Chapter 9: Empire Day is Totally Destroyed Part 2

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Chapter 9: Empire Day Crashing and Burning the Second Part

Coruscant, Core Worlds

Empire Day Evening

Imperial Palace Sabotage

3648 ATC

From my position hiding in the archways. I watch as four shadow guards pass by, completely oblivious to my presence. Using the Force, I am using a Force cloak to hide my presence, but since I do not practice with my Force abilities much as of late, I don't know if they will even work or not, but apparently they work enough. Shifting my body, I land on my feet with a small thud. Using my senses to detect anyone else. When I do not find anyone, I cautiously make my way through the dark and eerie halls, still suspicious. So far, opposition has been relatively light. and no doubt that the forces I contended with outside are reporting in that someone has broken the perimeter, but because it's Empire day, they cannot interrupt the celebration outside. The Emperor would be most displeased if his grand day was soundly ruined.

Even now, the muffled voices of those idiots making speeches can be heard outside. Some of the most prestigious and recognized senators. I took the liberty of knowing who is speaking, and when, not that I really need to know. I need only complete the goal that I working towards. I can find words of falseness and deceit in far better places for virtually nothing.

The Force guides me around the endless and lengthy hallways until I find myself at a heavily-sealed door. I'm not breaking through this without some heavy weapons or hacking, or the Force. Heavy weapons would not be ideal, as the noise would give me away instantly. Hacking has many ways to go wrong as I could be traced back to the source. The Force?

Wait, maybe I do not have to use anything but the Force. I remember once listening to the advice and wisdom of a Jedi Master from an old Jedi Holocron. She said there is the Force. Everything is connected to the Force, life and death, animate and inanimate. All things in the physical world can be affected by the Force. Nothing can be truly concealed from the Force. If one focuses enough, one could pierce through even the most deceptive of things. I do not know how much I believe this because if I recall correctly, the Emperor was once called the Supreme Chancellor. If the Jedi could really see everything, why could they not sense the Dark Lord of the Sith?

In any case, I concentrate on the Force around me. The feeling of peace and tranquility come to me, and I can now see differently. It is strange, being able to see what others cannot, and yet, I am barely scratching the surface. I have used the Force before, at least some of the offensive and defensive capabilities, but due to Force sensitives being somewhat of an uncommon sight in the galaxy as of late, it would be unwise of me to draw too much attention to myself.

Then again, I already have drawn too much attention to myself. I am Archangel, after all. The Core Worlds of the Empire have been experiencing painful stabs and slashes that I have inflicted upon them, and still the Empire learns nothing from all of their encounters with me. If they had truly learned from their mistakes, I would have already been captured and most likely executed, but that would be far too beneath the Emperor to simple kill one person who was a thorn in his side, so maybe he would find some use in me as some sort of test subject. Just take a good look at his Shadow Guards for the proof.

Speaking of getting caught, the Force tells me about the presence of others within the building. I can sense them all, and I can sense someone approaching my location. I best do this quickly.

The Force allows me to see the giant door in front of me. I can see through the exterior and into the locking mechanism. If I do this correctly, I can make it look like that the door was just opened with no explanation It simply was. The locking mechanism is constantly whirling, moving, shifting, and adapting, no doubt to try deter potential hackers from solving the puzzle, but I can instantly recognize the patterns when looking close enough. My mind knows what I am looking at because somewhere in the distant past, I have seen this before.

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