This takes place a little before Vader goes to Endor to capture Luke Skywalker. Enjoy! If you read, please review.

Regrets

For a long time, I felt nothing. No regret. No guilt. I was convinced that my actions were justified. I was even proud. Happy, maybe the least bit happy. Maybe.

Until I saw Skywalker again. My son.

"Hello, Father," he said respectfully.

"You have accepted the truth," I acknowledged him.

"I have accepted that you were once Anakin Skywalker, my father."

He tried to convince me to return to the Light Side, to save myself. I wanted to laugh, my emotionless dry laugh. I was fine. I was powerful. Of course, there was the problem of my Master. My blind fool master. My powerful, intimidating master.

"You don't know the power of the Dark Side," I said wearily. "I must obey my master."

His eyes changed, and he looked away, "Then my father is truly dead."

Nobly, he stepped into the elevator and went to meet my master. I faced the forest.

Anakin Skywalker was dead. Of that I was certain. I am Darth Vader. I am a Sith. I am Second in Command of the Galactic Empire. I killed Anakin Skywalker.

He's dead. Gone.

I killed him.

There was something inside of me though. A good feeling. Happiness, no. What was it called? Anakin could tell me…..

Love, my Lord. Love. But you wouldn't know, now would you?

I hated that voice. It did have a point though.

I used to be known for my good points. Then you killed me. I was also known for having no fear.

Anakin. I knew I killed him. "Have anything to tell me?" I muttered.

You don't feel anything. You block those memories of back then. But that's why you have me. So I can remind you. And trust me, I'm coming back whether you like it or not.

And then suddenly, a rush of guilt, of pain. Of regret, of memories. It all came flooding back to me. I collapsed to my knees. What had I done? I killed my wife, my master. All the Jedi. The people that cared. I enslaved the galaxy. I hadn't cared.

And maybe that was my worst crime of all. Onto shaking feet I rose, and slowly walked to the elevator.

It was clear what I had to do.