Broken
"Lord Vader, I must inform you about the current situations." says Admiral Omita, facing Darth Vader's chamber. The door opens and Vader is there, sitting in the chair.
"Yes, Admiral?"
"My Lord, we have spotted the Millennium Falcon near a planet called Naboo." Images appear in the back of Vader's mind. Old, forgotten memories from long ago.
"Good. Send out a fleet of Tie Fighters to hunt them down immediately."
"Yes, my Lord." Omita walks out. Vader sits there, thinking of memories. Happy moments that should have been destroyed when he became the Emperor's apprentice. His hatred should have killed them, but it didn't. Vader's chair turns to face the back. A small crane comes down and takes off his helmet. The door closes.
Days later, the Emperor requests to see Darth Vader.
"Welcome, Lord Vader." Vader bows in front of Sidious' face.
"What do you want of me, my master?"
"Come, stand here with me." Vader walks over to the Emperor. Vader looks. Outside that window is Naboo, a place long forgotten by Vader.
"This is where it really all began so long ago. Do you remember, Lord Vader?"
Vader stares at the large, bright green planet. He remembers images of Padme when he was her body guard after she was nearly killed when her ship exploded. He remembers seeing her for the first time on Tatoonine. He remembers her on Mustafar, when he saw her body laying on the ground motionless. Now he stands there, partly machine, a servant to the Emperor. Encased in black armor because of a battle that nearly killed him, he stands there...
Broken.
