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A/N: Woah! What's this?! Two updates in under a fortnight?! I know, I'm shocked, too. Good news, I'll have about an hour every week to be able to write, so lots of writing should be getting done! (Although, it might go to catching up on assignments....)

Chapter 6: Who, What, When and Where?

Yoda stood, leaning on his gimer stick, in the observation lounge, above the room that the wounded Jedi were sleeping in. He sighed, a sound full of sadness and regret. He was still not sure how Palpatine had escaped their notice. He was not even sure how the young Jedi before him had even survived.

He turned to face his sole companion. "What think you?"

The young Knight glanced down at him. "I think they need to be stopped, by any means possible. Whatever it takes, the two must no longer pose a threat to the Republic or the Jedi."

"Strong words, those are. Your friend, he was."

"Yeah, well, he isn't my friend anymore. I'd never want to be associated with his kind." She was now facing the viewport again, with her arms crossed across her chest.

"Hmm. Save them, he did."

"What do you mean, he saved them?" she asked incredulously. "He helped Palpatine get away!"

"But if, done that, he had not, forced to kill them, Palpatine would have been."

"It makes no difference. He has been taken by the Dark Side, he must be destroyed."

"Hm. So sure, I am not." Yoda watched sadly, as Siri Tachi let out a frustrated huff and swept out of the room.

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Vashta-Narada had never known such pain. He had known that this would be the result of his letting Anakin get the information, but he had not realised how painful it actually was. He was glad he had saved Mace, Anakin and the others from Palpatine's Force lightening. Suddenly, a scream was wrenched from his throat as the pain became too much for him to bare.

Just as suddenly as the barrage had begun, it stopped again. However, instead of moving, he stayed still, frozen in place. He knew that if he moved now, the only thing that would come of it, would be more punishment, and he wasn't sure how much more his battered body could take.

"Now, Lord Vashta-Narada, why did you let Skywalker gain access to my identity?"

"I was an accident, Master. The Arfour unit must have resisted the mind wipe I gave it."

Seemingly finished, Sidious kicked him once in the side, and told him to get up. After watching his apprentice rise painfully, he smiled and said, "Now, we have some training to do."

With that, several training remotes entered the small space of the cockpit, all set to kill.

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The Council, such as it was, was in a mess as to what to do about the two missing Sith Lords. No one had any idea about where they would go, who to send, and what help the Senate needed. Yoda had not spoken to any on the Council for several days, and with their numbers depleted, their organisation skills were almost as bad as the bureaucrats that they sort to organise.

"I believe Master Tholme should go," Kit Fisto said, thoughtfully.

"I disagree. Master Rhara should go. She knows Obi-Wan well. Perhaps, Knight Muln should accompany her," this comment was from Stass Allie.

The Council was currently in the middle of an argument about who should go after the missing Sith, without Yoda's guidance. Mace was the next to speak. "No, I think we should wait for Master Yoda. He will know how best to deal with these renegades."

This statement caused the other Councillors to cry out in indignation, over the fact that Yoda had yet to show himself. That is until, Yoda limped into the room. "Hmm. Quinlan Vos, we should send. Experience with the Dark Side, he has, and know Obi-Wan, he does. Perhaps, help, he can."

"But, Master, Quinlan was a special case. Everyone knows that once you start on the Dark path, there is now turning back. They must both be destroyed." Depa Billiba was quite vocal about her opinion.

"Hmm. Palpatine, destroyed, he must be. Obi-Wan? Not so sure, am I. Information, too easy it was, to find. Alternate motive, he has, I think. Find out we must. Send Master Vos, we should."

After much discussion, the Council agreed, reluctantly.

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