate since his mother was on her last breaths.
He lunged at Dooku, but Dooku was on the attack he sent more electricity through Anakin's body, but even if it hurt, somehow Anakin's body became immune to it, and that's when his hidden Sith infinity kicked in. Dooku launched lightning bolt after lightning bolt, but Anakin would not stay down, or let the surges of energy and electricity get him down. Obi-Wan watched in amazement and bewilderment, but forgot about his foe---GRIEVOUS! A skeletal bony arm whammed him right across the head and down he hit the floor. Grievous stood over Obi-Wan's flinching, flensing, and wincing body. "Pathetic isn't it? That you, General Obi-Wan Kenobi, is being downsized and forgotten because of that spoiled little brat over there. You should be the one to strike down Dooku, you should be the one to strike down me, but yet you don't have the guts, or the strength to deliver the jobs of both. Pathetic." Obi-Wan with the bits of consciousness he had left heard Grievous's words and for sometime he contemplated and then felt like giving up, but apart of him would not let go of Anakin, that part of him was Qui- Gon's intuition and judgmental side that rubbed off on him. Grievous was just about ready to stick his green lightsaber blade right into Obi-Wan's neck, but Obi-Wan kicked Grievous in the chest, Grievous backed off, holding his chest still throbbing and hurting from the wound Obi-Wan gave him. Grievous was ready to give Obi-Wan a royal ass kicking, but Anakin now immune and withstanding any of Dooku's electrical blasts just lets it bounce off his body and Anakin using the Force to his own will just sends the electrical blast right at Grievous. Grievous turns and suddenly is blasted across the room, his circuits in an uproar trying to remain power. Obi-Wan now could rejoin the fight against Dooku and bring him in alive unlike his partner was going to.
"Be still Anakin. Do not give into your feelings. Do not do anything drastic." Obi-Wan gestured. Anakin however was consumed with the Darkside's power; it's source veining and branching across his body. Dooku saw Obi-Wan coming and decided to take him out instead. Using all his power he hurled a blue lightning bolt at Obi-Wan hitting square dab in the chest, than brought him to his knees with his red lightning. "Choose! Him? Or me?" Dooku yelled as he continued blasting more and more electricity into Obi- Wan's body, Obi-Wan soon was growing weaker and weaker. Anakin had to make a decision fast. Palpatine however in his jaded little mind wanted Obi-Wan to suffer and for Anakin to kill them both, but time told him that Obi- Wan's fate would be decided later. "If you drop your weapon and let me leave in my ship. I shall spare his life, but if you refuse than I'm afraid Master Kenobi will be meeting my pupil Qui-Gon Jinn very shortly." Palpatine's eyes were like God and Satan's combined. The left one was God telling Anakin to save his friend, spare his life, let Dooku flee, but the other was Lucifer's, the Devil's begging and wanting Obi-Wan and Dooku to die. "Choose now boy! I cannot wait any longer!" Dooku snarled as more electricity went into Obi-Wan's backside. "STOP! Be gone with you." Palpatine looked dismayed, his face filled with consternation, disheartenment, and daunt. Anakin watched as Dooku fled towards his solar sailor. He told Grievous's bodyguards to take off without their master, but they refused, he tried again telling to take off, but they refused once more. This was going to buy Anakin time. Anakin glanced at Obi-Wan for a second, he was still breathing, but badly out of commission. He told him he'd come back as he raced after Dooku. Dooku however sent the two bodyguards at Anakin, but Anakin was unbelievably fast, he tore into their bodies with his lightsaber before they could even get a mere shot at him, than he saw Dooku in his sights and Anakin sees a nearby cooling, or boiling room nearby. He sees a pit where android arms are seen picking up and making shipments of weapons. He sees also a pit where they pour the lava on the guns to cool them down; he also sees a place where they do the branding, or naming of each gun.
Anakin now concentrating and focusing on the Force suddenly feels himself give in and grabs Dooku by his throat by only moving his wrist and hand. "Release me! Release me!" Dooku shrieks, but Palpatine just smiles, Dooku spots this, but Anakin doesn't and then it finally came into play who was all behind this charade, who was the beginner and ender of this whole ordeal...PALPATINE! Ah, yes it made sense now to Dooku more than ever. Palpatine was enormously pleased with this and Dooku tried to tell Anakin that together they could take down Sidious, or the true Dark Lord of the Sith---Palpatine, but unfortunately Anakin defied his calls and pleas and hoisted Dooku high up in the air with the Force and Force pushed him into the pit.
There they watch as the androids grabbed Dooku, tore his legs off, and his body down one aisle and his legs down another. Dooku saw his legs suddenly being burnt to a crisp by the batch of lava, he was still alive, but only for a short order of seconds as all of sudden he came onto the conveyor belt where a big stamping, or branding plunger came down to signify and dignify that these were Trade Federation property. Palpatine and Anakin watched as the plunger came down right on top of Dooku and a SPLAT and shrill was all that was heard as they knew what came after.