Padmé awoke with a groan when she felt something sharp poke her in the side. She opened her eyes and blearily looked around trying to focus on her strange surroundings. Suddenly, a small furry face came into view and she jumped in surprise.
"Who are you?" She asked the strange creature.
The diminutive creature did not say anything, but gave a perplexed look at the young woman as he held out a staff in a defensive gesture. Padmé had never seen a furry creature like this before, but she seemed to remember hearing about them at school, and recalled the name of Ewok. She knew that ewoks were native to Endor, which was far away from Coruscant.
Padmé quickly looked around for a sign of a transport, but realized that she had been abandoned on this planet. She had no way of escaping and warning Anakin of the danger he was in. She did not care about her own safety at the moment; she just wanted to make sure that Anakin was all right. As the hopelessness of the situation took hold in her mind, Padmé began to weep, holding her head in her hands.
The lone Ewok, watched the young woman cry and lowered his staff as he felt the need to be compassionate towards her. He slowly crept up towards her, while six other Ewoks looked on from the cover of the trees.
"It is done, milord." The guard spoke to Palpatine as he held out a box.
"Good, good." Palpatine said with a smile as he grabbed the box. Reveling in the fact that he held Padmé's heart in his hands. He closed his eyes and called upon the Force to tell him who the most powerful being in the galaxy was. He was mortified when it still showed him images of Padmé. He probed the Force more and it showed him that the heart in his hands was that of a shaak, and that his stepdaughter was alive and well on the forest moon of Endor.
Palpatine threw the box down at the guard's feet and shouted as his eyes turned to yellow, "You dare defy me!"
"Milord, I…" The guard tried to explain, but was soon gasping for air as he felt a pressure on his neck.
"I should have never sent you!' Palpatine roared as he tightened his Force chokehold on the guard. Incoherent noises came from the guard until he suddenly slumped over and fell silent. Palpatine walked over to the body and kicked it while he said, "Now you know the true nature of the dark side. I will now have to deal with her myself!"
Palpatine quickly walked to one of his bookshelves and pulled out an old Sith manuscript, searching for a clever solution to dispose of his stepdaughter. He wanted to find a discreet method of killing her that would make it difficult to link the killing back to him.
He quickly thumbed through the pages until he found one that said, 'A Potion for Living Death.' Palpatine read through the contents quickly, seeing that when taken, the potion put the victim in a state that resembled death. Palpatine cackled with glee, and immediately set to making the potion.
Several hours later, Palpatine had a dark black liquid boiling in a pot, and he was contemplating how to deliver this deadly mixture. He decided he would disguise himself and coat Padmé's favorite desert, shurra fruit, with the potion. He was sure that he could trick her into eating one because the fruit would absorb the potion with no sign of its deadly effects.
Palpatine cackled again as he continued to read the potion instructions to ensure that he had not missed a step. As Palpatine glanced at the page, he noticed a disclaimer at the bottom. It read, 'The victim of this potion will remain in a death like state until a powerful force greater than the evil that created it counteracts its effects.'
Palpatine just scoffed at this because he knew there was no power greater than the dark side. He cackled softly as he carefully put a dozen shurra fruit into his vile concoction and let them sit while he worked out his disguise.
Palpatine stood before a mirror and slowly peeled away the mask he wore everyday. No one knew that the Chancellor of the Republic was an old hag because he kept his wrinkled features hidden from public view. He knew his stepdaughter would never recognize him in this state. Instead of a disguise, he would go as his natural self.
Once his Chancellor's mask was removed, Palpatine's sithly eyes stared into the mirror and he smiled. The mirror cracked and Palpatine cackled in response.
Turning from the shattered mirror, he threw a dark cloak over himself and quickly put the shurra fruit into a basket. Pleased with his plan, the evil Sith Lord found an old transport to take for his confrontation with Padmé.
Anakin had spent the last day and a half searching for the disturbance he had felt in the Force on Padmé's balcony. He was walking in the Jedi Temple when he felt it again. He stopped where he was and closed his eyes letting the Force guide him to a presence. He could sense a dark presence heading towards Endor. He was just getting ready to head towards his starfighter when the Force sent him an image telling him that Padmé was in danger.
Abruptly, Anakin opened his eyes and sprinted out of the Jedi Temple to his starfighter. He fired up his yellow ship and flew as fast as he could towards Padmé's balcony. When he had approached her apartment, he leapt from his cockpit and onto her balcony, drawing his lightsaber out and igniting it. "Padmé!" He called out.
When Anakin heard no answer, he entered her room and called out to her again, "Padmé!" However, there was no answer or any sign of her. He quickly closed his eyes and used the Force to locate her and was shocked to find her on the forest moon of Endor. "What in the blazes is she doing there?" He mumbled to himself.
However, he did not have time to probe this idea further. He quickly sprinted back to his starfighter and climbed inside. Flying as fast as he could, Anakin pushed his ship to its limits as he tried to reach Endor and Padmé before the dark presence he had felt earlier.