Jar-Jar Binks juggled the fruit in his hands. After the Palpatine incident he had been relegated to a common street clown. Few respected him anymore, but that was irrelevant. After all, he knew that he would be relegated to the shadows once again whether Palpatine had succeeded or not but knowing that the false heir to Plagueis had failed gave him an immeasurable amount of joy, so much so that he was willing to stomach even this humiliation. His apprentice, a human male of about 20 years, stood in the mostly jeering crowd. Yes, Jar-Jar was down, humiliated, but not yet defeated. Soon he would ascend to be the one true Lord of the Sith. All the Galaxy would know and quake before the wrath of Darth-

"Hydria!" a female voice shouted, followed by the sound of her darksaber. Panic spread in the crowd and the almost all of the people fled, others turned over market stalls to try and watch from relative safety. Jar-Jar saw a woman in full Baskar armor, yet not Mandalorian, no it was stylized after ancient Sith armor, the Stalkers to be precise. From the shape of her helmet he could tell she was a Togruta. The fruit he had been juggling fell onto the ground about him, save for one which splatted on his head. Whoever this woman was, she was enraged. He could sense it, and a twinge of… fear? She was right to fear him, but no. It wasn't fear of him, it was a fear of… loss. Jar-Jar narrowed his eyes.

"Whossa you being?" Jar-Jar demanded, attempting to maintain his disguise in case he could persuade her that he was not the Sith she sought after, but still hiding a commanding undertone. How could she have possibly known his true title? "Meesa no know youssa."

"Hydria, I don't have all day," the woman demanded, "Tell me what I want, right now, or I will gut you like a fish."

Jar-Jar, Darth Hydria, glanced about him in a panic, giving a quiet signal to his apprentice to dispatch this threat.

Ever obedient, the young man leapt to the defense of his dark master, igniting his burgundy blade. However, this mystery Togruta was clearly not in the mood for games, as she dispatched him in three swipes, not even pausing her stride. Pebbles and random street debris levitated about her, and Hydria could feel her Dark energy flowing, nay, flooding from her, her fury positively seething. Now he had no choice, he unveiled his own weapon, hidden in his sleeve, and ignited his lightsaber. Taking a defensive stance as the woman immediately waylaid him with a flurry of furious blows, of which he of course parried and blocked every single one. How long had it been since he had last been in a duel? Training his apprentice hardly counted as a real fight, not yet at least. "Ah, what fun! I finally get to drop the mantle of 'imbecile' and face a true opponent!" He returned her assault blow for blow, herself proving not only a capable warrior, but a veritable master of Makashi. Leaping to get behind her, he went for a backstab only to be blocked by an over-the shoulder parry before she whirled around to face him. Hydria swapped from Form V Ataru to Form VII Juyo, slashing madly at his opponent. He was only playing with her until now, but upon seeing how capable she was he recognized the need to actually put forth effort to defeat her. Catching him off guard she managed to blast him back with the Force, throwing him across the town square. He landed quite safely upon his feet, springing back up to parry her next flurry of blows. However, what the mystery woman actually did caught him off-guard, as she began hurling the market stalls at him with the Force, not reaching out her arms physically in order to do so. "Impressive," he thought as he dodged fruit carts, "Most impressive." Hydria took his opportunity and blasted her with lightning, his a sickly yellow, which the attacker caught in her hand before returning her own vicious red. Blocking it with his lightsaber, Hydria reached out and picked up a turned over stall and flung it at her, which she replied by bisecting the cart as it went right past.

Now he was annoyed, "Who are you?!" he demanded, charging into a downward slash.

"I…" the woman grunted, "am…" she was struggling, good, at least she was until she broke the saber lock and threw Hydria back, yelling "Darth Serpeness!"

Hydria landed in a squatted position, left hand helping to support him, lifting his head towards her, the Gungun Sith retorted, "So the pretender of Plagueis sends his new pet to dispatch of the Dark Lord's true heir? Pathetic!" Sending a massive Force Push her way, she jumped out of the way and brought her blade crashing down and would have easily bisected him if he had not just managed to black the incoming assault, throwing her back behind him. Whirling to face her again as she twirled around to hack at Hydria once more. Her rage pouring from her like water from a broken dam. As the pair locked blades again, Serpeness took her right hand and slashed at the Sith with her Baskar claws, tearing flesh from his ribcage. Hydria screamed from the searing pain, but only for a moment. He let it power him, prepare him for a renewed assault. Breaking the lock he slashed towards her, which she parried into a counterstrike. Pushing her three meters away so as to gather his bearings, Hydria pounded against his wound, blood dripping onto the cobblestone road. With a quick jerk of his left arm, his second lightsaber was revealed. The pair of black-hilted sabers glowing blood red in the reflection of the fountain behind him, lightly saturating Hydria's form even in broad daylight. Twirling his blades round he slashed at the ground as he charged at Serpeness, this apparent apprentice to his pretender. He jumped towards her, one blade slashing skywards and the other crashing down. Serpeness managed to catch the ascending blade with her own, forcing it to the ground to the left of her, as she grabbed Hydria's wrist with her right hand. Using her strength, accented only slightly with the Force, she snapped Hydria's forearm in two, forcing him to drop his saber as she clawed the muscles in his forearm cleanly away. She simultaneously slashed upwards, severing his dominant right hand.

Hydria screeched in fury as his broken hands fell to the ground, his arms little more than stumps, one smoldering and the other bleeding profusely. "I am no apprentice!" Serpeness yelled, grabbing two speeders with the Force and bringing them crashing into one another, sandwiching Hydria betwixt them. As the Gungun coughed blood, she shouted "I… am… your… EMPRESS!" Serpeness grabbed him by the throat, "And you will submit to me," she commanded. Peering into his mind with the Force, she looked in every crevice of that dark, twisted mind. Forcing his master's teachings to the forefront. She didn't care that she was completely shredding Hydria's brain, all that mattered was Plagueis or Sidious. At this point, she cared little who she was pointed towards, only where to go, or what to do. She peered into the mind of Darth Hydria, hidden so long behind the idiotic mask of Jar-Jar Binks. So much wanton torture, so much subtle manipulation, he had all manners of Sith sorcery and mastery of the Dark Side, but he didn't have what she required. He didn't have PLAGEUIS! In blind fury, she took control of him, completely dominated this broken "Dark Lord" and forced him to service her, their combined strength peering through the clouded shadows Sidious had formed for himself… of course he was there. Dropping the pathetic Gungun at her feet, his mind completely obliterated from her onslaught, she reignited her darksaber and with a single clean swipe, she drained him of his life force and left him there, a withered husk upon the street.

Ahsoka watched with absolute horror the power and rage of her sibling, with more than a little confusion as to how Jar-Jar had apparently been a Sith Lord as well, or at least had enough Dark Side training to hold his own against a fully trained Sith for a few minutes. They all did, the entirety of the Council watched the now public security footage on the holonet again and again as the reporters did their best to represent what was going on. Anakin stroked his beard in tandem with Obi-Wan finally muttering, "She told him 'I am your Empress.' That has to mean she has forces elsewhere in the galaxy."

"A new Sith Empire, completely hidden from us," Obi-Wan responded, "How could we have been so blind?"

Mace Windu and three other Council Members marched towards the office of the new Senator of Naboo, followed by a squadron of Senate Commandos. They were well-prepared for a serious fight on their hands should their suspicions come to fruition. Opening the door to his office, they found him enjoying tea with the young Queen of the planet.

"Ah! Master Windu!" he greeted cheerfully, "What a pleasant surprise! Would you care for some tea as well?"

Windu and his Jedi entourage ignited their blades, "In the name of the Senate of the Galactic Republic, you are under arrest."

"W-What?! Why?!"

"For suspicion of anti-Republic activities and for possible affiliation with former Chancellor Palpatine."

"Just suspicion?!"

"That is all we need," Windu answered.

"Not yet it isn't! I'm calling my lawyer right now!" his hand reached for the drawer where he kept his commlink hesitating when he heard the clicking of the Commandos' blaster rifles. "You have no evidence; this arrest is illegal!"

"We'll make it legal," Windu retorted.

"Put your hands behind your head!" ordered a Commando, "On your knees and hands behind your head! NOW!"

Doing exactly as he was told, the Senator demanded, "I will speak to my lawyer the second I get the chance! You have no right to arrest me on suspicions alone! What even caused the suspicion?!"

"Your planet has an unhealthy habit of hiding Sith Lords," Master Coleman answered curtly.

"THAT'S IT?!" the Senator shouted. It was enough to prompt a particularly jumpy Commando to fire upon the man, then another shot, and another. Soon enough the entire squadron they had brought with them opened fire on the unarmed Senator, even injuring the Queen in the process. The Jedi would definitely take a slight PR hit from this move.