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For The Love Of A Child

Chapter 2

On Alderaan, in the capital city of Aldera, Bail Organa received a transmission from Coruscant. "W-what," Bail stuttered, not believing what he was hearing.

"I said, Lord Vader is on his way there and he should arrive within the hour," the communications officer replied, clearly irritated to be repeating the message.

"But, why is he coming here, we have done nothing-"

"I do not know sir," the officer answered cutting the link.

Bail sat back with a sigh and pressed his thumb and forefinger to the bridge of his nose. "What am I going to do now," he wandered aloud. He quickly called together a meeting of the rebel leaders who were already on Alderaan.

"Darth Vader is on his way here right now, he will arrive within the hour," Bail announced to the Alliance leaders, once every one was seated. There was an audible gasp from the group.

"Vader!" Bail's wife, Breha exclaimed. "But we have done nothing to upset the Emperor, or anyone in the empire for that matter."

Bail let out a weary breath. "I know, I'm not sure why he's coming here either, but I suppose we will find out soon. I think it would be best for you to leave the city," he said to the rebel leaders. "Perhaps to the lower levels of Ceravesse City." One by one, they all nodded their agreement.

"In the meantime," he said to his wife, "we need to speak with Leia." The others took this to mean the meeting was over.

Once they had gone Bail commed Leia's nanny, Doré . "Doré , will you please bring Leia to my office."

A few minutes later, six-year-old Leia and her best friend Winter-who also lived in the palace-came skipping into Bail's office followed by Doré .

"Hi, Daddy. Hi, Mommy," Leia said as she stopped in front of her father's desk.

"Leia, we have a...guest coming, he will be here in less then an hour. This man is very dangerous, and I don't want you going anywhere near him," Bail explained. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, daddy." Leia said. "But, why is he dangerous?"

"He...works for the Emperor," Bail said.

"Oh. Does he work in the senate?"

"No, if-when the Emperor dies this man, Darth Vader, will take his place."

"Is he the Emperor's son?" Leia asked.

Bail leaned against his desk with a sigh of frustration. "No. Leia, Sweetheart, please just promise me you won't go near him."

"Yes, Daddy," she said. However, young Leia had other ideas.

The Exactor came out of hyperspace above Alderaan about half an hour later.

"Inform Lord Vader that we have arrived and his shuttle is being prepared," the Commander ordered a young ensign who was standing near by.

"Yes, Sir," the ensign said with a salute then, turning on his heel, he left the bridge.

Vader was in his training room, honing his saber skills. When the young ensign entered the room, Vader had four training droids surrounding him, and two more in pieces on the floor.

"What is it?" Vader snapped.

"My Lord, we have arrived," the ensign said, swallowing hard as his eyes fell on the blood red blade of Vader's weapon.

"I am aware of that," Vader replied as he deactivated the blade of his lightsaber, he was also aware of the ensign's nervousness.

"Your shuttle is being prepared, my Lord," the ensign added, barely a tremor to his voice.

"Good," Vader said, clipping his lightsaber securely to his belt, then he reached out a hand and called his cloak and mask to him with the force. "You're coming down with me."

"My Lord?" the young officer was shocked to say the least.

"You have done your duties well, and you have more courage the admiral to come here," Vader said. "What is your name?"

"Ensign Firmus Piett, My Lord."

"Lieutenant now, Piett."

"Thank you, My Lord," Piett said, surprised by this sudden promotion.

As he and Piett made their way to the hanger, Vader stopped before Clone Commander Cody.

"Commander Cody, find three of your best men and meet me in the hanger," Vader ordered.

"At once, my Lord," Cody said with a salute as he left in search of those three men.

In short order, Vader's shuttle was entering Alderaan's atmosphere. The Organas, Bail and Breha, along with the Organas' aides and attendants met them on the landing pad.

"Lord Vader, this is unexpected, we-"

"Drop the pleasantries, Organa," Vader said curtly as he stepped off the ramp.

Bail nodded. "This way," he said, then the group made its way into the palace.

"Lord Vader, may I inquire as to why you are here?" Queen Breha asked as they walked down the main corridor. "Alderaan has no army, no weapons of any kind, we are peaceful."

Vader's fiery gaze burned into Breha as he spoke, "on the contrary, your highness, you are harboring wanted criminals and I am sure you know where any remaining Jedi are."

"Lord Vader," Bail began, "we have no-" Suddenly his breath caught in his throat and he brought his hands to the high collar of his tunic as he stared at Vader in shock and fear.

"Don't lie to me, Organa," Vader growled. "Consider this a warning, next time I will not hesitate to kill you." Vader released Bail from the force choke.

Bail collapsed onto the white marble floor of the hall, and began coughing and gasping for air.

"Bail!" Breha exclaimed. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I think so," he said once he'd caught his breath. He stood and adjusted his collar, then turned to Vader and said; "We will continue this discussion at dinner."

"In the meantime," Breha added, "Sari will show you to your quarters." One of her veiled attendants stepped forward and bowed to Vader.

Sari led Vader to the wing where his quarters were located, along with Piett, Commander Cody and three Clone Troopers.

She stopped halfway down the guest wing, and indicating a door on the right, said, "These will be your quarters, Lord Vader." As she turned to leave, she added, "Someone will come for you when dinner is ready."

Vader merely nodded as Sari left, then he turned to Piett and the clones. "Monitor all communications and report to me immediately if you find anything pertaining to the Rebels!"

"At once my Lord." Piett and the clones saluted, then marched to the communications center as Vader entered his quarters.

When the door closed, Vader removed his cloak and then his mask, revealing the smooth, handsome face of a man in his late twenties, but with horrid yellow and red eyes like those of the Sith Lords before him.

After a quick survey of the rooms and finding them to be quite satisfactory, he settled on the window seat to meditate.