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I Need You
Chapter 18
"Ah Anakin, good to see you again and so soon," the Chancellor said, sickly sweetening his words.
"You won't be so happy to see me when you find out why I've come," Anakin said, darkly.
"Well, Senate is about to go in to session, so I'm afraid this will have to wait until later, my boy. You know business is business," he said, cheerfully, pulling on his robe.
"No, the Senate can wait," Anakin said, coldly.
"Well, let's make this a quick one," Palpatine replied, a hidden nervousness at the icy tone of the Jedi's voice.
"Evening Chancellor," greeted Mace Windu and was followed by the rest of the Jedi Council.
"What can I do for you?" Palpatine replied, irately.
"Give up your powers in the Senate," Windu snarled.
"You what?" the Sith laughed.
"Step down or fight," Anakin repeated.
"Oh, must this all end in violence?" The Sith said, sarcastically. He surveyed the room, "you have no power over me," he growled.
"If you will not step down, then you will be removed," Anakin replied, drawing his saber.
"I'm surprised Anakin, that you were not strong enough to resist the Jedi's lies, you're weaker than I thought," he mocked and with that comment the two men lunged in a deadly battle.
The other Jedi rushed to help Anakin but were pushed one by one to the opposite sides of the room. Eventually only Anakin, Obi Wan, Mace and Yoda were left in the fight. The youngest Jedi knight was determined to prove himself to all the occupants of the room, he parried and attacked, his blows elegant yet deadly.
The Sith pushed Obi Wan across the room and Anakin roared at the treatment towards his best friend. His strikes became increasingly fierce and he travelled as a blur across the room. Palpatine's weariness escalated and he began to make a multiplication of mistakes. Anakin meanwhile was having a huge upsurge in power, the force as his ally.
"Step back," Master Yoda said suddenly, pulling Windu away with surprising force for one so small. "Between Palpatine and Knight Skywalker, this is."
Anakin smiled, grimly as Palpatine made that one mistake that cost him his life. Without a second thought Anakin plunged his sapphire lightsaber into the other man's heart and the prophecy was fulfilled, Anakin Skywalker, The Chosen One, had defeated the Sith.
The door opened and Senator Padme Amidala plus her handmaiden, Sabe, entered to see a room of injured Jedi and Mace Windu and Master Yoda standing next to Anakin, who had his lightsaber impaled through the Chancellor's chest.
"You have done well, Anakin?" Master Windu commented.
"Thank you, Master," he said humbly.
"Grown up, you have, Skywalker," Yoda said.
Anakin smiled and ran to where his friend was, "Obi Wan…" he called, rolling over the Jedi's body.
"Anakin, well done, you did me proud," he said, smiling weakly.
"All because of your training, Master," Anakin said, smugly.
"There he is my innocent, or not so innocent, smiling Jedi Knight," the older man joked.
"Obi Wan," Anakin said hugging him.
"Now you better go and explain this mess to your awaiting bride or she may get jealous." Obi Wan remarked.
"Huh?" the younger man said before spotting Padme. He rushed over to her and held her trembling body. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"You killed the Chancellor," she said, fearfully.
"Yes, my love, Palpatine was a Sith, he was too dangerous to be kept alive."
Meanwhile, Sabe had moved to where Obi Wan was rising to a sitting position as medics came to look-over the hurt Jedi.
"Milady," Obi Wan greeted.
"Sabe," she scolded, lightly, "are you alright?"
"I'm fine," he stated, "just doing my duty for the Republic."
She smiled, not noticing the other occupants of the room gazing at them, eyebrows raised. Obi Wan lent forward to give her a soft kiss. She was shocked at first but could not resist this Jedi's charms.
"Feel a change in the code is needed, says I," said Yoda to Mace, watching Anakin and Padme and Obi and Sabe kissing.
"Go home Anakin, Obi Wan," Mace said, "there will be another Council meeting tomorrow at nine hundred hours, see you then." Both of the young couples went in their separate ways, for a night of promising passions.