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Chapter 7- Scene

Abdul Palpatine stood at the entrance to the throne room in one of the former Emperor's castle retreats. He and his new associate, Lord Voldemort, had decided that this castle was the perfect place to launch a New Empire…or at least to reclaim the old one.

Abdul--who stood very tall and was very dark skinned with wavy blond hair and black eyes--had not entered the throne room because one of his officers stood, reporting his capture to him.

"Princess Leia, the former Sith Lord, and their companion are all locked safely away in the Enhanced Prisons, sir," the officer said.

Enhanced Prisons were prisons that had some sort of charm Voldemort had put on it to keep Anakin and his compatriots in. Abdul nodded.

"Thank you, Captain. That is all," he said. The captain saluted him, turned, and left. Abdul rolled his eyes and entered the throne room.

Voldemort sat in the chair on the raised dais at the top of the stairs. He seemed to enjoy looking down upon Abdul. However, the Emperor's heir did not enjoy it in return. He would not be looked down upon by any being. He topped the stair and smirked at the snake-like dark wizard.

"Aren't you in my seat?" he asked. Voldemort sneered.

"I thought we shared this seat, my colleague," he replied, making no move to stand.

"Then you were gravely mistaken. We share only the same ambitions."

Voldemort inclined his head in a mock bow. Abdul took the smallest of steps forward while the Dark Lord's back was exposed. In the shadows behind the chair, two cloaked figures rustled as they moved to come to their Lord's supposed defense. However, the Emperor's heir made no more moves, and Voldemort stood and moved aside to let Abdul claim his seat.

Sliding down slightly to recline in the metal throne, Abdul gave a dismissive wave of his hand and said, "Now, you were going to explain why we bothered with Skywalker's sister and father."

Voldemort gave a grim smile, which looked horrible on his thin, non-existent lips, and replied, "Yes. Now, have I explained the Scroll to you?"

"You mentioned something about it, yes. Something like it could bring my father back to life as long as we had something of his essence with us."

"Yes, but it goes further. The scroll uses Blood Magic, and there are only two people in this universe that has that kind of power. One I know to be a traitor to my fold and unreachable. However, the second is a young girl. She is the sister of the boy that is prophesied to either destroy me or die by my hand. Her name is Lorelei Potter, and she is traveling with this Anakin Skywalker's son. This is convenient because this young man is one of those you want to be the first to die by the Emperor's hand, and it would grieve Miss Potter's brother so to hear that she has died by our doing."

Abdul sighed. "So Luke is on his way here?"

Voldemort sneered once more. "You're the Sith Lord, Majesty. You tell me."

Abdul closed his eyes, somewhat lazily, and sighed again.

"Yes," he said after a moment. "He's one his way."

The Emperor's heir opened his eyes and smiled.

"Very well. I am pleased. You are dismissed. Take your Death Eaters with you."

Voldemort gave another mock bow and left, trailed by three cloaked and masked figures. Once outside the throne room, one of the figures spoke.

"Why do you take this from him, master? You are so much greater than he is!"

The voice was womanly, but with an edge. As though she had something like gravel caught in her throat. Voldemort smiled.

"In time, Bella, we will not need him. In fact, we only need him now for the Emperor. The Emperor will realize his superiors when he meets them," Voldemort replied.

"And if he doesn't?"

"Then we'll make him, won't we, dearest?"

Even though none of the three Death Eaters had removed their masks, they all knew they shared in the smirk that had followed that comment. Without another question, they strode from the hallway in front of the throne room.

End Notes: How did you like it? I'm almost done with it. Only three more chapters left! I hope you like it! And if you don't, maybe you'll like the sequel, which is what I'm dying to get to! So please read so you'll understand the sequel! And don't forget to review!