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A/N: The trailer is out for The Last Jedi! Are you guys excited? I know that I am! I hope you like this chapter. Life has been crazy, so the updates have been a lot slower. BUT we are finally back to Darth Vader's perspective! This chapter is shorter, but it's been a long time since an update, so I figured I should at least post a little something to show you guys that I haven't quit writing this story. Let me know what you think.

Darth Vader's POV

I quickly evaded my young apprentice and the prisoner, stepping out of the room. My throat had constricted, making it hard to swallow. There was an intensity emitting from the door and I refused to look back. I took long strides towards my quarters, trying to center myself. What is happening to me? Why am I allowing my emotions to cloud my thoughts? Leia Organa means nothing to me. She is a spoiled Princess that destroyed my chances at ruling the galaxy. She has never been anything except a nuisance to me. So, why did her name have such a strong effect on me?

She is my daughter, that much I know. I also know that I can never truly be her father. No, not even if I wanted to. I burned those bridges when I obliterated her planet and put her through strenuous amounts of torture. She is my child by birth, but she will never be mine. Is that what hurts? The fact that I had been lied to? After all these years I thought that the baby had died with Padme, and it turns out Bail Organa had her right under my nose this entire time? I don't know which frustrated me more; the fact that she was hidden in plain sight, or the fact that I never noticed.

Poe thinks everything of her. His mind was practically screaming her name. The amount of respect was overwhelming. Yet, my incompetent apprentice didn't even see it. He is far too old to begin training, but the same was said for Luke Skywalker. I hadn't thought much of him. Obi-Wan was insane. He had been for his entire life. It is a miracle I turned out to be alright under his ridiculous training. When I discovered that his new apprentice was so old, I laughed in triumphant. Still, if Obi-Wan could train Luke into something that great in such a short time, I could train this Stormtrooper. He has the potential, but there is also much conflict within him.

I approached my quarters, the door sliding open. I was surprised to see Captain Phasma there. I immediately regretted offering the room to her. I was not in the mood to be bothered by others. Her back was turned to me and she appeared to be deep in thought.

"Do you make it a habit of disturbing others in their private quarters?" I hissed out, not bothering to hide my annoyance.

"Lord Vader." She spun around, sounding equally as surprised to me. "Forgive me for intruding once again. I just…" She trailed off. "I needed a moment for myself and I don't really have anywhere else to go."

I don't know what came over me in that moment. Whether it was some form of pity from being in a similar situation at that moment or if it was me trying to gain her trust, but I gave her a long look before nodding. "Events can shake the ground that we thought was once firm. Is everything alright?"

"Yes, sir." She replied. "Something happened but it is of no great importance. I was just leaving anyways." I was impressed with how well she could cover up the truth. She was a machine. She must have been trained from a young age that she must not seem weak in front of others. She had a shield that she could put up that could block almost anyone. I knew that something more was wrong, but I decided not to try and probe her. Instead, I found myself giving her wise words that I myself needed to hear.

"Sometimes pushing down your feelings makes it worse. Hiding them can only accomplish so much."

She looked at me and in that moment, I felt as though we were both exposed. It was for a split second, but we both let our façade break and our inner emotions leaked out. As soon as it came, it went, and we were both automatically back up on guard. She cleared her throat and gave me a curt nod. "I have a lot to do and I am sure that you have a lot on your mind." She began walking out, taking quick strides. The door slid open and as she attempted to step out, she ran into Kylo Ren. He was standing at the door, a foreboding energy surrounding him.

"Captain Phasma." He greeted her abruptly.

"Good evening, sir." She replied as she continued to leave, glancing back at me over her shoulder.

Kylo looked at me with a mix of annoyance and paranoia. "Why was my head stormtrooper in your room?"

"You did not assign her a room after you gave me hers." My voice was monotonous. "Fix that."

"Yeah," He said dismissively, obviously not interested in it now that it was not a threat to him. "I'll get to it later."

"You'll get to it sooner rather than later." I argued. I didn't appreciate his petulant attitude.

"Sure. But, listen, I don't know what you're doing right now, but drop everything. Now is the time to go and meet with Snoke. He is ready to see you."

Snoke.

A name that I am sure instilled fear among millions of people. A man who I am sure terrorized hundreds of planets across the galaxy. Someone with no morals who has done despicable things to gain his status. And yet, I felt absolutely nothing. In fact, I was just eager to get this ridiculous meeting over with. I knew that I should care. I have been catapulted into another dimension and the Sith leaders have changed, so I should want to meet with him and become accomplices. I have far more power than Kylo Ren and I would indeed be a much greater asset to taking over the galaxy. But, somewhere in the pit of my soul, I had a bad feeling about this meeting.

"Yes. I am ready as well." I began walking with him. He turned and led the way. The two of us walked in silence as we approached a large black door. Kylo held his hand to a scanner, which emitted a green light. The door let out a loud creak as it slowly swung open.

The room was empty and Kylo walked up to a device in which he entered in a few quick digits. Suddenly, a larger than life figure appeared before us. It was a hologram of a creature so hideous that I was reminded of the time I first looked in the mirror after my burn injuries. I stared up at him, showing him that his impressive size did not intimidate me. Kylo immediately kneeled before him. I nearly scoffed at the site.

"Lord Vader." Snoke spoke out with something akin to astonishment. "Kylo swore you were here on everything, yet I can't believe you are actually here. Your work was quite amazing before you vanished."

"Yes, it is strange for me as well."

"I will assume that Kylo Ren has filled you in on our intentions?"

"For the most part. We must get the droid to locate Luke Skywalker."

"Ah, well. Then this makes our meeting very simple." A small smirk appeared on lips. He glanced down at Kylo. "Since you two failed to get the droid, it has fallen into the hands of Han Solo."

"What?" Kylo hissed out. "Why would he even want it? He doesn't care about any of this. He made his choice years ago when he went rogue on everyone."

"Regardless of why he has it, I have sensed a new threat to us." Snoke replied. "A Grey Jedi name Leo. A bounty hunter known as The Cipher. He is no longer a neutral party. The Force tells me that he is with Han Solo."

"Why would he want the droid?" I asked, noticing the anger rising in my grandson.

"Leo is treacherous scum! He advocated against me and refused to join us. He claims he is neutral but I have always known he would rejoin Luke and help the Resistance to our demise!"

"Silence!" I seethed at him. He was showing his weakness in front of his master. "You know nothing. You are blinded by your anger. I know that I do not know everyone like you do, but you put too much stock in your enemies. Do not let your past control your feelings."

Snoke held up his hand to prevent Kylo from speaking. "He is a threat now. So you two have a new mission. Get me Luke Skywalker's location. Whether it be from the droid or from that prisoner. And then, get rid of Leo and Han Solo while you are at it. They are becoming quite the nuisance."

"Yes, master." Kylo Ren replied, looking over at me.

I had no issue killing Leo, for I have no ties to him. A week ago, I would have had no issue killing Han Solo. He was just some worker for Jabba and I took pleasure in making Jabba feel weak. But for Kylo to kill his own father? That seemed absurd to me. Still, it would be best to just follow commands, especially if my grandson had no quarrels with it. If it came down to it, I could finish the deed for both of us.

"As you command." I replied, watching the hologram slowly fade away.