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THE TRAITOR

Chapter One: The Traitor

Darth Zorah walked confidently down through the corridors of the large headquarters; her master had abruptly asked to see her on a very important matter concerning the Jedi.

Darth Zorah was only an apprentice, but she had exceeded everyone's expectations, for she handled her lightsaber with such elegance and power—her name was quickly finding itself on Sith's lips.

The large double doors slid open and Darth Zorah stepped into the anteroom.

Her master was seated on a large backed chair and had been anticipating her arrival.

"Lady Zorah," he croaked in a low voice. "I am glad that you came at such short notice."

"Thank you, master," Zorah replied. "What would you have me to do?"

The Sith lord leaned forward in his chair, his eyes began to fill with excitement. "I have an important assignment for you, Lady Zorah; the most important one that you have ever undertaken in your time as a Sith apprentice."

Zorah narrowed her eyes as she waited for a further explanation. "What sort of mission, master?" she asked.

"I am going to place you into the very heart of the Jedi Order: I'm sending you to Coruscant."

Zorah's eyes widened. "Coruscant? Very well, my lord; but what is my mission in Coruscant?"

The Sith smiled, causing his face to crease with multiple wrinkles. "I want you to do two things while you are there. Firstly, I need you to spy on the Jedi; I don't want them to suspect any sort of Sith threat and my usual informants have not been…productive. Secondly, there is a very special Jedi within the walls of that Jedi Temple: you already know about Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker, so I need not explain his talents, but the time has now come for him to turn and join us!" he paused to let his words sink in. "I need you to give him that extra push, help him question the order; and if his master seems to be getting in the way…let him join his foolish master."

Zorah was silent as the man let out a hellish laugh. When he silenced, she asked her final question: "What if—what if he won't turn, master?"

The Sith's expression suddenly turned serious again. "Then I'll have no use for him, will I?"

"Of course, master," Zorah quickly replied, upset with herself for souring his mood. "When do I leave?"

"In a month; but you must have an elaborate ploy which I have personally constructed for you—since you are going alone, it will seem odd to the Jedi that you are not with your Master or another Jedi—until they hear your story."

Coruscant (Two Months later)

The meeting with the Jedi council was almost over; they had all come to a unanimous decision: Obi-Wan and Anakin had to go to Tatooine.

"Master Yoda," Obi-Wan asked. "Are you sure that this 'informant can be trusted?"

The aged Jedi Master shook his head. "Unclear it is to me, but to Tatooine you must go."

Anakin was anxious to return to his home planet, for even though it held bitter memories for him, he felt compelled to return.

Mace Windu shook his head. "This is very unclear to us, but it will do more harm than good if we don't investigate. It could very well be true that Grievous is planning an attack on Coruscant."

Adi Gallia nodded. "Yes master Windu, but he has never been known to operate on Tatooine."

"Soon enough we will see," Yoda said, putting an end to their discussion. "Go to Tatooine today you should—and cautious you must be," he advised Anakin and Obi-Wan.

"Yes master," they said simultaneously.

Anakin and Obi-Wan had quickly packed some belongings and set out for Tatooine on a transport. They changed out of their Jedi robes and put on clothes to make themselves fit in with the locals of Tatooine.

Whilst on the transport, Anakin kept on thinking about the informant and why she had never shown her face in the mysterious holograms that she sent to him and Obi-Wan. He knew that she couldn't be a Sith, for there was no reason for her to try and foil a plot aimed to destroy the planet which served as the Jedi headquarters.

No matter how hard he tried, Anakin couldn't seem to put a face to this informer. Obi-Wan noted his former Padawan's silence, but he only thought that it was the anxiety of returning to his home planet.

"Anakin," he said to the Jedi Knight as he stared out the window of the transport. "It will be alright—you have nothing to be anxious about."

Anakin turned to face Obi-Wan. "I really don't know—I can't help but be anxious about returning to the place where I spent most of my childhood," he said.

Obi-Wan studied Anakin's face and knew that something else was also plaguing his mind. "Is there something else that you want to talk to me about, Anakin?" the Jedi Master asked with sincere concern.

Anakin shook his head. "I'm fine, master Kenobi," he replied.

Obi-Wan frowned, knowing that something was on Anakin's mind; but he left the young man to his thoughts as he decided to get some rest before they reached Tatooine.

Darth Zorah watched the two Jedi Knights exit the transport on the boarding ramp. She smiled to herself as she realized how easily she had baited them. She easily identified the Jedi Master and the Jedi Knight; she already knew that it wouldn't be an easy task, yet she was up to the challenge.

"Everything is going according to our plan," she said into what seemed to be thin air, but she was truly corresponding with someone through an earplug.

"Good," said a male voice on the other end. "Don't forget who your story—it must sound believable."

Zorah smiled to herself and fingered the hilt of the deactivated green lightsaber which she had…taken from an unfortunate Jedi. "How can I forget? I am Jedi Knight Padmé Amidala."