Darth Vader stood on the bridge of the star destroyer the entire trip. He watched the stars race past in streaks, then slow once more into the Circarpous system. The giant ship raced to the fourth planet from the sun, which spun just behind the fifth. He said nothing to the crewmembers, merely filled the room with his frightening presence. The ship's captain approached him nervously from behind.

"Lord Vader," the man said, his voice wavering.

Vader turned his iron gaze to the smaller man, who flinched at the sight of him. "I will take my ship to the surface of this planet," Vader said.

The captain looked out at the swamp world before them. "Sir?"

"You will set up a garrison in the capitol city of Circarpous four and execute the leaders of their rebellion, as your emperor has instructed."

The captain turned and walked away, the extent of his nerve for talking to the fallen Jedi spent. Vader stared through him, into his past…