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Three forms moved like shadows through the dark halls of the Academy. Overgrown vines and vegetation sprouting from walls fortold of many millenia of neglect. This was an ancient place, with dangers and secrets that would shake even the mightiest of warriors. The old Sith Academy emanated witha a darkness that fortold incomprehensible atrocities.
The figure on the left stopped suddenly.
"This is it," it said, in a strong, powerful voice; a human. The man took of his hood to reveal a shaved, dark-skinned head. He turned to face another figure, his eyes alight with a barely repressed fire.
This one was small, like a child. But it was stooped over, and carried a gimmer stick. It was old, and certainly not human; from under its robes poked a pair of clawed feet, and its hands were covered with green skin.
"Mmmm. A great darkness, does this place hold. Our mark, it is."
"Master Yoda," said the third figure, in a quiet, calm voice. Another human. "What is their objective in coming here? To lure us into some sort of trap?"
"Use your feelings, Master Kenobi," replied Yoda. "Your former Apprentice, they now possess. The Chosen One."
The dark figure spoke. "He is now in the thrall of the Dark Side. They need him for their plot. Whatever it may be. This is a test. For both us, and Anakin."
Kenobi nodded. "I understand, Master Windu."
"Good," spoke Yoda. "Then know what must be done, you do."
Obi-Wan nodded again, silently. The figures shook off their robes, and stepped forward. A black hole, a void, suddenly came into view.
"A doorway?" asked Windu.
"But to what?" said Obi-Wan, answering the question with one his own. Both Jedi looked at Yoda.
Looking at them each in turn, Yoda replied in a strange voice. "To our destiny."
The three stepped into the hole and disappeared into the darkness. A moment later, they emerged from another hole, this time into a bright room.
"Powerful, is the Dark Side here." stated the green Jedi Master.
"Anakin," whispered Obi-Wan. "I sense Anakin."
A cold, hard voice sprang out. "I see you're as sharp as ever, Master."
Anakin Skywalker stepped into view, his Jedi robes now replaced with a black garment, one that reminded Obi-Wan distinctly of the Sith LOrd he had killed on Naboo.
"Your former Apprentice has now joined the Dark Side, my Jedi friends."
A sudden chill went up the Jedis' spines as Darth Sidious stepped into view.
"Sith scum!" snarled Windu. "You have been lowered to stealing children from your enemies?"
"I'M NO CHILD!" roared Anakin, and the room shook with force the likes of which the Jedi had never seen.
And suddenly, another man walked into the room; Count Dooku. Standing on a balcony to the left of the Jedi, the Count sneered.
"I see you've brought the best the Order has to offer? Why not bring the younglings? I'm sure our new friend would enjoy a warm-up." And he gestured to Anakin.
Master Windu opened his arms wide, and a lightsaber flew from his belt into his right hand, where it ignited into a sword of violet fire. Obi-Wan and Yoda followed suit; Obi-Wan's blue blade shone like the Naboo sea, and Yoda's small, emeral weapon was like a green nebula.
Dooku and Anakin leapt down from the balcony, as Sidious stood, cackling madly.
Anakin's lightsaber ignited, glowing blue like that of his former Master. Dooku's blade erupted in crimson fire, as Sidious broke into a cackle that sent chills up the Jedi's spines.
"Then begin, we will." said Yoda, and a second later, the room became a kleidoscope of blinding color.