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Step Into My Parlor by Geo3 (G)
Fandom: Star Wars: Prequel Trilogy
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: The author is not on lj, as far as I know.
Author Website: Geo3's page at fanfiction.net
Why this must be read:
This brief vignette, taking place after Anakin, Obi-Wan, and co. return to Coruscant but before Anakin and Padme leave for Naboo, deals with a meeting between Anakin and Palpatine. What makes it worth recommending? Well, both Anakin and Palpatine are perfectly in character, and the story is written extremely well. But what makes it worth really reccing, to me, is the way Palpatine slowly and subtly seduces Anakin to the dark side of the force. I also have to add that the last line of the fic is perfectly done and absolutely chilling.
Excerpt: "Tell me what is on your mind, Anakin Skywalker."
"Well, sir, when you visited me in the Jedi Temple you asked me to call on you when I was healed."
"So I did. And how does the new arm fare?"
Anakin was in the habit of telling his mentor what was on his mind, and so he felt comfortable offering the truth. "It's a clumsy thing. I can't imagine regaining full use of it, although I practice all the time. It's ... discouraging."
Palpatine looked at him keenly, allowing a silence to build up between them before he asked, "Is that the only thing discouraging you?"
Anakin dropped his eyes, feeling as he had so often before that the older man knew him almost as well as his Master did. The difference was that the Chancellor never judged him or lectured him, whereas nothing he did ever seemed to please Obi-Wan. Anakin decided to speak freely, if only to have the rare pleasure of being heard by a sympathetic ear.
"No." He sighed. "I keep thinking about how easily Master Obi-Wan and I were defeated on Geonosis."
The Chancellor smiled. "Surely not! I have been given to understand that you both fought brilliantly."
"That's just it," Anakin said, earnestly. "We fought as well as we ever have, even after having fought all afternoon in the Arena." He stopped, and his gaze seemed to turn inward, remembering being slammed into the wall effortlessly, by something that felt like a bolt of lightning - by something that drained him of his strength completely. "But I have never experienced power like that before." Anakin paused, but Chancellor Palpatine maintained an attentive silence. The room was still. "I know that Count Dooku was trained as a Jedi, but that he left the Order. I keep asking myself where he learned to use the Force in that way."
"Perhaps you feel that your Masters have left you at a disadvantage?" Palpatine suggested, ever so gently.
Step Into My Parlor
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: The author is not on lj, as far as I know.
Author Website: Geo3's page at fanfiction.net
Why this must be read:
This brief vignette, taking place after Anakin, Obi-Wan, and co. return to Coruscant but before Anakin and Padme leave for Naboo, deals with a meeting between Anakin and Palpatine. What makes it worth recommending? Well, both Anakin and Palpatine are perfectly in character, and the story is written extremely well. But what makes it worth really reccing, to me, is the way Palpatine slowly and subtly seduces Anakin to the dark side of the force. I also have to add that the last line of the fic is perfectly done and absolutely chilling.
Excerpt: "Tell me what is on your mind, Anakin Skywalker."
"Well, sir, when you visited me in the Jedi Temple you asked me to call on you when I was healed."
"So I did. And how does the new arm fare?"
Anakin was in the habit of telling his mentor what was on his mind, and so he felt comfortable offering the truth. "It's a clumsy thing. I can't imagine regaining full use of it, although I practice all the time. It's ... discouraging."
Palpatine looked at him keenly, allowing a silence to build up between them before he asked, "Is that the only thing discouraging you?"
Anakin dropped his eyes, feeling as he had so often before that the older man knew him almost as well as his Master did. The difference was that the Chancellor never judged him or lectured him, whereas nothing he did ever seemed to please Obi-Wan. Anakin decided to speak freely, if only to have the rare pleasure of being heard by a sympathetic ear.
"No." He sighed. "I keep thinking about how easily Master Obi-Wan and I were defeated on Geonosis."
The Chancellor smiled. "Surely not! I have been given to understand that you both fought brilliantly."
"That's just it," Anakin said, earnestly. "We fought as well as we ever have, even after having fought all afternoon in the Arena." He stopped, and his gaze seemed to turn inward, remembering being slammed into the wall effortlessly, by something that felt like a bolt of lightning - by something that drained him of his strength completely. "But I have never experienced power like that before." Anakin paused, but Chancellor Palpatine maintained an attentive silence. The room was still. "I know that Count Dooku was trained as a Jedi, but that he left the Order. I keep asking myself where he learned to use the Force in that way."
"Perhaps you feel that your Masters have left you at a disadvantage?" Palpatine suggested, ever so gently.
Step Into My Parlor