Super sorry for the long wait! I just lost interest in writing this for a bit, college was my main focus, including my other stories. I also recently just got over a bad case of the flu, but now I'm on Thanksgiving break, so I'll have time to write, but I also have homework as well. Which sucks. But here is the new chapter, which is the prologue for the new arc of the story.

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A Masterful Return

Chancellor Palpatine looked out the window from his office. His plans for his Empire, the fall of the Jedi Order, and manipulating young Skywalker to be his Apprentice was going according to plan. Well almost, there had been some minor setbacks due to The Doctor.

His thoughts went back, which has happened many times to the thorn in his side that needed to be dealt with. The man's light was sickening to be near, but he also had a dark side to him as well, that left him interested on how he accumulated it and kept it under-wrap. What troubled him more was the balance he had of it. Palpatine would be more impressed if he was Force Sensitive, then he could try and manipulate him into being his Apprentice. Unfortunately, he wasn't, and the man was smart enough, and seemed to be hell bent on doing the greater good. Which was stupid in his case, but he suspected he had spilled blood to keep this peace. Which he could use to his advantage to get under the man's skin. But, the one who was Force Sensitive was The Doctor's daughter, Jenny.

From what Anakin had told him, their species can change their faces after they are fatally wounded. Anakin had a hard time explaining it, due to the absurdity of it. But, he understood, although it did sound ludicrous. He did see Jenny when she was different, and her Force Signature was remarkable, and the most interesting thing was the unsteady and untapped potential she had as a Force user. And she seemed scared and uncertain about them as well. Which was good for him, the scared and uncertain were the right type of people to manipulate to their very word. Which for Palpatine himself was fine with it, he was a manipulator himself. That's how he got Amidala to call for Chancellor's Valorum's resignation back when he was a Senator and was Naboo's Queen respectively. Which soon got himself elected as Chancellor, and soon got this war started by toying with both sides, which also included giving him more power in the Government.

Skywalker had sorta the same issue with feelings, but it was also due to trust and finding a parental figure, the last part was when he was at a young age. He had planted seeds of mistrust towards the Jedi Order to him, which was going along nicely. The downside with Jenny was that she was smart, smart enough to be aware of a lot of things. So she would probably know when she was being manipulated. And the big thing was her devotion to her father, The Doctor. She held him high regard and her love for him was sickening. And using that to his advantage was going to be hard.

Palpatine for one, hated having roadblocks in his plans, and having issues with this one was unacceptable. The plan that his Master started, then after he snuffed his life out while he slept was his soon after, was not going to end. Not by a long shot. Palpatine wasn't a loser and more than enough blood had been spilled, and the lives that knew too much had been silenced to finally bring out Order 66. Yes, the Republic and the Jedi Order will fall and his Empire will arise from the ashes.

But, he kept going back to The Doctor, and he had the strange feeling he knew him more than he should've, which was strange. He had also dreams of sorts of visions of someone, which was normal for a Force Sensitive, they would have visions of the future sometimes. But this felt different, as he should know who the person should be. Palpatine didn't like not to know things, he always found out, one way or the other. But, this type of thing was calling out to him in way that he couldn't place.

He then felt a pulsing sensation in his pocket. He lifted an eyebrow as he took out an old Fob Watch of sorts. The same voice from a couple of months ago spoke to him again, but this time it was telling him to opening it.

As if he was in some sort of trance, he did. Palpatine was then overtaken for a second by some golden mist. And the memories and the change of his genetic and biological structure began.

He sucked in a breath as body changed to accommodate his Time Lord self, and the memories started flash before his eyes. Memories of Gallifrey, the Academy, looking into the Time Vortex, the drums, the man who would be his friend and then lifetime enemies. Memories of doing unspeakable things over the centuries, the lives destroyed, the attempts of universal domination, attempts of taking over a mud ball of a planet.

He then blinked, and a sinister smile took his features.

The Master chuckled at what he was remembering about his time as Palpatine, and was very happy about the plan ahead his other half had done. And also was happy for the new powers he had accumulated. But he now had control over an entire Galaxy, which could bring out so many possibilities. He wasn't a rule follower, but he probably had to do everyone step by step for this grand plan to work. And also keep up the facade of being that old man, who was some sort of wizard.

The Master looked at the skyline once more, a mad grin on his face, he had returned, and now had some work to do. For he was going to bring out an Empire, destroy some peace loving hippies, and get rid of The Doctor, once and for all.

Yes, The Master had returned.