This fic is rated: PG-13
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairing: Mace Windu, Chancellor Palpatine
Timeline: during RotS
Summary: Mace sees a shatterpoint ...
Inspiration: watching a whole bunch of "alternate ending" vids on youtube
Warnings: violence of a particularly cringe-inducing kind, if you're a guy
Word Count: 100 (on the nose, first draft)
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted
were_lemur,
skywalker_days My FanFic MasterlistDisclaimer: George Lucas owns Star Wars. I own a 22-year-old pickup truck. I hope that Mr. Lucas will accept this story as the tribute to his genius it is, and not sue me for what little I have. No infringement is intended, no profit is being made.
Caught in desperate combat, Mace looked into the Force. And for one, fleeting moment, he saw a shatterpoint -- a weakness in Palpatine's defense. It was not the Jedi way -- but the cost of defeat was unthinkable.
He rammed his knee straight up.
Palpatine doubled over. Mace released the activation plate on his lightsaber -- he was here to make an arrest. But he was too slow. Even as it shrunk away, the purple blade burned its way through Palpatine's shoulder, down into his chest.
The Chancellor -- the Sith Lord -- was dead before he hit the ground.