Fiend-205: End of the Clone Wars

Prologue

Anakin: what does this have to do with the condition?

Fiend: I.. I know this may be hard for you, given he is a good friend to you.. but, I need you to spy on him, watch him. if he is the Sith Lord, he may reveal it to you. he won't reveal it to someone like me or Obi-Wan

Anakin looks down, conflicted. Palpatine was his friend, he could never be the Sith Lord.. could he? on the other hand, his wife's, and potentially, his child's lives were on the line. he sighs

Anakin: ok.. I- I'll do it

Fiend: thank you, Anakin. if he reveals himself to you, you let me know first, understood?

Anakin nods, then stands up

Anakin: thank you, really

Fiend nods as Anakin leaves. Fiend then stands up and heads into his workshop. he sits at his desk and continues to design a new set of MJOLNIR. he had seen some of the specs for the Gen 2 Platform, and while the Gen 2 platform was decent, it was inferior to his current armor. so he began drawing up plans for the Gen 3 MJOLNIR Platform, which theoretically, would surpass the Gen 1 Mark VI Platform, which was widely considered to be the best platform of Spartan Armor. but Fiend was a genius, and he planned to surpass the masterminds behind the revolutionary armor

the next day, Fiend was welding together the armor. he had stayed up all night working on the schematics, and once done, began working on the physical armor itself. the hardware and firmware had all been installed, as well as the armors operating system. armor attachments such as UAC thrust boots, a device not used since the Hell invasion of Mars back in 2149, thruster packs, standard issue with modern MJOLNIR armor, armor lock, energy shields, etc. he had finished with the armor plating itself, and looked the armor over. it was looking good so far, just needed some paint and it was finished. Fiend walks out to find his paints, when he hears a knock at the door. he opens it and Anakin is standing there

Fiend: what is it Skywalker?

Anakin: you were right. Palpatine is the Sith Lord!

Fiend: I fucking knew it

Fiend ran over to his workshop and grabbed his Battle Rifle, Magnum, and sword. he walks back out

Fiend: tell the Jedi, now

Anakin: and what will you do?

Fiend: Finish the Fight

the Chancellor sat in his office, expecting Jedi to show up. he hears heavy footsteps and turns around to Fiend, standing in his office

Palpatine: ah, Spartan! I must say I was not expecting you

Fiend: worlds full of surprises Chancellor. or, should I call you, Darth Sidious

Palpatine's face turns to one of shock

Palpatine: Spartan that is a bold-

Fiend cuts him off

Fiend: cut the shit, Palps. Anakin spilled the beans. I'm here to dispose of the can

Palpatine: are you threatening me, Spartan?

Fiend: this isn't a threat, Chancellor. its an execution

Palpatine stands up and grabs his lightsaber

Palpatine: its treason, then

Fiend POV

Sidious leaped at me, but I saw this coming, and rolled out of the way. I draw my BR and open fire. Sidious blocks the shots and cuts my rifle in half. fuckwit. I then draw my Argentblade and engage him in furious sword combat. eventually, I knock down the Sith, and point my sword at his neck