Title: Order 66: Fates of the Jedi

Author: ProofThatThisIsReal

Timeframe: During Order 66

Genre: Emotion/Action

Main Characters: Anakin Skywalker/Vader, and other miscellaneous and well-known Jedi and Clone Commanders scattered throughout.

Summary: Basically, this is accumulation of scenes about Order 66 that were glazed over in the movies and books, given from the chosen Jedi or Clone Commander's perspectives. It contains scenes not shown in the movie, like the end raid on the Jedi Temple, and also little bonuses of information about each Jedi or Clone Commander throughout as Order 66 is given.

Notes: The fate of some Jedi in these scenes might turn AU…

Disclaimer: By the way, in case you didn't notice, my name happens to be ProofThatThisIsReal, not George Lucas, and guess what that means? Ironically enough, it means that I do not own the Star Wars universe (imagine that)

Order 66: Fates of the Jedi

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The rhythmic beat of marching footsteps echoed out into the Coruscanti night. All around him, the 501st legion of clone troopers, the most highly trained soldiers in the entire clone army, marched up the stone steps to the massive Jedi temple.

He was at the front, single-handedly leading the 501st's assault on the Jedi temple. A dark cape billowed out behind him, and his head was enshrouded in his Jedi hood. His lightsaber was held down low to his side, deactivated, and his knuckles where white against the cylindrical handle.

He, Anakin Skywalker-, No, not anymore, he thought to himself. My name is no longer Anakin Skywalker… My name is Vader.

The name brought pack a torrent of memories from less than an hour before, of him kneeling down in the chancellor's office and being christened the title Darth Vader, by someone he had once thought of as a friend and mentor - by someone that he now knew as Darth Sidious, Dark Lord of the Sith, his master.

His head twitched to the side at the painful thought, and he took another step up toward the Jedi temple, his face a continual snarl beneath the shadow of his hood.

The Jedi did this to themselves, though! I am not to blame for their own inability to see the truth! I am not to blame for their corrupted system of ethics and laws!

He let out a low, harsh breath as he climbed further up the stone steps, and then another lash of memories overtook him.

He saw himself swinging his sapphire blade up at the Jedi Master Mace Windu, and then as the azure blade slashed through the Master's arm in one clean motion. Windu had shouted something, some kind of indecipherable cry, and then Palpatine – no, Sidious – had raised his frail arms from where he lay against the shattered window frame, and blue tendrils of electricity and had suddenly sprouted from his fingertips, illuminating Windu with an electrical outpouring of dark side energy.

Windu had staggered back, unable to block the lethal branches of lightning that were smothering his body. Then Sidious had channeled the lightning outward so that it threw Windu from the building, out of the shattered transparisteel window frame, and into the cold blackness of night.

Vader shook his head, trying to dispel the memory, and as that on ended another one blossomed in its place. This memory was the last command that Sidious had given him.

Do what must be done, Lord Vader…Destroy the Jedi…

All of this had happened not an hour ago, and now he was marching upon the Jedi Temple, the place where he had been raised, where he had befriended many people, where he had learned the ways of the force, with an armed legion of clone troopers at his back, ready to kill anything and everything inside.

A chill ran down Vader's spine that he couldn't suppress, and he tilted his head back up so that he could look upon the Jedi temple. Massive support columns climbed up the sides of the temple, and meticulous architecture had been ingrained into the temple's design. Colossal spires shot up from the structure's peak, and at it's base where Vader now stood, enormous illuminated statues of famous Jedi Masters stood tall and proud, watching over the temple like sentinels.

He passed these statues without a second glance, his mind missing the irony, and a few seconds later his foot left the stone stairs and stepped up onto the base of the Jedi Temple. A bright but narrow beam of light from the temple hit him dead on as he did so, but Vader didn't even hesitate as he continued marching forward.

With his feet hammering down to the ground in unison with the clone soldiers behind him, another, final thought flared into existence. It wasn't a long thought; in fact, it was only one word.

Padmé

All that he knew about her, all the memories and love he had for her, streaked through his mind in a quick, sudden flash of colors and emotions. And then, as the flare of emotions and memories threatened to overwhelm him in pain and joy, another memory forced its way into his mind.

Be careful of the Jedi, Anakin. Only through me can you achieve a power greater than any Jedi… Learn to know the Dark Side of the Force, and you will be able to save your wife from certain death…

Vader tilted his head downward slightly as his mind worked to dissect those words that Sidious had spoken to him not an hour earlier.

Learn the power of the Dark Side, Anakin. The power to save Padmé.

Another long second dragged by, and then Vader raised his head sharply, throwing back his hood as he did so. The long shadow that the temple's light had cast on him was now stretched out far beyond the steps that he had entered from, giving him the impression of a colossal beast from where he stood framed in the doorway of the temple.

In front of him, and circling the balcony above, a line of four Jedi Knights and two Jedi Masters stood waiting, lightsabers already drawn and lit in their hands. They had apparently felt his approach through the force, and since they were the nearest to the temple's doorway, they had come to try and defend what they could of it.

Vader knew most of them. No, he did not know most of them, Anakin Skywalker had known most of them. Anakin Skywalker had considered some of them friends, having trained together, and he had held many of them in great respect.

Vader's mouth curved up into a feral sneer, and he pressed the ignition button on his lightsaber's blade. A dark, sapphire beam of light erupted from the hilt, and he kept it held down at his side, motionless, every bit intimidating as the army of clone troopers behind him.

The entire 501st legion halted in unison as he did this, and they moved their gun angles around so that they were all trained on the nearby Jedi. The room was deathly still, and the only noise around them was the monotonous humming of lightsaber blades.

Vader's sneer curved up even more, and his eyes faded into yellow. "This is for you, Padmé," he said to himself in almost a whisper. "This is for you…"