Flames of Fate {Daenerys x Anakin Story}

Chapter 46: The Last Stand of the Jedi

The Galactic Senate Chamber in the Senate Building on Coruscant was eerily quiet after the momentous meeting that denounced the Jedi Order and declared the dawn of the Galactic Empire. The empty chamber echoed the tense silence, which was abruptly shattered as the small, robed figure of Grand Master Yoda entered the room with a determined gait. His eyes glowed with the knowledge of what needed to be done.

Without hesitation, Yoda raised his three-fingered hand and, with a powerful force push, sent the red-cloaked guards of Emperor Palpatine crashing against the walls, rendering them unconscious. Their bodies slumped to the ground, lifeless for the moment.

Sidious turned slowly to face Yoda, his eyes glittering with malice and amusement. The room seemed to darken with his presence. "Master Yoda," he sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You survived."

"Surprised, are you?" Yoda replied, his tone calm yet laced with a hint of mockery. "A new apprentice, you have. Emperor, you have proclaimed yourself."

Sidious laughed, making a harsh, mocking sound. "Two new apprentices, your arrogance blinds you, Master Yoda. Now, you will experience the full power of the dark side."

With a flick of his fingers, Sidious unleashed a torrent of force lightning. The blue energy crackled and hissed as it shot across the room, striking Yoda and sending him hurtling into the far wall. Yoda grunted in pain as he hit the wall but quickly recovered, summoning the force to cushion his impact.

Ignoring Sidious' taunts, Yoda retaliated with a powerful force push of his own, sending the Sith Lord sprawling over his desk in a heap. "Over, your reign is over. And not short enough it was," Yoda declared, his voice firm and unwavering.

Sidious scrambled to his feet, a snarl of anger contorting his features. Realizing that this battle would not be easily won, he attempted to flee. But Yoda was swift, blocking his path with a leap and igniting his green lightsaber with a snap-hiss.

"So be it, Jedi," Sidious growled, igniting his own crimson blade. "Darth Vader will become more powerful than either of us."

"Faith in Vader, misplaced it may be," Yoda countered, his voice filled with sorrow and resolve.

The duel began with a flurry of strikes and parries, with the clash of their lightsabers sending sparks flying. Sidious and Yoda were both masters of their respective forms, and their skills were evenly matched. They moved through the office, furniture and objects flying in their wake as they clashed.

Their fight moved to the Chancellor's Podium, which rose through the retractable ceiling into the Grand Convocation Chamber itself. The expansive chamber, with its towering columns and endless rows of Senate pods, became the new battlefield.

Sidious found his movements hampered by the small size of the podium, while Yoda's Ataru style and diminutive stature allowed him to nimbly dart around the Sith Lord. Yoda's acrobatic leaps and spins were a blur of green light as he relentlessly pressed the attack.

In a deft maneuver, Yoda managed to dislodge Sidious' lightsaber, sending it clattering to the floor. Sidious let out a roar of rage and leapt to a higher Senate pod, using the Force to rip other pods from their mounts and hurl them at Yoda.

Yoda nimbly dodged from one pod to another, his agility and speed allowing him to avoid the improvised projectiles. He attempted to close the distance and re-engage Sidious in close combat, but the Sith Lord's assault was too intense, with each pod thrown with deadly precision.

As he dodged yet another Senate pod, Yoda felt a profound realization settle upon him. This was more than just a battle between light and dark; it was a confrontation of philosophies, of beliefs, and of destiny itself. The Jedi had lost the war before it had even begun; their downfall was orchestrated over centuries by the Sith.

Yoda, focusing intently, saw the Senate pod hurtling towards him. With a gesture, he redirected the spinning pod back at Sidious. The Dark Lord, momentarily overextended, could not counter the projectile with the Force and had to leap to a lower pod, sacrificing his advantageous position.

Seeing his opportunity, Yoda sprang into action. He leaped gracefully onto Sidious's new perch, igniting his green lightsaber mid-air. But before Yoda could strike, Sidious unleashed a torrent of Force lightning. The crackling blue energy tore Yoda's lightsaber from his grip, forcing the Jedi Master to rely on tutaminis to absorb the attack.

Sidious advanced, intensifying the power of his lightning. Yoda strained, his small body trembling under the onslaught, but he held his ground, focusing on the energy swirling around him. With a tremendous effort, Yoda began redirecting the lightning back at Sidious, forming a glowing blue orb of raw Force energy between them. Sidious's eyes widened in shock as he felt the power of Yoda's counterattack.

Sidious began to reel, stumbling backward under the pressure of the redirected energy. But just as Yoda seemed poised to turn the tide, the combined force of their powers reached a critical mass, resulting in a massive explosion of Force energy. The blast hurled both combatants through the air.

Sidious was sent tumbling head-over-heels to the edge of his pod. Clinging desperately to the guardrails, he barely managed to stop himself from falling. Yoda, however, was not so fortunate. Positioned at the very edge of the pod during the explosion and weighing very little, he was blasted clear of the pod. Yoda flew through the air, hurtling towards the Chancellor's podium high above the Senate floor.

He struck the podium hard, his small body rolling off the main platform to the edge. Desperately, Yoda tried to climb back up, his fingers scrabbling for a hold on the smooth surface. But his grip failed, and with a final, desperate attempt, he fell several stories to the floor below.

Sidious's triumphant cackle echoed through the chamber. "You cannot stop the Dark Side, Yoda. The Sith shall rule the galaxy once more!"

Bruised and battered, Yoda lay on the floor, realizing the futility of continuing the battle. He understood that the galaxy's hope now rested not in his ability to defeat Sidious in single combat but in surviving to guide the next generation. Yoda crawled into the shadows, slipping into the ventilation shafts.

Navigating the maze of ducts, Yoda moved as silently and swiftly as he could. He knew he needed to reach Bail Organa. The fate of the galaxy depended on it. Eventually, he dropped into the Senator's airspeeder, which was hovering just outside the building.

Senator Bail Prestor Organa, visibly shaken but resolute, pulled Yoda into the airspeeder. "Master Yoda, are you all right?"

Yoda nodded, though his eyes were heavy with the weight of their defeat. "To exile, I must go. I have failed. But there is hope; there still is. Hidden, we must remain until the time is right."

As they sped away, Yoda looked back at the Senate Building, now under the control of the Sith. He knew that his retreat was not an admission of defeat but a strategic withdrawal. The light of the Jedi would endure, hidden in the shadows, waiting for the moment to rise again. And until that day, Yoda would continue to fight in his own way, guiding and protecting the few who remained, ensuring that the hope for freedom and justice would never be extinguished.

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AUTHORS NOTE!

Of course I had to write a chapter of Yoda & Palpatines duel. This was really fun to write actually.