“I’ll take pleasure destroying you.” was all that Dooku said to Mace Windu as they fought. Three Sith, three Jedi. Dooku and Mace were seperated from the others, Mace perfering it that way. Anakin had fallen to the darkside and was doing all that he could to defeat Obi-wan. Anakin was stronger and they both new it, but Obi-wan was smarter, faster, more experienced. Obi-wan was better at using the terrain to his advantage.
Less than fifty feet from Obi-wan and Anakin, the Heads of the Orders were fighting for survival. Wiserand better with a lightsaber Yoda was, but Sidious had an advantage in his superior force powers. Yoda ran towards Sidious, his blade burning like the sun. Sidious dodged and stabbed at the Jedi Master’s chest. “Be an easy fight, this will not be.” Yoda told himself as he and Sidious exchanged blows.
At the same time a short distance away Anakin and Obi-wan were giving it there all. Neither was able to get the upperhand though. For every attack one made, the other blocked and every counter-attack was deflected or returned. No matter who the victor would be, it would be a long fight.
Crack. Mace’s nose was broken by a punch from the aged Jedi gone evil. Dooku was wining, Mace wasn’t able to fully call upon his skill in Vapaad. Dooku was fighting with a vigor that surprised both of them. This was Dooku’s finest hour, his peak. Every strike made by Mace was blocked. Every attempt by Master Windu to gain ground was stopped before it could fully take place. During this time, Dooku was more powerful than Sidious. Not even Yoda would have been able to stop him.
Sparks flew as the blades of the Sith and Jedi locked again. Yoda, even with his smaller size was managing to push Sidious away. The air was cracking with the energy of the fight. The Ancient Jedi force pushed Sidious against a rock, Sidious sent a blast of lightning at the Jedi, both were flown across the battle field.
Anakin’s mind was confused. He didn’t know what he was doing. Sidious had told him it was the Jedi’s fault for Padme’s death, but somehow he knew that wasn’t true. Sidious had caused it, it was Sidious’ fault, all of it. Anakin shut off him lightsaber and spoke, “I’m sorry Master, I don’t know what I was thinking. I wish to help you.” Obi-wan sensed no deception in him. Smiling, they rushed off to help Windu.
And got there just in time to see the Korun Master decapitated. Anakin screamed, wanting to do something. Dooku walked towards them. He laughed and said, “I see young Skywalker that you have betrayed the Sith. Verywell, I’ll soon destroy you.”
He raced at the two Jedi, but the were to quick. The recent experiences had made them closer than ever. They fought like one, in perfect cadence. One would attack and Dooku would block it but as soon as he had blocked one strike, another came at him. Anakin made a mistake that cost him his life. He tried to attack to soon and Dooku blocked it and then stabbed him. Anakin fell to the ground dead.
Obi-wan let out the scream that rang within him when Qui-gon died. He fought with a masterful fury, never letting Dooku made a single strike, never letting Dooku have an inch, always pushing. Ten seconds later a dead Dooku fell to the ground, right beside Anakin.
Yoda’s kneck snapped. The ancient Jedi Master was gone. Sidious was laughing as Obi-wan’s blade pieced him. He died only seconds from victory. A thousand years of planning gone by a singe stab from a lightsaber. With one Jedi left standing they were victorious.