HI EVERYONE! THIS IS LIKE THE PROLOGUE TO THE NEXT PART IN THE STORY. WOULD YOU PREFER ME WRITING THE NEXT PART UNDER THIS STORY OR SEPERATLY AS A SERIES!
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(Starkiller base, Emperor's quarters)
Vader kneeled before his master. His hatred for the emperor grew and grew as his master ranted on about his failure of Ezra.
"Do you have the samples?" He said.
"Yes Master," Vader said as he slithered out the word master. He wished he had used Ezra to overthrow his master. Then he wouldn't be kneeling in front of him.
"Make the clone," he said. Vader stood up.
"I believe Ezra can be consumed by the darkness again. He is a grey Jedi so he is still vulnerbale to the darkness I…"
"YOU FAILED WITH HIM! YOU'RE A FAILURE!" The emperor shouted. Even Vader quivered. But he knew that Starkiller's clone will never be as powerful in the force as the original. And he had a coonection with Ezra which made him desire for Ezra to be his apprentice. He was going to go against his master but he couldn't show it.
"Sorry Master," Vader said.
"You will not call me your master till you have proven yourself again. You can call me… your greatness," he hissed.
"Yes… your greatness," Vader bit his lips behind his mask making them bleed. He walked away from the emperor with only his hate to guide him. The galaxy will be his. As he walked away he planned on how to get to Ezra. It was a master plan.
