Anakin clutched at his chest with his mechanical hand, sparks from the lightning dancing off of the robotic digits. His teeth were barred - the pain evident on his youthful features, as he struggled to rise to his feet. Palpatine stood near his desk, his predatory yellow eyes flashing from Anakin to Dooku, a smirk plastered on his face.
Dooku paid no heed to his master's ever-watching stare. He had grown used to it. His attention was focused purely on Anakin, and the boy's obvious agony. Oh how Dooku enjoyed it. Pain and anger radiated from Skywalker like heat from a Tatooine landspeeder. He stepped closer, his rancor leather boots emitting no noise from the carpet of the Chancellor's office.
"I have been waiting a very long time for this moment, Skywalker." Dooku said softly, as he neared Anakin. "Since our duel in the Geonosian Hanger bay, this moment has been one I have looked forward to. The day where I would strike you down like the rabid cur you are. The only obstacle now is, of course...which limb I'll take from you next..."
Dooku opened his hand. His lightsaber hilt flipped from his belt and into his hand. Jabbing the button along the side, the hilt spat a meter long blade of red synthetic laser. Burning along with the malicious glee in Dooku's eyes.
"Stand Skywalker." Dooku muttered. "Stand and die..."
Anakin's eyes flashed open. Slowly, he stood, clutching his chest. All the while, glaring at Dooku. The Count had taken so much from him - and threatened to take even more. He would not walk away from this duel alive. Anakin's fingers twiched as he grasped ahold of his lightsaber and plucked it from the belt. A blue bar of plasma appeared from his lightsaber hilt, contrasting with Dooku's bloodred blade.
"Let's end this...old man..." Anakin growled. Raising his blade high, he charged, crossing the carpet at great lengths. He swung down with all his might, crashing his saber against Dooku's own. Dooku gritted his teeth, as the furious saber lock raged on - neither giving in.
Some six feet away, near his desk, Palpatine smiled. Everything was transpiring according to his design...