Battle of Wills
Star Wars Episode III AU
ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ
ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ
Running, Anakin ran as fast as his feet would allow him to the Chancellor’s office. He knew something was bound to happen, and he was not there to stop him. Just as he entered, Mace Windu flew out of the window after being electrocuted by Palpatine. Skywalker screamed as he watched one of the Jedi masters fall to his death. Standing right near Sheev, a man dressed in black was hovering near. Slowly, the being turned to face the knight that stood there in shock. Ani stared at the other, identical to him, but this one was sneering menacingly towards him. Pulling his saber from his belt, he ignited the blue blade that aided him in the Clone Wars before this. The clone stepped forward as his weapon came to life. The exact mock of his, both Anakins walked to get closer as the now Emperor rose to his feet. Glaring the warrior did not understand at first, but the twin did not give him a second to think. Managing to twist his blade up, he caught the blade as both crackled as they met in sparks. It was going to be a fight, a battle of wills. Both were equally matched as they were the same person, but Anakin was the original. Pushing the imposter's sword off of his own, he twirled as the air became intense.
'Focus, take him down. Avenge the fallen.'
Walking around, both men circled as he went to strike the clone down, merely missing as the other spun out of the way. Grinding his teeth, he went to unleash a series of strikes to try to push him into a corner. The double kept up with every slash and attempt as the enemy saw an opening - aiming at Skywalker's side as he lifted his arms to release another set.
Screaming in agony, Skywalker clutched his side and almost dropped his saber. The weapon he was supposed to guard with his life. How many times had he been lectured by Obi-Wan for misplacing the valuable weapon? So many times. . . Still, the pain of the saber from the man that looked identical to him, cut through. It made him scream and drop down in front of the clone. A gasp and groan escaped, it hurt to breathe. The gash was on his left side. Anakin moved away, using his legs to try to escape the man. No monster. His saber rolled away from him during his collapse. The menace raised his own to cut Skywalker down, but Ani still had fight in him. He called his weapon, the extension to himself in his hand, and stopped the other’s blade from piercing him again. Palpatine was laughing hysterically the whole while. The former Chancellor and friend of the Jedi was no help. This laughter echoed in his mind as he focused and channeled his pain away from the wound. Breathing, he managed to kick the double’s legs out from under him.
There was a reason Anakin was the top of his class. He was not sloppy. Not like this person. If he could call him one. . . Looking up, he saw the yellow eyes - not like this baby blues. They went through him. This creature was pure evil, and he was trying to take everything from him making him what to curl into a ball and retreat, but he could not back down now. Those eyes would haunt him for the rest of his days. . . The twin fell as his legs were swept out from under him, giving Skywalker time to get up. There was no way he was going to win this duel, not with both with even abilities. The only thing he could do was dart out of the office, striking the panel as he left, so the blaster door trapped both men inside. He didn't have time to think, he needed to get to his ship. Every step he took as he ran down the halls was painful. It was difficult to breathe, he had to stop once or twice before hopping into his craft. Flying away, he headed to the temple to see if any survivors made it.
`Please let me not be the only one that made it out.`
The Jedi did not know that everyone in the scared place was gone and already taken out. His gut twisted as he prayed to the Force and anything that would hear him.