Click HERE to see this thread with all of the graphics, features, and links.

Well JW's novel is finally available as a download, this monster isnt finished yet but its a brilliant piece of work already!!!

On the link right click and save as!! Its in word format too!!!!


http://www.theforce.net/episode3/index.shtml#24643

I have been reading this and it's definitely well worth the read.

Very good fan novel. One of the best I've ever seen.

Its brilliant, im a lurker there....its in my favourites

I never post...i havent joined....but i love reading that novel...the guys a natural.

You have to lurk over there sauron, there are too many trolls, the only time i seem to post is to tell people to chill, i really feel sorry for the mods at tfn

Im their currently....Tomorrow nights the next update....perhaps i should join up....and show JW that he has supporters in other forums too

I'm there under the alias darthlucaschin, i was thinking of the same thing but it might alert the trolls to our presence..

If he could be turned he would be a powerful poster!!

p.s i loved the One trilogy 2 rule!!!!

Let us bring him here.....

He will join us or die.


He did 50 reasons lotr sucked....50 reasons matrix sucked...im hoping for a SW one....

that would be *cartman* Sweet!

Regarding JW, i really like the way he is depicting anakin and the fact that he's keeping the writing as close to canon as he can e.g changing the colour of codys uniform etc.....

Hes rocking my socks


I tried signing up to that forum....reading his story and not thanking him for it seems like stealing They SAY they sent an email with my PW

Did they hell.....

I downloaded it as soon as it was put up....Hes depicting everything so good, Especially the palpatine thing

If the film is anything like this then it will save the PT

I love that site lol

Ep3 forum...spoilers allowed
http://www.theforce.net/episode3/images/spoiler_forum.jpg

Spoilers NOT allowed

http://www.theforce.net/episode3/images/nonspoiler_forum.jpg

It still hasnt sent me my PW furious

LOL they're too busy banning flamers over there

yeah i noticed there was 90% of posts being edited lol

We should get titus over here, with our lenient mods.....sorry, i dont meant to be laughing so hard when saying this....

Joking of course guys winkiss

meh tfn has good points to be sure but IMHO the bad out weighs the good.........we have way more insider information here via links and stuff, you do that at TFN and they edit your ass immediately. I have belonged to TFN since TPM in about 4 different ID's depending on what computer I was using at the time, I currently use JP over there now. I have to say they certainly have more than their fair share of fanboys and SW snobs. Thats why KMC is my home and always will be for SW info.

Same here JP. ive been over there since PT but hardly used to post cause of the high number of trolls, i've found this place to be the best forum ever in terms of spoilers and posters who actually know what they are talking about.......

* Okay got that off my chest*

Whats peoples favourite bit of the novel thus far????

Im going to nominate that speech for the 'miss star system'
Very nice.


Smoker- I like it all really....i liked grievous and dooku....anakin dooku....I like the anakin padme scenes....i like the way palpy has anakin round his finger already....i like the anakin yoda dialogue

The parts were anakin is tapping into his dark side for power are my favourites and the little sceen with general kenobi and commander cody is just the sort of thing i imagined *killer cool u guys*

Thank you *bats her eyelashes*

good grief I am a Sith I gotta quit doing that! LOL

my fav has been Anakin killing off Dooku so far......

Yeah the sids/palps voice in his head and him being afraid to go that bit deeper into the darkside!!!

Best part was where it was saying anakin had a place he could go to...to get umatchable power...but he never went there..always stopped short because the darkness that surrounded it scared him...Then he went there while figting dooku

The kicking of the baby (on the premise they dont know its twins) is sweet

sounds intense especially when anakin slaps dooku with his metal hand for now may force be with you.

Sombody post a lil taster of it.....

Roger that!!

Here's a cheeky scene!!

Straddling the hole he’d cut in the elevator floor so that he could exit the shaft, Anakin pried the doors open with his powerful arms and peered into the darkened room. His deactivated lightsaber held ready in his black-gloved, mechanical right hand, he cautiously walked forward to the railing directly in front of the elevator and looked down into the General’s Quarters. He quickly removed his dark brown Jedi cloak and activated his blade with a snap-hiss as soon as he saw who was below.
Standing below and a just in front of a long, metal table in the middle of the room was Count Dooku, his blood-red lightsaber humming in his hand.
“I’ve been waiting for you, boy,” Dooku said. “Come to learn another lesson?”
Anakin’s eyes narrowed in hatred at the memory of the pain of Dooku cutting off his hand in that Geonosis hanger. The metal hand strangled the lightsaber hilt, the black glove crackling. He wanted to jump over the railing and run Dooku through right then. He wanted to make him feel the same pain he’d felt back in that hangar. He wanted to see him suffer for all the horrific events he’d caused in the galaxy—all of the death and destruction that stained his hands. He wanted revenge. But his eyes caught sight of the figure strapped to the chair in front of the giant windows on the far side of the room and he controlled his rage.
His eyes back on Dooku, Anakin side-stepped to one of the curved flights of stairs and down to the lower level. Cautiously, he approached Dooku.
“Are you all right, You Excellency?” Anakin called across the room. “Are you injured?”
“Anakin,” Palpatine said in relief. “I knew you would come. I am unharmed, but you must hurry. The ship is beginning to fall back towards the planet.”

160 pages in MS Word so far he has written

size 12 font.

it is good, very good

I hope the film is as good....

i used to post at TFN but came over here and here i will stay, there is much more insider stuff here and i dont get told by 18 year olds that i(I'm 30, and have been a fan since i was 4) dont know anything about SW !!

ohh the cheek of it !

keep it coming JWT !!

and actually not all of it is IN the downloadable version yet.

Yeah....the Downloadable version finishes with the line

He got on, and they took off after Obi-Wan across the ashen surface of Utapau.


Tonight is the grievous update!

Yeah i'll keep my eye out for the download updates and i totally agree with nigeyo2000, i'm here for the same reasons and am the same age, hey are you me???

Wow that latest update was excellent!!!! Another one tonight poppickers!!


Posted at TFN
I personally like Skywalker Inc......omg I am doing it!!!!........posting useless crap in thsi thread............shoot me now..... never thought i'd see the day JP!

Now young smoker..........you WILL die............

fear
*attempts to help smoker4 escape the....empress?*

meh I had a moment of weakness at TFN......

I've read some of this...it's really, really good.
I liked the scenes with Ani&Padme and where Padme almost tells Obi-Wan...

And smoker4 ...that IS cute, isn't it? Aww....

bump (sinking stupid threads)

Hi guys, sorry been away for a while, sorry JP couldnt resist, yes lyn those scenes pulled at my clucky strings, JW is dragging it out till wookie showdown!!!

Like the new AV PVS

Dont know how many of you have kept up on this but the following link points to a really good chapter, it deals with Anakin finding out that Palpatine is Sideous.


http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17076270

Holy Crap that was AWSOME!!!!! I only hope that the REAL story is that good.

wow I wanna read!!!! but I have a bio lab report to do instead....grrr....one day I'll read it...

everyone should read this one.

it is quite good I thought...........Ive been following it since it's inception. For a rookie this guy does a good job of writing.

the next chapter has been added....Mace confronts Palpatine

http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_Spoilers_Allowed/b10331/16971767/p142

it's been updated this chapter is Mace's death and damn this boy can write! I can only hope the movie is this good!

http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_Spoilers_Allowed/b10331/16971767/p223

This novel is great. Just got done reading the Mace Vs. Sidious fight sequence a little while ago. Very well done!

It is a great read, so far. Awesome how Palps lifts Windu to his one Knee....

I really liked Anakins conflicting emotions.

POW......ER......FUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

updated padawans and younglings killed pretty dark chapter

http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_Spoilers_Allowed/b10331/16971767/p314

Aalya Secura bites it

http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17323547

Good grief had to go back to page 10 to find this. At any rate, this novel is just awaiting its conclusion. What follows are the links to the entire thing and this saves you having to wade through all the replies. This fan novel is quite quite good IMHO and he's recieved alot of spoilers from someone while writing it (I would assume Josh).

Downloadable Version(Chapters 1-16)
http://www.theforce.net/episode3/newspics/TFN_SW3_Fan_Novel.doc


Chapter Seventeen
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16139254&start=16820378


Chapter Eighteen, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16139254&start=16851244


Chapter Eighteen, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16139254&start=16859794


Chapter Nineteen, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16139254&start=16897616


Chapter Nineteen, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_(Spoilers_Allowed)/b10331/16139254/p182


Chapter Nineteen, Part Three
http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_(Spoilers_Allowed)/b10331/16139254/p189


Chapter Twenty, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_(Spoilers_Allowed)/b10331/16139254/p193


Chapter Twenty, Parts Two and Three
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17024590


Chapter Twenty-One, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17076270


Chapter Twenty-One, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17117783


Chapter Twenty-One, Part Three
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17144988


Chapter Twenty-Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17208821


Chapter Twenty-Three, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17230849

Chapter Twenty-Three, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17249338

Chapter Twenty-Three, Part Three
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=16971767&start=17269290


Chapter Twenty-Three, Part Four
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17323547

Chapter Twenty-Four, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17360902


Chapter Twenty-Four, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17371909



Chapter Twenty-Five, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17433718


Chapter Twenty-Five, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17447689


Chapter Twenty-Six, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17498550


Chapter Twenty-Six, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17530944


Chapter Twenty-Seven, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17571465



Chapter Twenty-Seven, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_(Spoilers_Allowed)/b10331/17296232/p128/

Chapter Twenty-Eight, Part One
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17681484


Chapter Twenty-Eight, Part Two
http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17296232&start=17726139

Thanks, JP. I've been a lurkning member of the 3SA since AOTC under the names DeJabbaNoBodda and now ImperialPEZ. I hadn't read any of this yet (dislike for most things labeled "fan", but the excerpts you posted were impressive, most impressive.

BTW, how long have you been here at KMC? Do you think this forum could suffer due to migration from TFN? I don't want to lose this forum the way we've lost 3SA.

Been here since may, been at TFN since before AOTC. Now see I dont think 3SA has suffered all that much myself all things considered. I wont post my opinion as to why in this thread tho.

I am the same way, ive been at the 3sa for a long time, and to me it seems that ppl are over there not b/c they want to discuss star wars but b/c they want to say things to ppl that they would be far to scared to say in person. While there are good people there they are few and far between, and for the most part there is no understanding, may god have mercy on your soul if you post a topic that was posted in may of 02' or state a theory that may have been stated a year ago youll get jumped on realll quick, over here however everyone seems to genuinely want to talk star wars, and i have yet to come across anyone with a holier than thou complex.. as everyone here is quick to help and not insult. Sorry for the long rant and i know its off topic but i thought id use this chance to say THANKS for being members in a forum that ppl would actually like to be in.

*sniff...

Been away a long time! Back in blighty now and have to say that JW is george lucas and if he isnt he should be!

A big thanks to JP for keeping this thread relevant and upto date x

smoker! good to see you're back

does anyone have this novel in a file they could send me, for some reason my comp. at work wont let me access TFN and im dying to read this thing, if its too much trouble dont worry about it but if possible i would appreciate it.. thanks guys!

I am now awaiting tonights' installment with worms on my tongue!

JP, you got me hooked. I downloaded the Word doc, then the .pdf, then I read the remaining chapters from the links you provided. I read your first excerpt and did nothing else for the next day and a half.

Thank You. I only hope the movie is this good.

Told ya it was a good read. jnolan unfortunately the only way I know how to get it is through TFN.

thats ok JP i know youd send it if you could, ill just have to wait till i get home.....although its alot better to enjoy your reading while your gettin paid for it i hope i didnt say that out loud just then...ummmm back to work now, yeah thats it.....back to work

Hey PVS good to be back!

JW has not updated his original download script as yet, i'll keep checking as i'm sure other peeps will too

CHAPTER 29 PART ONE

http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17735033&start=17805175

Wow!(Young Fool) How feel you about Sidious a 1,000 years old being?????

Chapter 29 Part 2 & 3

YODA VS SIDEOUS

http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17735033&start=17817336



http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17735033&start=17817638

for some reason I have a hard time sitting down and reading these kind of things no matter how good it is.

Its worth it lando!

Chapter Twenty-Nine, Part Four

And Chapter Thirty, Part One



http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_(Spoilers_Allowed)/b10331/17735033/p119

“The matter has been resolved,” Sidious said. “My new apprentice is already en route. Lower your defenses. He will be arriving at any minute. He will explain to you the future of the Separatist Movement.”

Cool line!!

does anyone know where i can find a whole word file of all the chapters up to now?

It hasnt been done yet alex, but all the links are in this thread if you search through it!!

I was banned from TFN for saying '**** the JTC'

Not at all happy

Ah my sweet monkey!

thanks for the DL link JP, you have saved me a hell of a lot of cut & pastes.



quote
"
Mace’s eyes turned back to the now-empty table. Palpatine! He thought, his hand tightening into a fist. This was the last straw. Now, the Jedi needed to take matters into their own hands or be destroyed.

His jaw clenched tight, Mace looked up across the table. Jedi Masters Agen Kolar, Kit Fisto and Saesee Tiin were standing together on the other side, peering right back at Mace with equally stern expressions.

“Let’s go,” he said, and the four of them sprang into action. “Put The Temple on high alert!” he called over his shoulder as he met up with the other three at the end of the table. Then, the four powerful Jedi continued with purposeful steps up the stairs and out of the room.

They had business to attend to. "




i love JW writing













this guys writing is great
its litterally is a "a page turner READ"

He is writing a *cough* novel as well !! Have you read any of that one? Its called The Mandalorian Wars or something, i've only read the first chapter but the writing is as good

Wow...that was....awe inspiring...
They should hire this guy to write the Ep.III novel-adaption....

I might sound like a loser when I say this, but I just joined TFN (username ALAbastadf), and I plan on telling JW about all the people who like his adaption here, and if it would be okay if I were to post it here for him, or if he would himself do it.

Already posting the links McJohn, he has been asked before to post here and declined but i guess there's no harm in asking again

Damn.
I made a prototype PM, but I can't send it:

Hello sir, and thank you for taking the time to read this PM. I must admit, you are a very talented and skilled author, and you could most likely be a most prominent author, (unless you already are). I am a "Newbie" here at TFN, but I come to you as an emmissary from another Forum: KMC, Killer Movies Community Forums. At KMC, you have a very dedicated and quite large fan-base for your Ep.III Fan-fic "Novel".
To get to my point with this PM, (since you should be finalizing the story), I have a request: I would ask that you allow your Ep.III "Novelization" to be shared with what fan-base you have at KMC. One way that this could be done would be if YOU gave me your permission and approval to share the story on the KMC boards, (all due credit would be given to you, the auto, rest assured). However, one cannot trust another merely by their words anymore. I would not blame you if you did not allow ME to do this in fear of yourself not getting credit for your work. Another way you could share your "Novel" with those of KMC is if you YOURSELF decided to join KMC to allow others to become fans and friends of yours.
As I said, a large fan-base has already developed on KMC. However, there are a great number on KMC who refuse to leave it's boards because of the devotion they have to the Forum.
I request that you share your literary and artistic genius with those who write at KMC.

If you are interested, I ask that you respond to my request via a PM.
This is the URL link to KMC: http://www.killermovies.com/forums/
Go to the Star Wars Episode III Forum.

Thank You for Your Time,
ALAbastadf (MC John 117 on KMC)

Its a nice thought MC, but the TFN stalkers are ruthless with anyone who doesn't offer something NEW especially TFN noobs
they will rip you apart if they think you want to TAKE from their boards to copy else where mate.

we know your intention is totally honorable, but the TFN lot are the like the sodomites of San Quentin.
no mercy for fresh fish.

I'm not disrespecting the TFN forums, just the TFN piranhas

Lol thats true, as i've said he didnt bother replying last time, he's writing two storys at a time... Its a shame though but i'm sure he knows he has lots of fans across the different boards

Smoker

Thanks for starting this thread.

it's class

I had to try.
TFN wouldn't let me PM it, so I emailed it.

Well, no matter what, I say he SHOULD write REAL Star Wars Novels for a living....

Thanx BillyGoat, but i'm just the messenger for JW the genius and john you are spot on, he could do a cracking job with a novel, i think he mentioned something about being published i'm not sure??

Have you read his new stuff 'the sith wars'? its good!!

Anyway heres anakin coming to see some separantists

Chapter Thirty, Part Two

http://boards.theforce.net/Revenge_of_the_Sith_(Spoilers_Allowed)/b10331/17735033/p133

Yeah, I read "The Sith Wars".
He should talk to LFL Ltd. into getting a book published full of good SW Fan-fics.

smoker4, I don't think he's going to reply.

He's a busy bee! but i'm sure he'll be grateful for the deserved praise McJohn

True. Damn he's good!

Hello everyone!!


I just wanted to take the time to thank you all for your kindness, support and interest in the Fan Novel! I really, really appreciate it and am so very pleased that you all have enjoyed it so much.

We are getting down to the climax, now--Anakin's slaughtering of the Separatists, Padme confronting Anakin, and, most tragic of all--THE duel!

The Updates will be posted on TF.N as quickly as I can write them, and the next one will be TONIGHT(Tuesday!)

Also--don't forget to check out 'Star Wars: The Sith Wars: Book One: Invasion of the Mandalores' in the Fan Fiction forum of TF.N, as there will be another update coming in that story soon as well!

Again--thank you so very much for your support and kind words!


Don't forget to...


Stay Tuned!!!

WOW! Nice to see the author make an apperance. Good job JW.

Hey JW, thanxs for getting back to McJohns Email your writing

Wow......
JW-Titus, quite possibly the Greatest Star Wars Novelist of all time!

JW sent me this...

MC John 117,


Thank you very much for bringing that forum and that
thread back to my attention! Smoke had told me about
it a while back, but I never got around to posting
there to thank everyone for their support. Now I can,
and have.

I do not mind at all if you re-post the Fan Novel in
there. But if you do, just please remember to also
include a link to the thread that it came from, so
that people know where they can go to view it on TF.N
if they feel so inclined.

Once again thank you for your thoughtfulness and
kindness. I really appreciate it.

Sincerely,

J.W. Titus

awwww how sweet.
*tear

Was that a rebuke?

Chapter 30 part 3...........


http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17735033&start=18023569

Hmm.
I asked Ush were to put up the Ep. III Story, (here or in the General Fiction Area), and he said to put it up in here.
If it's okay with the posters in this thread, I may just start posting J.W.'s story in here....

go aheand i dont have a problem with it, itll probly bleed into the next few pages though.

Undoubtedly.

Please, take Note: The following is a FAN-WRITTEN FICTION “NOVEL” of Star Wars: Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith, pieced together from SPOILER REPORTS, rumours, OFFICIAL info from the OS, and some of my own speculation. Some things in this may have been or may be proven to be inaccurate by recently released info from the OS. This may have happened, and most likely will happen again, because that information was not known when I wrote some of this. So, please, try to overlook these small inconsistencies, and enjoy it for what it is-a fan’s interpretation of what we “know” so far about Episode III. Thanks and enjoy!
-J.W. Titus

STAR WARS
EPISODE III: REVENGE OF THE SITH
A Fan’s Interpretation
Written By: J.W. Titus

Originally Posted At: Episode III: Fan Novel, Thread I, Episode III: Fan Novel, Thread III, & Episode III: Fan Novel, Thread IV



Also, take Note: I consulted one of the longest running and most prominent Moderators, (Ushgarak), one where to post this fan-fiction. It was an idea I had to post it here in the Episode III Forum, since it was based off of rumours and was no mere "fan-fic". Ushgarak agreed with me. However, if this thread at all disturbs, distracts, or causes any of my fellow KMC-goers any inconvenience, merely ask Ushgaral or one of the other Mods to move it to the Gen. Fiction Area.
-MC John 117

Chapter 1


Space as far as the eye could see. Space potted with millions upon millions of pinpoints of light that were distant stars, planets and other such celestial bodies. A violent, unseen storm of cosmic rays and racing spacedust filled the vast sea of dark, but it remained unseen so all was regarded as peaceful, still. Serine.

That serenity was shattered by the sudden emergence of a giant ship out of hyperspace. At first the ship appeared impossibly long, stretching on for millions upon millions of meters, but as it reverted back into realspace it settled into its actual form—which was still quite enormous and impressive.

The giant Separatist cruiser tore through space on full, blood-red engines like a sleek, ravenous sea animal chasing its prey. The bow of the ship resembled a snarling jaw, and the wide windows of the bridge its glowing, angry eyes. It’s tailfin was inverted. A gaping hole through the middle of the ship—the beast’s empty stomach—housed its enormous hanger bay. One could see all the way through the ship to the starfield on the other side, showing why the beast was so famished and so intent on catching its prey. Prickling its body were countless turbolaser batteries like row upon row of barbs. But the most dangerous, the most intimidating feature of the ship was the giant bombardment gun on its underside.

Fifty smaller cruisers of unmistakably-similar design swarmed behind the lead ship like trailing spawn. They were smaller than their giant cousin, but equally fortified with weaponry across their dull gray hulls. These smaller ships were faster and more agile, yet a gap was forming between them and the larger ship as if they were falling behind. Yet they weren’t being outrun. They were slowing intentionally to supply cover for their leader.

The reason for the cover came into view as forty wedge-shaped cruisers suddenly appeared out of hyperspace behind them and barreled down on the smaller ships.

The cluster of Separatist attack cruisers unleashed a hailstorm of red laserfire on the pursuing group of Republic ships. Assault Cruisers were the most prevalent model in the group, but leading the charge were five giant ships of a new design—Venator-class Star Destroyers. The Jedi cruisers, as they were more commonly known, were more heavily shielded and boasted much greater firepower than their smaller cousin, the Assault Cruiser. They also had greater speed and maneuvering capabilities, and could carry twice as many troops and vehicles. They were the greatest warships the galaxy had ever seen.

The Jedi cruisers and the Assault Cruisers returned fire immediately, absolutely pummeling the smaller attack cruisers. The black space between the opposing groups became alight with flashing explosions and fireballs of energy. Barrages of missiles were launched. Some reached their targets, tearing into the hulls of ships and spilling out troops and debris, but most were hit by stray laserfire that turned them into blue-white fireballs.

The smaller Separatist attack cruisers were outmatched and they knew it. These Venator-class Star Destroyers were too powerful to hold back for long. Relying solely on their missiles and laser batteries the Separatists could only hope to destroy ten, maybe fifteen, of the Republic ships before all fifty of theirs were obliterated. They needed to do something to halt the advancing Republic forces to allow their larger cousin to reach its objective. If not, General Grievous’ plan would fail, and he would not be pleased with such an outcome.

“It would appear the Republic was better prepared for our attack than you’d anticipated,” Count Dooku said in his deep, smooth voice.

Standing on the upper level of the vast bridge of the giant Separatist Cruiser, The Count regarded the red and yellow, three-meter wide sphere that was a holo-display of the battle unfolding outside. The holo-display took up almost a quarter of the upper dais of the black and gray colored bridge, which was abuzz with the sounds of war-making. A curved railing ran along the wide edge of the upper level. Below, the rest of the bridge could be viewed. The cruiser’s pilot’s chair was on a small middle step a little ways below the railing. The main crew was seated in a semi-circle of high-backed chairs in front of flashing data consoles down below—right in front of the tall, curving bay of windows.

“Our attack cruisers won’t last much longer against them. What do you plan to do next?” Dooku asked the figure standing only a few paces away.

General Grievous, Supreme Leader of the Droid Armies of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, turned his white-masked face away from inspecting the holo-display and stared narrowed, yellow eyes at The Count.

Dooku had fallen under that exact gaze numerous times before, and every time he had peered back without even a hint of flinching. And why should he flinch? Yes, General Grievous was a monstrosity of a being—living flesh molded together and kept alive by a mechanical, bone-white form—and he was the most brilliant military strategist he had ever met, but Dooku was a Dark Lord of the Sith! The power he wielded was far greater than that of some mechanical fighting machine. He had no reason to fear.

Yet Grievous continued the power struggle. The Droid General erected his tall form to its full height and turned to face Dooku, the hydraulic pistons in his legs making hissing, whirring sounds as he did. Grievous’ bodyguards, three specially-modified droids programmed and built specifically for close combat with Jedi Knights, reacted instantly to The General’s movement. The gray-caped droids walked forward from their spots along the wall, electro-staffs raised, their glowing, red eyes regarding Dooku intently.

A metal hand emerged from the slit in the white cape wrapped around Grievous’ wide, upper body and brushed the cape back to reveal a holster belt. The movement was done nonchalantly, as if Grievous were merely readjusting the cape, but Dooku knew the movements true meaning. He didn’t even have to look down to know what Grievous was showing him—to know the silent threat the Droid General was conveying.

The threat wasn’t the blaster Grievous was displaying, nor was it signaling his bodyguards into action. The threat was the two lightsabers dangling from the holster belt; trophies gathered from Jedi Grievous had killed in combat. And they weren’t the only two such trophies. Dooku knew that Grievous had gathered dozens over the past few years of the Clone Wars, but only kept those two, plus two on the other hip, on him.

The trio of bodyguards took another step forward and clicked their electro-staffs on. A red shaft of energy pulsed up and down the length of the staffs, creating a solid beam and a soft, crackling sound.

With a whir of mechanics, Grievous snapped an open, metal hand up to his shoulder. The bodyguards tensed at the signal, looking as if they would pounce at any moment.

Dooku narrowed his eyes in anger and contempt. How dare this thing challenge the power of the dark side! he thought. How dare it try to equate its conquests to those of the Sith! We have been killing Jedi for centuries without the help of mechanical perversion!

Although Grievous had no mouth with which to smile—just a vertical row of slits in his mask that were a vocal amplifier—Dooku could see a smile in The General’s viper-like, yellow and black eyes.

His bodyguards still awaiting the order to attack, Grievous closed his hand into a fist. The droids straightened from their crouched, attack stances and deactivated their electro-staffs. Then, as if nothing had happened, they moved back to their places against the wall with staffs tucked to their sides.

For a moment this sent Dooku spiraling even further into internal rage, but he knew that getting angry would only play into The General’s game, so he masked the fury and kept it welled up in the smoldering pits of his soul. The calm, diplomatic visage that he had mastered so well over the years slipped across his face. “What is it you plan to do next, General?” he asked.

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They held each others’ gaze for a moment, then Grievous turned his attention back to the holo-display and flicked a switch on the console. “Launch fighter groups from cruisers one through thirty,” Grievous said into the console with his deep, heavily synthesized voice, the metal mandibles on either side of his vocal amplifier clicking back and forth with each word.

Dooku shook his head. “The Jedi fighters will tear our droid starfighters apart. We must launch all our sentient-piloted fighters if we are to stand a chance against them.”

Grievous paid the dissent little attention. He merely kept his eyes on the display as he said, “Must I remind you that I am the military strategist here, Dooku? Our fighters will be perfectly fine. In fact, they will be more than that—they will keep those cruisers off our backs long enough for us to reach Coruscant.”

“And how is that?” Dooku asked.

“Because there are only a handful of Jedi in that group of cruisers.”

Surprise crossed Dooku’s regal face for a handful of seconds before he wiped it away. He had not been informed that things had been planned so thoroughly. “Of course,” he said, trying to sound as if he’d known all along.

Another smile flittered across The General’s eyes. He had seen the momentary flash of surprise on Dooku’s face. But he kept it to himself. He knew that Dooku had been left out of the loop on many upcoming events. Many.

For some reason, Dooku had doubts about the success of this mission. General Grievous had never failed before in a plan he had set forth, but this time things felt…different. He couldn’t place exactly what it was, but something about it didn’t feel right. A prompting in the dark side told him that something was wrong, and that he should be careful.

Dooku had known from the beginning that Grievous was secretly working for his Master, Darth Sidious. He had sensed it right away.

Sent to keep an eye on him or to kill him once his worth as an Apprentice was spent, or both, it did not matter. Dooku was prepared for what would come, and would kill Grievous whenever he dared to strike.

He was not angered by the betrayal. It was part of being a Sith. He knew that his Master would do what he could to keep Dooku in line, as well as to keep him from growing too powerful. And Dooku would continue to try to overthrow his Master. In the Sith Order only the strongest could survive, and if you weren’t strong or clever enough then you had to die.

But now, with this mission, Grievous’ ties to Darth Sidious had been made blatantly obvious. Only the dark lord of the Sith had enough power and influence in the Republic to make certain Grievous’ kidnapping of the Chancellor would be a success. Only Darth Sidious could have manipulated the Jedi and the Republic’s military forces the way they had been just prior to this mission; dispersed and weakened. Only Darth Sidious could have insured such success.

…And now he was finding out that Grievous had been informed of certain aspects of the attack that he had not. This was most troubling indeed.

Matters in the galaxy were reaching a precipice. So much planning was about to reach its conclusion. So much was about to be revealed. The Jedi, Sidious’ only real obstacle, were already so close to being wiped out. It would only take one small push in the senate to turn their already poor perception of the Jedi into all-out mistrust and hatred. The fires need only be stoked a little more and the Jedi Order would fall.

Yet Dooku had not been informed by his Master. He was slipping up in the game.

That will soon change, Dooku thought, peering again at General Grievous.

But his time was running out, and he knew it. It was clear that Sidious wanted to make absolutely certain that Dooku knew of Grievous’ true allegiance. This could mean only one thing—his Master was gloating.

His Master wanted him to know that he was going to die, and soon. Just as Dooku thought, this mission was meant to end in disaster. His Master wanted him to know that he was responsible for his death. He wanted to leave no question about it. Sidious must have discovered that he had been plotting to get rid of him. That was the only logical answer.

A small smile crossed Dooku’s lips as he peered at the holo-display. He would be prepared for the trap with Grievous. Soon, he would know everything he needed to become the Master, and then he would wield the dark side with such power that none could possibly oppose his might! Soon….

“General—all droid fighters have been launched from their designated cruisers,” a Neimodian voice said through the comm. unit.

“Good,” Grievous said, then began tapping into the datapad on the display console. “Order groups nine through fifteen to concentrate their assaults on these targets, while groups one through eight target the following.”

There was a slight pause as the communications director waited for the data to be transferred, then he said, “Yes, General,” and clicked off.

Dooku watched the display as the swarms of Vulture droid fighters reacted to their new orders and began to move into the designated formations. Dooku followed each groups intended path and saw what
the General had in mind. It was a simple maneuver, yet if executed correctly it would force the Assault Cruisers to split their attention off of the attack cruisers and onto the fighters. That is—if General Grievous was right about the number of Jedi pilots there were on these cruisers.

A new cluster of small ships appeared on the holo-display underneath the group of Republic cruisers, flashing in the tell-tale yellow that signified a new threat.

“Enemy starfighters launched, General,” the Neimodian communications director’s voice said through the comm. “Thirty squadrons of Clonetrooper starfighters…and one squadron of Jedi starfighters.”

“Re-order half of the droid fighter groups to concentrate on the Jedi squadron. Launch all sentient-piloted groups to handle the clone pilots,” Grievous ordered.

“Yes, General.”

Dooku watched as half of the droid fighters broke off of the main group and headed for the Jedi squadron. He looked out the windows and saw the shimmering sphere of Coruscant rapidly growing larger.

“How long until we reach Coruscant?” he asked.

“Estimated time of arrival; ten minutes,” a Neimodian technician’s voice said through the comm. unit.

Time was running out, but it was not yet gone. Dooku’s keen observations and strength in the Force had afforded him sufficient warning for what was about to happen, and he had made his own plans, his own means of escape. And, as he always did, Dooku found opportunity in the situation.

“Very well,” he said, keeping himself alert for the trap he knew was to come.

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“Okay, squadron, stay sharp. Here they come,” Anakin Skywalker said into the comm. unit of his head set.

The new Jedi Starfighters were a tough lot. They had the same wedged body shape as the originals, but were split down the middle from stern to the newly-designed, ball-shaped cockpit. They also had a pair of extendable, stabilizing wings near their back sides. Their shielding and weaponry were much stronger than their predecessors, and they were faster, too. Ever the mechanic, Anakin had made some extra-special modifications to his own starfighter. These modifications had proven so effective they had eventually been adopted by almost all of the other Jedi. But modifications or not, none of them could pilot like Anakin.

“Roger, Lead.” “Affirmative, Lead.” “Copy, Lead,” the voices of several Jedi said into his comm..

Lead, Anakin thought. My call-sign. A smirk crossed his lips. It felt good to be in command; to have these Jedi—some of which were Jedi Master’s twice his age—listening to and carrying out his orders, to have the ability to decide who would do what and when, to be respected for his skills. To have the power to do what he saw fit.

He had definitely earned it, as well as the level of Jedi Knight. For three years of the Clone Wars he had proved his worth countless times over.

Numerous battles against the Separatists had been won because of his skills and cunning. Millions of lives had been saved and, yes, even ended, because of his decisions in battle. But those lives ended had been either enemy combatants or just merely clones, so he felt no remorse for their losses. Clonetroopers were disposable and easily replaced, and his enemies got what they deserved for their treachery.

The Republic had forced the Separatists back in the last few months despite General Grievous’ hugely successful campaign. Now, the Separatist forces were on the very edge of defeat and they knew it, which is why they dared something so bold as to kidnap the chancellor.

Anakin’s mechanical right hand began strangling the control yolk at this thought, the leather of the thick black glove over the hand crackling under the pressure. His upper lip curled back in an angry scowl. You’ll regret having done this soon enough, Dooku, he thought.

Anakin saw the swarm of droid starfighters headed towards them. He looked to the blue and white astromech droid secured in its slot in his fighter and asked, “Artoo—how long until they are within firing range of Coruscant?”

The little droid swiveled its head around to peer at him through the viewport with its yellow and white, flashing visual sensor, then gave a series of whistles and beeps.

Anakin read the translation in his console, then said to himself, “Eight minutes…. We don’t have much time.” Then, to the entire squadron, he said, “Lock wings into attack positions.” He flicked a switch on his control console to extend the stabilizing wings of the fighter.

Black panels with dull, gray lining folded out from the top and the bottom of the widest edge of the wedge-shaped fighters to create the wings. These wings’ ionic chargers added extra power to the engines of the ships making them even faster. This added power also made the fighters more agile, which the Jedi used to their advantage.

The mass of droid fighters grew closer and closer, blocking their path to the giant Separatist cruiser.

“Stay tight,” Anakin ordered.

“Roger that, Lead.” “Copy, Lead.” Will do, Lead.” “May the Force be with us…,” were the responses.

The tension was malleable—even in a group of well-trained Jedi. Anakin could feel it in the Force. “Stay focused,” he ordered, and almost immediately he felt the tension ease. “Break into attack pattern beta on my mark.”

The group of fighters were nearly upon them now.

“Ready….” Closer.

Artoo gave a hurried series of beeps, and Anakin looked at the console to see that his ship had been locked on target by several fighters

“Ready….” Closer.

Anakin could feel the Force telling him what was about to come.

“Now!” he shouted.

The squadron of Jedi starfighters suddenly became a tangled maze. In a fluid, perfect execution the Jedi pilots zigzagged, shifted, and rolled each other as a torrent of red laserfire sliced through the space they had just been in. The maneuver was designed to throw off the tracking and targeting computer-brains of the droid fighters, causing them to waste precious time re-acquisitioning their targets—time the Jedi would use to their advantage.

The Jedi starfighters increased their speed, then barrel-rolled, dodged and spun their way through the groups of droid fighters. None of the Jedi fighters returned fire as they spun through the flood of fighters.

The risk of hitting one of their own was too high. Besides—they were too occupied with piloting through the mass of fighters to try something like that.

Except for one.

Anakin twisted and rolled his fighter with the greatest of ease, the slightest of touch, releasing blast after deadly blast of laserfire. Each shot hit home, causing an explosion to erupt where a fighter had just been. He was all over the place. One second he was banking to the right, then he was in a barreling spin and rolling in the other direction.

He was heading straight for a fighter, then spinning away as a cloud of fire and debris raced by underneath.

Anakin single-handedly cleared a wide swath in the middle of the swarm of droid fighters, and he did it all with nonchalant ease.

Emerging on the other side, the Jedi banked and looped in tight, fast turns. They attacked the backside of the group of droid fighters before they even had a chance to turn.

Working together through the Force and a plan of attack, the Jedi hammered the middle of the group with red lances of energy. Droid fighters exploded everywhere as the Jedi raced through in a V-formation with Anakin in the lead.

As Anakin continued to lead them through the group with half-closed eyes, Artoo cut into his thoughts with a series of beeps. He opened his eyes and looked down at his tactical display. The outer fringes of the group of droid fighters were swinging back around and in. Like a giant swarm of angry insects, the droids were closing in the gaps and encapsulating the Jedi. Once they did, the Jedi would be trapped in the middle of the sphere of droid fighters with attacks coming from all sides.

“Just as expected,” Anakin said to himself with a smile. “Squadron—their closing the net. Break in your designated directions on my mark, then form up in your pairs.” Anakin watched the tactical, holo-display of the fighters closing in all around them, and without even watching continued to shoot down fighters as he spun and dodged.

“Three, two, one—MARK!” he shouted, and the V-formation split with each Jedi fighter heading in a different direction. Anakin spun straight up, picking off fighter after fighter as he climbed.

When he finally came out of the group he had two enemy fighters on his tail. The Vulture droid fighters fired rabidly, but Anakin dodged every bolt. In an effort to shake the tails, he dove back into the swarm. The two fighters followed, and Anakin slowed to allow them to catch up with him. They were right on his tail now, but Anakin was able to avoid every one of their laser blasts. He let them get even closer, and Artoo gave a series of bleeps and whistles that was so hurried the console couldn’t translate.

“I know what I’m doing,” Anakin told the droid, allowing the shots of the fighters to come even closer. Then, he pulled the steering yolks hard and banked to the left. The droid fighters tried to match his move, but couldn’t and slammed right into a cluster of their own in a fiery ball.

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“See,” Anakin told Artoo, who was warbling a series of woes.

“Anakin—where are you?” an all-too familiar voice said over his comm.. “I could use some help.”

“What’s your position, Obi-Wan?”

“I’m at point-two-nine. I’ve got three on my tail and can’t shake them.”
Anakin scanned his console, then looked out of the cockpit and over the right side of his fighter. “I see you,” he said, then banked hard right to head towards him. “Turn to point-oh-three and I’ll drop in right behind them.”

“Hurry, will you? Two more just joined the others and they’re getting close!”

“Patience, you must have, Master Obi-Wan,” Anakin said, trying to sound like Master Yoda.

“That’s not funny,” Obi-Wan replied.

A broad smile crossed Anakin’s face.

He put full throttle to the engines. Several fighters tried to cut him off on his way, but he rolled and picked them off as he continued forward.

Finally, he came up behind the small group of fighters.

“Obi-Wan, I’m right behind them. Turn hard right in three…two…ONE!”
Obi-Wan jerked his fighter into a steep bank to the right. The fighters followed right behind him, as did Anakin. But Anakin didn’t fire. He just continued following behind the group of droid fighters and Obi-Wan.

As soon as they came out of the turn the fighters began shooting at Obi-Wan’s ship again, and still Anakin did nothing.

“Anakin—they’re still back there! What are you doing!?” Obi-Wan asked as he spun and dove to keep from being blasted to pieces. Several of the shots came rather close, and a flustered Obi-Wan said, “Look—this isn’t funny anymore. This is no time for games. Get them off me!”
Anakin smiled. “All right. All right. Bank hard left in three…two…”

“Are you actually going to do it this time? Or are you bluffing again?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Do you want to do this or not?” Anakin chided, his thumbs hovering over the fire buttons on the end of the control yolks.

“All right. Three…two…ONE!” Obi-Wan shouted.

Anakin pulled the yolks hard to the left, but realized as he did that Obi-Wan had banked to the right instead. Too late to change direction, Anakin just continued through his turn.

As he was coming out of it, he said, “Hey, I thought we were going to the—“ He had to roll to the side to avoid crashing right into Obi-Wan’s starfighter, then had to continue to juke to avoid the hailstorm of laserfire coming from the five droid fighters right behind it.

Narrowly coming out the other side unscathed, Anakin pulled his fighter back around after Obi-Wan and the pursuing fighters. A broad smile on his face, Anakin said, “All right. We’re even.”

“I wish I could have seen the expression on your face,” Obi-Wan said, and there was no mistaking the smile in his voice.

Anakin sped up again and closed the gap. The droid fighters were close now. He closed his eyes to slits and let the Force guide his hands. He thumbed the triggers in short bursts; one after another, after another, then raced through the balls of fire and debris. When he opened his eyes again all that was in front of him was Obi-Wan’s fighter. He pulled up next to him.

“Good shooting,” Obi-Wan said.

There had been a time when Anakin would have wondered if Obi-Wan were being sarcastic, but that time was long gone now. The Clone Wars, and the long time they had spent fighting side-by-side in them, had changed that; had made them closer than ever before. Obi-Wan knew first-hand how skilled Anakin was in combat. A deep respect had grown between the two of them, and neither questioned the other’s abilities anymore.

“Thanks,” Anakin replied. “That was some good flying you did back there. I was impressed. Now let’s get back to the fight, shall we?”

“Of course. After you, Lead.”

The two of them rolled in unison, then dove back into the fray. Working together, they cut through the droid fighters with ease. Anakin was in the lead, with Obi-Wan slightly back and to the side as his wingman.

As they ventured deeper into the fight, they saw a pair of Jedi Starfighters being pummeled by a pursuing group of ten droid fighters. The Jedi did their best to evade, but they had been hit several times and were having trouble maneuvering.

“Anakin—“

“I already saw, Obi-Wan. That’s Masters Torré and Bindu. We’ve got to hurry,” he said, then they dove to catch the group.

“Master Torré, Master Bindu, this is Anakin and Obi-Wan. We’re coming around behind you. Just hold on for a little while—“

Master Torré’s fighter took a quick series of laser bolts.
“Mmwwwaaaahhhh!!!” the Jedi screamed over the comm., and then his fighter exploded in a large fireball.

“No…,” Anakin whispered through clenched teeth. He strangled the yolks and focused his anger. He blasted the back two droid fighters of the group with quick shots, then three more. Seeing that they were in danger of being picked off, the last three droid fighters broke away from pursuing Master Bindu.

“Stay and protect Master Bindu, Obi-Wan,” Anakin said. “I’ll take care of these three.”

Anakin took off after the trio of droids. They tried to shake him as a group at first, but when they saw that wasn’t working they made to split up.

“No you don’t,” Anakin seethed. Closing his eyes and raising his hands off of the control yolks he concentrated his anger. He crossed his raised hands. Using the Force, he slammed the two outside fighters into the one in the middle in a violent blast.

Anakin’s breathing remained heavy, his face contorted into a grim expression as the raw power he had just summoned continued to surge through him. He closed his eyes for a sweet, intoxicating moment and reveled in it. It felt wonderful. Using that power, he rejoined the fight.

Chapter 2



“We’re coming up on the planet’s first line of defenses now, General,” a Neimodian voice said over the comm..

Grievous switched the holo-display to show the group of ships coming up in front of them. Twenty more Assault Cruisers, five more Venator-class Star Destroyers, and an assortment of smaller attack cruisers of differing designs. Grievous checked the giant cruiser’s position, and when he saw it another evil grin crossed his eyes.

“Right on target,” he said aloud to himself.

“General, should we call up some of our support cruisers from the rear-battle to help fend off these new ships?” a Neimodian tactical assistant asked. “Without them we’ll be rather vulnerable to enemy attack on the bow.”

Grievous paid the assistant no mind. He just stared at the chrono-clock in the console of the holo-display as it counted down.

Dooku watched Grievous, wondering if he should give the order to bring up the cruisers himself, but he could tell that Grievous knew what his next move was going to be so he held his tongue.

“Prepare all missile ports to launch. Prepare the main gun for firing,” Grievous ordered.

He watched as the chrono continued to count down.

Dooku’s eyebrows raised. Perhaps Grievous didn’t have as much planned as he’d thought.

The Republic cruisers were getting closer and closer.

“Launch all missiles on my mark.” Ten seconds left on the chrono.

“MARK!” Grievous shouted.

Hundreds of streaks of white fire and blue light shot out from the giant cruiser, filling the entire bay of windows on the bridge. They raced towards the on-coming Republic cruisers, who continued towards them unabated. The missiles approached, and the cruisers opened fire with their turbo laser turrets. Green and red laser fire was everywhere as the ships targeted the enormous barrage of missiles. Brilliant explosions began erupting all across the line of missiles as they were shot down, and the number of explosions only intensified as the missiles got closer to their targets. It looked as if the hail of missiles was going to be for nothing—that every last one of them would be destroyed before they even reached their targets.

Dooku shook his head in frustration.

Seeing this, Grievous said, “Watch and learn, Dooku. Watch and learn.”

Dooku was about to tell him that he’d had just about enough of watching him turn this attack into a disaster when forty massive Separatist battleships appeared from out of hyperspace a short distance behind and to one side of the Republic cruisers. The newly arrived ships opened fire at once, launching volley after volley of their own missiles.

The Republic ships on that side were caught completely by surprise. The power to their shields concentrated mostly to the front of the ships, their back sides were left virtually unprotected. The newly arrived Separatist battleships’ missiles and laserfire tore into these ships’ sides and engine housings. There were explosions all over the ships, and some of them even exploded completely in brilliant flashes like a sun going supernova.

The Republic cruisers on the far side of the group reacted quickly and balanced their shielding power out across their hulls. They were able to withstand the blunt of the initial volley they received from the surprise attack, and several turned to face the new threat.

“Fire the main gun!” Grievous shouted, his synthesized voice charged with the elation of the battle.

The giant Separatist Cruiser rocked as the gun fired, and then a thick, red streak of light and energy shot away. The powerful bolt struck the underside of a Republic cruiser that had been banking and ripped all the way through the ship. A second later, the cruiser exploded in an massive fireball. The shockwave and racing debris from the explosion struck two more close to it, ripping huge chunks out of their hulls and sending them spinning out of control.

The Giant Separatist Cruiser barreled forward through the cloud of debris and the hole that had just been created in the picket of Republic ships. Several of the Separatist battleships fell into escort positions with the giant cruiser, while the others kept the Republic cruisers busy to keep them from pursuing.

Dooku peered up at Grievous and got smug, smiling eyes in return.



“We have things pretty much wrapped up here, Lead,” Obi-Wan’s voice said in Anakin’s headset. “What are your orders?”

“The ARC fighters look like they could use some help,” another Jedi said.
Anakin looked at his console. “Right. Form up. Let’s go help the clones and our cruisers, Squadron,” Anakin said.

What was left of the Jedi squadron formed up on Anakin and Obi-Wan’s wings. Anakin inspected his squad. They’d lost four in the fight, and several that had survived were damaged—some rather severely.

Anakin scanned his tactical display to see how the halting of that giant Separatist cruiser was going, and was shocked to see that the ship had broken through the outer defense picket already. The ship was now less that two hundred thousand kilometers from the capital planet, and gave no signs of being stopped.

Suddenly, a horrible voice erupted on the Republic comm. channel.

“Republic Military forces—we have your precious leader captive aboard our ship,” General Grievous’ menacing, synthesized voice said. “The glorious, military might of the Separatists has reached the very heart of your government. We have penetrated your pathetic defenses. By now you must realize that there is nowhere in this galaxy where you or your children are safe from us.

“The Confederacy of Independent Systems demands the immediate halt of all Republic military aggressions and the withdrawal of your forces from within our borders. Should you refuse to meet our demands, we will unleash terror and destruction the likes of which you have never seen. Do as we say, and I promise mercy will be shown. Defy us and you, and your Supreme Chancellor, will surely die! You have been warned.”

Anakin’s lip curled in a snarl as the echoes of Grievous’ voice faded away on the comm.. Hatred, and with it power, surged through him. He broke off from the rest of the Jedi Squadron and began speeding away towards the giant cruiser.

“Stay on assignment, Squadron. I need to do something—alone. Obi-Wan, you have the lead,” Anakin said.

“Anakin—“ Obi-Wan began to say, but Anakin clicked off his comm. before he could hear another word.

He was not going to sit by and do nothing as Grievous and Dooku held the Republic hostage and assassinated Chancellor Palpatine. He had sacrificed too much, fought too hard and believed too strongly in the Republic and Palpatine’s greatness as a ruler to allow such a thing to happen. And Palpatine had become too close of a friend. Somehow, he would stop that cruiser and save the Supreme Chancellor. Somehow.

An approaching Jedi Starfighter from behind caught his eye on his tactical display, and he clicked his comm. on. “Get back to the rest of the Squadron, Obi-Wan,” he said, leaving no room in his voice for discussion. “That’s an order.”

“Of course it is,” Obi-Wan replied, yet continued to follow.

“I’m not kidding. You don’t want to go along with me on this one. It’s not going to be easy.”

“Since when has anything with you ever been easy?” Obi-Wan jested. “You’re going to need my help. I’m going with you.”

Despite his anger, a small smile crossed Anakin’s lips and his anxiety lessened. He had come to depend on Obi-Wan’s support and help in difficult situations, and vice-versa. They made an excellent fighting team, and always found a way to get through the impossible with each other’s help. With Obi-Wan at his side what he had planned no longer seemed like such a suicide mission. There was hope.

“Thank you, Obi-Wan,” Anakin said, and there was no mistaking that he truly meant it.

“You can thank me later when we get through this. Now—what’s your plan?” Obi-Wan asked as their starfighters raced through the chaos of the enormous battle and after the giant cruiser.

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Chapter 3



Anakin and Obi-Wan plunged their Jedi fighters through the ever-expanding battlefield around Coruscant and raced in the direction of the giant Separatist Cruiser. Even more massive battleships, cruisers and attack ships had emerged from hyperspace and joined in the fray. Now the number of Republic and Separatist capital ships fighting were too great to count. The battle was enormous; filled with a frenzied wrath and carnage the likes of which the galaxy had never seen. The true nature of war momentarily reared its ugly head right there above the central planet of the Republic. It presented itself proudly for all to see—death and destruction were its sole purpose.

The system’s sun was creeping around from behind the city-planet, and as it did it lit the terminator of the planet with a brilliant, red and orange glow. The angle of the sun’s light cast upon the uppermost levels of the battle; illuminating it, as if highlighting the destruction there. Dawn began creeping across the surface of the planet below, and the concentrated mass of lights of the city slowly began fading away.

The Cruiser was right above the planet now, positioning itself into a stable orbit. Surrounding it was a wall of Separatist battleships. These battleships fought like a crazed pack of Vulowolves, protecting their leader with such ferocity that no Republic ships had been able to penetrate their lines. But the Republic forces were gathering around the group now, and appeared to be set on breaking the protective barrier and getting at the giant cruiser.

Hundreds upon hundreds of Clone starfighters, droid fighters, other designs of Separatist fighters, and a handful of Jedi Starfighters that had come up from Coruscant, flocked around the enormous span of capital ships, locked in their own mortal combat. Anakin and Obi-Wan dodged their way through the mess, too intent on their objective to engage enemy targets. The chaos was terrible, and only beings as skilled in the Force as Anakin and Obi-Wan could pass through it unscathed.

The movements of their fighters were in perfect synchronism. When Anakin turned, so did Obi-Wan. When Anakin dove, twisted or spun, so did Obi-Wan. It looked as if one mind were controlling both ships, as if the flight plan had been pre-programmed. The long years of fighting together in The Wars had made them this way, had made them this good of a team.

They turned and headed straight for the concentrated mass of capital ships around the giant cruiser. This was where the fighting was the most intense, and the space was filled with blazing laser blasts, stray missiles, and enormous chunks of exploded cruisers on erratic paths.

A gap was beginning to form in the ring of battleships surrounding the giant cruiser. One had massive fires spouting out all over its hull, while two others had lost their stabilizers and were floating off course. Three of the Jedi Cruisers took advantage of the hole by focusing their weaponry on the ships in that area, overwhelming the battleships and making the hole even bigger. The line began to deteriorate and the Star Destroyers moved in, but the fight was far from over.

“Republic scum—if you dare to attack my flagship, I will rain down fire and destruction upon your capital city!” General Grievous’ voice said over the comm.. “And if that is not reason enough to give you pause, know this; I will not hesitate to kill your Chancellor should you attack! So you know that I am telling the truth, I will demonstrate this ship’s awesome firepower! Watch, and tremble!”

Anakin looked at the giant cruiser through the mass of ships, and saw a bright red streak of light race out from underneath it. The giant laser beam raced towards the planet below, and Anakin’s heart stopped for one terrible moment.

Padmé… She was all he could think about as he saw the red lance of light disappear through the atmosphere of the planet. The horrifying thought that that laser blast might be heading straight for her engulfed him, gripping him with fear. Padmé! his rage screamed.

“Anakin, calm down. It’s all right,” Obi-Wan said. “That blast didn’t even come close to the Jedi Temple. It struck somewhere in the industrial sector of the Old City.”

Anakin had to stop himself from spouting out that it hadn’t been the Jedi Temple, but Padmé he’d been so worried about. Spilling the secret of he and Padmé’s relationship would have been a terrible mistake.

He also berated himself for being so open with his feelings. Obi-Wan had been able to detect his anger far too easily. He needed to conceal it better than that if he wanted to continue to use such power in his former-Master’s presence. And he knew that he needed to have such power at his disposal if he wanted to accomplish what he planned to. He needed it. Such power, if used wisely, could be a valuable tool. He’d learned as much over the coarse of The Wars. His raw emotions lent him abilities unmatched by any other Jedi.

But Obi-Wan couldn’t know. He, and the rest of the Jedi, just wouldn’t understand. They would accuse him of dabbling in the dark side and say that he was placing himself in grave danger. But Anakin knew he was no ordinary Jedi. He was The Chosen One! He could use such power without peril, and had done so on numerous occasions already.

Anakin closed his eyes and pulled his feelings in close, down into the depths of his presence in the Force. There, he allowed the dark power to collect and well where none could see it.

“Okay. Good,” Anakin said, playing off his mistake as best as he could.

Cautiously, he reached out to Obi-Wan’s presence in the Force to see if he’d bought it, and was pleased to find that his former-Master was far too busy piloting to pay it much mind. Anakin grinned. He had covered himself well.

Back to business, Anakin looked at his tactical display.

“We’ve got company incoming, Obi-Wan,” Anakin said. “A squad of Tri-Fighters.”

“Great,” Obi-Wan bemused.

Anakin tightened his grip on the control yolks as the squad of Tri-Droids approached. Tri-Droids were a terrible menace. Their triple-curved wing assembly gave them their name. They were much faster, tactically-smarter and more heavily armed than Vulture Droidfighters, and were heading straight for them.

“Which ones do you want? The eight on the left, or the eight on the right?” Obi-Wan asked.

“We don’t have time to deal with them. We’ll just have to lose them somehow.”

“Ummm…how?”

“Heads up!” Anakin shouted as the squad of Tri-Fighters came barreling in at them with blasters blazing.

The two Jedi fighters split out of the way of their charge and spun to safety. After the squad had passed, Obi-Wan and Anakin joined back up in formation in perfect unison.

“They’re coming around, Anakin. What are we going to do?”

Anakin scanned the space in front of him. They were in the thick of things now. Just slightly below them were numerous capital ships fighting it out in close combat. The massive ships were pulling up right next to each other and pummeling their opponents at point-blank range.
Anakin got an idea.

The squad of Tri-Fighters had closed in behind them now. They began opening fire. Blaster bolts zipped right past Anakin and Obi-Wan’s fighters.

“Follow me!” Anakin said, then rolled his ship into a dive.

Obi-Wan was right on his tail, and behind him the Tri-Droids. The droids continued firing as they dove, and both of them had to juke to keep from being hit.

Once they were nearing the battling capital ships, Anakin began bringing his fighter out of its dive and aimed to fly right between the big, opposing crafts.

“You must be joking,” Obi-Wan said when he saw where they were heading.

“Stay focused,” Anakin said, then dove his fighter between the two ships. Obi-Wan followed.

The narrow corridor between the two ships was filled with blaster fire and the exchange of missiles. With the utmost skill, Anakin and Obi-Wan spun, dove, and twisted their way through the obstacles. More than once, the impact of a missile or a blast bolt sent debris exploding into their path. But with the Force on their side, they were able to foresee these dangers and avoid them. Moments later, they came out from between the two ships unscathed.

The Tri-Fighters, on the other hand, were not so lucky. Most of them were picked off by debris, missiles or blaster fire. But a handful made it through.

“There’s still four of them back there,” Obi-Wan said as the two of them sped away from the capital ships and toward another line of fighting cruisers.

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Anakin checked his display, and saw Obi-Wan was right. “We’ll have to do it again, then.” He aimed his fighter right between two more large ships, a Venator-class Star Destroyer and a Separatist battleship. Obi-Wan followed right behind.

The passage between these two ships was just as chaotic as the last.

Laserfire and missiles were everywhere. Anakin noted as two more Tri-Fighters were picked off, but the last two were quite persistent.

A frenzied series of chirps and bleeps from Artoo snapped Anakin’s attention back out the viewport.

“Uhhhh…Anakin?” Obi-Wan said over the comm..

The two cruisers were no longer just flying next to each other, they were going to collide. The front edge of the knife-like Star Destroyer collided and began cutting into the side of the battleship, tearing a gaping gash in its side. Escape by going up or down was now impossible. And the only thing keeping Anakin and Obi-Wan’s starfighters from being crushed was a narrow, indented corridor in the side of the Star Destroyer. They were trapped in the middle of this trench with no way out but forward, and even that path was closing quickly.

Anakin narrowed his eyes and grit his teeth. “We can make it,” he said.

The walls became closer and closer. Chuncks of durastell hull plating were all about. The thunderous crash and screeches of the ships colliding filled Anakin’s cockpit. The space visible at the end of the trench was growing smaller and smaller, and looked like it would close completely at any second.

The walls were nearly touching the sides of their starfighters now, and Artoo whaled a loud scream. The end was almost closed completely.

Sweat dripped from Anakin’s brow. Closer and closer…

Anakin and Obi-Wan’s starfighters zipped out from between the two ships only a split second before the opening closed completely. The two remaining Tri-Fighters crashed into the closed opening in fireballs.

“That wasn’t so bad,” Anakin said with a sly grin as they flew away from the two crashing ships.

“Remind me again why I always go along with you on your foolish adventures,” Obi-Wan commented.

They were within the inner circle now. The giant Separatist Cruiser lay before them. The defensive line of battleships had been completely broken. Republic Assault Cruisers and Jedi Cruisers were moving in to surround the ship holding the Supreme Chancellor, while a handful of enemy battleships tried desperately to keep them back. Even though they now had a clear shot, no Republic ship fired upon the giant cruiser.

They only surrounded it to make sure it had nowhere to go.

Anakin and Obi-Wan were close to the cruiser. It was so big that it filled the entire viewport of Anakin’s fighter.

“So, what do we do now?” Obi-Wan asked.

“We’re getting aboard that ship and rescuing Chancellor Palpatine,” Anakin stated.

“How did I know you were going to say that. This is crazy. You know that, don’t you?”

Anakin smiled. “It wouldn’t be an adventure if it wasn’t.”

Artoo switched the image on the display to bring something to Anakin’s attention. His brow furrowed, he pushed a few buttons on his console to magnify the image.

“Anakin, are you seeing this?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Was just taking a look,” he said as he inspected the objects more closely. It was a group of droid starfighters, but they were a design he’d never seen before. They were similar to the Vulture droidfighter, but were wider with a larger, flat and round central core covered with bumps.

“What do you make of them?” Obi-Wan asked.

“I’m not sure…. Artoo—can you make anything of them?”

R2-D2 gave a series of beeps and whistles to tell Anakin that he’d never seen anything like them before either.

Anakin read the droid’s response. “We may be in for a surprise,” he said.

“I really hate flying,” Obi-Wan said.

The strange fighters continued towards them. Anakin’s hands were ready to yank the control yolks at the first sign of danger, and he reached out through the Force to feel for any such feeling. The fighters were closing in, and his thumbs moved over the triggers on the ends of the control yolks—hovering there and ready to fire.

The fighters were almost upon them now, and Anakin expected them to open fire at any second. But instead of firing upon them, the small bumps all over the tops of the central cores of the droid fighters popped off, and the fighters dove down and away from the Jedi Starfighters.

The small cloud of half-sphere bumps raced towards Anakin and Obi-Wan’s starfighters on blue-white engines, and revelation suddenly struck Anakin.

“Break away! Break away!” he shouted, turning his fighter sharply to the left and into a dive.

Obi-Wan, for the first time, reacted just a split second later, which was just a little too late.

Anakin watched as the cloud of half-spheres swarmed at Obi-Wan’s ship as he turned. Right before they reached Obi-Wan’s ship the domes of the half-spheres popped up to reveal the heads and four short, grappling legs of small droids. The droids turned completely around and latched onto Obi-Wan’s fighter with their claw-like legs.

Once they landed the droids crawled across the surface like Dango beetles and headed straight for Obi-Wan’s blaster cannons. Obi-Wan tried shaking his fighter back and forth to throw them off, but they held fast. Two more, shorter legs emerged from the front of the small droids and began shooting out a green laserbeam. The cutting lasers tore through the blaster cannons, and after only a few seconds the front half of one went flying off of the ship.

“I could use a little help here,” Obi-Wan said through the comm.. “These things are cutting apart my ship!”

“I’m on it,” Anakin said. He had come up behind Obi-Wan, and was waiting for a clear shot to try and blast some of them off of the ship. “Hold still, Obi-Wan,” he said when Obi-Wan began shaking again to try to throw the droids off. “I can’t have you moving around like that while I shoot them off.”

“You’re going to do what?!”

Another of Obi-Wan’s cannons went flying off, and Anakin had to swerve to avoid being hit by it. “Just hold still, will you?” he said.

Anakin slipped into deep concentration and narrowed his eyes. His tactical display zoomed in on the small droids, and he lined up the cross-hairs. He waited for just a second, then fired one quick burst. The shot hit the droid full-on and sent it spiraling off of the ship in a trail of fire.

Cont'd



He squeezed off another shot, then another and another—picking off three more.

“Anakin, hurry! They’re going after R-4!”

Anakin looked and could see that four of the things were around R4.

The little, red and white astro-droid’s dome was spinning as it tried to look at all of its attackers at once. The lasercutters began doing their work, and just moments later R4’s domed head went flying off and rolling across the front of Anakin’s fighter.

Artoo whistled and moaned after he watched the head float away, and Anakin fired twice more. The two shots got three of the four that had just taken off R4’s head, but the forth began scurrying away. Anakin tried to track it, but both of his shots missed and struck Obi-Wan’s fighter.

“Watch it! I’m on your side, remember?”

“Sorry,” Anakin said. “This is taking too long. They’re going to get to your ship’s vitals before I can shoot them all off. I’m going to try something different.”

Anakin punched up the throttle and came in right over Obi-Wan. “Just hold steady,” he said, then rolled his ship so that he was upside down directly over Obi-Wan. Anakin ground his teeth in concentration. This was going to be tricky.

“I do hope you know what you’re doing,” Obi-Wan said.

Anakin moved his fighter quickly and with the greatest of skill. Using the edge of his ship, he scrapped off several of the small droids and they went floating away into space. Then, he did the same thing on the other side of Obi-Wan’s ship. He got the droids there as well, but his turn wasn’t quite as precise this time. His slight mistake scrapped off hull-plating and broke off one of his own ship’s wings.

Anakin rolled away, and inspected the surface of Obi-Wan’s ship.

Sparks erupted all across its surface, but the droids were gone. “Got ‘em,” he said.

Movement on the left edge of Anakin’s fighter caught his attention. “Oh-oh,” he said under his breath as one of the small droids came into view.

The thing must have jumped over to his ship as he was scraping them off of Obi-Wan’s.

Artoo also saw the droid and gave a startled whistle, which caught the droid’s attention. It crawled across the surface of the wing and up to Artoo. It extended the two front legs, where the laser-cutters were located, towards the base of Artoo’s dome. But just before it could begin cutting, Artoo opened a small hatch in his body and extended a metal arm. Artoo zapped the droid with a blue-white shaft of electricity. A spasm ran through the multi-legged droid’s mental body and blue-white light coursed over its frame. Then it let go and floated away into space.

“Ummm…. I seem to be having some problems here,” Obi-Wan said. “I’ve lost my stabilizers, and the steering is hardly responding.”

“Are your engines still working?”

“Yes.”

“Good. If they weren’t, you’d be in trouble,” Anakin said.

As if on cue, the engines cut out.

“I think I’m in trouble.”

Anakin looked ahead and saw that Obi-Wan’s fighter was heading straight for the giant cruiser. “Can you eject?”

There was a slight pause, then, “No. None of my secondary functions are responding.”

Anakin peered ahead and quickly assessed the situation. He knew that he was going to have to act fast if he was going to be able to do anything to save Obi-Wan. He pulled up right next to his former-Master, and with a swift jerk of the controls rammed the side of his fighter against Obi-Wan’s.

“What are you doing?” Obi-Wan yelled.

“Saving your life. I’m aiming you at the open hangar of the ship.” One more swift nudge, and Obi-Wan’s fighter was on a direct course to fly into the enormous hangar through the middle of the ship.

“Okay…. Okay….” Obi-Wan said. His voice was filled with a tension Anakin had never heard before. “You’re going to have to take out the shield generators for me to get through.”

“Right,” Anakin said, then sped ahead towards the ship.

Gun turrets opened fire on him as he approached. He dodged the fire with ease as he piloted towards an area right above the hangar opening. A massive, metal sphere sat atop of this portion of the ship, and Anakin opened fire on it with all his guns.

The intensity of the laser fire coming at him increased as soon as he began firing, but they did nothing to slow him or halt his barrage. He pummeled the power source of the shield generators with red lasers.

The Force told him where to shot. It showed him the weakest spots in the sphere near its base. Finally, it erupted in a rolling ball of flame that his ship flew through.

As soon as the shields for the hangar went down, the computer systems of the ship automatically began closing the hangar doors. They were huge, lumbering pieces of durasteel, but they moved surprisingly fast.

“This just keeps getting better and better,” Obi-Wan said.

“You’ll make it,” Anakin assured, even though he wasn’t certain himself.
Artoo gave a series of concerned beeps and whistles.

Anakin positioned himself right behind and to the side of Obi-Wan’s fighter as the closing doors loomed closer and closer before them. He could tell that it was going to be close. Really close.

With the Force on their side, both of them raced through the closing doors with only a handful of meters to spare on either side of their fighters. But now Obi-Wan was heading straight for the closed hangar doors on the other side of the ship.

A flash of light in Obi-Wan’s cockpit caught Anakin’s eye and he knew what Obi-Wan had in mind. Wanting to give him some room, Anakin banked away so as to make a pass of the inside of the hangar.

As he came around, he saw Obi-Wan’s blue-white lightsaber blade sticking out of the top of his cockpit, cutting a hole. A second later the round piece flew away and Obi-Wan emerged. Obi-Wan jumped from the ship just before it crashed into the closed doors on the other side of the hangar.

Anakin watched Obi-Wan fall to his feet on the dull gray floor of the hangar. As soon as Obi-Wan landed he was attacked by a group of battledroids. Anakin swung his fighter around and came in. Obi-Wan was doing his best to fend off the tremendous number of attacking droids with his lightsaber, but there were too many. Anakin swooped in and opened fire, taking out a large swath of the droids.

Anakin landed as quickly as he could a short ways away and sprang from his cockpit. He ignited his own, blue-white lightsaber and ran to help Obi-Wan, taking out battledroid after battledroid along his way. He was swift and incredibly efficient with the blade. Each spin was tight, each swipe precise as if the blade were an extension of his body. His control was nearly perfect.

He reached Obi-Wan and they turned back-to-back.

“The elevators are this way. Let’s get going,” Anakin said, then began side-stepping to his right. Obi-Wan mirrored his moves as they swiftly walked towards the elevators with backs to each other, fighting off the attacking droids as they went.

Anakin and Obi-Wan stood with their backs to the elevator doors as they waited for them to open. Their lightsabers whirred up and down, back and forth as they continued to fend off the pursuing droids. Sparks from stray bolts hitting the wall behind them splashed across the backs of their Jedi robes. The droids walked after them slowly, firing as they came, stepping over their fallen comrades’ broken metal frames.

A hiss from behind signified that the elevator doors were opening.

“Go! I’ll hold them off,” Anakin said over the noise of the fight.

Obi-Wan took a handful of steps back, then turned only to find a blaster muzzle pointed right at his face. Several battledroids were occupying the elevator, and were trying to get out to get at them. Obi-Wan blocked the first shot right back where it came from, then slipped to the side to dodge the second. He stepped right into the middle of the group of droids, spinning and chopping them down as he entered the elevator.

As he spun, something hard struck the hand holding his lightsaber. It slipped from his grasp and deactivated as it slid across the floor. Obi-Wan turned around to find a dazed droid standing behind him. He had struck it in the head with his hand and almost knocked it over. But it was regaining its balance quickly, and was raising its blaster to shoot.

With only a split second to react, Obi-Wan grabbed the blaster with both hands and began wrestling with the droid. The droid held fast, and several shots fired off into the ceiling.

Anakin stepped backwards into the elevator, blocking blaster bolts coming from the charging droids outside until the doors closed. He turned to see Obi-Wan still struggling with the droid.

“Don’t move,” he warned Obi-Wan, then stabbed his blade right over his former-Master’s shoulder and into the face of the droid. The droid went lax, then slumped to the floor to join the other droid bodies there.

“Thanks,” Obi-Wan said, then the elevator began moving upwards.

For those of us who have been reading it at TFN..........to catch us up

Chapter 30 part 3
http://boards.theforce.net/message....&start=18023569

Chapter 30 part 4
http://boards.theforce.net/message....&start=18067051

Chapter 30 part 5
http://boards.theforce.net/message....&start=18077795

Coming up next THE DUEL

The last chapter was the best, imo. I wonder if Anakin's eyes will go from normal to sith-eyed as he is swayed back-and-forth from Padme's words?

Sorta like an indicator?

i love the gunray bit, i hope something like that is in the film cause he deserves to grovel, god jw writes the darkside so well, i feel positively evil

The links don't work

Because they're old....
I'd post it here, but no one wants it....

No, there are dots in the middle of the URL and the links are incomplete.

http://boards.theforce.net/message....;start=18077795 is not a valid URL. It's cut out the middle.

Hmmm I wonder why that happened?? I copied and pasted the way I always have in the past.

???? Thats strange?
Try these

Chapter 30 part 3

Chapter 30 part 4

Chapter 30 part 5

JW JUST POSTED PART ONE OF THE DUEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JW's posts just keep getting better and better. The raw emotion he used to convey the duel has me stunned!!!

shocking

If this is a FAN NOVEL, it belongs to EU forum

who the fuk is J.W Titus?

he ia a author on the force.net writing a ep3 fan novel its reali good!!!

fan novels are as gay as:

fan scripts
fan artwork
fan movies



Go make something up on your own

peluffo> Said that to Ush, but he said to post it in here to see what people would say.....
Meh, no one cares anyways...

Well heres short a part tell me what you think:

Anakin watched in amazement. It all happened so fast. Palpatine sprang to his feet just as Master Windu reached for his lightsaber. But Master Windu wasn’t fast enough. Just as he ignited his purple lightsaber and began to raise it he was struck by a crackling torrent of blue-white Force Lightning from both of Palpatine’s hands. Mace was able to deflect a small portion of the powerful attack by raising his blade, but the vast majority of the Force Lightning struck him in the chest and sent him flying backwards through the air.

Agen Kolar was in motion just a split second later, but he only had time to run forward a handful of steps while reaching for his lightsaber before Palpatine turned to face him. With a swift wave of his left hand, Palpatine sent one of the chairs in front of his desk rocketing at the Zabrak Jedi Master. The gray colored chair struck Agen with tremendous force, sending him crashing through the wide, curved window with a scream and falling to his demise far, far below.

Mace turned the out-of-control hurl into a tucked flip and landed on his feet in a crouching position on the far left side of the room. The momentary wince from the searing pain of the lightning turned into a narrow-eyed, determined expression as he peered up at Palpatine, who was now turning to face towards Saesee Tiin.

The swirling wind of the storm rushed into the room through the shattered window, flapping Anakin’s dark brown robes. The wind’s buffeting strength and haunting wail parelleled the incredible surge of the dark side Anakin felt Palpatine unleashing upon the Jedi. So intense, so focused was the release of dark energy that Anakin nearly stumbled at being struck by its raw, unmitigated power.