Prologue
Jedi Master Mace Windu was walking down a landing platform in the Jedi Temple with his master, Yoda. Yoda was talking to him about what to do if ever a Sith attacked the Temple. Suddenly, all the lights went out and the room plunged into total darkness. "What's happening, Master?" Windu asked. Yoda didn't reply. Instead, the only thing Windu heard was a knife plunging through a body and blood splattering to the floor. The sound of a heavy body falling to the ground was heard beside Windu. "Master?" He repeated. Yoda still did not reply. Then he heard something that made his blood run cold. Heavy breathing. Heavy, loud breathing. He heard a knife being removed from a body with a sickening plop. Then the knife dropped to the metal floor with a clatter. Windu called the Force to him and did a scan of the nearby area. But he couldn't seem to get the Force to him. Extremely worried and confused, Windu pulled out his light binoculars from his Jedi robes. He surveyed the area. There was nothing unusual. He looked down, and saw Yoda's lifeless body caked with blood. Yoda's decapitated head was lying right next to his torso which was splattered with blood. A sharp, bloody machete was lying next to his head. Windu cursed badly and looked up. And there was a deadly, rotten face. It looked like Darth Maul but with no horns, bloody holes in his face and ugly, long, grey hair. Maybe you'd picture it better as a rotting Freddy Krueger with hair. The menacing figure was only visible for a split-second because the person—or if it was a person—ripped the light binoculars right out of Windu's hands. They fell to the ground. Then Windu felt cold, dead hands on his throat. They tightened. He was starting not to be able to breathe. He gagged horribly. He tried to get the Force to him, but it was like it didn't even exist. Then the creature's fingers stopped tightening. Windu saw and heard a red lightsaber ignite five inches in front of his face. In his other hand, a purple lightsaber ignited. The Sith obviously stole Windu's saber. More breathing. Then, both lightsabers were swung. Windu cried in pain as the lightsaber blades hit him in the head. It was extremely painful. A chunk of his cheek went flying to the ground, followed by a bucket of blood. The lightsabers struck again. This time, Windu dodged them. The third blow, his arm came flying off. The fourth blow—he didn't know what happened. Because he blacked out instantly.