Mist
This is :borrowed: from TFN:
From the Fan novel of J.W. Titus:
His chest still heaving and his lips still curled around his teeth in a snarl, Anakin deactivated his lightsaber. "I'm not going to kill you, Dooku. You're going to the Jedi Council, then you're going to face trial for your crimes." He bit out the last few words, because he didn't think that someone like Dooku deserved a trial. But, he was a Jedi and he would do as The Council ordered.
"Anakin." Palpatine said. "You cannot do that."
Surprised, Anakin turned to peer at Palpatine.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
A saddened, painful expression crossed Palpatine's face, as if it hurt just to think of what he was about to say. "I'm afraid that a trial will only worsen matters. Should Dooku be placed on trial it will become a spectacle. He would use it as a platform to spout his traitorous ideals," he almost spat, looking at Dooku with a disgusted expression.
"Don't listen to him, Ana-" Dooku began to say, but Anakin swung around and hit him across the face with his mechanical hand to silence him.
Dooku fell onto all fours, a small trickle of blood seeping from his mouth and dripping onto the floor.
Dutifully, Anakin turned back around to face Palpatine so that he could continue while Dooku straightened to his knees.
"A trial would only bolster the resolve of his supporters and further the divide in the Republic," Palpatine continued. "He would become a martyr, and The Wars would continue needlessly." He leaned forward ever-so-slightly in the chair, and his voice became hushed, reverent. "Or you could end it all here, and now. You could stop all this chaos and misery by giving him what he deserves. You could do it, Anakin. You should do it!"
"Shut up, old man!" Dooku said, extending his remaining arm and launching a volley of blue-white Force Lightning at Palpatine. But the lightning never reached the consummate politician. It struck an invisible, red force-field surrounding Palpatine being generated by the red stands around his chair. The blue-white lightning scattered in all directions over the force-field and Palpatine gave the surprised Dooku a toothy grin.
Anakin turned instantly and kneed Dooku in the chest, causing the Force Lightning to cease and Dooku to collapse back onto all fours.
Anakin stood over Dooku with wild eyes as he forced himself back up to his knees yet again.
Dooku looked up at him, pleading in his eyes.
"Do it." Palpatine hissed.
His anger swelled to untold heights, and Anakin ignited his blue-white blade with a snap-hiss.
"Anakin.please! Show mercy!" Dooku begged through ragged breaths.
"Do it, Anakin," Palpatine said. "It is the only way."
Anakin raised the blade....
From the Fan novel of J.W. Titus:
His chest still heaving and his lips still curled around his teeth in a snarl, Anakin deactivated his lightsaber. "I'm not going to kill you, Dooku. You're going to the Jedi Council, then you're going to face trial for your crimes." He bit out the last few words, because he didn't think that someone like Dooku deserved a trial. But, he was a Jedi and he would do as The Council ordered.
"Anakin." Palpatine said. "You cannot do that."
Surprised, Anakin turned to peer at Palpatine.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
A saddened, painful expression crossed Palpatine's face, as if it hurt just to think of what he was about to say. "I'm afraid that a trial will only worsen matters. Should Dooku be placed on trial it will become a spectacle. He would use it as a platform to spout his traitorous ideals," he almost spat, looking at Dooku with a disgusted expression.
"Don't listen to him, Ana-" Dooku began to say, but Anakin swung around and hit him across the face with his mechanical hand to silence him.
Dooku fell onto all fours, a small trickle of blood seeping from his mouth and dripping onto the floor.
Dutifully, Anakin turned back around to face Palpatine so that he could continue while Dooku straightened to his knees.
"A trial would only bolster the resolve of his supporters and further the divide in the Republic," Palpatine continued. "He would become a martyr, and The Wars would continue needlessly." He leaned forward ever-so-slightly in the chair, and his voice became hushed, reverent. "Or you could end it all here, and now. You could stop all this chaos and misery by giving him what he deserves. You could do it, Anakin. You should do it!"
"Shut up, old man!" Dooku said, extending his remaining arm and launching a volley of blue-white Force Lightning at Palpatine. But the lightning never reached the consummate politician. It struck an invisible, red force-field surrounding Palpatine being generated by the red stands around his chair. The blue-white lightning scattered in all directions over the force-field and Palpatine gave the surprised Dooku a toothy grin.
Anakin turned instantly and kneed Dooku in the chest, causing the Force Lightning to cease and Dooku to collapse back onto all fours.
Anakin stood over Dooku with wild eyes as he forced himself back up to his knees yet again.
Dooku looked up at him, pleading in his eyes.
"Do it." Palpatine hissed.
His anger swelled to untold heights, and Anakin ignited his blue-white blade with a snap-hiss.
"Anakin.please! Show mercy!" Dooku begged through ragged breaths.
"Do it, Anakin," Palpatine said. "It is the only way."
Anakin raised the blade....
