Vader's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
Or : A Marmoset by Any Other Name…
Chapter 1
The day started out as any other. Darth Vader rose from his meditation to the sound of alarms going off around the 'Executor'. 'What now?' the dark lord thought irritably.
Little did he know that somewhere in a galaxy far, far, away, a totally insane authoress had gotten her hands on a computer. Terrible tragedy that.
Vader strode over to the door of his room and opened it soundlessly. He was immediately confronted by a small white droid with an exceptionally large head. "Get out of my way droid." Vader growled. The droid merely tilted its head to meet the glare Vader hoped was being conveyed through his mask. The droid sighed and said "I've been talking to the ships computer," He paused as if to give Vader a moment to keep up with what he was saying. "Alright.And?" Vader said. He was really beginning to wonder where this droid came from. The droid gave a small shrug of its shoulders and said with a small sigh "and it hates me." Vader shook his head and stepped around the now weeping droid. As he began his walk down the corridor he quickly noticed that the alarms had stopped blaring. 'Well,' he thought 'Whatever the problem was it must have been taken care of.' He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he nearly collided with Admiral Piett. The Admiral paled at the sight of his commander. "M-my Lord," Piett stuttered "I know what you must be thinking, but there is no need to be worried .My men are trying to catch them as we speak." Vader took a moment to digest what Piett had just said. "Exactly who are your men trying to catch Admiral?" If possible Piett paled another shade. "Y-you mean you don't know?" Piett responded weakly. Now Vader was getting annoyed. "No Admiral, I do not know. But I would be very interested to hear about it." Vader counted to ten as Piett gathered his last remaining vestiges of military fortitude and managed to say in a semi-strong voice, "Several beings have been seen wandering around the 'Executor'. We have no idea where they came from or who exactly they are, but I have my men looking for them right now." Piett finished and waited hesitantly for Vader's reaction. Vader didn't know what was worse, having beings aboard his ship that were unidentified and up to this point uncatchable, or the fact that they were on his ship and he had not felt their presence in the Force. Remembering that Piett was still there he turned his gaze on the Admiral. "I will take care of them myself. If your men have any intelligence as to the location of our guests have them report directly to me. I will leave my comlink on." With that he turned and strode down the corridor. It looked like it was going to be an eventful day.