Daughter of Darkness
By: Owe-me-one Perogi
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars…duh…it be nice if I did though…sigh… I do however own a few original characters.
Special Thanks: I wish to thank Pallas Athena who helped me with my first go at this story when it was called "You're the Daughter of Who" several years back. I appreciate everything she did for that story and consequently this one a well.
My first go at this was pretty dismal...well, more so than that. I am aware it was complete crap, as some reviewers made me aware, one even accused me of being one of the dumbest f--ks on this site or something along those lines (and I would like to argue with that accusation, as I was probably about 13 years old when I started writing that story, and would like to think I am a quite intelligent individual, I just don't happen to be an expert writer which is why I am majoring in Zoology not English)
...hopefully this story will be a bit better the second time around anyway, as I have a outlined plan in my head how I want this story to go.
Prologue
Coruscant: Beginning of the Clone Wars
Chancellor Palpatine stood by a window looking out to the endless expanse of buildings that encompassed the whole of Coruscant. All the poor clueless souls that inhabited this vast rock and all the surrounding planets in the galaxy amazed even him. Not that he would complain, it was after all those same people who supplied him the opportunity to bring his plans to frutition.Those fools readily fell into his all too eager hands.
Their stupidity was his gain.
No one suspected Palpatine of ill intentions, he was seen as the humble savior of the Republic in most eyes, not even those fools in the Jedi Council had any idea that he was more than a persuasive politician.
They were losing their tie to the force, while his grip to it grew stronger. Perhaps a few of them seemed to have some idea that he was more than he appeared, like Master Yoda and that infernal Obi-wan Kenobi. Not that it mattered if Kenobi and that little green toad had any clue as to his intentions, the Clone Wars had begun and his plans were far too close to fruition for anyone to stop him now.
"Supreme Chancellor," a woman's voice interrupted his thoughts from the door to his office.
A Jedi, he sensed and from beneath his heavy mind shields he cringed in disdain.
"It is an honor to finally meet you in person; I am Jedi Knight Carmena Ellis."
"A pleasure, I'm sure." Palpatine said, without turning from his spot at the window. "But to what, may I ask,do I owe the pleasure of a visit from a Knight of the Republic?"
The woman took a step closer in to the room toward him before replying, "The Council has sent me here. They believe that you will need protection, with the Clone Wars and rumors of the return of the Sith. Certainly, you must be able to understand their concern."
The Chancellor glanced in her direction.
She was a striking presence; her radiant blonde hair tied tightly up in a controlled bun. Palpatine appraised her to be about in her mid-thirties. He could feel her force signature; I was quite strong to be sure, but she would still be bent to his will nonetheless, just like the rest of the Jedi.
"I assure you that I'm quite capable of taking care of myself." Palpatine said, he glanced back out the window, "My armored guards are the best in the Republic…"
"I understand that, Chancellor," she interrupted, "but nothing can beat the protection of a Jedi Knight."
She stepped even closer to him looking at him imploringly.
"You must accept my help."
Odd… he sensed that she seemed to have a genuine concern for his well being however sadly misplaced.
If only you knew, Jedi. If only... Palpatine thought dryly.
While he would have preferred that the Council had chosen young Skywalker to be his body guard, perhaps this Jedi Ellis could prove to work to his advantage as well.
"Very well, Jedi Ellis." Palpatine said with a smile that could only be described as warm.
"I welcome your help."
