Moving with the speed only a Sith Master could achieve, Sithspit sliced down and across, removing the head from his nemesis....
Yes, the deed was done! Lord Sithspit struck down the little twerp! (Hey, besides, doesn't the fruit look better there anyway?)
Chuckling wickedly to himself, the Dark Lord raced away into the night, leaving the befuddled store employees to shake their heads and wonder just what happened there tonight...they may never know.
All they know is that they found a calling card placed where Anakin's head used to be...But what did it mean? Only the Inner Circle know...MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
THE END? ;-)
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