Pentagon Research Room #1 April 30th 2008.Jill Clarke did not want to face him, she did not want to even recodnise his presence as real. Yet there he was, just behind this door. She tried to steady her hand as she wrapped her fingers around the handle and opened it, opening the well lit room.
Thats Vader... Thats Darth fucking Vader...
He was sitting, his respirator breathing with a deep breath as he read from the Bible. That sound had become so familiar to billions of people on Earth. He looked up at her and said in that shakingly deep voice, "Good Morning Jill." Jill tried to grin as she sat down in front of him. She set the file down in front of her as she asked, "What book are you reading?"
"I finished it last night, I am simply reviewing and taking detailed notes." She looked at the laptop under his hands and said, "How do you like it here?"
His eerie breathing filled the room as he said, "Your world is doomed. I have examined your worlds two main religions, Christianity and Islam, and find them very similar but they seem to want to seperate themselves as much as they can...
"The people of Earth have divided themselves since the time of their coherence. You listen to contradicting gods that copy off each other and try to say they are the true churches of the world."
Vader closed the Bible and placed it next to him and said, "And the fact... that I am fictional, in this universe... disturbs me. I also feel no presence of the Dark Side nor the Force."
Jill was amazed to hear something in his voice: Fear. "Well... Our world must operate on a diffrent wavelength to yours, but we are trying to do everything we can to-"
"There is nothing you can do to replace the Force. I have had a part of me taken, I cannot sense disturbances, I feel cut off and alone. I just want nothing more than to be back on the Death Star, not just see it in a movie."
He is depressed, Jill thought.
"I hear what you think Ms. Clarke, I am not a depressed man." Things began to shake on the table, "I am no longer a man, I feel no sadness now, my Empire and Master are gone along with my two children. I feel only anger..." His voice was getting more stressed as he be began to rock back and fourth in his chair...
Security. Jill thought. Vader exploded in her face, "GO AHEAD! CALL THEM!!" Jill held her ground against this angry Sith as he clenched his fists and things began to rattle and fall off the table...
"George Lucas..." He spat, "If the creator were to meet his creation he wouldnt be able to BELIEVE HE IS REAL!!" He force tossed the Bible against the wall.
"Security!!" Jill shouted as Vader knocked the table to the side and began whirling things around him in a tornado. "AGHHH!!" Vader roared as he raised his arms into the air and the table was lifted into the air. Jill curled into the corner and covered herself with her arm as men burst in with heavy guns and tried to avoid flying furniture.
"VADER! STAND DOWN!" One of them roared. Vader clenched his helmet and said, "I will take orders from you NO LONGER!!" She watched as he tore his helmet away and gas filled the room...
She woke up a few hours later in a hospital bed. Jill sat up and hit the call button three times. A nurse came in and said, "Headache?" She nodded and said, "Vader... Is he-" The Nurse caught her midway and said, "They almost lost him, they are keeping him sedated and in a pure oxygen chamber for now."
For now...