Inspired by the NSFW art of aggressive-negotiations ( good-call-my-young-padawan) on Tumblr, I have started writing what I hope will be a 30+ chapter story based on the Jedi Padme and Darth Vader pairing concept she came up with. The art is so good! And I HIGHLY suggest you check it out! I've been wanting to delve into this concept for awhile now and I now feel INSPIRED to give it a shot!
Happy Reading!
Chapter 1
Smoke billowed from the stern of the Rebel command ship. The X-wing fighters broke formation as they hastily attempted an escape, but Darth Vader was not in a merciful mood. They all must die. With one last command, his Star Destroyer deployed reinforcements, TIE fighters emerging from their hangers in tight formation as they chased after the rebels and made quick work of their escape pods. Cashing after a straggling X-wing, he had the ship in range and fired but an abrupt jolt of his ship threw off his shot.
"What?" Vader glanced around his cockpit, trying to see what threw him off, only for another jolt to rock his ship as an Eta-class fighter roared as it passed by above him. Jedi. It only figured that the cowardly Jedi would wait until the last moment to emerge. Their ancient order was nearly dead and it seemed even when they neared extinction they were too proud to be compelled to help until there was no other choice. Forgetting completely about the Rebel X-wing he had been chasing, he broke off in favor of a more satisfying hunt. The Jedi spun, dodging through debris as he led Vader on a chase that any normal pilot would fail and crash. But he was no ordinary pilot. He was a Sith. And like the Jedi, the Force would see to his survival through the traitorous course.
Close on the Jedi's tale, Vader fired every shot he could, narrowly missing each time as the Jedi rolled to dodge each shot before pulling straight up into a tight arc and blasting engines full speed in another direction. Briefly, he lost sight of his prey as it disappeared behind a large remnant of the Rebel command ship engine floating in the debris field, but once it emerged, Vader took off full speed towards the Jedi, attempting to lock missiles on it this time. The Jedi pulled every trick he could, but Vader matched him, waiting, and waiting for his weapons to lock.
The interface on his computer blinked and pulling on the trigger, he let his missiles fly just as a new massive Mon Calimari battleship dropped out of hyperspace, raining red blaster fire on his Star Destroyer and TIE fighters. X and Y wings flooded out of the Mon Calimari ship, overwhelming his forces and causing chaos in his ranks. "Regroup!" Vader ordered into his com, trying to get his men to take control of the situation. But it was hopeless. After less than five minutes, his already heavily damaged Star Destroyer exploded as the shields on the bridge gave out and the engines ruptured, sending debris in every direction.
The battle was lost.
And the Jedi was still alive. Vader turned his attention away from his fallen ship and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the damaged Jedi fighter taking the last Rebel hyperspace ring and getting ready to escape. But he wouldn't get far. Unlike most TIE fighters, Vader's had a small hyperspace engine he had modified just for such occasions. He couldn't nearly travel as far as the Jedi's ship could with a hyperspace ring, but he could easily level the playing field. One direct blast shot from his ship aimed at the ring just as the Jedi shot into hyperspace. Vader followed suit, locking onto the trajectory and blasting into hyperspace right behind him. If he calculated right, they would both drop out at the same time at the same place and he would have his quarry right where he wanted him. In open space, a clear shot and a definite kill.
He only had a few moments to plan his attack and no idea where they were going. Taking what time he had, Vader submerged himself in the Force, letting the anger and fury flow through him. He thought back to Mustafar, the fires, the Jedi who had left him to burn… The scars on his body started to burn at the memory and his eyes narrowed as they glanced out of the tinted red lenses of his mask. Fire had scarred him and made his life hell. Even the simple act of breathing was impossible on his own and required the custom respirator implanted in his chest could do so for him. Eyes blazing yellow from the focus of the Dark Side, his ship finally dropped out of hyperspace directly behind the Jedi. "I have you now," He hissed, firing directly on the Jedi's tail.
Sparks flew from the ship as it abruptly dove down towards a forest planet below. Vader followed, wanting to see the Jedi crash himself. But this was a mistake. As they defended through a thick cloud, his eyes shot wide as he noticed the blinking of a pulse mine the Jedi had let fly from the rear of his ship. Desperately, Vader tried to pull out of the way but to no avail. The mine blew, tearing off the right wing of his fighter and sending him into an uncontrolled spin. The Jedi pulled back behind him and fired, hitting the engines and causing him to lose even more control. But he had one last trick up his sleeve. Killing the rear engines, he hit the reverse thrusters in full. The act gave him one last powerful push backwards and directly into the Jedi's ship. The two fighters collided, both ships irreparably damaged and unable to escape the imminent crash that awaited them. Vader braced for impact as he hit the first tree. His head hit hard against the glass of the cockpit, his ship digging deep into the dirt, uprooting smaller trees before careening to a stop at the base of a large tree.
Unstrapping himself from his seat, he took his lightsaber from his belt, cutting through the glass window of his ship and forcing his way out. The forest around him was silent, the birds and animals having fled from the crash site. Several feet ahead of where he crashed, he could see the smoke rising from the second crash site. The Jedi. His fist clenched tightly around the hilt of his lightsaber, marching closer to the site. A simple crash wouldn't kill a Jedi, but a Sith could. As he neared, he could see the distinct green glow of a lightsaber, the Jedi already standing ready to meet him.
Unlike what he had previously thought of the Jedi, he was actually a she. There were holes in the knees of the tight, tan colored pants she wore and part of the sleeve of her tunic was singed from the fire in her ship, while her other sleeve was absent, looking to be an intentional choice. She wore darker tan tabards over her shoulders that were narrow and hung long enough to just barely touch her knees. Her hair was in a tight braid behind her back but several strands of brown hair had come free in the fight.
"Shall we finish this, Jedi?" Vader asked, his red blade humming as he held it low looking almost relaxed were he stood.
With a twirl of her own blade, she shifted her weight back as she held her blade vertically with both hands by her head, "If you insist, Lord Vader." She said.
Slowly, he approached her, closing to distance and slower still they began to circle one another. She wouldn't make the first move. He was certain of that. Her position was clearly defensive and he stood nearly two heads taller than her. He was stronger than her. It would be foolish of her to strike.
Extending his blade towards her, he lunged, striking her blade as she parried him and countered. Vader shifted his shoulders out of the way of a strike as he spun into another attack. She dodged him and made a low sweeping uppercut towards him but he batted his blade down, blocking her as he kicked his leg out, hitting her square in the chest with his foot. She tumbled back as she rolled to regain her footing but he was on top of her before she could. Slashing down, he'd just barely missed her, nicking her shoulder.
This battle was a waste. He could see a large rock not far from him, extending his arm, he reached out towards it with the Force and threw his arm in an arc to direct it at her. The Jedi lifted her blade to block it, but nothing happened. No rock lifted and no attack followed. Both Sith and Jedi glanced at the rock in surprise. "That's… not possible…" Vader whispered, bringing his hand to his face as if a visual inspection could explain what was going on. Delving deep inside, he tried to sense what was wrong but where the Force once bent to his will and answered, there was only silence.
"I don't feel it either…" The Jedi said. Vader glanced at her and noticed she was also looking at her hands. The Force. The constant companion to both Jedi and Sith was gone.