Kamino - Aboard the Rogue Shadow
The doors hissed open and Starkiller strode into the hold. Inside was his mortal enemy, trapped in a monstrous contraption that looked sturdy enough to hold a full grown rancor. With measured steps, he strode up to Darth Vader, the Sith Lord's lightsaber handing from his belt. For a long moment, neither spoke. Finally, in a firm voice, the former secret apprentice spoke. "I let you live."
The Dark Lord didn't reply and Starkiller continued. "You tell me that I am a clone, but I chose to spare you."
Still no response. "Maybe Kota was right. Maybe this is all a trick to get me so confused that I'd forget who I really am and become your slave again, but either way I let you live. I've finally broken your hold over me."
With that, he turned and marched towards the door, leaving the Dark Lord to his silence.
"As long as she lives, I will always control you."
Starkiller stopped and felt his fists clench. It would be such a simple thing, to send torrent after torrent of force lighting through the cyborg Sith Lord, destroying his life support systems and allowing him to die from the tremendous damage to his body.
With a final deep breath, Starkiller left the room and the door hissed shut behind him.
Captain Juno Eclipse carefully took the ship through the battle debris that now orbited the planet of Kamino. Star Destroyers and other war ships were shattered in space. As they cleared the field, she noticed a dozen rebel ships, a jumping to lightspeed in each direction, hoping to fool any who may still be watching. The door to the cockpit hissed open and he walked in. But was it him? Was it the Galen Marek who had ripped Star Destroyers from the skies above Raxus Prime? Was it the man who had stormed the Death Star and sacrificed himself to ensure that the fledgling rebellion would have a chance?
With a firm shake of her head, Juno firmly told herself that it didn't matter. Smiling at him, she said, "Prepare for lightspeed."
He returned the smile and that warmed her heart. Facing forward, she eased forward the hyperdrive lever and the stars turned to star lines.
Boba Fett watched as the ship made the jump. His own ship, a heavily modified Firespray-31-class patrol ship, had managed to calculate where they had jumped to a mere moment before the Rogue Shadow had disappeared. "Hold on back there;" he said rather gruffly to his passengers.
Detaching the ship from the wreckage of an Imperial Star Destroyer, Fett took the ship, named Slave I, and input the coordinates. "Next stop, we're heading to Dantooine. Buckle in."
The dark robed figure made no movement and made no noise but Fett was certain that his passenger would be just fine. Those powerful force-user types generally were.