Darth Sidious's throne room was anything but a typical place for the seat of the emperor. The room was gray all around, its lighting was very limited and for those that had the pleasure, or the horror of getting inside, it was covered with the stench of evil.
Many had entered the tomb only to rely on sheer will power for them to walk forward, it was as if some ancient being was ready to pounce on you with its soul purpose was for your destruction. Though it was frightening for all that entered, it wasn't the first time this visitor had the distinction of basking its presence in its darkness.
"Your will is done my lord." The Sith hissed, barely loud enough to be heard. It bowed its head as it placed its right knee on the cold hard metallic floor in respects for the dark lord, whose hood was covering its head, only showing its beaming yellow eyes.
"Did Tachi provide any resistance?" Sidious hissed out, still concealing his deceptively weak frame.
"Hardly, she was easily disarmed." The dark Jedi replied truthfully. Sidious's eyes squinted as anger seemed to seep deep into his flesh.
"Than why is that damnation of a child not dead!? Or better yet, in the palace!?" He demanded, how dare he be defied of his wishes, he is the emperor! Now it was the dark Jedi who's eyes flashed deep in anger, though not the sickly yellow that was the trade mark of the Sith. It still did its best to defy the dark side from consuming it completely, forever annoying the dark lord.
"I may be your slave my lord, but I refuse to kill a defenseless child!" The Dark Jedi spat, wishing that its words were literally poison to the Sith lord.
"You will kill who ever I tell you too!" Sidious raised its gray and deformed hands up towards its servant and felt the tingling sensation leaving his finger tips towards his target. The Dark Jedi gasped in pain as the lightning coursed throughout its body, painfully numbing its body all but use less. Moments before the Dark Jedi was going to pass out it stopped. Its eyes fluttered, almost to weak to re open them, just then realizing that it had flown across the throne room and slammed against the wall. Tilting its head up it saw its master standing right above it.
"Though incredible weak force wise, you remain to be my best assassin. That is the only reason why you are live today. Do not worry though, I have sent another to take care of the failure that you so easily made."
"What is your bidding my lord?" The Sith asked in between labored breaths, half wishing that the dark lord would just end its life already.
"I have a most delicate matter for you to handle. A high profile prisoner has escaped with help from a former Jedi. You are to kill the Jedi and bring the woman here." The gentle facade has just as soon appeared as it disappeared moments before. Though knowing it was a false act, it still did bring a sense of security to the situation.
"It will be done." The Jedi replied, but was soon followed up by feeling its air pathways closing making it hard to breath.
"I'm not done, you really should learn your manners when speaking to your superiors." The Dark lord spoke coldly.
"I'm sorry mi lord." The Sith barely choked out.
"If Darth Vader tries and compromise your position, kill the woman in front of him." The assassin just looked on in defeat. It was simple, either do this discretely or be killed. There was no way it could defy Vader without death being certain. It just nodded its head showing that it will follow its orders, not wanting to say something that will anger the Sith lord once more.
"If you fail this mission, I promise you I will not show mercy unto like I have today. Complete the mission as if your life depends on it, for it does." Sidious spoke, tossing a data pad down onto its assassin providing all the information it would need and then turned around and headed back towards its throne. Needless to say this mission was going to interesting on so many levels. Once the Dark Jedi left his chambers Sidious let go a dark laughter from his lips echoing throughout the room.
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During the trip to Tatooine Jared spent majority of the time teaching Padme the way of the force. Surprisingly she was doing well, and was learning rather quickly. She seemed to master the technique of force pushing and force pulling down fairly easily. If that seemed to catch Jared off guard then her lightsabre skills in the four hours it took to fly from the mining prison to Tatooine was just simply astounding.
Her movements was graceful and fluid. Though he did not have a training driod on board he did manage to modify a hand held blaster at the same low level settings that the driods would use. A couple of times he grunted in pain when she would reflect the shots back at him. Though she did occasionally let one by, he couldn't wait to spar against her. Only then would he be able to test her true abilities, to see where her weakness truly lies. Though he hoped she would never need these skills, he would rather be safe than sorry.
If everything goes well, then he supposed he would drop her off at Obi-wans so that he could continue his quest. Still getting by the royal guard would take some serious planning, and Sidious did defeat Yoda in a duel according to the senator, so he had some heavy training ahead of him. Though he was not one for odds, he figured that at the cost of his life would come a 1 percent chance of bringing down the Sith lord with him then it was worth the risk.
The imperial shuttle came down softly into the Tatooine sands, landing behind a building which he assumed was old Obi-wan's hut. Reaching out with the force he could feel the darkness surround everything, it was of course a by product of the Hutts.
The Hutts even though none has ever been recorded to be force sensitive were usually completely surrounded by the dark side for there deeds. Even one that was almost non existence to the force could be surrounded by light or dark depending on there moral values and the fiber of there character. This world, was filled with people that had the stain of evil etched into there hearts. Only for a single moment did he feel the welcoming tinge that would come with the light and his ever graceful presence was heading for the shuttle.
This was why Obi-wan had chosen Tatooine, that and its significant value that deterred the boys father away from here. The boy was completely safe from being detected as long as he remains immersed in the horrific shroud of the dark side and away from projecting the light that dwelling within the boys soul.
In a mechanical shudder the ramp for the ship came down and appeared a single being waiting out side, the relief was solely displayed on the senators face.
"Obi-wan!" She practically screamed, it seemed like forever since she last saw her good friend. Obi-wan even in his most passive state had a hard time not grimacing as she hugged him tightly.
"Padme, it truly a surprise." He spoke, then looked over at Jared and his face that was filled with happiness for a moment then turned to a frown in disappointment.
"What are you doing here?" Obi-wan spoke in a sharp tone, Jared just sighed, he knew it was coming.
"Perhaps it will be better to talk inside."
"Oh?"
"Obi-wan please." Padme asked gently, it was unnerving to her that he could be so easily displaced by Jared. She was curious to find out why, but would much rather do it in the confines of a home than a hard lifeless ship. He just turned around and started walking back towards his hut followed by Jared and Padme.
"Do you know anything about your escort Padme?" Obi-wan inquired.
"Not much, I do know he was imprisoned for something but he refused to explain."
"No, I didn't tell her Master Kenobi." Jared spoke up, catching both of them a little off guard.
"Shall you do the honors Sol? Or shall I?"
"Since you seem so willing Kenobi, I think you shall." Biting his lip back from that sharp retort Obi-wan just decided it would be best to explain his past.
"Jared Sol was sent to prison for over 15 deaths, and high treason." He spoke out enlightening Padme on the situation. She just stared back in shock, not knowing exactly what to say.
"What!?" She spoke out in disbelief.
"Its true Padme, what I told you in the confines of the cell was true, at least partially." Jared spoke up, to ashamed to look her in the eyes.
"Yes, he defied the code with an assassin whose target was the king of Orion. After they apprehended this assassin he barged in there killed a guard and wounding another, and helped her escape. It wasn't till hours later that they found the two on Dantooine. That incident forever tarnished the Jedi's name."
"You speak Obi-wan as if you never broke the code, what about you and Siri?" Padme inquired, though she was still in utter shock that Jared did those things he did save her from the horrors of a male filled prison. She almost felt obligated to help protect him, as if to return the favor.
"Padme, I do not regret my decision but mine and Siri's romance rekindled only in the efforts to save her life! No one perished because of that love I can assure you."
"No, but many did because of mine." She spoke hurtfully and slouched her self down on the couch.
"You shouldn't think like that Padme." Jared spoke softly, trying to reach to her.
"Hes right." Even Obi-wan added for good measure.
"If I would of listened to my head, none of this would have happened! He would never have been scared of me dying from child birth and wouldn't of turned to that monster for help!" She accused, the past was finally catching up to her.
"No, That monster has been planing this since day one, he would of turned Anakin regardless if you were in the picture or not. You were used like a tool Padme, we all were." Jared spoke out knowingly, Obi-wan just nodded his head in agreement.
"Though because of your situation Padme we do now have the one thing that the emperor fears the most." Obi-wan spoke up, causing both Padme and Jared to tilt there heads to the well renown Jedi.
"We have the one person that is capable of turning Anakin back towards the light." He revealed, and Jared just grinned.
"Obi-wans right."
"But how? How am I suppose to do that, he chose the dark side over me once already..." She spoke the rebuke more of convincing herself than Obi-wan and Jared, both of them caught on quite easily.
"He chose the dark side Padme to save you from certain death, which you obviously eluded. Talk to him, convince him to come back. If you could do this.."
"If I can do this then what Jared??"
"Then the democracy you love so much has the chance to return. The galaxy is consumed by darkness, though consumed, the light is still very much alive Padme, and you are the one holding the candle." This was way to much to handle, once second she was a prisoner the next she is the galaxy's last hope for freedom.
"I need some rest." She spoke and instantly went up towards Obi-wans guest room, tomorrow she would get her son, but tonight she was in dire need of sleep, real sleep. Laying her head on the soft pillow she closed her eyes and let the sleep over take her. Obi-wan turned around and started going through some data pads that was sitting on a book rack, after finding the one he was looking for he looked down at it grimly.
"I have something for you Jared."
"Something for the tarnished Jedi eh?" He asked sarcastically. To be honest even though he appeared to be perfectly calm throughout the whole conversation a huge part of him was withering away in nervousness. He had made a mistake those few years back, one that every day haunted him with the pictures of his victims faces stuck in his head. To be honest with himself, it was a mistake and he had accepted it, but was it still a mistake if he would do it all over again? If he went back to that damnation of a day, the only thing he would have changed would be to do a few more mini jumps to throw his master off of his tail. His hands went up and caught a data pad before it could hit his face, causing his train of thought to stop.
"Its knight Turris's journal during the purges." Jared looked down in disbelief, he tried to form words to reply but nothing seemed to come out.
"He was a good knight Jared, I'm sure he would want it in your hands." Obi-wan replied calmly before Jared could recollect himself. Jared still had his eyes locked on the data pad, desperately wanting to read it but also scared half to death to do so. His emotions were starting to get the best of him. He often wondered about the missions the two of them would have gone on if he would of just stayed the course. If only Jared could have been the knight Turris needed him to be, perhaps he would still be alive. His breathing was starting to become labored, trying admirably to fight off the lump forming in his throat.
"Thank you..." He barely was able to mutter out after taking a few moments to collect the information in his eyes.
"Good night Jared." Turning around, he went into his room and shut the door leaving Jared all alone with his old masters journal.
Its been three months since the storming of the temple, often times I wish I was stronger. The dark side now clouds everything, its presence is the only reason why I'm here, why I still fight on. I desperately urn for the chance to join the force, but only resist that horrific temptation for the sake of the younglings. In the past week the number of them have been cut down from 7 to 3. Three of them are left, only three. What has this galaxy turned to? How many dark Jedi do I have to fight off to save a few children's lives that are too young to even understand why they are being hunted to begin with??
I often find my self thinking of my former padawan, I know that he was sentence to prison after the whole ordeal in Orion. I will never be able to tell him that It was I that failed him, How I should of taught him better, been more understanding. Force Have I failed! I sense something dark...
Poor Tombe! Poor Tombe! He was just a boy! I cant keep defending them, by the force when will it end? The boy was only 5 years of age, he was curious but bright. He did not deserve this, he deserved a chance at life! Master Yoda, if only he was alive. How far have I came from the ways of the Jedi, when I saw Tombe with out his head...I lost control. The dark side now taints my soul, the children can sense it within me, though I will never harm them I believe that I'm becoming a danger, the emperor will never stop hunting me.
The shroud of evil is growing stronger day by day, I will be forced to make my last stand soon. It seems every night another dark one is sent, every night the force claims there soul. Eventually I will get the masked one, the one that used to be Anakin Skywalker. I know its not Jedi like to admit defeat, but I know my end will come at his blade. I can feel there dark slithering presence before each attack, its only when its accompanied by mechanical breathing do I know the end is near. Ive heard it twice before, each time I was able to escape. As the saying goes, the third is the charm and I must prepare my self.
The children are up about now since of there fellow's death. I have to find them shelter, some where away from the evil that is spread amongst every living being now. Force help me!