answers to reviewers questions or statements:

Jebest4781: Peter's not a Sith Lord yet but Peter and Sidious's confrontation is coming.

Bladewolf101: Yes and it was trash in my opinion.

coki13566: No alternate Peter Parkers will appear and no Cindy Moon doesn't exist in this universe.

Fenrir44: Eh, you got me there.

Mr No Bo Dy: She is part of the harem, but your getting a little ahead of yourself if you think she'll be Peter's Apprentice once he obtains the title of Sith Lord and later Darth.

superpierce: They got an idea of his power when he faced off against both Vader and Mara, but they haven't quite seen anything yet.

Imperial Warlord: No, it was at it's absolute worse during the Pius Dea's control of the Galactic Republic. The anti-human sentiment after the Clone Wars and into the Empire's rule of the Galaxy pales in comparison.

Guest: Sidious will learn a few things from Peter, mainly by closely observing and attempting to replicate his feats with his own power, but he'll never fully learn everything that Peter knows. As for Mara being put in her place, more of she'll learn that Peter is in a league of his own that she may never be able to reach. Revan's good, I'll admit, but I don't think he's up to Thrawn's level, he'll pose an interesting challenge for the Chiss though, can't deny that. Peter's aware that Sidious wants what he knows and already suspects all this power he's been given is a way to lower his defenses. What do you mean by mature?

CRUDEN: Yes.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or Star Wars characters seen, mentioned or used.


If Peter had any doubts that Sidious would continue punishing him for the execution of that Moff after he departed from Coruscant, they were quickly destroyed when he met what was to be the Admiral of his new Fleet and for all intents and purposes, his Second in Command.

That punishment was in the form of Grand Admiral Miltin Takel.

At first glance Peter almost instantly grew a strong dislike for the man, and not because he looked like some sort of drugged up man whore that looked more common in some back alley brothel than the bridge of a warship, though Peter was willing to bet he was. He also held the faintest whiffs of some sort of Spice, which one Peter had no idea, but it had to be strong from his enhance sense of smell to pick it up. But what really solidified Peter's dislike for the man was the faint telepathic pokes he's been feeling from the high ranking Imperial.

They weren't enough to breach his mental defenses, not by a long shot. It instead they seemed to simply be seeing if Peter had any to begin with and was now simply seeing if he can keep them up for any prolonged periods of time.

'Sometimes I really, really, hate telepathy' Peter thought as he and his second in command, soon to be dead second in command if the man keeps probing at his mental defenses, made their way towards the Wrath.

Given it's size, it was forced to dock with one of Coruscant's massive orbital space stations along with over ten other Imperial-class Star Destroyers and two Battlecruisers. Under normal circumstances, Peter would've loved to tour this station, it dwarfed any he'd been on before in his own time by a factor of four, but Takel's very presence soured the thought.

"-And I've been in communications with several of the commanding officers from the Star Destroyers 'Epsilon', 'Hunter' and the-" Takel had been talking almost non-stop since he met Peter at the hanger his shuttle had docked in over half an horu ago, giving him a highly detailed report on the readiness of his fleet.

'I guess a simple 'Hey everything's fine and ready to go'' Peter thought as he resisted the urge to simply smack Takel into silence as they neared the terminal that'll lead them to the Wrath 'Because honestly, I have little to no idea of what he's going on about'

As the two made a way down a very crowded hallway, all around them various Imperial pilots, Naval personnel, Stormtroopers and even high government officials went to and from various sections of the space station to others or loading or unloading the various warships that've docked at it. Honestly Peter couldn't tell how people weren't bumping into one another every five seconds with how crowded everything seems.

'Practice makes perfect I guess' Peter thought as he saw up ahead the dock the Wrath was pulled into.

There was notably less traffic, the only ones near the docking tube for the warship being the station's security personnel and crew members boarding the vessel. As Peter and Takel drew nearer, the Admiral's telepathic probing began to slightly increase in intensity before Peter stopped and turned towards the man with a glare under his helm. Takel, seemingly unaware of Peter's growing ire thanks to his mental shielding, kept going on about the status of the fleet.

"-And Captain Blemen as assured me that his Star Destroyer's TIE squadrons will be ready to be deployed in the need of any-" Takel went on before Peter held a hand to silence him.

"Admiral, just send the fleet's status to my quarters" Peter said with the barest hints of a growl in his tone "That'll be all"

Takel frowned at this before he quickly schooled his features and nodded followed by a quick bow "Very well my lord"

He turned and began to make his way to the docking tube before Peter spoke up.

"Oh and Admiral?" Peter said as he watched Takel stop and look back at him with a curious expression on his face.

"Yes my lor-" Takel began before he let out a choked cough and his hands flew to his neck as a unseen grip ensnared his throat and began to squeeze.

"If I ever feel you use your telepathy to try and breach my mind again... I wont stop until you've stopped breathing" Peter warned the man "Understood?"

His demand was met with a hasty nod from Takel as his face began to change colors from the lack of oxygen. Peter maintained his grip on the man for another moment before releasing him and made a shooing motion.

"Good, now get out of my sight before I decide to say the hell with it" Peter said as the high ranking Imperial nodded, his hand still rubbing his now sore throat as he quickly departed from Peters presence.

Once he felt the Grand Admiral was far enough away, Peter let out a sigh and turned to see X-23 approaching him. He gave Vader's assassin a curious once over "X-23, what brings you here?"

"I've been summoned by Lord Vader" X-23 answered crisply "Since your fleet is en-route to meet with his, I decided to attach myself to it"

"And here I thought you just wanted to use this as an opportunity to spend time with me and maybe end up being my best-est friend in the whole wide Galaxy" Peter said sarcastically.

"I don't need friends" X-23 said stiffly.

"And I don't need friends that are obviously dark and depressing as you seem to be" Peter replied as he gestured towards the Wrath "Shall we?"

X-23 made a un-lady like grunt as she passed Peter with another thought. The young Sith couldn't help but shake his head at her before following close behind. Honestly, with her attitude, Peter wondered how and why Vader hasn't killed her for her gross disrespect. He would have in a heartbeat if it didn't risk incurring the wrath of Vader, even if he did favor the odds against the cybernetic Sith Lord.

'I'm sure a few concentrated bursts of Force Lightning will drop him' Peter thought with a dark grin 'Or at the very least, mess up that fancy life support suit he seems confined to'

As Peter and X-23 drew near the docking tube, they noticed someone standing just outside the main entryway, a human female from the looks of it.

She was young, perhaps a few years older than X-23 seemed to be, though she was a few inches taller, partly because of the heels she had on. She was also dressed in some sort of tasteful black and gray business dress that had the top buttons undone enough to show off a bit of her cleavage and drew some attention to her hips and rear. With her dark brown hair cut into a short bob cut, warm brown and green colored eyes, she struck an look that was both professional and alluring. At her feet were two large black duffle bags and a light gray handbag.

So the possibility of her being with the Imperial military or the Government itself was slim, though given Emma Frost and Riyo Chuchi's attire the other night at the Gala, Petr was willing to assume she simply had better fashion sense than most in the Government sector.

Beside her was a gray and yellow colored R2 droid with the words 'Front Line' written on it's front. The Droid gave out a series of beeps as Peter and X-23 drew closer to it and the woman next to it, causing her to turn her attention to them.

The woman's eyes widened slightly and she gave a deep bow "My lord, I-"

"I wasn't aware this station carted to civilians" Peter interrupted her as he looked her up and down and than glanced at her droid "You lost or just trespassing? If it's the latter, you suck at it. Your not supposed to get caught unless your trying to make some sort of statement"

"N-No my lord" the woman shook her head as she bent down and reached into her handbag for something.

Peter's hand slowly came to rest just above one of his lightsabers while X-23's stance shifted slightly. After a few seconds, the woman pulled out a data card and activated it's projection to show her identity and affiliation.

"I'm Betty Brant, Front Line News" she revealed as her droid beeped "This little guy next to me is Artoo-Zero Four. He's my photographer, cameraman, or Droid in this case, recorder-"

"He does a lot of reporter stuff, I get it" Peter said with a sigh.

And if he wasn't, he'd still say no to any sort of interview.

Honestly he's never really cared for reporters, news organizations or anything related to it. He always found it a kind of a waste of time and half the time these reporters twisted and manipulated people's words to make the story either more interesting than what it really was or make it something else entirely. Peter didn't like his words being twisted around, especially by other, unknown people that try to use them to make it seem he agrees or disagrees with something.

"What do you want Miss Brant? My ship's preparing to depart soon and I don't have time for an interview" Peter said as he nodded towards his ship as stormtroopers, Imerpial pilots and various other crewman began to pass them as an annouancement went out to signal the Wrath's immient departure.

"Actually, I was hoping to accompany your vessel for a article that covers life aboard the Empire's newest dreadnaught" Betty stated "I was hoping to do a series of interviews with the crew to help people understand what life aboard one of the Imperial Fleet's most powerful ships is really like. At least, what I'm given access to"

Peter nodded slowly at this "Riiiiight…"

The woman, Brant, kept watching him with an expectant expression though the Force told her she was far from as confident as she seemed. In fact, she was outright nervous and even a little terrified to just be in his very presence.

After holding the woman's gaze for another moment, he glanced at X-23 "Front Line News, ever hear of it?"

"I have" X-23 nodded, her very state of being bored "Their one of the few major news organizations that remain independent of the Empire"

Peter couldn't help but snort at this "Oh, the Empire doesn't own every single News company in the Galaxy?"

"Front Line has powerful connections, and enough popularity with the public throughout the Core and Colonies to make such an attempt... difficult" X-23 said before she added "Rumor has it, the Emperor is fond of them and is another reason why it's yet to be nationalized"

"Ah..." Peter said before he returned his attention to betty "Tell me Miss Brant, how would allowing a reporter from Front Line on my ship be to anyone's benefit. Least of all mine?"

"It'd allow me to help tell your story to the Galaxy" Betty answered, a little to quickly in Peter's opinion.

"I'm pretty sure the Galaxy has my story by now" Peter said dryly as he remembered some of the headlines on the Holonet about him in recent days since the Gala "It's gained even more notoriety than my interrupted execution on Anaxes. I dare say I'm the first Sith to actually trend on the Net"

"I meant your real story" Betty said before she took a deep breath and looked him right in the eye "I'll be honest with you my lord-"

"With a Force-Sensitive like myself, smart" Peter grinned while X-23 snorted as she folded her arms across her chest and watched the woman closely, somewhat curious as to why she was here at all.

"My employer isn't even aware that I'm here at the moment" Betty continued on as she adjusted her shoulder bag "Far as he knows, I'm on a shuttle that's in-bound for the Corporate Sector to do a story on cooperate corruption and the like"

This caused Peter to frown "If that's so, why aren't you on that shuttle?"

"Because, I feel there's more to your story than what you've told and showed us" Betty revealed as she gestured towards Peter himself "Until a few weeks ago, no one's heard of you and there was no hint from several of my contacts in the government that a new high ranking position was going to be added into the Empire. If I'm being frank my lord, this all seems sudden"

"Well aren't you just the clever one" Peter said with a slow clap of his hands "Despite the slow clap, I really am impressed. Trust me, if I wasn't, I wouldn't be bothering to clap. But my XO has left me in a mood that's bordering on being dry and sarcastic"

"Thank you my lord" Betty said with a somewhat confused smile before it faded "Look, a lot of people have already written you off as some violent sociopath-"

"They say that?" Peter asked with a quirked brow before he shrugged "Eh, not the worse thing I've been called by the media"

"Not publicly, no" Betty said with a shake of her head "But if your a people person that knows how to read a crowd like I do, you can tell they aren't very fond of you"

Peter hummed at this "And let me guess, you wanna see if there really is someone underneath all my dry sarcasm, clever wit and tendency to cut people in half with a Lightsaber?"

"In not as many words, but yes" Betty nodded "Either way, I'm sure it'll be quite the story"

"Award season is coming up for a lot of these major news organizations" X-23 muttered, causing Betty to faintly blush.

"That too..." she said quietly.

"Interesting..." Peter said as he stared at the reporter carefully.

The Force was telling him that she's important, in what way he has no idea, but he's long since learned that if the Force is nudging him like it is now to take this woman with him, it'd be in his best interest to heed it. After several moments of silence between the three, Peter turned towards X-23 and nodded in Betty's direction.

"Front Line, can it be trusted or is it all anti-Imperial news?" Peter asked.

"It's fair" X-23 said with a sigh "It doesn't take sides and simply provides it's readers the facts it's gathered and leaves them to form their own opinions"

"And I'm as fair as they come my lord" Betty said with a nod "If you commit atrocious crimes, I'm going to do my best to make sure my readers know about it and if possible, why you did it. If you do something heroic, they'll know every detail as well"

"Just be sure to add devilishly handsome and the center of a violent red head's affection that I know and you can write whatever the hell you want" Peter said with a snort before he noticed a passing officer and loudly whistled he man over.

He could sense amusement from both X-23 and Betty Brant as the officer jumped and looked to see who called him before paling at the sight of Peter. He quickly rushed over and came to attention as Peter gestured to Betty.

"Commander, see to it that Miss Brant here is settled aboard the Wrath. Give her one of the nicer rooms if you would" Peter said as he glanced at the reporter, or more specifically, her droid "Also, make sure the Droid's checked for anything... that doesn't belong. I'd rather not take a droid carrying a bio-weapon aboard if I can help it"

"Y-Yes my lord, right away" the officer bowed towards Peter before he reached down to grab Betty's bags and gesture for her to follow him.

"Welcome abroad the Wrath" Peter said with a nod towards Betty.

"Thank you my lord" Betty said with a bow "I'm looking forward to the experience"

'You say that now' Peter thought as he watched the woman escorted through security and on to his ship.

"She's very perky" X-23 said as she watched the woman board the Dreadnaught.

"Huh?" Peter blinked and glanced at the hyper lethal assassin in confusion "What do you mean?"

X-23 gave Peter a brief sideways glance before she grunted and proceeded towards the Wrath "Never mind"

Peter watched her go for a second before he shrugged and followed after her.

"You know, I thought MJ was the all business and no fun type, but you, I think, have her beat" Peter stated, causing X-23 to pause and turn back towards Peter with visible confusion on her half exposed face.

"MJ?" she repeated.

"Mara Jade" Peter supplied with a shrug "I needed a nickname for her that'll fit and MJ came to mind"

"MJ?" Vader's assassin repeated again.

"MJ" Peter nodded.

The two stood there for a moment before X-23 made a sound that sounded like a combination between a scoff and s snort before she continued on her way aboard the Wrath, leaving Peter standing there for a moment before he followed suit.

"It was either that or madam grouchy"

This, did entice a chuckle from the lethal woman.

...

An hour later, Peter stood on the bridge of the Wrath and watched as the massive dreadnaught slowly detached itself from the orbiting space station and began to pull away from Coruscant's upper atmosphere and head towards the cold vacuum of space. Ahead of them laid the rest of Peter's fleet, slowly organizing itself into a typical Imperial fleet formation.

At least, Peter assumed they were, for all he knew, they were just putting their ships in wherever was convenient for them.

'You know, if I'm gonna be leading an entire fleet of ships, I should really learn proper Naval protocol stuff' Peter thought with a snort 'If nothing else, it'll help pass the week and a half long trip to the Outer Rim'

As the various officers were busy making their final checks for the Wrath as she slowly pulled into the fleet's formation, Peter took this moment to properly study his fleet.

It was quite a sight to behold, he'll admit.

Twenty Imperial-class Star Destroyers, four Victory II-class Star Destroyers, six Venator-class Star Destroyers, a Secutor-class Star Destroyer, ten Raider II-class corvettes, twenty Dreadnaught-class heavy cruisers that reminded Peter of the old Mandalorian Kandosii dreadnaughts and eight Tartan-class patrol cruisers.

'This fleet alone has more firepower than a good chunk of my Empire's naval fleet at it's peak' Peter thought as he watched the various ships line up and prepare for the jump to Hyperspace.

"Incredible, isn't it?" Takel said as he came and stood next to Peter, his hands clasped behind his back "One of the most powerful fleets in the Empire, second only to the likes of Vader's and Grand Admiral Thrawn's. And Coruscant's defense fleet of course. And it's all under your command my lord"

"So it seems" Peter said with a nod 'For now anyway...'

Peter had no doubt that this fleet can be taken away just as easily as it was given at Sidious's whim. Honestly, he wasn't too bothered by the fact, though having a fleet of this size could prove to be useful in a endeavor he was preparing to undertake after he helps Vader with his little Jedi problem.

The search for Felicia's tomb... if there was one.

"Is the fleet ready to depart Admiral?" Peter asked, turning towards the man with an expectant look on his hidden face.

"We await your order" Takel said with a nod.

"Well... make the jump than" Peter said as he turned his gaze back out towards the viewport "The sooner we reach Lord Iron Lung with his new inhaler, the sooner we can go about dealing with these Jedi he thinks he's discovered. Honestly, I wonder if the man can even tell what a Jedi is with that unsightly helmet on"

Takel held back a smirk at the insult towards Vader and nodded as he turned back towards the bridge and gave the signal "Helm, proceed all ahead full"

"On to the breach..." Peter muttered as he watched the various warships jump to hyperspace before his vessel followed shortly after.

The stars quickly turned to lines before Peter was greeted to the veer same blue swirling vortex tunnel that was Hyperspace. If there was one thing he was glad has stayed the same, it was this. And given the way the Wrath's bridge was constructed, how similarly dressed these Imperials were to the ones that Peter knew during the Sith Empire, he could almost fool himself into thinking he was back in his own time, with his own people.

But try as he might, it never worked.

'These Imperials aren't the same ones that I fought with' Peter thought as he turned back from the ship's viewport to study the various men and women aboard his warship.

It was amazing what he could sense coming from all of them. Pride, fear, arrogance, deception, uncertainty, all of these things and more sun to Peter through the Force from the various officers at their terminals and work stations. It was a far lighter atmosphere in comparison to the Sith war ships he once served on, less anger and hate, more of the pretty negative emotions that most sentients used to lesser extents. And given there was no other Sith, real Sith, on board, Peter could sense he was the only Force-Sensitive on board, rather than one of a hundred.

'And here I was hoping that Sidious had Mara sneak aboard to keep an eye on me' Peter thought with a snort as he returned his gaze to the bridge's viewport and stared off into the abyss that was Hyperspace 'Or one of his 'Inquisitors' that I keep hearing about'

Hours slipped by as Peter stood where he was, slipping into an almost trance like state as the Bridge went about it's day around him.

Admiral Takel seemed to pick up that Peter didn't want to be disturbed and had all crew chiefs relay what they needed to through him. Peter for his part was lost in thought of how he was going to go about locating any tomb that may have been constructed for Felicia. He doubts that Darth Marr would simply allow his former Apprentice to be forgotten so easily, the man did spend more time than any other Sith looking for her after her presumed death.

'If his fortress still stands, and the databanks stored within haven't been purged or damaged beyond repair, I might be able to find some clue as to whether or not Felicia's tomb is real and where it might be' Peter thought with a distant expression on his face 'But Marr had at least here spread throughout the Empire. One on Dromund Kaas, one on Ziost and another Korriban after it was re-taken by the Empire'

Three planets was still a lot of ground to cover but Peter already knew the location of Marr's fortress on Dromund Kaas and Korriban was only sparsely re-colonized after it was recovered which would help narrow his search. Ziost on the other hand was a different story, Peter only knew about Marr having a stronghold there thanks to Felicia mentioning it as a possible gift from Darth Marr after her ascension to Darth.

'She always stalked about wanting to settle on Ziost when everything was said and done' Peter thought sadly 'Used to say the cold would be a good excuse for her and me to cuddle during the nights...'

Which she'd use as an excuse to do 'other' things with him, purely to keep themselves warm of course.

Peter couldn't stop and a small smile from growing on his face at the thought before he picked up X-23 a bit of ways from the Wrath's bridge. From what he could sense, she seemed to be in a sort of argument with someone and was feeling immense irritation from them while the other presence, a human male from what he could tell, was feeling an equal amount of amusement. Curious, Peter turned away from the bridge's viewport and quickly made his way off the bridge.

"Takel, you have command until I get back" Peter said, walking right pass the Admiral as he was speaking with several Navigational officers.

"Y-Yes my lord" the man said with obvious surprise at Peter's hasty departure from the command deck.

Peter didn't have to walk far down the hall to find X-23 and whoever it was that was she was speaking with. The two were at a small junction, just a bit out of the way so as to not impair the ever flowing traffic of Imperial crewmen. X-23 was clad as always in her dark gray and black body suit, her cowl pulled down to reveal her strikingly dark beauty that even the scowl she was wearing couldn't mar. Across from her stood a man a bit taller than her but far more brawny in comparison with a small pony tail of sorts. He also sported a lopsided grin as he held X-23's glare with the sort of daring bravado that Peter has seen with Corellian's.

'Probably what he is' Peter thought with a chuckle as he stopped a few feet away and watched the two continue their discussion.

"Come on Laura, just until we reach Uncle D's fleet" the man whined "I promise to clean up after myself! Hell, I'll work opposite schedules so you wont have to see me. You leave to do what you do best, even if it isn't very nice, while I slip in and keep your bed warm for ya!"

X-23, or Laura as Peter just learned, made a disgusted face at this "I will not be sleeping in a bed that you've occupied under any circumstances Jixton. Find a berthing with the damn Troopers!"

"But their berthing's suck compared to yours!" Jixton said with slagging shoulders "Also their mean!"

"Your a former Stormtrooper Sergeant that serves Lord Vader" Laura bit out with a growl "I doubt they can match you"

"They can when they work together" Jixton said with a cheeky grin "While those Naval Troopers suck at shooting compared to us Stormtroopers, they make up for it with their teamwork!"

"Than berth with the ship's detachment of Stormtroopers" Laura hissed as her hands contorted into tight fists as her anger with Jixton grew.

"Tried, they told me to fuck off" Jixton said with a shrug "What can you do?"

Before Laura could say anything else, Peter stepped forward and loudly cleared his throat, drawing both of Vader's operatives attention to him "Laura, is there a reason why your arguing with your boyfriend in public like this?"

Jixton blinked at the sight of Peter before the man's words registered in his mind and he let out a snicker. Laura on the other hand growled darkly at Peter and unsheathed the two claws in her left hand.

"He is not my boyfriend"

Peter nodded at this "Oh my mistake, I measnt husband"

This caused Jixton to break out into a fit of laughter while Laura's anger continued to grow until it seemed like she was seeing red. To Peter's slight surprise, the dark haired woman refrained from lashing out and simply began to smother her anger and retracted her claws back into her hand. Seeing that Laura wasn't going to possibly attack him for his comments, Peter's hand drifted away from his Lightsaber while Jixton finally quieted down.

"Man, at this rate, I just might send my transfer in to be under this guy's command" Jixton chuckled, causing Laura to turn her glare back towards the man and increase it's potency ten fold.

That, caused him to pale a little while Peter gave the man a simple once over, he looked like some kind of Smuggler with the way he was dressed and the man's subtle accent marked him as Corellian.

"And you are?" Peter intoned.

"The name's Jixton, my lord" the Corellian said with a wide grin "But you can call me Jix for short. Sorry to drop in like this, but I was on Coruscant meeting with someone when Uncle D called and well, your off to meet him so... I may have snuck aboard"

Peter stared at the man for a moment before he turned towards Laura and nodded towards the direction of a nearby hatch.

"Space him and then join me back on the bridge"

Jix blinked at this, his jaw going slack as he watched Peter turn on his heel and continued on his way back towards the bridge while Laura eyed Jix with a feral grin that unnerved the ex-Stormtrooper.

"H-He's joking, right?" Jix said with a nervous grin as he stared at Darth Vader's most trusted assassin "I mean, you really wouldn't kill me now Laura, would you? After all the pain, happiness and drinks we've bonded over?"

Laura's grin grew even more feral as she took a step forward, causing the man to flinch "That depends..."

And with that, she turned on her heel and followed after the Sith while Jix stood there, sweat building on his brow as he watched the young woman go with something almost akin to a skip in her step. The kind she only ever has after she's butchered someone that's been annoying her.

"Laura, you never answered my question, he's joking... right?" he said as he followed after her "Right?!"

He really hoped he was, being spaced wasn't ay way for a person to go in his opinion.

...


And done.

Next chapter, As Peter's fleet links up with Vader's, he makes an interesting discovery in regards to the Sith Lord...