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RE: OVERCOME- (A/P, Obi, Palpsy, Dooks etc...) - updated 2/26- (Nine) The prelude- 2 of 2
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I LOVE this story! I'm hooked and a lil confused regarding padme and palo.
and poor anakin!......all alone right now......
i hope against hope that there's a happy enidng cuz poor ani deserves it!
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RE: OVERCOME- (A/P, Obi, Palpsy, Dooks etc...) - updated 3/20- (TEN) Betrayal
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ROTSFAN - Avaryce is such a hypocrite. As far as Padme goes, I have added a little hint in this chapter. She is a bad girl looking out for number 1. Trust me you will like the ending. Its a shocker. 
Kelia - I agree. Avaryce has what Anakin lacks and visa versa. But i think more time would have turned the tide on that duel.
tiffanysblue - Welcome!!! Padme is having an secret affair with Palo behind Anakin's back. You'll hate her now but love her later.
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TEN – Betrayal
She navigated through the crowd of revelers toward the west veranda on the opposite side of the vast ballroom. As she stepped out into the night, the view of the courtyard garden unfolded before her. Trees and plant life of all kinds existed in this space enclosing a peaceful pond in its center. She could see a few partygoers walking along the paths in the garden, sharing private moments or getting a respite from the noise of the ball. The veranda was well lit, making anything just out of the range of light difficult to see. However to her left, she felt a presence beckoning her, watching her with unseen eyes. There was a shadow, a hooded and cloaked figure standing only meters away from the veranda steps. Casting a cautious eye for any witnesses, she quickly walked toward the shadow standing just beyond the threshold of the entrance. A lock of silky white hair was visible from beneath the shadow’s hood. It almost glowed despite the darkness surrounding it.
She whispered urgently, “What are you doing here?”
“It’s a ball, dear flower.” Avaryce’s calm voice issued from beneath his hood as he stepped closer to her, the light from the ball barely revealing any of his features. “I couldn’t resist.”
Though she could barely make out his features, she could tell he was smiling. She shifted her weight and placed her hands on her waist. Quirking an eyebrow, she said wryly. “Funny, you don’t strike me as the social type.”
“I can be…when moved, of course.” He scanned her, allowing his eyes to move quickly from her head to her toes. “I see you’ve neglected to wear your wooden pendant tonight.”
She was annoyed with the timing he picked to speak with her. She knew he was tempting disaster. All she needed for someone to see her talking to a strange person in the shadows. The fact that she wore an ivory colored dress did not help matters either. She would be easily spotted. “I only wear it indoors to keep up appearances. It’s what Anakin expects of his wife.”
Avaryce clasped his hands in his sleeves. “I do enjoy our pointless bantering, but that is not why I’ve come.”
She rolled her eyes and whispered harshly. “Then why are you here? What do you want?”
“More information,” he answered simply.
“You could have chosen a better time for this.” She spoke through clenched teeth, warily looking over her shoulder again.
“Possibly,” he replied in a haughty tone. “But, I have my reasons for wanting this now.”
She waited before replying, expecting more of an explanation. However, Avaryce only offered her a piercing gaze that she could feel despite not seeing more than an impression of his face. He was enjoying her predicament.
“Exactly what information do you seek in addition to the marriage certificate I have provided you?” She said.
Avaryce leaned forward slightly and corrected her. “Actually that was a service you extended to my master. Not me.” He straightened. “Lord Sidious is aware of a covert dissident faction forming against the Chancellor. An organization made of, most likely, senators and perhaps various others with significant political or financial influence.”
Her eyebrows furled and she cocked her head to the side. “What interest does Sidious have in these rebels? Does he wish to collaborate with them against the Chancellor?”
Avaryce paused briefly before remembering she was kept ignorant of Darth Sidious true identity. “His interests are not your concern, my dear. Rather, focus your curiosities on ways to appease him.”
She straightened, absently placing a hand over her swelling abdomen. “Very well then, what does he want to know?”
“Who are the founders of the rebellion and the names of the operatives in their service, if any?”
She responded without hesitation or sign of remorse. “There are no active operatives as of yet.” She said casually, “but all the rebel leaders are here, sifting through the corrupt and unwilling to recruit those who share their commitment.” She jerked her chin toward the clusters of people mingling and carousing on the ballroom floor. “Senators Organa, Mothma, Zar and Taneel—all prepared to do what must be done.”
“Hmm…” Avaryce glanced at the entrance suspiciously “…strange that they would do that here amongst Palpatine and his supporters.”
She followed his gaze toward the ball. “It was agreed that the ball would be the perfect venue. They knew that all the galaxy’s elite, powerful and influential would attend. They felt it was a risk worth taking.”
“How often do they meet?”
“They meet at irregular intervals. There is no particular headquarters or anything like that. It was suggested by Organa and Taneel that the organization stay mobile to deter spies or capture.”
“What are their plans?” Avaryce returned his gaze to her.
“They have exhausted every diplomatic channel and are now concentrating every effort into quickly gathering as much support as possible. Right now, they are making some progress. For now, they are Palpatine’s problem.” She looked at him. “My guess is if they go unchecked, they could very well pose a threat to the empire in the future.”
“I don’t know about that.” Avaryce allowed himself another glance into the ball.
“Once they have gathered the support they need, they will take whatever steps necessary to remove Palpatine from power.”
Avaryce nodded, his eyes searching among the people on the ballroom floor. “You have done well thus far. Your part in the master’s design is nearly complete. The council will know the truth very soon. All you have to do is compel the Jedi to act.” He looked back at her and continued, “And now I must go. It seems you have your hands full. Skywalker has just arrived and your lover seeks you out. ” He smirked maliciously. “Better hope the two of them don’t bump into each other.” He chuckled to himself as he turned and disappeared into the darkness of the courtyard.
She turned and looked at the revelers inside. In the sea of life that seemed to flood the room, she could see Anakin’s tawny wavy hair as he made his way across the ballroom floor. He didn’t even cast an eye in her direction, though she knew he could sense her presence. All his focus was directed at the chancellor standing on the left side of the room, speaking with several other dignitaries. As she watched him glance at familiar faces and flash a polite smile along his way, she surmised that he must have been summoned by the Chancellor for some important detail or task. Anakin’s presence was unexpected and could have complicated things greatly as Avaryce mentioned.
She shifted her gaze to a cluster of people closer to her, to where Palo stood and finally locked eyes with her. She couldn’t help the smile that had already begun to form as he approached her. Her heart warmed at the sight of him smiling at her as the distance between them shrunk. She craved his touch and his loving kiss. It was all that mattered and made sense any more.
‘Just a little longer,’ she’d tell herself. She had been saying that for many months, deferring a dream that was forever at her fingertips. Everything she had done thus far was to see her dream realized—a real family. Palo could help her raise the baby and everything would be just as it should. She could almost taste it.
At that moment, she started to consider moving things up a bit in her plan. Impatience was starting to get the better of her. She didn’t feel nervous or anxious that Palo and Anakin were in the same place at the same time. This didn’t ruffle one feather. Instead, a burning desire grew in the pit of her belly, persuading her to put all the deception to an end and show Anakin that there was no future in being a Jedi, a husband and a father. Her part of the Sith’s deception was nearly over and the truth would be revealed soon enough.
She figured that by the time the council followed the predictable course of the action, she and Palo would be already preparing to start their life together. And in that gleaming moment, she decided that all the months of plotting, calculating, watching and manipulating would show their worth tonight. All her time and energy invested in fulfilling her deal with the Sith would lead her to this shining moment. All she had to do was compel Anakin to act unforgivably. Brutally severe the tie and compel him to ignore reason and act on primal emotion. Once he did this, there would be no going back.
To her, this was the best thing for all involved. She could have what she wanted and Anakin could fulfill his destiny uninhibited by family or pointless commitments.
“Padme,” Palo walked over and kissed her. “I have been looking everywhere for you.”
“I needed some air. The ball is a bit much.” She smiled sheepishly.
“I know.” He rubbed her shoulders and looked at her with deep concern. “We can leave in a few minutes, if you’d like.”
She paused a moment, glancing at the ball where Anakin was following the chancellor out of the room. She dropped her gaze in guilt, realizing that if her plans were to happen tonight, she’d have to use Palo as the catalyst. “Not yet.” She looked up into his vibrant green eyes and smiled adoringly. “I want to stay a little longer."
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Anakin maneuvered his way through the cluster of dignitaries surrounding Palpatine. Approaching from the side, he said, “You requested to see me, Chancellor?”
Palpatine turned and greeted him with a welcoming smile, “Ah! You’ve arrived.” Palpatine handed his half-empty champagne glass to his aide, Sly Moore. He continued, “Come with me, Anakin. We should talk where it is much quieter.” Palpatine excused himself and led Anakin through a door.
Once out of the ballroom, the din seemed to die down. They walked along a beige corridor and into a parlor room. Like the ballroom, it was ostentatiously decorated. As Anakin entered the room, he looked around noting the resonant shades of blue and gold, fine silk walls and marble floors, sculpted medallions and exquisite pieces of art that hung on the walls.
Once Palpatine closed the door, he turned and faced Anakin. “I have splendid news. Intel units stationed in the mid rim have discovered the location of General Grievous.” He paused slightly and smiled. “He is hiding in the Ando system.”
“Finally!” Anakin brightened. “Once we have him this war is over.”
Palpatine walked over to the sitting area and sat down. “I hope the council selects you for this mission.” He gestured for Anakin to sit across from him “You are the best choice.”
“It’s an opportunity I wouldn’t want to miss.” Anakin pulled his robe about him before sitting.
“Despite the way they’ve treated you since your return from war, they cannot ignore that you have proven to be as reliable and as capable as any master seated on the council. You are a war hero, Anakin. If they elect to overlook that and choose another, I would start to doubt their ability to manage the order effectively.” With a lift of his brow, Palpatine continued sounding disillusioned. “They have already demonstrated signs of distrust.”
Anakin knew about the tension between the council and the chancellor. He knew why they were suspicious him, but he wasn’t aware of Palpatine’s reasons. A vertical line appeared between his brows. “What do you mean?”
Palpatine looked as if he had the weight of the galaxy on his shoulders. He took a deep breath and exhaled, “I am suspicious of the council. You must sense there is something going on.”
“I do.” Anakin looked away and considered his words carefully. He walked a precarious line between the council and chancellor Palpatine. It was more evident now that before. “They don’t trust you.”
Palpatine nodded his head, as if in agreement. “The council strives to maintain their autonomy no matter what conditions surrounds them. The republic is a democracy and they have sworn allegiance to it. Yet, they shroud themselves in secrecy and insist on keeping outsiders at arms length. What chance do we have at maintaining the integrity of the republic if they choose remain separate?” Palpatine adjusts the fabric of his outer cloak. “I feel the council will soon betray me.”
Anakin couldn’t help the incredulous expression on his face. He shook his head slowly and said, “I don’t think they would, sir.”
Palpatine appeared to be convinced of his regard to the council. “Use your feelings, Anakin. Leave out all assumptions. It’s not just me they don’t trust” he gestured to himself and continued, “…it’s also the senate. If they haven’t already, they will exclude you from certain things, and perhaps even use you to do something dishonest, against the code, the constitution and your ethics. They know you are a loyal knight, Anakin, and they are counting on that.”
Reminded of his initial reaction to the task the council appointed him with, he dropped his gaze to his knees. He remembered the frustration and the anger aimed at the council. Their audacity to make him council aide and then mandate that he spy on the chancellor was the focus of his discontent with the council. Palpatine words were ringing true with Anakin initial reaction. He shifted uncomfortably and met Palpatine’s gaze, “I’ll admit, little by little I have been losing faith in the council.”
“Why is that?” Palpatine shifted in his seat and asked intrigued with Anakin’s admission. “Did they assign a task less than honorable?”
Anakin could not reply. His shame in what the council requested of him and his inability to refuse them made it difficult to elaborate.
Palpatine nodded his head, taking Anakin’s silence as a tacit admission. “They are using you to spy on me. Aren’t they?”
Anakin wet his lips and shook his head. “I-I’m sorry.” He looked at his friend seated across from him.
Palpatine raised a hand and said, “Don’t apologize. I should have seen that coming. Your presence on the council forces them to be deceptive and manipulative. I know they wish to remove me from power. And so, they have chosen to place you in a difficult position. They know we are friends, Anakin. They accepted you on the council to placate any suspicions on my part. They never wanted you on the council. I know that now. Mark my words, they will find a way remove you as well.”
A weighted seemed to lessen from Anakin’s shoulders. It felt good to have someone who he could talk to. He leaned forward and rested his arms on his knees. “I have the feeling they are targeting me because of we are good friends.”
“Of course they are—but that is not the only reason. They want to keep you in a position where you can be controlled.” Palpatine’s gaze hardened.
Anakin straightened. “I am not sure I understand.”
“You are their chosen one. You have more power, more potential than any force sensitive—and they know it.” Palpatine narrowed his eyes. “There is something out of place here, Anakin. You must sense that.”
Palpatine reinforced the thinking he had after the council meeting that day. His instinct told him that he was being used and made a fool of, but Obi wan denounced it. Avaryce, who had more reason to be truthful to him than any, made more sense to him back in the sparring room. Obi wan again stood in the way of that and suggested that he trust in the council. A thought entered his mind unbidden and halted all questions:
‘Obi wan isn’t called the negotiator for nothing. He is capable of manipulation, excelling at twisting minds and bending the truth to suit his purposes.’
Anakin found it increasingly harder to ignore these thoughts. Despite it making such sense, years of training taught him that these thoughts and feelings were not of the light. He stood up from the sofa and took several steps away from Palpatine. He looked over his shoulder and said, “I do.”
Palpatine turned toward him and said, “Remember that all those who gain power, fear losing it. This is why they conduct themselves as they do.” He stood up and walked over to him. He placed a hand on his shoulder and said, “Anakin, They all regard you in such ways because they do not respect and because they are using you.” His voice was slightly different—deeper, suggestive of more than just what they spoke of.
Anakin dropped his gaze remembering Padme. He remembered her lies and tricks. That something that changed to make their marriage worse was the lack of respect. Padme didn’t respect him. Suddenly it all made sense. Anakin was not about to let Padme go. He was not giving up the one thing that made him truly happy all these years. He wanted to fix it and claim the respect he deserved from her and the members of the council, but he could not see how he could achieve it. “I don’t know what I can do to change things. They have me in a position, I can’t get out of.”
Palpatine turned and walked away from him. He voice carried an undertone of something imperceptibly sinister. “Then my friend, you will have to find a way to make them respect you and remind them of who you are. Let them see you for what you really are.”
“And that is?” Anakin turned and looked across his shoulder at him.
Palpatine turned and said, “A man who possesses more power than any seated in the council… A man willing and able to do what they can not.”
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Avaryce stood in the middle of the darkened room—Padme and Anakin’s bedroom. This was a necessary step to ensure his future as the most powerful force sensitive in the galaxy. The fate that Darth Sidious outlined for her directly conflicted with his plans. Padme must live long enough to give successfully deliver her baby. That child was the key to his destiny. After the republic falls, the galaxy will plunge into chaos during the transition to an empire. Avaryce could not risk losing contact with her during that time. With the two of them out of the apartment, there couldn’t have been a more perfect time to embed a tracking device.
The security measures, which indicated Skywalker’s influence, were not a problem once he got passed the protocol droid. As he stepped further into the room, he scanned the room for a place that she would keep such a bauble. In the corner of the room was her vanity. Avaryce carefully searched through everything there for it. He stopped abruptly as a thought came to him and looked over his shoulder toward Padme s bedside table. It had dawned on him that something of such great importance would be kept closer.
As he approached, he noticed a small fragile case unlike any other item near it. He opened it and removed the contents. He held a braided lock of hair and the precious wooden trinket. He looked curiously at the braid before deducing it belonged to Anakin. Repulsed, he dropped the lock back in the box and replaced the box on the table. Avaryce focused his attention at the wooden charm, which hung from a metal chain. He turned it over in his hand several times, examining it and noting every tiny detail. He removed a small device his pocket and immediately went to work on the little Japor snippet.
Feeling confident and pleased with himself, Avaryce sauntered down the stairs and back onto the verandah. Cp3o appeared to be in suspended animation, elbows awkwardly sticking out and head tilted back as if half-way through a sentence. On arrival, Avaryce moved so quickly to switch him off, threepio didn’t realize what happened. He re-positioned himself back beside C3po and replaced his hood before reactivating the droid.
‘All too easy’, he thought.
The droid came back to life continuing as if time had not passed. “—your package with me if you’d like. I’ll make certain she gets it.” He turned to face him. “Might I ask your name, sir?”
Avaryce raised his chin and smirked, “On second thought, I think I will come back when she’s home.”
“Very well then, sir. Good night.” The golden droid immediately turned and disappeared back into the apartment.
Avaryce climbed back into his cruiser and he pulled away. He removed another small device from his pocket and activated it. The screen illuminated with blue light and revealed a map of the vicinity. The midst of it was a flashing red dot, indicating the exact location of the Japor snippet. He smiled.
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“Are you certain you can’t stay for a while?” Palpatine asked walking Anakin back to the ballroom.
He shook his head slowly and said, “I’m sorry. I am just not in the mood.”
“I understand.” He rested a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry, Anakin. A way will present itself. Be patient and you will see.”
Anakin looked at his friend and said, “Thank you, Chancellor.”
Palpatine offered a slight smile and watched Anakin make his way across the ballroom floor.
There wasn’t much he thought he could do within the realm of being a Jedi and a loving husband, that would make the council members and Padme hold more respect for him. Flashing brief smiles and nodding at familiar faces, he contemplated the chancellor’s words more with each step across the expanse. He remembered his discussion with Padme. Her sincerity matched her words and for that moment, she was his wife. The scheming and the lies didn’t exist. The darker part of Padme did not exist, at least in that moment. He knew in his heart that there was still a chance of saving their marriage. All was not lost. It only required an equal investment of time. Anakin reasoned the cause of Padme’s behavior might be reaction to his continued absence and the war.
The war
It would soon be at an end. It that was needed was the capture of General Grievous. More than just the safety and the future of the galaxy depended on it. Once the war was over, he could dedicate more time to Padme and be there for the baby. If he went along on the mission to capture General Grievous the council would realize that he is worthy of being master and they would see him as an equal.
Passing the center of the ballroom, Anakin picked up an unusual sensation in the force. It was Padme’s force signature, but somewhat stronger than ever before. It was as if she was on both sides of the vast ballroom. He took one look around and shook his head realizing that that was impossible. She could never be two places at once. He dismissed it with a snort, regarding it as a sign of stress. He looked across to his right across the sea of revelers and saw her on the west verandah—with HIM.
Instantly, Anakin’s lungs filled with unbearable heat. His hands shook and nostrils flared as he watched HIM--Palo-- place his arms around her, stroke her cheek and kiss her as if they were deeply in love. Padme didn’t struggle or show any signs of displeasure. It was a blatant slap in the face and it was more than Anakin could take.
Angry tremors from beneath layers of Jedi suppression thrashed against his mental barriers. Anakin felt a strange warmth in his eye sockets. His blood ran hot in his veins as he watched Palo turn from her and walk back into the ballroom. Anakin was so angry, writhing inside from the painful display. Had he turned to look at Palpatine, he would have seen an old man smiling maliciously what was happening.
However, Anakin remained focused on Padme’s silhouette, not realizing that his distance from her grew shorter and shorter. A darker presence that resided deep within wanted desperately to let out. Anakin continued to struggle against it as he moved closer.
‘Everything she said before was a lie! She is still making a fool of me! It has to stop! It will stop!’
Snatching her by the upper arm, he forced her off the veranda. Her gasps and whimpers didn’t gain his sympathy or help him regain control. Anakin released her as they reached a more secluded area and watched her brown eyes grow wide in shock. It wasn’t until then that Anakin realized how much he hated loving her.
NEXT: ELEVEN - Getting the Finger
Anakin confronts Padme, The council disregards Anakin--again, Major secret revealed
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 Ohhhh, good update! And I hope Ani stays in control of himself and gives dark Padme what she deserves.
On both sides of the ballroom, huh? Here's hoping there's two Padmes. 
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Wow! This is some seriously excellent writing. I have to admit that I'm a fan of both Anakin and Padme, but this story is so compelling that I'll be here and still reading despite the way she is in your story. Saying that, I too hope that she's some sort of evil clone Padme  I'm sorry for the lack of details, but I'm in stupendous-story-mind-funk so I'll have to reread and get back to you. Is the next chapter ready yet????
ETA: if you have a pm list can I be added too? Thanks!
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‘Everything she said before was a lie! She is still making a fool of me! It has to stop! It will stop!’
The ending sent shivers right down my spine but that is so typical of Anakin.
I can't wait to see what happens next
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Wow Powerfull chapter!
You summed up Anakin brilliantly here, And i can't wait to read whats next,!! 
Well Done, You got me hooked and wondering once again! 
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 Wow! This yellow is crazy--interesting--but crazy. I hope they do this with other colors too. Anyway, I just wanted to update you guys. Its been almost two weeks since my last post and I am trying to stay more in touch.
I am still working on Chapter eleven (getting the finger). I haven't really been able to focus on it because of all the school work I have. I am buried. So, I hope that perhaps by the end of the week I can make significant progress and have something up shortly afterwards. I love the feedback and the comments. I need the support--thanks.
I'll post author replies with the next chapter.
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My lord this yellow hurts my eyes.  I hope they change it back soon. Looking forward to the update, I'm ready to see what's really up with Padme.
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Anakins_fallen_Angel: Thanks. Nice to know I can still rope you in. 
ROTSFAN: Thanks. Anakin can only take but so much. 
KELIA: Thanks for everything. 
Helen_Taft: You have been added. I am a Padme and Anakin Fan myself.
Eleven – Getting the Finger
Anakin’s shoulders heaved up and down while he glared at her. It seemed to him that his gaze would burn her into bits of glowing embers and ash. She didn’t deserve his kindness or any gentility. Uneven breaths made it difficult to speak. He paced back and forth, taking a moment to calm down. It seemed like an eternity passed before he finally spoke. “What in the name of the force are you doing with him?”
Her eyebrows furled as if the question came by surprise. “Palo?” She shrugged her shoulders and answered, “He’s just here for the ball. That’s—”
“No, he is here for you!” he interjected angrily. The din of the ball ruled-out the possibility that the dispute would be heard. Nevertheless, Anakin was too upset to care.
She shook her head slowly and stretched out a hand to rest on his arm. “Anakin, he’s just a friend.”
He jerked his arm away. “Just a friend?! Why are you allowing him to touch you like that?”
She glanced over her shoulder wary for any that might stumble onto their dispute. She said coyly, “What are you talking about?”
Anakin paused before answering. He searched for some sign of the woman that wanted so desperately to work things out with, but only found a stone wall. He could find not even a remnant of the bond they shared. It was as if it never existed. There was no endearing emotion emanating from her aura, it was as if the woman he loved disappeared and all that remained was the empty shell standing before him. There she stood before him mocking him, and stoking his fury.
He barked, “He kissed you!”
“On the cheek, Anakin,” she explained nonchalantly. “You’ve really got to stop all—.”
“No, you will stop! I am sick of you sneaking around behind my back, lying to me, insulting my intelligence. Do you think I am so blind? How do you think it makes me feel?” It seemed his heart was growing heavier with every denial. He turned his shoulder towards her and sighed, “You are killing me, Padme. Why are you doing this?” She was still playing games, toying with him—with his heart as if it were mere amusement. He raised his fingers to the bridge of his nose and squeezed.
She shook her head again and smiled halfheartedly, “Anakin, I don’t know what—”
He dropped his hand. “Only hours ago, you wanted to fix our marriage. You wanted to work things out. And now, you are only making things worse.” He looked at her across his shoulder and said, “What is it that you want!!!”
There was a moment of silence that passed before she answered. Relenting, she took a deep breath and exhaled. “Face the facts, Anakin. You are a Jedi knight. Your commitment to the Order and the Republic remains a priority, while we are only together for brief snatches of time.” The tone in her voice changed, as did the look in her eye, growing cold and unfamiliar. “What kind of a life could you possibly offer a wife and child? What part of you can be devoted to us, when the Jedi come first?”
Surprised by this line of thought, Anakin turned to face her. The fury that overtook him so suddenly subsided. He slowly shook his head. “No, Padme. You come first. No matter—“
“You know as well as I that that Order takes precedence, it always has.” She turned and took several steps away from him. “It’s plain to see we are forcing a marriage that’s obviously doomed.”
He blinked several times, fighting against her painful observations. “That’s-that’s not true. Things will get better. You’ll see. It’s only like this because of the war.”
“A war that has been raging for five years,” she added.
Swallowing hard, Anakin took a step closer. “It will be over soon. We know where General Grievous is. Once he is caught, the war will be over and I can be with you.”
“We’ve had information like that before,” she turned around to face him, “and it turned out to be a wild bantha chase. Soon is not good enough for me…or this baby.”
Anakin wasn’t sure if he heard right. In disbelief, he furled his eyebrows. “What?” His voice had grown an edge that he didn’t bother to hide.
“I stood by while you went to war—never knowing if you would ever come back. I lived a nightmare everyday you were gone. It was torture. I never felt so alone or so abandoned. But I never said anything. I didn’t want to burden you with my sentiment; you had enough on your shoulders. I have been putting you first, Anakin, with little regard for myself.”
Incredulous, he pointed a finger at himself. “You’ve put me first?” Growing angry with her audacious explanation, he yelled, “Were you putting me first each time you lied? What about the secrets you kept from me? Are you putting me first now by spending your time here with Palo? My time at war doesn’t excuse your behavior. You’re the one having an affair! Putting me first?! No, Padme! You’ve done just the opposite! You’re a selfish conniving liar. You’re every bit the politician I hate.”
She observed Anakin’s temper resurface. His breathing increased steadily as his volume raised. Undaunted, she spoke in the same cold and unfamiliar tone, “What I am, Anakin, is a pregnant senator secretly married to a Jedi knight. Your unintentional neglect may not be an excuse for what I may have done, but the fact of the matter is, I am tired of living this life hoping that it would change.” As she spoke, his gaze shifted to her far left of her, to focus on anything but her. Feigning disillusionment, she swallowed and looked down. “I realize now it’s not going to change on its own—I have to change it.”
Finally, his eyes focused on her, narrowing into icy blue slits. “What are you saying, Padme?”
“I think we need to spend some time apart. We have to figure out where we are,” she raised her eyes to met his, “and decide whether we can find our way back.”
Anakin raised his chin and said in a low irritated voice, “No.”
Her brows rose high above her eyes. “No?”
“We are not splitting up.”
Her shoulders slumped and she rolled her eyes. “You can’t have it all, Anakin!”
“You have changed, Padme, for the worse. Something has happened to you since I went away last time. I don’t know what it is, but our marriage can be saved.” Anakin exhaled a long breath and said, “Tell him you don’t want to see him anymore or—“
“Or what?” Her arms grew taught as she spat out every word that followed. “I am ready for whatever you think you can do about it. You are the one who’s changed…not me. I deserve more than what you are able to give! I deserve better…you know this! I have been nothing but good to you!”
He moved closer to her. “You have been making a fool of me! Lying to me! Pushing me away! Treating me like I am something you stepped in!”
“I can’t push away what isn’t there. You weren’t there for me when I needed you. You never will be.”
Anakin jerked a chin toward the ballroom. “And he will?”
Padme looked away defiantly.
Anakin ran a hand through his thick tawny locks. “If this is how you’ve felt why didn’t you tell me before? I would have given it all up for you. That night on the meadow, I told you I would give everything up and be with you.”
“And be the object of your resentment?” She huffed and folded her arms. “That’s all I need.”
“You know I would never do that to you!” He looked down and shook his head. He could no longer deny that he was losing pieces of himself and there was nothing he could say or do could stop it. His heart was growing colder and harder. Suddenly the world around him felt colder and emptier than before. His friendship with Obi-Wan was strained. There was no one on the council he could trust enough to talk to. Padme, his last refuge and great hope, was now a fading beckon of light, diminishing into the growing darkness. He felt lost in the turbulent sea of the force. “You don’t know what you are doing to me.”
He glanced at the ballroom entrance and back at her. “You want to separate to make it easier to be with him.”
“At least I wouldn’t be alone or feel abandoned…At least your child will not have to go through what you’ve put me through.”
Her comment cut deep, shaking him to his core. Tears poked the back of his eyes, but he refused to give in to them. He wanted to hurt her as much as she was hurting him. He wanted her to suffer just as he was. Anakin took another step closer and said as calmly he could. “You would throw away five years of love for a simple childhood crush? Be careful, Padme, your intense desire to offer yourself to him is showing. You worry about what I would put our child through? Worry about what affects your adultery will have. It appears you don’t require much to lose your virtue as a wife.”
Her hand instantly flew toward his cheek, but it was stopped inches from contact. Anakin could not accept that she was no longer the woman he loved so passionately. It was too painful to accept it, would probably drive him insane. He looked at her wrist and saw the offending wooden bracelet from the night before on her wrist. The metal bracelet she wore earlier was gone—replaced by a worthless trinket from her lover. Palpatine’s words sauntered in his thoughts…Anakin, they all regard you in such ways because they do not respect you--because they are using you…make them respect you and remind them of who you are. Let them see you for what you really are.
Brusque words from his darker self entered his mind, demanding that she answer for her treatment. Treacherous harlot! She will pay for what’s she done! She will beg me to forgive her. I can show them who I really am what I am capable of.
Anakin’s grip on her wrist tightened as he raised his icy blue gaze toward her. Something was happening deep in the darkness that had slowly begun the envelope him. An insatiable urge to quench the thirst for vengeance, a profound desire to scratch the forbidden itch that plagued him for as long as he had been suffering, seemed to take a stronger hold him. He wanted to so much to close his eyes and let it wash over him and take control. He wanted to let go and allow it make the pain stop. But the Jedi within prevailed against hopeless odds, struggling to hold on just a bit longer.
She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he was hurting her. She bit her lower lip to keep from whimpering. She followed the direction of his eyes and they shifted back to her and perceived the question in his mind. She narrowed her eyes and answered coldly, “I’ve had a change of heart.”
Anakin released her hand with a slight shove, forcing her to take a step back. His fierce gaze remained fixed on her as the muscles around his mouth twitched and nostrils flared with restrained fury. Images of her scratching and clutching her throat suddenly manifested in the darkness of his mind. He could see her perfectly shaped lips struggle to form silent words as the light faded from her eyes. He could feel her signature in the force snap like a thread as a mixture of relief and guilt washed over him. It was strange this time around. This time the vision didn’t repulse him as much as it did before. It was proof that his heart was hardening and that he already lost a part of himself.
“What’s the matter, Anakin?” She taunted him. “Afraid this trinket may mean more than the one you gave me?”
He flushed, lips tightened. He closed his eyes and briefly turned his face away before looking back at her. Measuring his words carefully, filling each one with restrained venom, he pointed a gloved finger at her and said, “This is not over. There will be no separation. End your affair tonight or I will.” He turned his back and quickly exited through the courtyard.
She glanced at her wrist and noticed it was starting to bruise. She rubbed her wrist and watched his silhouette disappear into the distance. The hint of satisfaction slowly appeared on her face. The game was set. Anakin was standing at the very edge darkness. It would take less than a nudge to send him over. The last truth left to be revealed would be more than enough. If everything followed through as she predicted, Obi-Wan would unwittingly do the honors, severing their friendship and destroying what remained of Anakin’s marriage. And in two days, she would be far away from it all, starting her life with Palo.
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Anakin could barely focus on the discussions taking place in the council chambers. As soon as he delivered the news of General Grievous’s location, speculations and calculations went back and forth from member to member. He remained silent for most the meeting, casting his gaze often over the heads of masters Kloon and Fisto toward the early morning skyline of Coruscant. Traffic was moving pretty slow, as the sun’s bright orange yellow beams glinted off the buildings. Padme would be stirring out of her slumber and snuggling closer to him had things been the way they should have. It used to feel good to think of her first thing in the morning, now it brought nothing but pain. The mission was his chance to prove himself to Padme and the council members. It would also serve as way to put distance between himself and her. He cast his gaze to the floor wanting to push her from this mind and concentrate…
“I don’t understand how the chancellor came to discover the whereabouts of Grievous.” Mace’s voice broke his train of thought and snapped him back to the matter at hand. “We have no reports of such findings.”
The diminutive Jedi Master Yoda still coordinated defensive measures on Reisa 4 and responded via hologram. “Unlikely it is seems, that know this he would and we would not.”
Obi-Wan rubbed his beard in thought and turned toward his right. “Anakin, did he tell you how this was discovered?”
He leaned forward and rested his arms on his legs, weaving his fingers together as he spoke. “An encoded message was sent in a diplomatic packet from the viceroy of Ando indicating Grievous’s presence.”
“This could end up another dead end,” Master Kloon remarked.
“We can’t afford assumptions.” Obi-Wan replied.
Yoda tapped his gimmer stick. “Move quickly, we should. End this war will, upon his capture.”
“Master Yoda is right. There is no telling when another opportunity will present itself.” Anakin looked around the room.
“Our resources are being stretched thin.” Obi-Wan said, "Once Grevious is captured, Palpatine will have to release the emergency powers back to the Senate and he will have to step down."
"And if he doesn't?" Mace asked with a raised eyebrow.
Ki Adi answered, "It would be up to the Jedi remove him and see to a peaceful transition of power back to the senate."
"Dangerous this will be. Great care we must take." Yoda said gravely.
All members exchanged glances and nodded.
Mace remarked, “We are all in agreement.”
There was a brief moment of silence before Obi wan spoke, "Our resources are being stretched thin. “At the moment, we can only afford to send one Jedi with a regiment of clones.”
Anakin raised his chin and looked around at each master before resting them on Mace, “I would like to be considered for this mission.”
“You are needed here. Besides, I think someone with more experience is required for this mission—a master.” Mace leaned back in his chair and rested both arms along the armrest.
Anakin lips tightened in to a thin line and his eyes hardened with resentment. Again, he was being stepped over as if he were some minor detail. He dropped his gaze to the floor.
“I will go,” a haughty voice answered. Anakin met Avaryce with an ice-cold glare.
Anakin some how found the strength to be cordial, “No offense, Master Lindo, but you do not have any experience with General Grievous’ fighting style.”
“True, but I do have natural ability beyond that of the force, and I have mastered Count Dooku’s fighting style. I believe he trained General Grievous in the form as well.” Avaryce trounced Anakin’s attempt to cast a shadow of doubt.
Anakin could only offer a tight smile and looked away.
“Avaryce, I choose,” Yoda said immediately.
“I agree. He is an excellent choice.” Ki-Adi spoke through his hologram based in the Gausi system.
Mace looked around the room. “It is settled then. This session is adjourned.”
While the masters prepared to leave, Anakin was already walking through the doors. The opportunity that was to be his last hope was now gone, snatched up by chance and a supercilious Jedi Master. His jaw muscles tensed as he recalled his glimpse of Avaryce’s smirk as he walked out of the door.
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Avaryce waited until nearly all the council members left room. He slowly approached a small group of three masters conversing with each other. “Master Windu,” Avaryce stood behind the Korun Jedi master with his hands clasped humbly in his sleeves. Mace turned toward him and Avaryce continued humbly, “I wonder if I might have a moment with you… in private.”
“Of course, Avaryce.” Mace nodded his head and excused himself from the other masters. Avaryce led Mace into the corner of an empty corridor.
He said, “There is a matter that I am forced to bring to your attention. It’s rather unsettling. I-I could hardly believe it when I saw it.”
Mace furled his brow, concern evident in his features. “What is it?”
Avaryce glanced away briefly and sighed. “I didn’t want to bring this up in session before speaking with you or master Yoda first. It deeply troubles me, Master.” Avaryce retrieved the datapad from his pocket and handed to Mace. “I received this document only hours ago. It proves undeniably that young Skywalker has broken one of our most sacred codes.”
Avaryce watched with a glint of pleasure as Mace’s eyes shifted back and forth through the information on the datapad. His eyes suddenly stopped as if stuck on one particular line and his eyebrows unfurled. Without looking up he disputed the document’s claims, “This is impossible. It must be an elaborate lie.” He looked at Avaryce and continued, “Perhaps someone knows that Anakin is watching the chancellor, and is trying to cause friction between him and the council.”
Avaryce shook his head despairingly. “I don’t see how it that’s the case when it has been certified by a Nubian officiant.”
Mace looked down at the datapad. “How did you get this?” He looked back up at Avaryce as he shook it in his hand.
“It was sent to me anonymously, Master, the post droid delivered it.” Avaryce shrugged helplessly. “I didn’t know what else to do.”
If it was one thing Lord Sidious and Count Dooku instructed him on, it was how to mask the nature of his force signature. Mace Windu was known for his ability in detecting lie from truth and good from evil. Avaryce was especially careful around Windu and made certain his metal shields were sealed seamlessly.
Mace studied Avaryce for a long time before responding. It was as if he were searching for something for a tiny indication amongst a collage of numerous details. “We’ll have to investigate this matter immediately. Contact Senator Amidala. We need her to confirm the validity of this document. For now, keep this to yourself until we get to the bottom of this.”
“Yes, Master,” Avaryce said, bowing at the neck. He raised his head and watched Mace shrink into the length of the corridor. The game was set. All pieces were in place and all that was left to occur was the fall of the knight.
TBC...
NEXT: TWELVE- The pull of the Undertow
Avaryce strikes a deal, Palpatine reveals himself
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Oh wow! Talk about twist upon twist! Poor Anakin everything is set against him and he has no-one to turn to. I have no idea where you're going with this and I'm on tender-hooks to find out. Brilliant update. POST FAST!! 
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We are not splitting up
A very chilling phrase and it's unfortunate Padme didn't recognize it.
She doesn't seem to be aware of what Anakin is capable of.
It'll be interesting to see what Mace does now that he knows Anakin's big secret.
Great update
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I feel so sorry for Anakin.
“Or what?” Her arms grew taught as she spat out every word that followed. “I am ready for whatever you think you can do about it. You are the one who’s changed…not me. I deserve more than what you are able to give! I deserve better…you know this! I have been nothing but good to you!”
I think Padme's being rather a b****. She doesn't even begin to deserve Anakin and his love at this point. I just want to know where the good version of Padme went (there were two Padme's, or something to that effect, at the ball).
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WOW sorry before the delay guys. Between finals and class projects and those dreaded due dates I have been swamped. Every chance I had I have been working on the next two chapters simutaneously on my phone. Could you believe?! I bought a smartphone just so I could write my chapters on the go. I will have something up as soon as I can.
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This post actually is about your other story, The Fantastic Journey. It was locked so couldn’t leave a review. Anywho, I LOVED LOVED LOVED that story it was simply AMAZING.
Vader’s gradual transformation back to Anakin was perfectly done. I nearly cried when Anakin let Padmé go in order to save her. Then I wanted to scream when she was about to marry Arturo. The ending was beautiful & I nearly cried again! 
My apologies that this post is not about OVERCOME. I have to hold off on reading that for now. Padmé is my favorite character & just don’t have the courage to read stuff that has her dying or doing yucky things.
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YES!!! I have finally gotten an update ready for you guys and I am really really sorry for the delay. There are only about 7 or 8 chapters left in the story. I have chapter 13 pretty much written out I just need to add some "fat" to it. I am taking two classes at once plus I am busy with work. I hope to have this story completed by the end of the summer. Hang on with me guys, the ending is near and you won't believe it.
Helen_Taft: Thanks. Anakin does have everything against him now but things are about to change.
Kelia: As far as Padme goes, the time will come when everything will become clear to her.
ROTS: Where did the good Padme go? I don't know what you are talking about. 
Lisbev: thanks
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Twelve – The pull of the undertow
It took more effort to hide the shock and the disappointment he felt as he watched her exit the council room chambers. Obi-Wan absently stroked his beard confused that only weeks ago, Padme admitted she loved another man and carried his child. Now she seemingly contradicted that by verifying a secret union with his best friend that existed before the start of clone wars.
He knew profound feelings existed between Padme and Anakin, but he never expected either to give in to them, especially Anakin. It was a bond she and Anakin didn't trust him enough to divulge. However, now was not the time to realize any hurt this caused.
An ominous chill passed through him at that moment--a feeling that something terrible was going to happen. It reminded him of the eerie silence that preceded the death of his own master. There was something about Padme’s responses that didn't sit right with Obi-Wan. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing...an important piece to her story. Her statements were worded carefully, truthful but with an air of ambiguity. Her impassive expression betrayed nothing and was crafted as well as her statements. She offered no more than the council required. Never too general or too specific, she satisfied the interrogation without hesitation or surprise. It was as if she knew what to expect.
As he listened to her statements, Obi-Wan sensed the same minute disturbances in Padme's force signature as before nearly imperceptible to those close to her, otherwise flawless to those who weren’t. Last time he brushed it off as an effect of her pregnancy. This time it was something entirely different. Considering the gravity of the situation, the slight imperfections in her light concerned Obi wan more. He noted strange bruises on her wrist.
As he questioned the cause, a sinking feeling made him wonder if perhaps Anakin was somehow involved. He had hoped this was not the result of Anakin finally knowing a painful truth. Obi-Wan hoped that Anakin wouldn’t or didn’t let his anger get the best of him. However, it would explain why he had been so agitated and withdrawn lately.
Perhaps Padme told him about Palo.
He thought that perhaps there was a way Anakin could come through this with his future as a Jedi still intact. Obi-Wan furled his brow as a fresh worry plagued his thoughts.
Was she really carrying Palo's child or Anakin's?
It wasn't clear whether the other council members sensed her pregnancy. Still, Obi-Wan did not want Anakin's career sacrificed for a child that may not be his or for a hopeless marriage that can be undone.
“There was no lie in her statements. She is indeed Anakin’s wife.” A heavy silence followed Mace's words. The air was laden with a mixture of shock and disappointment.
Yoda slowly passed a hand over sparse white hair. His eyes cast downward. “Grave is this development.”
“We have no choice but to expel him from the Order.” Ki Adi’s holographic image spoke slowly.
Obi-Wan looked at each council member in hopes of a sign of mercy from the guarded visages. He finally lowered his gaze to his hand resting on the arm of his chair. Obi-Wan knew how much it meant to Anakin to be a Jedi. It gave him purpose and hope. It helped him focus and control his enormous abilities to serve the greater good. Obi-wan recalled the selfless feats he made to save lives and fulfill his duty as Jedi knight. More than anything Anakin wanted to live up to the standards the masters before him had set.
Often times, he struggled reconciling his personal goals with the emotions in his heart in the pursuit of perfecting himself. Anakin was conflicted the moment he returned from his first mission alone. Now Obi-Wan knew why. He had to find way to persuade the other masters to give Anakin time to clear up the matter. He hoped that perhaps Anakin would see reason and let Padme be with Palo, and save his place in the Order. However, if Anakin were indeed the father, there would be no going back.
“Something to add, Master Kenobi?”
Obi-Wan met Yoda's emerald gaze. The large knowing emerald eyes conveyed a mixture of sympathy and understanding. Yoda understood the pain of losing a close friend and former padawan. Obi-Wan finally spoke, "I feel we should delay our decision in this, until Anakin has had a chance to be heard."
"I doubt if his statements will contradict the senator's. Either way he must answer for his decision," Ki Adi turned toward him, his holographic image flickered as he spoke.
"This is the first time something like this has happened in the history of the Jedi Order. The code calls for his expulsion. As an expelled knight, he would not receive the honors the lost twenty have received. Anakin has come too far and demonstrated great ability. He shouldn't be dispatched like this." Obi-Wan said looking at both Yoda and Ki.
“I must say, as radical as his actions are, I am not certain that now is the right time for this, Masters.” Shaak Ti spoke softly as she addressed the masters. “He is a knight with exceptional skill. Our numbers have drastically dwindled during the course of this war. I feel we will need him before it is over.”
“The war is practically over now. Master Lindo is on his way to capture Grievous.” Plo Koon raised his head toward Shaak.
“And until he is neutralized, the war resumes without change.”
Mace reasoned, “No one here wants to Anakin expelled. Yes, he is a powerful Jedi with great potential. But the code is the code and we must abide by it.”
“Masters, is he not the chosen one?” Shaak Ti asked, “Is he not the one who will bring balance to the force? Should we just sever all ties? He has yet to fulfill the destiny the prophesy has laid before him.”
“That is a prophecy that misread could have been.” Yoda said cryptically. “A serious violation he has committed against the code. Be ignored this cannot. Impossible it will be for Skywalker to remain a Jedi. I understand your disappointment, but chose young Skywalker did to break the code. Knew well he did the consequences of his actions.” Yoda said tapping his gimmer stick on the floor.
“I am aware of the severity of Anakin’s actions, Master. I understand that it cannot stand in the Order, but I believe that he should be given an opportunity to rectify this.” Obi-Wan realized that his persistence may be construed as Master-Padawan attachment, but he didn’t care. He had to give Anakin an opportunity to save himself. “He shouldn’t be dishonorably expelled.”
“Rectify? Obi-Wwan, Anakin is bound to the Senator by marriage. He cannot abandon her.” Ki Adi shook his head.
“Is that commitment any different from the commitment he had to the order?”
"What else can we do? His actions have left the council no other option but expulsion. Our hands are tied."
"Why should we show preferential treatment for Anakin? He has committed a violation. It should treated as such." Saesee Tiin, the Iktotchi Jedi master, questioned his fellow council members.
"Yes, although very few, we have had violations before, but none have been like this. Anakin should not get special treatment, however the type of violation should. This situation requires a different course of action because it may not have to result in his expulsion. I agree with Obi-Wan. This matter can go either way. Anakin should be allowed to choose." Shaak Ti leaned before and folded her hands neatly on her lap, content with her decision.
Obi-Wan observed that the majority was not swayed by anything that was said. He sighed deeply and asked, “Isn’t it natural to err? No one is perfect. No one is infallible. This is especially true within the Jedi Order. We all have opportunities to admit our mistakes and our faults. We all are given chances to rectify or atone for most of them. Anakin is one of our own. We should show him compassion and allow him to decide whether his mistake was getting married or remaining a Jedi.”
“I doubt this will do any good. He has an attachment to the Senator.” Mace glanced around the room. “He will not let her go. My feelings tell me that he will prefer to leave the order.”
“Then we should allow his next action to determine our judgment. He can remain married and surrender his lightsaber or renounce his marriage and remain a Jedi.” Obi-Wan concluded.
“Yes.” Yoda stroked his chin as he nodded. "Until a decision he makes, suspended he will be. But quickly he must decide or decide for him the council will." Yoda ears twitched slightly.
"I have a bad feeling about this. Someone who will potentially become more powerful than us all could be exposed to corruption through love. His love for the senator may have developed an attachment. We all know that is a path to the darkside." Kit Fisto said as he tapped his fingers on the arm of the chair.
"Skywalker will make the right decision. Jedi or not, he has been trained to know the line between the light and the dark." Mace said glancing at Kit.
“A choice between the order and his wife?” Kit shook his tentacled head. “This will not go well."
“It is a choice he must make. He cannot have both. On this I am sure we all agree.” Yoda said.
Mace raised his eyebrows, expectantly. “Are we all in agreement on this?
The ayes returned largely in unison with few stragglers. Obi-Wan agreed and prayed to the force that Anakin would be levelheaded enough to see reason. He hoped that by this time, Padme had told him everything and Anakin's decision would that much easier to make.
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The hum of the ship engines filled Avaryce’s ears he walked down the ramp toward the shuttle bay of the Republic assault cruiser. His cloak billowed behind his footsteps as he pulled on his leather gloves. His lightsaber glinted in the light as it swung back and fourth on his belt. The area was moderately filled with shuttles of various sizes, containers and a small Jedi Starfighter. An astromech droid was already inserted in the slot and preparing the ship for takeoff. There was a small cluster of clone troopers standing before the shuttle bay console. Just above the console was a holographic image of the planet Ando, where General Grievous was reported to be located.
The cluster of troopers opened up as Avaryce walked through and he asked, “Commander Neyo, what is the report from intelligence?”
Commander Neyo, with his helmet tucked under his arm, looked over shoulder at Avaryce and pointed to a spot on the hologram, “Most of the cities are concentrated here. Intelligence reports Grievous could be hiding here in this particular city. It’s the most cavernous and is a perfect location for him to hide.”
Avaryce gazed at the point indicated and considered the best approach. After a few seconds past, he nodded his head as if an answer was suddenly revealed. “Very well. I will go down and investigate." Avaryce started walking toward his starfighter and continued, "When I find him, G3-K2 will give you my signal to engage. When you arrive, make sure nothing gets on or off the planet.”
Neyo obediently responded, “Yes, sir.”
Avaryce offered a brief nod before climbing into the cockpit. As the cockpit dome closed, Avaryce allowed a smile to tug at the corner of his mouth. He found a way to take advantage of both the Jedi and the Sith. The council ordered that Grievous be neutralized and Lord Sidious obviously wanted him out of the way. Avaryce was certain he would deliver. However, he would see that the result benefited his own cause.
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Palpatine looked up from his desk and sighed dejectedly, “It disappoints me so that the Jedi continue to disregard you. I didn’t expect them to overlook you for this mission.”
“Neither did I.” Anakin paced slowly before the desk and shook his head. “My trust in them has shaken, as is their trust in me. I feel there are things going on that they wish to exclude me from.” He could not deny the mounting frustration and hurt was reaching a critical mass. It just stoked the rage he struggled to control.
“Such is the case when it comes to power.” He leaned back in his chair. “Once its achieved, they will d | |