Chapter Twelve
A/N: Alright, so the lines didn't show up on the story, so before Darth Sidius starts talking the first time there's a line, and before Obi Wan talks, there's a line. Meaning the next part's in a different place. Maybe that'll help…
Darth Vader sat beneath the Jedi temple, his hood up covering his face. None had come as far as to look in his eyes, and none would recognize his voice, until that one woman came. She had dark black hair that came down over her eyes, which were sort of blue greenish.
"Speak not, look not into my eyes, but trust me with a thousand lies." The woman spoke quickly. Darth Vader knew his master wouldn't leave him waiting for long.
"Shall we take my ship or yours?" Darth Vader asked. The woman whirled around and held a light saber to his throat, it glowed a dark teal.
"I said not to speak. And I meant it." She growled, her own hood covering her eyes. " You will find your ship back with Darth Sidius, and my ship waiting behind your cell window. Be swift, young Vader, for my patience grows thin." She hissed. Darth Vader watched her jump through the window and smiled.
He followed her out, and found that her ship was floating next to the window.
"Where…" He started but the woman turned around and he could feel her teal eyes glaring at him.
"Do not speak until we are well away from here. Just get in." The woman said. After about five minutes, she started to speak.
"I am Darth Eris. And we are on our way back to Darth Sidius. He wishes to speak to you, once we get back there." Darth Eris spoke softly, as if afraid someone other than Vader would hear her. Her voice was slightly inaudible, and unrecognizable.
"Alright, but tell me, how long have you been an apprentice to Darth Sidius?" Vader said calmly as if making small talk.
"Longer than you have. He has used me on various numbers of missions. Spying on possible recruits to the Sith, and spying on offending Jedi." Eris whispered. Vader sensed the tone in her voice that said not to speak again.
Back at the prison…
"Speak not, look not into my eyes, but trust me with a thousand lies."
"Shall we take my ship or yours?" Darth Vader asked. The woman whirled around and held a light saber to his throat, it glowed a dark teal.
"I said not to speak. And I meant it." She growled, "You will find your ship back with Darth Sidius, and my ship waiting behind your cell window. Be swift, young Vader, for my patience grows thin." She hissed. The nightmare was horrifying. Padme woke up to find herself surrounded in darkness, and a silence that was deafening.
"Ani, what have you gotten yourself into?" She whispered to herself more than anyone else. There was no reply as she knew, the cell next door had been emptied only hours before, and neither the resident nor the woman knew who lay in the cell next door.
You may think neither would care really. But, my friend, you are sorely mistaken, for this woman knew Padme, quite personally.