A year and a half has passed since the teleporting mutant called Kurt had accidentally landed himself on the Death Star, leading to the discovery of the first wormhole. Thousands of wormholes have been identified and explored with scout drones. Now Darth Vader has returned to the Death Star, still under construction, to travel through the originally discovered wormhole. With some priority being given to the engines, the Death Star is moved far enough away so the wormhole is no longer within the station and so Vader can fly a ship into it.
Stormtroopers and Imperial Officers fill the docking bay, and create a single path between the bay door and a TIE fighter. They all salute as Darth Vader and Grand Moff Tarkin enter the bay and walk towards the TIE fighter. Once they reach the fighter, the commander salutes Vader.
"Good luck Lord Vader, may you have a successful journey," Tarkin says.
"I do not require luck," Vader replied. Tarkin lowers his salute, irritated by Vader's lack of respect.
Vader climbs into his TIE fighter. The bay traffic controller can be heard over his ship's comm. "Lord Vader, you are clear for take-off."
"Acknowledged," Vader replied curtly. His ship lifts off the ground and hovers for a second before it flies through the bay shield.
He can see the tear in fabric of space and time, something that cannot be seen directly without the Force. Once upon the wormhole, Vader raises his left hand, and with the Force, commands the wormhole to open. A gigantic hole opens to reveal a swirling mass of white, blue, and silver.
Vader flies his ship into the opening and is immediately overcome with a sensation that this strange new place is made up of pure Force energy. It also brings a sense a calm over him, clearing his mind, and giving him some peace, even if only temporarily.
As the exit to the wormhole opens Vader flies his ship towards a dark and desolate land. He sees a giant, fiery eye atop a lonely tower. Just as he is about to land, the eye notices the TIE fighter and focuses on this stranger. Once on the ground, Vader steps out of his fighter and looks around at the wasteland in front of him.
Suddenly, Vader notices an immensely strong presence in the Force. It is mobile, and heading towards a volcano. 'Maybe this won't be a complete waste of time,' he thought.
Some creatures off in the distance, soldiers it appears, start making their way over to investigate. As they approach, they ready their weapons and shields. One steps out in front of the rest.
"Well what do we have here?" the creature, most likely the commander, spoke aloud, rhetorically. Vader remains silent, only his breathing can be heard while waiting to see what the commander's first move will be. "I guess we'll find out once you're sent straight to the tower." He advances towards Vader, while the others begin to encircle. Vader flicks his wrist, but nothing happens. The Force was not responding to his will, it only seemed to alert him.
"Was that supposed to do something?" the commander asked as he continued, (tense) nearly upon Vader. Apparently the Force does not flow through this universe as easily as he is used to. His lightsaber flies to his hand and is activated just as the first creature comes directly in front of him. The red glow of the lightsaber is enough to stop all of them in their tracks.
The commander only smiles, not caring, thinking it to be some poor magic trick. Thrusting his weapon, it was deflected by Vader's right hand. Now it is Vader's turn as he swings his saber and cuts off the arm holding the weapon. A roar of agony erupts from the commander just before Vader silences him by slicing through his skull. Now the rest of the creatures have a sense of fear permeating through their numbers, only remaining out of an even greater fear of what would happen if they fled.
One of the creatures attacks Vader at full speed. The creature raises its weapon high, upon Vader in mere seconds. But with his far quicker reflexes, Vader is able to dodge the crude weapon and slices through this creature's midsection. It was laughable at how easily he disposed of his opponents. Only a single swing and the hideously ugly creatures lay at his feet in pieces.
Filled with fear, the rest surrounding Vader attack all at once. Hoping beyond hope that their numbers will overwhelm him. Horrible and harsh battle cries are let loose as they converge upon him. The lightsaber swings through the air as it melts metal and sears flesh, creating a horrid stench that would disgust anyone.
Battle cries turn into howls and shouts of pain and agony. As their numbers push in further to surround Vader, he quickly cuts off the heads of two of these soldiers at once and then jumps out from the middle of these creatures onto a higher piece of ground.
They resume their attack, but now Vader is able to cut them down far more quickly with his new advantage. Now they are merely lining up for him, awaiting their deaths. This had been nothing more than an irritating inconvenience.
With the last of the creatures having fallen, Vader puts away his lightsaber and makes his way towards the volcano. Inside the volcano stands two short, human-looking individuals, with no shoes on their feet. One stands near the precipice and looks down into the heart of the volcano, his hand holding onto a chain with a ring attached to it. The other stands back away from him.
"Well, go on then Mr. Frodo. Throw it in, destroy it once and for all," the blonde-haired individual said. The one called Frodo turned around to face his companion. As he opened his mouth to speak, Frodo froze in fear, eyes widening. Sam spun, seeing the black specter that had scared his master so.
"He will do no such thing. Instead, he shall hand it over to me," Vader said. Sam placed himself in between Vader and Frodo, having drawn his sword.
"You won't get your hands on him. I'll cut you before I let that happen," Sam said, feigning courage in front of this intimidating figure.
Unamused by this fool's attempt to stop him, Vader uses his right hand to knock down his "opponent's" weapon. Grabbing him by the throat, he throws Sam against the cavern wall. Rendered unconscious, Sam merely slumps against a rock.
"SAM!" Frodo yelled. As Vader advances towards him, a voice inside Frodo's head orders him to put on the ring. Now invisible, Frodo hopes he will have enough time to think of a way out of this. Guiding his thoughts, the Ring prevents any thought of helping Sam from entering Frodo's mind. It tells him to run instead.
But Vader can sense the power of the Ring. Frodo is caught by a left uppercut, as he tries to run past, and falls to the ground, unconscious. The Ring slips off of his finger, making him visible, and calls out to the only other being left nearby that has enough of a chance of being 'delivered' to its master.
Vader bends down and picks up the ring, marveling in the power and glory of his prize. Never before had such beauty been placed into a single object. But in that moment, a small, gangly creature jumps on Vader's back and begins pounding its fists against his helmet.
"THE PRECIOUS IS MINE!" the creature exclaims. Vader grabs this creature and throws him off, towards the precipice. The creature gets up immediately, spitting out a tooth and some blood. The creature turns back towards Vader, its teeth bared, its eyes filled with animalistic rage.
"THE PRECIOUS BELONGS TO ME!" the creature yells. In this time, Vader has removed his gauntlet and slipped on the ring. The Ring puts up a small fight, but Vader is able to overcome the Ring's power and instead dominates it with his own connection to the Force. The Ring enhances Vader's strength, unbelievable power now coursing through him.
With the creature running on all fours at Vader, he merely picks it up with the Force, suspending it in the air. "What a pitiful creature you are," Vader taunted. Snarling, the creature flailed around in the air as it tried to reach Vader. "Maybe I should show you some mercy-" he throws it over the precipice "-by ending your pathetic life." The creature cries out as it falls to its doom in the magma.
Vader exits the volcano and looks directly at the eye. A connection exists between the two, it is clear to him. Looking down the volcano, more creatures, just like the ones from earlier, are advancing their way up, with a couple of giants along with them. With a simple flick of his wrist, they are quite easily thrown off of the volcano and sent plummeting to their deaths.
Using the Force, Vader brings his TIE fighter to him and sets it down on the side of the volcano. He climbs in and flies back towards the wormhole. The fiery eye dissipates and follows him back through the wormhole as a black wisp.