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A large silver, shining wing glided across the dark asteroids of Polis Massa with an abandoned environment as empty as the reputation of the system. However within one of the asteroids was a station which was occupied by few living beings of foreign visitation. Within one of the towers was almost an eon of wisdom encarnated in a little, green being meditating on the matters at hand. Throughout his thorough concentration he was interrupted by a senator.
"Master Yoda, they're here."
The ship landed and at first a protocal droid departed carrying Padme, but the second passenger caused alarm. Organa had drawn his pistol aiming it at Anakin who was carrying a wounded Jedi.
"Stand down, Skywalker!"
He looked to him and said, "Obi-Wan needs medical attention immediately; there's no time to waist."
"What of Padme?"
"Same for her."
While Obi-Wan was away in a room recovering, Anakin went to tend to his wife to see her finally awake.
"Annie?" She mumbled.
He assured, "I'm here for you, Padme."
"They're coming!" She started to groan in pain.
He looked on with shock as she entered the ER with the droids working on her. Once they were in the observatory, they looked to Anakin with a questioning glance. No answer was given.
"Something you kept from the order, Skywalker?" An aged voice inquired.
He nodded away while he allowed Yoda to search his thoughts and finally the Jedi Master giggled. The Knight looked to Yoda confused of his amusement.
Anakin asked, "Master?"
"In the Jedi Order many years you have been in. But having a child; predict I would not."
He looked on towards Padme with worry while Yoda looked on with a serious stare and he said, "Broken a code you have, but too few of us there are to expel you."
"So what would you have me do?"
"Almost unforgiveable to kill all those Jedi it is. Although if order you want to the Republic, train your children we will."
"Will they have to?" Anakin asked frightfully.
"Your spirit is not one of compromise. Your choice it is."
He would have to discuss this with his wife, but for now he would have to see if his wife would live. Senator Organa said, "I'll go check with Master Kenobi."
Coruscaunt
Within the dark rooms of the former Chancellor's office, Sidious was meditating only to find...his apprentice gone. There was a great disturbance in the Force, but he could not track it however he forsees them returning. This didn't cease his anger and for the first time in his life the patient Sith Lord became frustrated to a boiling point.
"So Lord Vader is dead."
Dead echoed in his head as if it was taunting him. Mas Amedda came to approach the Emperor with an annoying bureaucratic message.
"The Senatorial Commitee would like to be informed whether they should rebuild the rotunda or completely destroy it."
He turned his seat with an evil glare through his pair of yellow, predatory eyes and he stood up to walk towards the man.
"Is that all you care for? Whether the Senate is sastisfied anymore?"
"I never meant anything by it, Chance-I mean Emperor."
"Well I do recall when I said I would relieve you once you're finished with your duties."
"So you're retiring me."
"Oh no." He cackled and locked the doors.
"Oh I believe I can't have one bear witness against me."
"Your Majesty, I will say nothing!" He panicked
"You're right." He lifted the being off the ground and he panicked. He floated the former politician towards the already shattered window not to be repaired until the afternoon. He shoved Amedda towards the edge of the window.
"Palpatine, please!"
He released an arc of lightning to silence him.
"Now, Amedda, you will die!"
He lifted the humanoid, this time by his neck constricting his windpipe almost killing him. He relieved the grip and a force of the lightning sent him hurling out the window thousands of stories down where once a Jedi Master took his place thanks to Vader. He snarled once more and unlocked the doors in case anyone else would come in with something more important. He activated the hologram and a bureaucratic clerk came up.
"Let the Senatorial Committee know that Speaker of the House Mas Amedda is no longer in services and that I will no longer be in need of a cabinet. Have them arrested immediately."
"Including the Speaker?"
"The Speaker is no longer with us."
"Yes, your Majesty, understood."
The hologram faded and he glared out the shattered glass that seemed to be the encarnation of his dreams as ruling the galaxy with the most powerful being in the galaxy. No, he would destroy the chosen one and only he could be the most powerful Sith in history. And if Skywalker will not repent, somebody will.
To be continued...
What will the remaining Jedi Order do? What will the sentimental senators of the Old Republic do? Find out in the next chapter of Redemption and please leave some critique.