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Mace Windu settled in his seat as Obi-Wan and Skywalker stood in the center of the chamber. "Did you find the Sith Lord?" Mace asked.

Obi-Wan closed his eyes. "Yes," he said quietly. "It was as I feared."

"Tell us, you will," Yoda said.

"And then we will destroy him," Mace added.

Skywalker swallowed. "It won't be as easy as that," he warned. "He's politically very powerful."

"Who is it?" Ki-Adi Mundi asked.

Obi-Wan sighed. "Chancellor Palpatine," he said. "He has that exact same twist in his Force Sense that Anakin does. That I do."

Skywalker nodded somberly. "He's either the Sith Lord or he's killed a Sith Lord."

"And we know he hasn't simply killed a Sith Lord," Obi-Wan said grimly. "I had hoped I was wrong, Masters," he said. "But I'm afraid I wasn't. The Republic is under the control of a Sith Master."

No. Mace stared at the two of them in shock. It couldn't be.

"Impossible," Agen Kolar breathed out.

"With the Force, nothing is impossible," Yoda said. His ears were drooping down in a clear sign of his unhappiness. "Truth, they are telling. A Sith, the Chancellor is."

"We must stop him," Plo Koon said. "But we must also be cautious."

Skywalker closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes, and all hints of his emotions were gone. Mace had never seen such control from Skywalker. Perhaps this mess did have some advantages after all. "The Chancellor has a lot of political power. I know some Senators have been growing concerned with how much power he has. Perhaps we should speak with some of them."

Obi-Wan glanced at him. "Senator Organa comes to mind," he said.

"He is one of the ones I was thinking of," Skywalker replied. "He can be trusted, Masters," he added. "He's consistently opposed granting the Chancellor additional power."

Mace tilted his head. Skywalker was making sense, which was unusual outside of a battlefield. "There are others," he said.

"Yes, of course," Skywalker said. "Senator Amidala, Senator Bel Iblis of Corellia, and Senator Antilles of Iago come to mind. And Senator Organa introduced a new Senator, Senator Mothma, to Obi-Wan and I today. She might also be able to help."

Mace could see surprised looks being exchanged all across the chamber. He had certainly never expected Skywalker to be so in tune with the political matters on Coruscant.

Obi-Wan didn't look at all surprised, but then again, he never seemed surprised at what his former Padawan could do or know.

"I can also speak with some of my less reputable contacts," Obi-Wan added. "Surely someone can come up with something."

Yoda nodded. "And, speak, you two must, with some of the holocrons we hold."

Everyone frowned at the oldest master. "Uh… Master?" Skywalker finally managed.

"We have, in addition to the Jedi holocrons, six Sith holocrons. If, like the Temple, they believe you are Sith, talk to you they might."

Everyone was silent for a long moment.

"I didn't even think about that," Obi-Wan murmured.

Skywalker had paled. "We have Sith holocrons in the Temple?" he breathed out.

"Do not mention that to anyone, Skywalker," Mace said sternly. "The only reason you know is because of your misadventure in the Sith Temple."

Skywalker nodded. "Understood, Master," he said. He glanced at Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan returned the glance, though Mace couldn't interpret either look.

"We will need a Force Shielded room," Obi-Wan finally said. "I don't want any hint of the Darkness from the holocrons getting out to the Temple in general."

"In a shielded room, they already are."

Obi-Wan nodded. "We can at least ask, then. Though they might not listen to us no matter what they believe we are."

"Understood," Mace said. "Now, we need to figure out what to do with the proof when we get it."

"As much as I would like to, we can't just storm his office and kill him," Obi-Wan said grimly. Everyone stared at him for a moment. That sounded more like something Skywalker would say, not Obi-Wan. Then again… Palpatine had apparently targeted Skywalker, and Obi-Wan was the man's former Master. Mace imagined how he'd feel if the Sith Master had targeted one of his Padawans, and had to nod in understanding.

"Do that, we must not!" Yoda exclaimed. "Bring about our downfall, it would." And that statement had a ring of prophecy to it.

"We could take it to the Senate," Plo mused. "And present it there, for the galaxy to see."

Skywalker tilted his head slowly in thought. "Or perhaps… Masters, he might not know we know. If I can get him to…" he frowned, and changed tack. "He wants me, Masters. We know he's been trying to corrupt me since… since I arrived on Coruscant, practically. If I pretend to be further disillusioned with the Jedi, he might admit something to me, and we can use that."

Mace could feel Obi-Wan instinctive denial of that idea, before the other Jedi turned pensive. "Anakin," Obi-Wan began. He was interrupted by the Chamber doors slamming open.

Everyone present turned to the Padawan who had run in. "Masters!" Young Scout said. "The Chancellor is missing! He was meeting with Senator Amidala of Naboo, but neither of them left the room. When Palpatine didn't respond to a comm saying his next appointment had arrived, the guards checked. There's signs of a struggle."

Skywalker took a step toward the Padawan before restraining himself. "Oh Sithing Hells," Kenobi breathed.

For once, Mace agreed with using strong language in the Chamber.

There was a beat of silence before Mace surged out of his seat and started issuing orders.

This... really doesn't help the cliffhanger, does it? Oh well.