The Dark Lords and the Boy-Who-Became-The Apprentice
Rumors spoke of a planet where a small band of people utilized the Force in a way they referred to as 'magic'. Naturally the Empire had to see these people for itself and see if they would be of any use to it. The Imperial Fleet approached the planet, finding it to be primitive but the Empire would not make any exceptions. The leader of the attack force himself, Darth Vader sensed where the so-called magical people were living and sent his main force, the 501st unit, better known as Vader's Fist down to lead the assault and secure the population.
It was a massacre.
The so-called wizards and witches easily died under the barrage of laser fire. The methods they used to hide from the non-sensitive population no match for the Force. Darth Vader marched through the alley as people ran, disappeared somehow, or were gunned down as they screamed. The Dark Lord watched with interested as black robed figures, all of them wearing masks appeared and were led by a snake-like looking man that reminded him not in a small way of his master, the Emperor.
"Who are you? How can Mudbloods be able to breach our wards?" The man demanded harshly.
Vader stepped forward. "I am Lord Vader. This world is now under the control of the Empire. You will surrender and become part of the Empire or you will die."
The man snarled. "I am Lord Voldemort and I serve no one! I am the ruler of this world and you will obey me or die!"
The blacked robed men behind him raised their so-called wands but with one wave of Vader's hand the wands were pulled out of their hands and they were shot down by the Stormtroopers.
"Your so-called magic is no match for the power of the Dark Side." Vader stated.
Voldemort pointed his wand at Vader. "Avada Kedrava!"
Vader activated his lightsaber, blocking the green bolt that was deflected and flew past Voldemort. "You underestimated me."
Voldemort gritted his teeth, enraged at how this creature dared to challenge him. He was about to conjure another spell when Vader lashed out with his hand and invisible hands gripped Voldemort by the neck, lifting him off the ground.
"I have seen your power and have found you wanting." Vader said and crushed Voldemort's windpipe, killing the Dark Lord's body.
Though Voldemort's soul managed to survive with his body and followers dead he was left powerless.
Vader continued his rampage across the planet, coming upon the school known as Hogwarts and quickly invaded. Vader entered the Great Hall, seeing the number of terrified students all lined up by the Stormtroopers.
His eyes stopped when he looked upon a dark haired boy with glass and a scar on his forehead. "You."
The boy was shoved forward but he looked defiantly at Vader. "Who are you?"
"This world's master." Vader answered. "All of you now serve the Empire."
"No." The boy protested. "I will not serve a monster."
Vader held out his hand and the boy was chocked as he was lifted into the air. "Your defiance only hastens your demise."
He released the boy who fell onto the ground, gasping for air. "I sense the potential of many students in this school. You shall continue to learn. Only now you shall learn of the Force and the power of the Dark Side."
Another world had fallen to the Empire and its people to the Dark Side.