《Underestimate Me ⇝ anakin skywalker x reader {book 1}》75.
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I joined the council in the briefing room. All the other members besides Master Windu and I were on holograms as they all were disbanded into different points in the galaxy where the Separatists have tried to continue their final attacks. Commander Cody of the 212th attack battalion, or Obi-Wans legion, interrupted our meeting midway.
"Excuse our interruption. General Kenobi requests a status report on the reinforcements we requested." He says.
"General Skywalker and his battalion are preparing in the Hangar now. A good portion of his men are coming from another system and he waits their arrival. It won't be long." Master Windu informs him.
"General Kenobi has made contact with Grievous. We don't know how long we can hold them off." Commander said,
"I should go with them, Commander Gree is not far from the Utapau system now." I offer,
"Hmm." Master Windu debates a moment, "Inform Commander Gree to help Master Kenobi's raid on Utapau, this will give Skywalker time to collect his troopers. But you must stay put. Also inform the Chancellor of the status of Grievous, his reaction will be a tell sign of his intentions." He orders me.
I only nod and exit the room but my insides are burning. Why does he continue to move me like a pawn against the Chancellor. The Jedi must know that if the Chancellor is taken out the Council receives temporary claim of the senate, then where will the Galaxy be. It frustrates me thinking that the Republic is merely a toss up of people who only want to control it for their own sakes and not for the people.
I sent the plans to Gree and arranged for his troops to help Obi-Wan on Utapau as I flew in a fighter to the Senate building. Running to his door, I slowed down to meet him at his desk as he viewed files.
"Chancellor." I greet him, "We have just received the report that Master Kenobi and his troops have made contact with General Grievous." I told him. I waited for his reaction, hoping for the confirmation the Jedi hoped for, but also hoped it was wrong.
"Well then, I hope Master Kenobi is up for the challenge." He said, "I assume you'll be off to help then?"
"No, they've deployed General Skywalker for that." I tell him.
"A pity they never see your potential. They're too blinded by this idea of the Chosen One." He shook his head, "Always using their superstar and ignoring you. Just like they did when you were a Padawan." He said, standing with me. I felt myself shake with frustration and sadness. Why did they always ignore me?
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"I wish I knew why they chose the way they did." I muttered.
"They don't trust you, (Y/N). They know that your potential seems clouded, and they don't like things they can't see. They don't like things the don't know." He tells me, patting my shoulder to walk with him, "You must break through the fog of lies the Jedi have created around you. You're much different from them because you see that, don't you?"
"I know there are things about the Force that they aren't telling me." I say, "I know there are things they keep from me, and that they have proven to be dishonest from the Code they so often push."
"What you need is a teacher who knows you, who isn't afraid of you." He told me, "Let me teach you about the true ways of the force."
"How do you know the ways of the force?" I felt my heart race. I felt terrified inside.
"My mentor taught me everything about the force." He turned away from my eye, "Even about the nature of the Dark side."
"You know the dark side?" I knitted my brows together as I passed in front of him.
"(Y/N)," I cringed as he said my name, "If one is to tackle the great mystery of the Force, they should study all it's aspects. Not just the narrow, dogmatic way of the Jedi. If one is to become a leader, one should embrace a much larger view of the force." I felt angry. I wanted to slice him right there as scenes of our past meetings began to make sense.
"Be careful of the Jedi, (Y/N). Only through me will you achieve a power greater than any Jedi." His mouth began to move larger as he talked and he walked past me, "Only through me can you achieve a power that can make those who ignored you notice. Learn about the power of the Dark Side of the Force, and you will be able to save your from certain death." His last words bounced around in my mind.
My children.. How did he know? How did he know I was pregnant when the only one who knows was Anakin? And if he knew of my children, he must've known of Anakin.
"Yes, I know." He said, almost as if he read my mind, "You can save them. You can keep Anakin at your side-" I felt anger overwhelm me as I ignited my lightsaber and put it to his back.
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"You're the Sith Lord." I hissed.
"Listen to me," he turned and the innocent face of the man I knew before returned, "use my knowledge, I beg you. You can't be another pawn to the Jedi council. You were made to be more than that. Ever since I've known you, you've been searching for a life greater than what you've been given. One of choice, significance." I allowed my saber to drop as I knew what he was saying but I couldn't focus on it. It felt so wrong, the idea that I already had sought away had come back to me.
"What do you mean." I demanded an answer, when he said nothing I clarified more, "What do you mean I was made for something greater."
"I mean of the legend of the Chosen One, it might have been... Misread by the Jedi." He said, I raised my lightsaber again in protection of Anakin.
"Anakin the Chosen One." I barked.
"No doubt about that." He nodded, "But there are two sides of the force is there not? A Light and a Dark. It seems awfully unfair to have a boy born purely from the light side of the force to destroy the Sith." He took a step away, "That is, unless there was a girl, born purely from the dark side of the force to destroy the Jedi."
"You're wrong! Anakin is to bring balance to the force!" I yelled, he was messing with my brain. It hurt and a part of me wanted to believe him. A part of me wanted to believe there was a reason Anakin and I were drawn to each other because we were equals. A part of me wanted to believe I was significant other than being the one who married and tainted the Chosen One. But of course, I knew none of that could be true. "I have parents! I wasn't born from the force, I was born from two parents."
"So they like think. I think your father knew you weren't his, didn't you ever wonder why he was willing to give you away at such an old age?" He said, looking over his shoulder now, "And what exactly is balance, when one side of the force is overwhelmingly stronger than the other? Last time I checked, balance of something was never when one side was meant to be defeated. That's not a fair battle at all."
I didn't say anything. I was vulnerable here. My mind whizzing with ideas and questions and answers that I so desperately needed. It was too much for me. I felt weak. So I instead allowed my anger to bubble. I allowed my frustration to make me appear stronger to him.
"Are you going to kill me?" Palpatine asked.
"I would certainly like to." I said, the idea of slicing his head off is so tempting. I rose my lightsaber and gripped it tighter at the thought with all the lies he told me. I felt my anger and frustration rise as my mind raced. But the idea I could save my children was something I needed. Even now as I focus I felt their heart beat was slower than normal.
"I know you would." He said, slowly it seemed to the beat of their hearts, "I can feel your anger. It gives you focus, makes you stronger."
Then the thought passed back to when he told Anakin to kill Count Dooku. Anakin refused, but I didn't. That was the first time I showed my true darkness. I threw it away, I pointed my lightsaber down. If I am to stay on the light side, I should be like Anakin.
"I am going to turn you over to the Jedi Council." Even if I didn't believe in their intentions at the moment, that is what Anakin would want me to do.
"Of course, you should. But you're not sure of they're intentions, are you?" He questioned me. I turned off my saber and replaced it back on my belt.
"I will discover the truth of all this." I told him, holding my belly. I will find the truth, for my children's sake.
"You have great wisdom, (Y/N). Something Caleb always admired in you until the council cast him out.." He said as I was leaving, "Learn the power of the Dark Side, the power to save your new family."
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