Warning
I'm told that this comedic chapter (or at least my humble attempt at it) may not fit in well with the rest of the serious story. So, if you're in a good flow in that direction, please skip over this. I've tried re-reading this myself, and to some extents I agree that it may not fit in.
Is Palpatine/Sidious funny? What do you think? Many say he is not. He is a dark, deep and mysterious character. But I've had too fun much writing and reading this.
Sidious arrived at Mustafar. Where was Lord Vader? He had yet to receive word from him. Sidious was pleased. Was he planning on betraying or overthrowing him? Such was the way of the Sith. If I defeat him, he will be even more motivated to work on our cause. The cause of exterminating all Jedi from the galaxy; the plan Sidious had been orchestrating for years, carrying on the Legacy of Darth Bane, a thousand years ago.
I am pure evil now, Sidious thought. I wasn't always like that, though. It took effort and patience for me to be this way. My master, Darth Plagueis taught me the ways of the Sith and when I was made to kill my father, I was indoctrinated into the ways of Anger and Rage. I hated my father, but it wasn't easy to embark on that evil. The Sith crave power, Sidious thought, not unlike the Jedi, and we can bring peace and order in the galaxy.
The way we use it is through strength and might; not through corrupt and arrogant systems claiming to be based on peace but instead work upon the useless emotions of stupidity, arrogance and indecision. Windu was one like that. Oh, how much pleasure it gave me to shock him and throw him out of that window!
Now, Sidious arrived at the landing platform. It was a small one. This side of Mustafar was an industrial section controlled by the Separatists. The rest of the planet belonged to the useless natives. He walked along. He was too busy being excited to look around and see Anakin's shuttle's sitting right on the side. I must see the work Lord Vader has done, Sidious thought. Wiping out those cowardly lunatics of neimoidians and other aliens.
He was escorted by a few clones, proud to serve under directly the Emperor of the galaxy. They were nervous though. They were the Red Guard, calling themselves, Loyal, Hanger and Excellency. They were escorted by their Captain and Sergeant.
They all walked to the centre and then walked inside the building. Inside the sealed doors they all the sight of their lifetimes. For Sidious, the humorous destruction of the idiots he manipulated; but for the clones, this was their satisfaction of seeing the men who brought so much death and blood to their brothers and comrades. Their lifeless bodies with looks of shocks upon them pleased them immensely. As they walked inside, Loyal glanced at the neimoidians – was this Nute Gunray? He felt like shooting him. It called to him. Sidious looked at him in understanding. 'My lord, do you mind...?'
'Not at all, dear boy. Shoot them, dismember them, take their heads and hang them on your wall if it pleases you. In fact, I'd be happy to give you a royal room at my new palace if you do that.'
Loyal was a little surprised by such a response, but Hanger jumped up at this chance. He did like to hang things, after all.
He rushed to Gunray and his assistants, shot them, cut out their heads and held them with him. Sidious smiled. Now I must see the rest of Lord Vader's work.
And the work pleased him. He checked on the computers to ensure Vader had dismantled the Separatist armies. He had.
They all walked back out to the landing platform. Sidious this time did look at the shuttle. He was going to examine it, to check if Vader's astromech was there: He should be even if Vader has left... Where has Vader gone? Good that he is thinking out of the box, but I am getting a bit irritated now. There is so much more work to do. But before he could check that, he got a voiceover.
'My Lord, we have a situation.'
'What is it?'
'All our men are dying, sir! There's a little Green Jedi. Who is he called?'
His superior office gave him the name, but Sidious already knew who he was. Now it is time to go back to my capital and participate in the battle that determines the fate of the galaxy.
It won't be easy though, Sidious now thought seriously. I could lose and die. Yoda was the most powerful Jedi in the order; except for Lord Vader of course. But the Sith must be tested in strength. We are not cowards.
He rushed back to the shuttle, the clones not knowing how much distance was respectful to the now all powerful leader of the galaxy. Loyal and Excellency all gave strange looks to Hanger. How was he able to hold five heads in two hands? This was his specialty, after all.
Sidious pondered. Vader? Yoda? These will all be mine. He smiled once again; oh, but I'm only doing things for the good of the galaxy...