The emergency meeting of the Jedi Council was scheduled to take place in an hour. For two hours now, the missiles from the Separatist dreadnought battleships that suddenly appeared from hyperspace in the orbit of the capital planet Coruscant had been hammering at the buildings and squares of the galactic capital planet, without there having been a declaration of war or Count Dooku or his henchman General Grievous had even commented on the attack. But the attacks by the Confederacy of Independent Systems droid forces were far too chaotic and uncoordinated for Jedi or clone trooper commanders to discern the enemy's true intentions. Until Mace Windu noticed that the "Invisible Hand", General Grievous' command ship, was suspiciously close to the Republica 500 building. The Jedi Master from the planet Haruun Kal suddenly realized what Grievous and Dooku could be about.
"How long is Anakin on his mission on Nelvaan?" he asked Master Yoda.
"Successfully ended the machinations of the Techno-Union - on this planet Skywalker has. "In just three hours – with Obi-Wan he will return," promised Mace Windu.
"That's too late. "We need to send someone to protect Chancellor Palpatine," Windu explained sternly.
"But who send - we should? Agen Kolar – on Eriadu he is. Ki-Adi-Mundi and Saesee Tiin – repelling Separatist attacks on Coruscant – already doing they are."
"What about Master Shaak Ti? She's free and ready," Mace Windu suggested.
"Shaak Ti already in vain against Grievous – she has fought. "Not a good idea – that is," Yoda replied, frowning.
"Precisely because of that," Mace Windu explained seriously.
"Please how?" Yoda wondered.
"Anakin has been on the Chancellor for months now. He just gives us irrelevant details about him. Who cares how Palpatine will set up his summer home on Naboo or that he was on Mygeeto decades ago? I knew for a long time that the boy wouldn't make it. Now he's on a mission far away from here. Maybe that's not as bad as you might think. If Dooku and Grievous have a grudge against Palpatine - they should just kidnap him or even kill him. And no one will be able to prove any negligence to Shaak Ti if she fails again. We as Jedi have done our duty while Dooku and Grievous deal with Palpatine - a competition within the Dark Side of the Force, it seems," the dark-skinned Jedi Master explained, his lips pursed in disgust.
"A cold calculation with a Jedi's life - a dangerous game that is," Yoda replied worriedly.
"I have long sensed that the Dark Side of the Force surrounds the Chancellor. And more and more recently, Anakin too. Why don't we let them slaughter each other, especially now when the opportunity is so good?" Mace Windu lured Yoda again.
"No! Shaak Ti will give everything for Palpatine! "She won't fail!" Luminara Unduli countered vigorously.
"Why?" Mace Windu asked his colleague in surprise.
"Shaak Ti greatly admires Chancellor Palpatine. You should have seen how she was rooting for him to win the election on the night of his election. Imagine, back then she actually wanted me to switch to the culture channel so that she could watch him at the opera," the green Mirialan explained enthusiastically.
"That Shaak Ti so interested in Palpatine she was – I didn't know," Yoda replied in astonishment.
"Well, Master Shaak Ti is full of surprises," Luminara Unduli replied cheerfully.
"Good, Shaak Ti to protect Chancellor Palpatine – assigned she is. The knights Foul Moudama and Roron Corobb placed at her side – they will be," Yoda decided.
"Two additional Jedi Knights is good. They can still cover each other if the mission fails. And if Palpatine dies, then the cards will be reshuffled," Windu explained confidently.
Master Yoda went into his meditation chamber. He didn't feel comfortable sending Shaak Ti back to her feared opponent Grievous. Perhaps Kit Fisto, who had already defeated the general in single combat once, would have been a better choice? On the other hand, Mace Windu was right and if Palpatine would be rescued, one would never know what Dooku had planned for the Chancellor and the Republic. But was the sacrifice of the Chancellor and a Master worth it? Even after half an hour of meditation, Master Yoda didn't know the answer to this question.
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Palpatine sat calmly and relaxed in his suite in the Republica 500 building. Shaak Ti had just come in with the two Jedi. The Sith Lord was astonished for just a moment by the Jedi Council's choice. His astonishment quickly gave way to burgeoning anticipation. After all, he alone determined the course of events to come. Who would have thought that history would repeat itself in such a pleasant variation? He had actually wanted to take care of Shaak Ti later. Perhaps this was a decree of power that he now wanted to use.
The Sith Lord looked at the white-furred Talz with his four eyes and the pipe-like mouth and the brown Ithorian slightly disparagingly for a brief moment. Then he smiled at the two Jedi.
"If you please would take care of securing the lower floor? I would now like to speak to General Shaak Ti alone," he stated firmly.
"Chancellor, do you think this is such a good idea?" Shaak Ti asked skeptically.
"Believe me, Master Jedi, the danger is usually exaggerated. "Nobody has ever broken in here," explained the Chancellor in a firm, reassuring voice.
"A Ch'hala tea for Master Jedi?" he asked with a charming smile after the other two Jedi had left her alone.
Immediately 11-4D scurried up.
Shaak Ti looked at the droid she had first seen in Kaldani Tower thirteen years ago. The medidroid had been given a different housing; one that was lighter, more silvery, and more rounded in contrast to the angular dark gray of twelve years ago. But FourDee had retained his many characteristic limbs. But why was he here now?
Yes, that's right, Palpatine and Hego Damask had been friends... Was this surgical droid possibly also there when...? But that would mean that Palpatine might know something or have figured something out when it happened. But if so, why hadn't he...?
Shaak Ti felt a chill run down her spine as she considered the consequences of her last thought. No, this was definitely the wrong time to talk to the Chancellor about Hego Damask's death. Even though, or perhaps because, he had been so close to him. And if she talked to too many people about her lover, she might become suspicious. Especially because her friend Luminara Unduli and Kit Fisto were often with the Chancellor as his official Jedi advisors. That was none of Palpatine's business!
Sidious had to admit that his master had made a good choice. The red body that the Jedi Master hid beneath her brown robe was certainly perfect considering the two graceful, unmissable breast swells that stood out beneath her layered top. His gaze couldn't help but immediately fall on Shaak Ti's slim waist, which was further emphasized by the wide belt made of leather, surely made from an animal of her homeworld Shili. Did she have any other white tattoos on her body than the ones on her face?
Palpatine sipped his Ch'hala tea and wondered how Plagueis had managed to seduce the beautiful Jedi Master in the one night he had left to such an extent that he'd been able to sire a daughter with her that night ...
... Plagueis had certainly offered her wine, one or preferably several glasses of the heavy, expensive brands that he himself had usually preferred. And as hard-drinking as his master had been throughout his life, he had drunk the otherwise abstinent Jedi Master under the table after just the second glass. ... No, he hadn't drink her under the table right away ... But Shaak Ti would have been willing enough to confidently suggest to her to take a look at his training room. The unsuspecting Shaak Ti would have followed Plagueis into the training room, one floor below, to find a lightsaber combat simulation sphere - just like in the Jedi Temple.
"You have something like that here?" she would have exclaimed in surprise.
"The two of us won't need that now," Plagueis would have replied and immediately activated his red blade.
"You… are a Lord of the Sith!" Shaak Ti would have said breathlessly.
"Not just a Lord of the Sith. I am Darth Plagueis – Dark Lord of the Sith!" his master would have revealed himself to the shocked Jedi Master.
And then he would have attacked her quickly and mercilessly. Plagueis would have chased the beautiful Togruta all over the training room with his Djem So and Yuyo, taking advantage of his supreme height. Shaak Ti would have tried to counter it with her elegant Makashi, but ultimately Plagueis would use the Force to help himself, to pin her against the wall with a Force push, and take away her blue lightsaber. And then he would stand right in front of her, take her red hands and press them up against the wall while she was defenseless at his mercy.
"I see you are more than capable of defending yourself. "So what do you want from me, Darth Plagueis?" she would have asked him accusingly.
"Well, your lightsaber and Force skills leave a lot to be desired. But I guess you will have other means to placate me," Plagueis would reply in a slightly dismissive but calm and superior manner.
And then he would press his body against hers and kiss her against her will. Right on the pink mouth ... No, of course he wouldn't kiss her! How about the transpirator mask? But he would slide his large, narrow hands over her body. She would initially defend herself against his intrusiveness.
"Be calm and nothing will happen to you," Plagueis would then say to her. Then he would lead her tamed back to the living quarters, her lightsaber safely tucked away on his belt.
"Yes, with pleasure," Shaak Ti replied and 11-4D poured her a cup of Ch'hala tea.
She looked at the orange liquid with which FourDee gradually filled her teacup, then carefully placed the corresponding jug next to her filled cup on the low side table. She thought she saw a glimmer of recognition in the droid's photoreceptors. Yes, it was another dignified and tastefully furnished apartment in which she found herself with this well-known droid. But the man opposite her – he was wrong! And yet she was supposed to be guarding him right now. And that was all she wanted to concentrate on for the next few minutes and hours!
"This is the best and finest Ch'hala tea in the galaxy," Palpatine told Shaak Ti with a warm smile. Then his thoughts wandered again.
In the middle of the living room, Plagueis would expose his privates to her and order her to suck on it.
"But, that's against the Jedi Code," Shaak Ti would reply, her voice trembling.
"I don't give a shit about the Jedi Code!" Plagueis would growl at her in a contemptuous voice... No, his master wouldn't be that vulgar.
No, Plagueis would certainly say: "The Jedi Code does not apply here in these rooms. And I soon will show you something much more beautiful than any code." Then Plagueis would take an artificial break. "…When you're done sucking."
The Chancellor watched with pleasure as Shaak Ti brought the teacup to her pink mouth and sipped the hot tea...
...Now Shaak Ti would reluctantly start sucking on Plagueis' member and she would moan as she did so. Yes, moan. That would definitely sound great. At some point it would become too much for her. Then she would beg him to finally penetrate her. But Plagueis would remain tough, in every way. And let her fidget. And then suddenly he would push her away, use the Force to pull her up and throw her in a high arc onto the sofa, where she would look at him with a look that mixed fear and desire. Then Plagueis would go to her, push her skirts up and penetrate her hard and mercilessly... over and over... Plagueis would pound her hard while she moaned... all the time... over and over... moaning …And then Plagueis would come.
"Master Shaak Ti, have you ever heard of the potentium theory?" he asked his guest.
Shaak Ti put down her teacup and now Palpatine felt her violet eyes piercing him. He didn't yet know whether this was a promising beginning or the beginning of his failure as a beau.
"Well, not only does that word sound pretty naughty, but it's also something the Jedi haven't had to deal with for a hundred years. "Mixing Jedi and Sith techniques in one person is something the Jedi deeply detest," Shaak Ti stated in disgust.
... No... Plagueis wouldn't come yet. He would take his time. Just like he took a lot of time with everything he liked. Sidious could still vividly remember his visits to Plagueis' castle on his private island of Aborah, where his master had spend hours inserting syringes and cannulas into his animal and of intelligent species test subjects, draining some of their blood and other fluids, handing them over to 11-4D for analyzing and throwing up, smiling happily behind his perspirator mask – for hours! And that's exactly how Plagueis would do it now - he would sexually abuse the Jedi Master for hours - invading her - thrust into her again and again until she would eventually become unconscious or fall asleep from exhaustion...
"Even you, as a Jedi, must admit that using Force lightning, as Sith can, would be an extremely effective tool against Grievous, who is made of steel," Palpatine replied.
"Neither I as a Jedi nor you as Chancellor can do such a thing. "So why give it another thought?" Shaak Ti replied reluctantly.
No, Shaak Ti wouldn't fall asleep yet. He would turn her on her stomach and take her from behind, cupping her breasts in the front with his long fingers. Then Plagueis would take her from the side. Then from the other side. And the beautiful Jedi Master would enjoy being used like this by the Dark Lord of the Sith. Yes, Shaak Ti would submit to him unconditionally. Shaak Ti, breathless and trembling with excitement, would do whatever dirty dainties Plagueis demanded her of. She would be all his. And he would uninhibitedly enjoy dominating her like that.
And the next day, honored Jedi Master Shaak Ti would be far too embarrassed to tell the Jedi Council how her mission to guard Hego Damask had gone awry and how it had ended - in an inferno of sperm and vaginal secretions - certainly also mixed with some blood. No, Shaak Ti would pretend everything to be as usual - she would put on her sublime stoic mask - like now.
"I understand that Master Yaddle has mastered the Force Lightning technique," Palpatine countered.
"Exceptions prove the rule," replied Shaak Ti, impassively and stoically.
Darth Sidious had to admit that his wild fantasies about Shaak Ti meeting his dead master had been completely unrealistic. Of course, Shaak Ti hadn't drunk any wine in Plagueis's apartment. She was far too fastidious and too rule-following to get involved in it. Plagueis himself had certainly cut back on his wine consumption that night in order to be able to act at the crucial moment. Yes, it worked with Shaak Ti.
Palpatine allowed himself a grin. Most likely, instead of taking the lovely Jedi Master to his training room, Plagueis had engaged the lovely Jedi Master in intellectual and highly philosophical discussions in his favorite lounge - chatting with her about the course of the galaxy, about morality and the true needs of superior and lesser beings.
And at some point, when they reached a point that touched on the Jedi Code, he cracked her. And that's exactly how he, Darth Sidious, would have to try now.
"Have you ever heard of the legend of Darth Plagueis the Wise?" he tried again.
"The Wise?" Shaak Ti repeated incredulously.
"Well, even the Sith are not entirely devoid of any intelligence or even wisdom, my dear, although that is not something one would like to admit amongst the Jedi," Palpatine replied amiably.
"No, that's not what I meant," Shaak Ti said, almost apologetically.
"Then what did you mean, Master Jedi?" Sidious asked interestedly.
"I meant that I'm familiar with this legend indeed, but without the addition of 'The Wise'," the Togruta explained, to his surprise, with the utmost matter-of-factness, as if the story of the life and work of Darth Plagueis were part of the ordinary Jedi training.
It was working in Palpatine's brain. Now Shaak Ti, or rather Darth Plagueis, had thrown his entire persuasive strategy out the window. What did that trusting old fool whisper to the young Jedi back in his bedchamber? If he were to say something wrong now, it could seriously disrupt the course of the operation today, if not even sabotage the entire mission! So he decided to end the topic quietly. A better opportunity would come later. Now Grievous could finally attack.
"If you already know the legend, then it's all the better," he replied with an indefinable smile.
Was there nothing that Shaak Ti desired, with which he could somehow make her more accessible - even crack her? But the beautiful Jedi Master had revealed no hint of any weakness to him during their conversation. Not to mention other things. He literally bit into granite with her. But at least in one thing the Jedi Master had confirmed his suspicions. Plagueis had not revealed himself to Shaak Ti as Lord of the Sith that night. At least.
"Rest assured, Chancellor," Shaak Ti began to speak with emphasis. "Contrary to this old legend, you are not an interchangeable Sith apprentice, but our Supreme Chancellor who must be protected and preserved at all costs. I'll make sure of that. Now if I could ask my two colleagues back upstairs?"
Sidious' brain worked again. What in the name of the Force did Plagueis tell Shaak Ti back then?! He, Darth Sidious, had been his first and only student ever since he had known Plagueis during his thirty-two year apprenticeship with him! Had Plagueis been keeping something from him? Naturally! He had been asking him questions since it had become clear that Darth Maul had met the young Skywalker on Tatooine. Plagueis had really wanted to get to know this boy back then. Plagueis didn't want Anakin to stay with the Jedi who had picked him up on the desert planet.
That young Skywalker could later replace him, Sidious, as the apprentice! Just as he had already strongly suspected back then! Anakin, the prodigy created by Plagueis using the Force. His master's son in power! That was the only option Sidious could think of. And he found it humiliating that the Jedi Shaak Ti, of all people, had now informed him of his master's attempted betrayal.
"Yes, call them back up," he replied mechanically, looking pensively at her breasts, which alternately rose and fell. It made him feel warm. 'So beautiful and so unattainable! What a fascinating mix!' he thought as he fiddled with his comlink seemingly aimlessly.
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Palpatine heard transparisteel splinter. A short time later, he heard the metal clatter of Grievous's clawed feet on the expensive marble floor of his apartment's spacious reception room.
"Chancellor!" he heard Shaak Ti's alarmed voice. Her stoicism was gone. He looked into her worried violet eyes. How beautifully they could spark. Then he saw Roron Corobb and Foul Moudama, who had now rushed back to Shaak Ti from the lower floor.
"Don't worry, my dear. I will not allow myself to be intimidated," he assured the Jedi Master with an unwavering expression, placing his teacup with a dignified movement on the low side table and turning to the guest who had just entered.
"Stop!" he slammed at Grievous, while Shaak Ti looked at him almost in awe, which he noticed and enjoyed out of the corner of his eye. "How dare you break into my private chambers?! I am Palpatine, the Supreme Chancellor of the Republic! And I won't let any mob..."
The general abruptly interrupted the Chancellor's sentence by jabbing Palpatine in the chest. '... stop you from seducing Shaak Ti at some point, touching her, being touched by her - penetrating her!' Sidious thought to the end of his sentence as he sailed through the air thanks to General Grievous' push.
Grievous's thrust sent the Supreme Chancellor flying straight into the crowd of three Jedi. Palpatine was suddenly torn from his erotic dreams. And in a way that deeply disturbed him. He suddenly found himself in the arms of Shaak Ti. The Jedi Master looked at him almost motherly, while his silver-white head was nestled in her heaving bosom. Her side lekku grinded against the back of his head. He breathed in her scent, looked at her worried face. And at that moment, all the fantasies that Darth Sidious had concocted in the previous minutes exploded. His body jerked once or twice and then the Supreme Chancellor spontaneously ejaculated into his underpants.
He suppressed a groan. No, this was not how he had imagined his first sexual encounter with Shaak Ti...!
Grievous! …That uncouth idiot! …He would pay for that later too!
The escape from Grievous was fast and varied. The only thing that bothered Palpatine was the fact that Shaak Ti was now leading the way, while he was being carried behind by the huge white-furred Talz Jedi named Foul Moudama. But this gave him a good view of Shaak Ti's movements, watching her lekkus wrap around her as she twisted, just as he so wanted to do with his arms.
"We have to get to the shelter!" Shaak Ti called out to the three.
Sidious didn't like the smell of the Talz who was now dragging him to this shelter. He would much rather have sprinted with the three of them and used the Force to help him. But he wasn't allowed to do that! He had the satisfaction of knowing that due to his spontaneous ejaculation from earlier, he wasn't exactly a pleasant scent for the Talz either, without him being able to do or say anything about it.
Palpatine discreetly fiddled with his comlink. Grievous would have a few minutes now. That should be enough ... Satisfied, he noted Shaak Ti's eyes widening in horror as the Jedi Master realized that Grievous was already waiting for her in the shelter. Darth Sidious sent his Force senses to read into Shaak Ti's mind how much she struggled with the fact that Grievous had known in advance this detail of her twisted, cunning escape plan.
The Ithorian Roron Corobb blew all the air at Grievous that his massive lungs could get hold of. Metal plates came loose from their anchorages and rushed towards the Separatist general like a storm, throwing him back a few meters. 'Almost like the Force,' Palpatine thought, amused.
"Ithorians. Two Mouths, Four Throats!" Shaak Ti proudly declared to the Supreme Chancellor.
"Yes, I can see that," he replied and first gave the busy Ithorian a short, then Shaak Ti a long, appreciative smile.
Shaak Ti returned his smile briefly, then he sensed that she was already worried about his safety again. She really followed up her pathetic words with full commitment. He sensed that Shaak Ti's mission went far beyond a mere protective mission. She was almost motherly - like when Fives had been with him. On the one hand, he was moved by her faithfulness and loyalty, her effort to impress him. Darth Sidious began to hope that he would later be able to crown his efforts to further ensnare her with success.
The three Jedi and the Chancellor stood on the platform of the Maglev subway, whose underground rail network ran through Coruscant like a dense web. A train had just stopped at the platform and passers-by were streaming out or getting on. Grievous had stood triumphantly in front of the four and was once again making his taunts, while the Chancellor didn't miss how Shaak Ti used the Force to help her get the general's cloak... Palpatine openly grinned after the surprised Grievous as he spotted his cloak tied to the subway wagon, speeding away with the General involuntarily attached. Soon the hapless Grievous along with the train disappeared from the four's field of vision.
"Excellent, Master Jedi. If I may point out that…"
"We don't have time for that, Chancellor," Shaak Ti interrupted his eulogy of thanks, garnished with a warm smile. "He won't give up. We have to get to the shuttle!"
In that moment, Palpatine felt that Shaak Ti's concern was not solely for him. There was something else ... something that made him uncomfortable. He would follow up on this later when his schedule would permit it ...
"Run to the shuttle! I will stop them!", Shaak Ti explained to the Chancellor and her two Jedi colleagues as she was about to confront the large group of IG Magna guards who were now rushing towards the four and drawing their double-ended, glowing purple electric batons . But Shaak Ti knew the saving shuttle behind her back. Foul Moudama and Roron Corobb would escort the Chancellor there safely, while she watched their backs. At all costs …
"Master Shaak Ti. I am sure that your sacrifice will remain unforgotten in the annals of the Jedi Temple," Palpatine said in melancholy with a touch of pride at this unequal distribution of power.
A hard, merciless battle began. The at least a hundred Magna Guardians could not attack Shaak Ti all at once. But the sheer number of them pushed them sometimes in one direction and sometimes the other. And then suddenly she lost her blue blade. But she wouldn't be a Jedi if she didn't manage to get an electric baton from one of the Magna Guardians she'd hunted down. What a feeling to fight with such a weapon. She almost felt like Darth Maul. With a targeted movement, she retrieved her deactivated lightsaber and now held it out towards her attackers together with the captured electric baton.
A violet-blue glowing triangle, consisting of Shaak Ti's lightsaber, the captured electric staff and the electric staff of a Magna Guardian attacking her, stretched around her. How much longer would she be able to endure this showdown? How were Chancellor Palpatine and her two comrades? Had they already reached the shuttle that would take the Chancellor to safety? Hego Damask would have wanted his friend, who had actually become chancellor after that election, to be protected and kept alive under all circumstances. If she couldn't achieve this, then not only would she disappoint him, but the Republic would fall into chaos!
Shaak Ti was shocked to see the Magna Guardians suddenly retreating from her. They disappeared back into the darkness from which they had so suddenly emerged, leaving the Jedi Master alone. She realized that the Magna Guardians had only been a diversionary tactic.
The Chancellor!
She quickly ran towards the shuttle to see Roron Corobb and Foul Moudama lying lifeless on the ground. Grievous had slashed the chests of her two Jedi brothers with his sharp metal claws and he'd taken their lightsabers!
She saw Chancellor Palpatine's stoic expression as Grievous lifted the slender man like a feather in front of her with his right hand.
"Shaak Ti. You have come to save me," Palpatine said to her calmly and solemnly as he clung to Grievous' hand.
Shaak Ti found his calm and composure incongruous - almost eerie. However, Grievous had been signaling since the beginning of his chase that the Separatists wanted him alive. So there was hope for Palpatine. But she didn't want to make it that easy for Grievous! She attacked him. Only to feel how much the fight with the many Magna guards had cost her strength.
"You're tired, Jedi!" the seven feet tall Grievous hissed at her from above. Then he pushed her in the chest. Shaak Ti staggered back and fell to the ground.
"You won't need this anymore!" Grievous declared scornfully and leaned down towards her.
Shaak Ti could do nothing when the droid general grabbed her right wrist to wrench the blue lightsaber from her hand. She looked up at Palpatine, who was also doomed to incapacity while hanging on Grievous' other hand. The Supreme Chancellor watched the tragedy with a straight face. Even in this hopeless situation, he managed to maintain his composure. Shaak Ti had never felt so humiliated in her life! This was even worse than Hypori! Then her frightened eyes saw yellow strands of light shooting towards her from Grievous' right arm cuff.
'A vibro net! Force lightning for Force-insensitive people!' it flashed through her head.
While Shaak Ti's violet eyes saw Grievous rushing to the shuttle with his Chancellor prey, she felt the yellow snakes of light winding around her body, constricting her, as their yellow energy bolts shot through her body more and more painfully. Similar to what she herself had seen on Lyshaa on Brentaal VII. Would Chancellor Palpatine now also suffer the same fate as the Separatist Shogar Tok, whom Lyshaa was supposed to guard at the time? Were Grievous's electric bolts the Force's revenge on her for rejoicing, albeit silently, at Lyshaa's death?
She realized that Grievous had set the intensity of the energy bolts so low that her death would be slow and painful. Shaak Ti felt the flashes of light coursing through her body more and more intensely. She felt her heart begin to beat irregularly. Her vision went black. In the background she heard Grievous' loud mechanical, mocking and demonic laugh.
Then Shaak Ti lost consciousness.
Author's Note: This chapter mainly contains events from the second "Clone Wars" animated film by Genndy Tartakovsky (2003), which deals with the prelude to the kidnapping of Chancellor Palpatine and the mission of Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi on Nelvaan. This film leads directly into Part Three, "Revenge of the Sith," of the Star Wars PT trilogy.