{"product_id":"the-dark-lord-trilogy-star-wars-legends-isbn-9780345485380","title":"The Dark Lord Trilogy: Star Wars Legends","description":"For the first time in one thrilling volume, three novels–Labyrinth of Evil, Revenge of the Sith, and Dark Lord: The Rise of Darth Vader–that follow an epic chain of events: the last days of the Republic, the creation of the Empire, and the ultimate transformation of Jedi Anakin Skywalker into the notorious Darth Vader.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn the planet Neimoidia, Jedi Knights Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker seize an unexpected prize: intelligence capable of leading the Republic forces to the ever-elusive Darth Sidious, who is ruthlessly orchestrating a campaign to divide and overwhelm the Jedi forces. As combat escalates across the galaxy, and Darth Sidious remains one step ahead of his pursuers, the stage is set for an explosive endgame. Tormented by unspeakable visions, Anakin edges closer to the brink of a galaxy-shaping decision, while Darth Sidious plots to strike the final staggering blow against the Republic–and to ordain a fearsome new Sith Lord: Darth Vader.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOnce the most powerful Knight ever known to the Jedi Order, Anakin becomes Darth Vader, a disciple of the dark side, a lord of the dreaded Sith, and the avenging right hand of the galaxy’s ruthless new Emperor. As a few surviving Jedi lead a charge on a Separatist stronghold, the deadliest threat still rests in the swift and lethal crimson lightsaber of Darth Vader–behind whose brooding mask lies a shattered heart, a poisoned soul, and a cunning, twisted mind hell-bent on vengeance. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor the handful of scattered Jedi hunted across space, survival is imperative if the light side of the Force is to be protected and the galaxy reclaimed. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLABYRINTH OF EVIL\u003cbr\u003eby James Luceno\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eREVENGE OF THE SITH\u003cbr\u003eby Matthew Stover, based on the story and screenplay by George Lucas\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDARK LORD\u003cbr\u003eThe Rise of Darth Vader\u003cbr\u003eby James Luceno\u003cb\u003eJames Luceno \u003c\/b\u003eis the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author of the \u003ci\u003eStar Wars\u003c\/i\u003e novels \u003ci\u003eMillennium Falcon, Dark Lord: The Rise of Darth Vader, Cloak of Deception, Labyrinth of Evil,\u003c\/i\u003e as well as the New Jedi Order novels \u003ci\u003eAgents of Chaos I: Hero’s Trial \u003c\/i\u003eand\u003ci\u003e Agents of Chaos II: Jedi Eclipse, The Unifying Force, \u003c\/i\u003eand the eBook \u003ci\u003eDarth Maul: Saboteur\u003c\/i\u003e. He is also the author of the fantasy novel \u003ci\u003eHunt for the Mayan Looking-Glass\u003c\/i\u003e, available as an eBook. He lives in Annapolis, Maryland, with his wife and youngest child.Darkness was encroaching on Cato Neimoidia’s western hemisphere, though exchanges of coherent light high above the beleaguered world ripped looming night to shreds. Well under the fractured sky, in an orchard of manax trees that studded the lower ramparts of Viceroy Gunray’s majestic redoubt, companies of clone troopers and battle droids were slaughtering one another with bloodless precision.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eA flashing fan of blue energy lit the undersides of a cluster of trees: the lightsaber of Obi-Wan Kenobi. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAttacked by two sentry droids, Obi-Wan stood his ground, twisting his upraised blade right and left to swat blaster bolts back at his enemies. Caught midsection by their own salvos, both droids came apart, with a scattering of alloy limbs. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan moved again. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTumbling under the segmented thorax of a Neimoidian harvester beetle, he sprang to his feet and raced forward. Explosive light shunted from the citadel’s deflector shield dappled the loamy ground between the trees, casting long shadows of their buttressed trunks. Oblivious to the chaos occurring in their midst, columns of the five-meter-long harvesters continued their stalwart march toward a mound that supported the fortress. In their cutting jaws or on their upsweeping backs they carried cargoes of pruned foliage. The crushing sounds of their ceaseless gnawing provided an eerie cadence to the rumbling detonations and the hiss and whine of blaster bolts. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFrom off to Obi-Wan’s left came a sudden click of servos; to his right, a hushed cry of warning. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Down, Master!” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe dropped into a crouch even before Anakin’s lips formed the final word, lightsaber aimed to the ground to keep from impaling his onrushing former Padawan. A blur of thrumming blue energy sizzled through the humid air, followed by a sharp smell of cauterized circuitry, the tang of ozone. A blaster discharged into soft soil, then the stalked, elongated head of a battle droid struck the ground not a meter from Obi-Wan’s feet, sparking as it bounced and rolled out of sight, repeating: \u003ci\u003e“Roger, roger . . . Roger, roger . . .” \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn a tuck, Obi-Wan pivoted on his right foot in time to see the droid’s spindly body collapse. The fact that Anakin had saved his life was nothing new, but Anakin’s blade had passed a little too close for comfort. Eyes somewhat wide with surprise, he came to his feet. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You nearly took my head off.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnakin held his blade to one side. In the strobing light of battle his blue eyes shone with wry amusement. “Sorry, Master, but your head was where my lightsaber needed to go.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eMaster. \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnakin used the honorific not as learner to teacher, but as Jedi Knight to Jedi Council member. The braid that had defined his earlier status had been ritually severed after his audacious actions at Praesitlyn. His tunic, knee-high boots, and tight-fitting trousers were as black as the night. His face scarred from a contest with Dooku-trained Asajj Ventress. His mechanical right hand sheathed in an elbow-length glove. He had let his hair grow long the past few months, falling almost to his shoulders now. His face he kept clean-shaven, unlike Obi-Wan, whose strong jaw was defined by a short beard. \u003cbr\u003e“I suppose I should be grateful your lightsaber \u003ci\u003eneeded \u003c\/i\u003eto go there, rather than desired to.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnakin’s grin blossomed into a full-fledged smile. “Last time I checked we were on the same side, Master.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Still, if I’d been a moment slower . . .” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnakin booted the battle droid’s blaster aside. “Your fears are only in your mind.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan scowled. “Without a head I wouldn’t have much mind left, now, would I?” He swept his lightsaber in a flourishing pass, nodding up the alley of manax trees. “After you.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey resumed their charge, moving with the supernatural speed and grace afforded by the Force, Obi-Wan’s brown cloak swirling behind him. Victims of the initial bombardment, scores of battle droids lay sprawled on the ground. Others dangled like broken marionettes from the branches of the trees into which they had been hurled. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAreas of the leafy canopy were in flames. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTwo scorched droids little more than arms and torsos lifted their weapons as the Jedi approached, but Anakin only raised his left hand in a Force push that shoved the droids flat onto their backs. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey jinked right, somersaulting under the wide bodies of two harvester beetles, then hurdling a tangle of barbed underbrush that had managed to anchor itself in the otherwise meticulously tended orchard. They emerged from the tree line at the shore of a broad irrigation canal, fed by a lake that delimited the Neimoidians’ citadel on three sides. In the west a trio of wedge-shaped \u003ci\u003eVenator\u003c\/i\u003e-class assault cruisers hung in scudding clouds. North and east the sky was in turmoil, crosshatched with ion trails, turbolaser beams, hyphens of scarlet light streaming upward from weapons emplacements outside the citadel’s energy shield. Rising from high ground at the end of the peninsula, the tiered fastness was reminiscent of the command towers of the Trade Federation core ships, and indeed had been the inspiration for them. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSomewhere inside, trapped by Republic forces, were the Trade Federation elite. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWith his homeworld threatened and the purse worlds of Deko and Koru Neimoidia devastated, Viceroy Gunray would have been wiser to retreat to the Outer Rim, as other members of the Separatist Council were thought to be doing. But rational thinking had never been a Neimoidian strong suit, especially when possessions remained on Cato Neimoidia the viceroy apparently couldn’t live without. Backed by a battle group of Federation warships, he had slipped onto Cato Neimoidia, intent on looting the citadel before it fell. But Republic forces had been lying in wait, eager to capture him alive and bring him to justice–thirteen years late, in the judgment of many. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCato Neimoidia was as close to Coruscant as Obi-Wan and Anakin had been in almost four standard months, and with the last remaining Separatist strongholds now cleared from the Core and Colonies, they expected to be back in the Outer Rim by week’s end. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan heard movement on the far side of the irrigation canal. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAn instant later, four clone troopers crept from the tree line on the opposite bank to take up firing positions amid the water-smoothed rocks that lined the ditch. Far behind them a crashed gunship was burning. Protruding from the canopy, the LAAT’s blunt tail was stenciled with the eight-rayed battle standard of the Galactic Republic. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA gunboat glided into view from downstream, maneuvering to where the Jedi were waiting. Standing in the bow, a clone commander named Cody waved hand signals to the troopers on shore and to others in the gunboat, who immediately fanned out to create a safe perimeter. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTroopers could communicate with one another through the comlinks built into their T-visored helmets, but the Advanced Recon Commando teams had created an elaborate system of gestures meant to thwart enemy attempts at eavesdropping. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA few nimble leaps brought Cody face-to-face with Obi-Wan and Anakin. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Sirs, I have the latest from airborne command.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Show us,” Anakin said. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCody dropped to one knee, his right hand activating a device built into his left wrist gauntlet. A cone of blue light emanated from the device, and a hologram of task force commander Do-donna resolved. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Generals Kenobi and Skywalker, provincial recon unit reports that Viceroy Gunray and his entourage are making their way to the north side of the redoubt. Our forces have been hammering at the shield from above and from points along the shore, but the shield generator is in a hardened site, and difficult to get at. Gunships are taking heavy fire from turbolaser cannons in the lower ramparts. If your team is still committed to taking Gunray alive, you’re going to have to skirt those defenses and find an alternative way into the palace. At this point we cannot reinforce, repeat, cannot reinforce.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan looked at Cody when the hologram had faded. “Suggestions, Commander?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCody made an adjustment to the wrist projector, and a 3-D schematic of the redoubt formed in midair. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Assuming that Gun-ray’s fortress is similar to what we found on Deko and Koru, the underground levels will contain fungus farms and processing and shipment areas. There will be access from the shipping areas into the midlevel grub hatcheries, and from the hatcheries we’ll be able to infiltrate the upper reaches.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCody carried a short-stocked DC-15 blaster rifle and wore the white armor and imaging system helmet that had come to symbolize the Grand Army of the Republic–grown, nurtured, and trained on the remote world of Kamino, three years earlier. Just now, though, areas of white showed only where there were no smears of mud or dried blood, no gouges, abrasions, or charred patches. Cody’s position was designated by orange markings on his helmet crest and shoulder guards. His upper right arm bore stripes signifying campaigns in which he had participated: Aagonar, Praesitlyn, Paracelus Minor, Antar 4, Tibrin, Skor II, and dozens of other worlds from Core to Outer Rim. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOver the years Obi-Wan had formed battlefield partnerships with several Advanced Recon Commandos–Alpha, with whom he had been imprisoned on Rattatak, and Jangotat, on Ord Cestus. Early-generation ARCs had received training by the Mandalorian clone template, Jango Fett. While the Kaminoans had managed to breed some of Fett out of the regulars, they had been more selective in the case of the ARCs. As a consequence, ARCs displayed more individual initiative and leadership abilities. In short, they were more like the late bounty hunter himself, which was to say, more \u003ci\u003ehuman. \u003c\/i\u003eWhile Cody wasn’t genetically an Advanced Recon Commando, he had ARC training and shared many ARC attributes. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the initial stages of the war, clone troopers were treated no differently from the war machines they piloted or the weapons they fired. To many they had more in common with battle droids poured by the tens of thousands from Baktoid Armor Workshops on a host of Separatist-held worlds. But attitudes began to shift as more and more troopers died. The clones’ unfaltering dedication to the Republic, and to the Jedi, showed them to be true comrades in arms, and deserving of all the respect and compassion they were now afforded. It was the Jedi themselves, in addition to other progressive thinking officials in the Republic, who had urged that second- and third-generation troopers be given names rather than numbers, to foster a growing fellowship. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“I agree that we can probably reach the upper levels, Commander,” Obi-Wan said at last. “But how do you propose we reach the fungus farms to begin with?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCody stood to his full height and pointed toward the orchards. “We go in with the harvesters.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan glanced uncertainly at Anakin and motioned him off to one side. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“It’s just the two of us. What do you think?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“I think you worry too much, Master.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan folded his arms across his chest. “And who’ll worry about you if I don’t?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnakin canted his head and grinned. “There are others.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You can only be referring to See-Threepio. And you had to \u003ci\u003ebuild \u003c\/i\u003ehim.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Think what you will.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan narrowed his eyes with purpose. “Oh, I see. But I would have thought Senator Amidala of greater interest to you than Supreme Chancellor Palpatine.” Before Anakin could respond, he added: “Despite that she’s a politician also.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Don’t think I haven’t tried to attract her interest, Master.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eObi-Wan regarded Anakin for a moment. “What’s more, if Chancellor Palpatine had genuine concern for your welfare, he would have kept you closer to Coruscant.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnakin placed his artificial hand on Obi-Wan’s left shoulder. “Perhaps, Master. 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