Author note: Thankyou so much for all your reviews. Here are the next two chapters. I realise that my grammar has not been totally accurate, but I am working on perfecting it, just for you. I also realise that Padme's force sensitivity needs to be explained, along with her reasons for joining the dark side, but you will have to wait until later on in the story to find out about them.

Also I understand that in Star Wars they continually express the fact that there are only ever two Sith. In my story, I have deliberately put three so that you know one will die...but who? This is supposed to keep you guessing! It was not a mistake, it was done purposefully in order to keep the attention of the reader, but judging from some of your reviews, I didn't actually need to do that because you like it so much anyway. So...on with the story.

At that same moment, Anakin was wondering where Padme was as he opened the door to the Council Chamber and walked inside. He could't see anyone as the door closed behind him, but he could sense them.

And sure enough, when they saw him, the younglings appeared from behind the chairs. One small,sandy haired boy walked up to him.

"Master Skywalker, there are too many of them. What shall we do?" he asked and it was obvious he was scared stiff. The other younglings stepped forwards too, trusting Anakin to lead them to safety. When Anakin turned to the door and drew his saber, they thought they were saved, they thought he would heroically lead them out of the temple to safety. But then to their horror, he locked the door of the chamber, ignited his saber and stepped towards them, lowering his hood.

It was then that they realised they wouldn't leave the room alive and many began to cry and whimper as he struck.

Their cries filled the air as Anakin struck each one down ruthlessly and senselessly. No matter how hard they pleaded, he ignored them and soon the chamber was silent as the last body dropped to the floor. Anakin hated them, despite the fact that many of them had looked up to him and respected him as their favourite Jedi. He looked at them now as they dropped like flies before him.

How can such pathetic things ever hope to become as great as me? he wondered as another youngling fell victim to his blade.

When at last he was satisfied that he had silenced every last one, Anakin collected their tiny sabers and left the chamber, meaning to check on Padme's progress. He passed hundreds of Jedi bodies and knew that his Master would be pleased. Then he met up with one small group of clones who were reforming again after having a bit of trouble with one particularly difficult Jedi. One clone stepped forwards and handed Anakin at least fifty sabers tied together in a bundle. The other's bowed when they saw him.

"Master. All Jedi on the ground floor have been exterminated. There are only a few more up on the third level, but Commander Logan and Lady Malus are up there now."

"Good. Well done Commander. Now take your troops and secure a perimeter around the temple. No-one is allowed to enter or leave without my permission. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir."

"People will start asking questions when they see the flames, so tell them that there has been a rebellion and that you have had to step in to ensure the safety of the people of Coruscant. If anyone asks anymore, send them to me."

"Yes my Lord," the Clone said, then he motioned for his troops to move out, back down to the entrance.

Anakin continued on, up to the third level, but as he reached the top of the stairs, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder. He tugged at his robes, thinking he had been struck with a stray blast, but closing his eyes and using the force, he realised that he was alone in the smoke filled passage. He heard a cry of pain in his head, and then he heard shouting and orders.

"Protect Lady Malus. She needs treatment!"

Padme! Anakin thought. Something's happened. I must save her!

He used the force to carry him further with every step than seemed physically possible, running down the long corridoors, and using the force to guide him.

At last he rounded a corner and saw what had happened. Padme and her clones had been ambushed by five Jedi in the dark passage and were now backed up against a corner, fighting for their lives. Anakin felt the anger surge through him as he saw a wound on Padme's right shoulder that was slowly trickling blood into her robes. But she was trying to ignoreit, firing her gun at the Jedi who just deflected every shot back. One deflected a shot back at Padme and she had to roll to one side to miss it. Anakin decided that now was the time to step in.

Drawing his saber, he threw it like a boomerang, guiding it with the Force. It spun towards the first Jedi and slashed him across the back then travelling on to the next one and slitting his throat, before finally returning to Anakin's outstretched hand.

His sudden attack had distracted the remaining three Jedi, so now Padme and the clones began a new attack of laser fire, taking down two of them.

The last, however, fought determindly and Anakin realised he would have to handle this one himself. He stepped forwards as Padme and the clones ceased firing, allowing him a clear shot at the Jedi. The two locked sabers viciously, but the fight didn't last long because Anakin was far more powerful and experienced than the younger Jedi knight, so he quickly finished him off, stabbing him twice in the chest before slashing him in half. Then he turned back to the clones.

"Commander Logan."

"Yes My Lord," the clone said, stepping forwards.

"Take your men and check every square inch of this place until you are sure there is no one left. Do not leave until you are one hundred percent sure the place is Jedi free. And reset the homing beacon. Programme it to say that the War is over and all Jedi need to return at once. Then you can kill them as they arrive."

"Yes sir," the clone took in all the information, bowed, then took his troops to carry out the orders.

As they left, Anakin gently hugged Padme, then kissed her on the cheek before checking her wound.

"It's not bad," she insisted, but Anakin wasn't convinced.

"Let me be the judge of that," he said, fumbling in his pouch for something. "Here," he produced a piece of cloth soaked in bacta fluid which he gently placed on the wound. Padme winced slightly but she held it in place as Anakin wrapped one arm around her and they walked back out of the temple together.

Padme peered back as they climbed into the waiting Republic Gunship. The Temple was ablaze and the flames lit up the night sky, billowing smoke into the already polluted atmosphere. Padme had no idea why, but she found the flames soothing as they danced about the pillars and stone work of the ancient temple. She felt at ease, despite knowing that what she had just done went against everything she had ever fought for in the Senate. She guessed that her actions could be described as Agressive Negotiations but she doubted it. More like Murder she thought to herself. And then she was suddenly reminded of Obi-Wan. How would he react when he found out what she had done...if he was still alive that is. She hoped he was, but then that meant alot of awkward questions, and she didn't truly understand herself right now either. How can I be so calm about this? I've just murdered hundreds of Jedi who are supposed to be protectors of peace and justice. The thought brought a tear to her eye, but she was quick to hide it from Anakin who smiled, thinking that she was just as pleased with the result as he was.

He hated the Jedi, and the flames consuming the temple were a comforting sight to him as the Gunship carried them back to their Master.