Peace is a Lie. (/Imbalance.)

Part 2

Note: AU.

Also... WRITER'S BLOCK UGGGGH. :\ My brain feels dead these days. I'm already bad at action scenes, and this just makes it worse... Words just don't come out. So... sorry if the fight scenes seem dull.

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With every passing moment the Dark presses stronger and stronger, diminishing the power of its counterpart. Nobody, especially the wielders of Light, could give a logical explanation on why or how; there was only confirmation that the phenomenon was happening.

Sidious could feel the darkness seeping into his creaking bones, pushing and expanding his powers, seemingly ushering it to grow into something magnificent. It felt wonderful- the glorious thought of reigning a galaxy-wide Empire, the pleasant itch of his Force Lightning increased to extreme magnitudes, the bowed heads of countless slaves, all his...

Count Dooku had been assassinated just a few standard hours ago; nonetheless, his death was not of concern. The man was old and therefore dispensable, and with his careful manipulation throughout the years, he would soon have a new apprentice to replace his mediocre pawn.

Inside his empty office and sitting in his cushioned chair, viewing the durasteel Coruscant skyline blend into the shimmering pink-orange background, the Sith Lord cackled, blue eyes abruptly flashing a tinge of hysterical yellow.

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"We must destroy the Sith, my friend. Those feeble scum are unworthy of their title and their claim of domination over the Force."

The Son had led Anakin to a quiet, unoccupied location near the Senate building. In his uncontrolled excitement, the entity's red eyes glowed just a bit brighter today.

Anakin could not help but let out an enthusiastic smile. "Finally, the ultimate Sith Lord shall be destroyed, and the War shall perish. Finally, all the lives lost shall be avenged..." Eagerly, his yellow eyes met the Son's gaze, his cold, passionate voice firm and determined. "Tell me who I shall slaughter."

"Palpatine. I am sure that name sounds familiar."

His companion nodded as his eyes shone bright with bloodlust, and the Son's heart soared; the death of that twisted crook shall soon come! Yet there was also that slightest bit of mistrust- after all, the sniveling monstrosity had been at Anakin side for more than a decade, providing false nurture and feeding him twisted lies. The Son leaned down until he could whisper into Anakin's ears:

"Quell all the disbelief that may exist in your heart, for when he reveals his true self, you will see..."

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He had heard a few sounds outside- why was there a scuffle right at the entrance of his office? And did he hear the ignition of a lightsaber!? Where was the security-

He could feel Skywalker's presence, except now laced with pain and overwhelmed by some strangely irrational fear. That was enough of an explanation- the young one was urgent on something. (But Sidious never knew Skywalker to go on such extent as to openly massacre innocent guards.)

The door slid open, then quickly shut back; the Chancellor pretended to be still viewing the contents discharged from his holoprojector. The aged man slowly rose from his chair as his young Anakin stepped into his office.

"Welcome, my friend." A kind, charismatic smile materialized onto the wrinkled face as sharp blue eyes crinkled in a fake yet all-too-realistic welcome. The Sith Lord in disguise quickly noted the corruption of young Skywalker's- the yellow-tinted, callous and deranged eyes, the darkened ring of skin, veins jutting out on his neck, the trickles of black that laced like thick, unruly vines...