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Mirage of the Midnight Sun
A skywalker family fic.Slightly AU, follows the plot of the series but has a few tweeks here and there. Starts with Vader capturing Leia on EP IV. I cant remember much of the dialogue and some names of the officers and stuff, so forgive me if i have to improvise.
Chapter 4: An Ocean of Memories
On a floating, shipless ocean,I did all my best to smile,Here I am, Here I am,Waiting to hold you.
"Song to the Siren" By Mortal Coil
Leia paced around on one of the Executor's detention cells. She knew they would be docking soon, but where? Surely they could have interrogated her on the Executor, but then they decided to keep her in a detention cell for a little while longer..."this could be bad..this is bad!" she said out loud.She felt like crying but no...she couldnt lose her composure now..not now.She had heard many stories of Darth Vader's cruelty, both to enemies and Imperials. His temper and impatience were quite legendary. He was quick to do away with people who disappointed,angered or failed him...well i did not disappoint or fail him, but i sure did make him angry, im sure he'll kill me, or torture me until i tell him where those plans are...but he wont get what he wants, i'll make sure of that! the rebellion had suffered enough, she wont make it suffer any further...many of my men, my friends died to protect me, their deaths wont be in vain!...came another fierce thought. she stopped pacing for a while, and just stared into nothing, if padme was here what would she do?...she was always calm...why am i suddenly thinking about her? what would padme know...she was just my baby sitter...just my babysitter..yes.but even then leia suspected that there was more to padme than just being her babysitter...she seemed too..regal to be just a babysitter...and whenever leia thinks of the word "mother", it was padme's image that burns at the back of her mind...as always, padme was mother to leia...leia knew it was somehow wrong because Renoeu was her real mother, but it was also right...bad leia...padme left you because you're bad...you make her sad...she remembered whispered conversations from the past, the ones you feel you need to know, but forbidden to...no, we cant tell her that...that was mother...i know...a pity, they had to endure this...a mysterious man...visiting her sometimes...you must be leia...yes..and how are you leia...fine, sir...why are you here sir?...no leia stop asking too many questions...more whispered words...more important than all the senate meetings she ever attended...secrets...secrets...but stop asking too many questions...suddenly leia felt very angry...why?..what were they keeping from me?!...dont i have the right to know?...before i..leia found herself clutching the pendant given to her by padme...no leia you wont die... a silent word...a silent soul, tormented...not yet...not yet...little leia always seemed calm, but inside she is too angry, she knew...somehow she had to release her anger if she was to keep her composure...she focused on the cell door...the symbol of her being caged...a prisoner...both literaly and emotionally...there's always a door...locked...cannot reach...her anger reaching to an almost boiling point...
She was about to kick the cell door when it opened with a hiss. and she came face to face once again with the Dark Lord.Flanked by several stormtroopers, one of them grabbed her arms roughly and shackled them to her back once more. she immediately silenced her thoughts, she wondered how she could do that, at will. even as a child she could feel when people lie to her, sometimes she could hear their thoughts or feel what they feel...hmmm..strange little leia,but she did not dare tell her father or mother that...and when she wants to block something out of her mind, she could do so, like that light switch in Bail Organa's room that leia had been fixated to when she was 5 years old...on and off... light and dark...early morning and the dead of the night...
Darth Vader eyed the princess warily, before he entered the room. he could sense several thoughts...feelings...anger...sadness...and he thought he heard a very familiar name spoken...but now that he was here he could sense nothing as though he had hit a blank wall...he subtly probed her mind once more...but he felt like being repelled over and over again...how could she do that...must have been trained well...but he had questioned many people before...hardened assassins, spies with far more training than her...if that was a natural ability...then it could only mean one thing...she was force sensitive...but she cant be because neither bail nor his wife were...he will deal with this later...for now a job must be accomplished..."your highness, we have arrived, i shall oversee the 'procedures' and in the end i'm sure you will give us the answers regarding those plans." he said,bass tones echoing on the cell block. " you will get no such thing lord vader." The princess said vehemently. "we shall see your highness, we shall see.." The Dark Lord motioned his troops to follow, which they did immediately.
Leia found herself being shoved violently to the cell opening..."I can walk! Thank you!" she hissed at the stormtrooper in question. The man slackened his grip a bit and stopped shoving her, she squared her shoulders and glared at the trooper, who just shrugged and pushed her forward. She was now walking alongside the Dark Lord.She glanced sideways at the black clad giant...wondering who the man behind the mask was...if that even existed...she thought sarcastically...still she found herself feeling sorry for him...how painful it must be to wear that cumbersome mask all the time...no!...why in coruscant's name would anyone feel sorry for the most evil being in the galaxy, save the Emperor!? As her father told her this person was responsible for the death of many people, the Jedi purge, the suffering of many worlds, and he does not seem to regret it one bit!...She mercilessly crushed her pity immediately...the only person who i'm sorry for was myself for being in his clutches!...still that tiny bit of sympathy remained...making her more furious with herself, for being invaded by such feelings...as if sensing her distress the Dark Lord turned his attention to her..."Anything the matter, Princess?" he asked in a tone that startled her...it was as if he was really concerned...who were you kidding? she thought...he's just playing games...trying to see if you will give up...well sorry My Lord...that wont happen..."Everything is the matter Lord Vader." She said in a neutral tone, like the ones she used during her Senate days. The Dark Lord said nothing and continued walking, then, something seemed to cross her mind...they were now passing through a narrow corridor and a large door could be seen at the end..."you said we arrived, where?"...she blurted out. Vader did not answer. In fact it seems as if he never heard her speak.
//Nine year old Anakin Skywalker, walked alongside Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his apprentice Obi-Wan Kenobi..."Master, are you sure this is right?" Kenobi was saying. "The council..."..."The council, my young padawan, will listen to my arguments, I am sure Master Yoda will understand." Qui-Gon countered. Kenobi did not object this time, he knew Qui-Gon, once he made up his mind no one, not even the wrath of the whole Jedi Council could stop him. He glanced sideways at Anakin. "I promise sir, I wont be trouble..." Anakin assured them once again. "I know my boy, I know.Do not be scared." Qui-Gon smiled and patted Anakin on the shoulder, they were now on the narrow corridor leading to the Council chamber. Anakin was worried and afraid, he was worried about his mother whom he left in Tatooine...still a slave, he wished that when they freed him, his mother would be freed as well. but things did not turn out that way. now...too many things he could not understand...too many...he will now be judged by the Jedi Council...he desperately wanted to be a jedi...when he became one...he'll come back to Tatooine and free his mother...and all the slaves...the Jedi is the answer to everything...that thought was imprinted in his young mind...he believed in it completely...he dreamed of a world where no one is above anyone, where everyone is equal...yes...when i become a jedi knight......everyone will be happy...no one will be made to suffer...no one...those thoughts seemed to strengthen his resolve...but just the same, his fate still lay in the hands of those who will judge him...i will become the most powerful jedi someday...were his last thoughts before the large ornate doors swallowed the three of them.//
They were now at the end of the corridor.And Vader still hadnt answered my question!...leia thought furiously...anyway, it isnt likely that they'll bring me somewhere nice...if anything they'd just as soon throw her into a melting lava pit, if not for the plans...but just the same she had to know, for she loathed not knowing..she was about to repeat her question when the doors opened...leia saw an assortment of imperial troops, even larger than the ones she saw on Coruscant every "Loyalty Day" celebration...what's going on?...where am i really?...She thought it unlikely that they were still on the Executor for she could see that it was now in orbit...orbiting what?...an officer approached them..."Lord Vader, welcome back, Governor Tarkin was waiting in the Conference Room."...Leia scowled at the mention of Tarkin's name.If there was one being in the galaxy that ought to be fed to a Rancor, that was none other than Tarkin, if she were to choose between Tarkin and Vader, she would have chosen Vader without batting an eyelash. She had met Tarkin a couple of times in the Senate and often times she found herself fantasizing about choking the air out of him...of course that slime was behind this!..."I will be there shortly Commander." vader was saying.The dark Lord turned to face her.."Welcome to the Death Star, Your Highness. We have much to discuss."..."Commander, escort the prisoner to the maximum security cell. And await my orders."..."Yes, Lord Vader!" With that, Vader strode to the other direction, while Leia was once again shoved roughly..."Come along you.." the officer told her. She glared at him for a moment then continued walking to the direction of the holding cells.
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Another note from the Author: thanks to Mr. Marcelo Ripa from Star Wars Philippines for taking time to read my fic.
Mirage of the Midnight Sun
A skywalker family fic.Slightly AU, follows the plot of the series but has a few tweeks here and there. Starts with Vader capturing Leia on EP IV. I cant remember much of the dialogue and some names of the officers and stuff, so forgive me if i have to improvise.
Chapter 4: An Ocean of Memories
On a floating, shipless ocean,I did all my best to smile,Here I am, Here I am,Waiting to hold you.
"Song to the Siren" By Mortal Coil
Leia paced around on one of the Executor's detention cells. She knew they would be docking soon, but where? Surely they could have interrogated her on the Executor, but then they decided to keep her in a detention cell for a little while longer..."this could be bad..this is bad!" she said out loud.She felt like crying but no...she couldnt lose her composure now..not now.She had heard many stories of Darth Vader's cruelty, both to enemies and Imperials. His temper and impatience were quite legendary. He was quick to do away with people who disappointed,angered or failed him...well i did not disappoint or fail him, but i sure did make him angry, im sure he'll kill me, or torture me until i tell him where those plans are...but he wont get what he wants, i'll make sure of that! the rebellion had suffered enough, she wont make it suffer any further...many of my men, my friends died to protect me, their deaths wont be in vain!...came another fierce thought. she stopped pacing for a while, and just stared into nothing, if padme was here what would she do?...she was always calm...why am i suddenly thinking about her? what would padme know...she was just my baby sitter...just my babysitter..yes.but even then leia suspected that there was more to padme than just being her babysitter...she seemed too..regal to be just a babysitter...and whenever leia thinks of the word "mother", it was padme's image that burns at the back of her mind...as always, padme was mother to leia...leia knew it was somehow wrong because Renoeu was her real mother, but it was also right...bad leia...padme left you because you're bad...you make her sad...she remembered whispered conversations from the past, the ones you feel you need to know, but forbidden to...no, we cant tell her that...that was mother...i know...a pity, they had to endure this...a mysterious man...visiting her sometimes...you must be leia...yes..and how are you leia...fine, sir...why are you here sir?...no leia stop asking too many questions...more whispered words...more important than all the senate meetings she ever attended...secrets...secrets...but stop asking too many questions...suddenly leia felt very angry...why?..what were they keeping from me?!...dont i have the right to know?...before i..leia found herself clutching the pendant given to her by padme...no leia you wont die... a silent word...a silent soul, tormented...not yet...not yet...little leia always seemed calm, but inside she is too angry, she knew...somehow she had to release her anger if she was to keep her composure...she focused on the cell door...the symbol of her being caged...a prisoner...both literaly and emotionally...there's always a door...locked...cannot reach...her anger reaching to an almost boiling point...
She was about to kick the cell door when it opened with a hiss. and she came face to face once again with the Dark Lord.Flanked by several stormtroopers, one of them grabbed her arms roughly and shackled them to her back once more. she immediately silenced her thoughts, she wondered how she could do that, at will. even as a child she could feel when people lie to her, sometimes she could hear their thoughts or feel what they feel...hmmm..strange little leia,but she did not dare tell her father or mother that...and when she wants to block something out of her mind, she could do so, like that light switch in Bail Organa's room that leia had been fixated to when she was 5 years old...on and off... light and dark...early morning and the dead of the night...
Darth Vader eyed the princess warily, before he entered the room. he could sense several thoughts...feelings...anger...sadness...and he thought he heard a very familiar name spoken...but now that he was here he could sense nothing as though he had hit a blank wall...he subtly probed her mind once more...but he felt like being repelled over and over again...how could she do that...must have been trained well...but he had questioned many people before...hardened assassins, spies with far more training than her...if that was a natural ability...then it could only mean one thing...she was force sensitive...but she cant be because neither bail nor his wife were...he will deal with this later...for now a job must be accomplished..."your highness, we have arrived, i shall oversee the 'procedures' and in the end i'm sure you will give us the answers regarding those plans." he said,bass tones echoing on the cell block. " you will get no such thing lord vader." The princess said vehemently. "we shall see your highness, we shall see.." The Dark Lord motioned his troops to follow, which they did immediately.
Leia found herself being shoved violently to the cell opening..."I can walk! Thank you!" she hissed at the stormtrooper in question. The man slackened his grip a bit and stopped shoving her, she squared her shoulders and glared at the trooper, who just shrugged and pushed her forward. She was now walking alongside the Dark Lord.She glanced sideways at the black clad giant...wondering who the man behind the mask was...if that even existed...she thought sarcastically...still she found herself feeling sorry for him...how painful it must be to wear that cumbersome mask all the time...no!...why in coruscant's name would anyone feel sorry for the most evil being in the galaxy, save the Emperor!? As her father told her this person was responsible for the death of many people, the Jedi purge, the suffering of many worlds, and he does not seem to regret it one bit!...She mercilessly crushed her pity immediately...the only person who i'm sorry for was myself for being in his clutches!...still that tiny bit of sympathy remained...making her more furious with herself, for being invaded by such feelings...as if sensing her distress the Dark Lord turned his attention to her..."Anything the matter, Princess?" he asked in a tone that startled her...it was as if he was really concerned...who were you kidding? she thought...he's just playing games...trying to see if you will give up...well sorry My Lord...that wont happen..."Everything is the matter Lord Vader." She said in a neutral tone, like the ones she used during her Senate days. The Dark Lord said nothing and continued walking, then, something seemed to cross her mind...they were now passing through a narrow corridor and a large door could be seen at the end..."you said we arrived, where?"...she blurted out. Vader did not answer. In fact it seems as if he never heard her speak.
//Nine year old Anakin Skywalker, walked alongside Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his apprentice Obi-Wan Kenobi..."Master, are you sure this is right?" Kenobi was saying. "The council..."..."The council, my young padawan, will listen to my arguments, I am sure Master Yoda will understand." Qui-Gon countered. Kenobi did not object this time, he knew Qui-Gon, once he made up his mind no one, not even the wrath of the whole Jedi Council could stop him. He glanced sideways at Anakin. "I promise sir, I wont be trouble..." Anakin assured them once again. "I know my boy, I know.Do not be scared." Qui-Gon smiled and patted Anakin on the shoulder, they were now on the narrow corridor leading to the Council chamber. Anakin was worried and afraid, he was worried about his mother whom he left in Tatooine...still a slave, he wished that when they freed him, his mother would be freed as well. but things did not turn out that way. now...too many things he could not understand...too many...he will now be judged by the Jedi Council...he desperately wanted to be a jedi...when he became one...he'll come back to Tatooine and free his mother...and all the slaves...the Jedi is the answer to everything...that thought was imprinted in his young mind...he believed in it completely...he dreamed of a world where no one is above anyone, where everyone is equal...yes...when i become a jedi knight......everyone will be happy...no one will be made to suffer...no one...those thoughts seemed to strengthen his resolve...but just the same, his fate still lay in the hands of those who will judge him...i will become the most powerful jedi someday...were his last thoughts before the large ornate doors swallowed the three of them.//
They were now at the end of the corridor.And Vader still hadnt answered my question!...leia thought furiously...anyway, it isnt likely that they'll bring me somewhere nice...if anything they'd just as soon throw her into a melting lava pit, if not for the plans...but just the same she had to know, for she loathed not knowing..she was about to repeat her question when the doors opened...leia saw an assortment of imperial troops, even larger than the ones she saw on Coruscant every "Loyalty Day" celebration...what's going on?...where am i really?...She thought it unlikely that they were still on the Executor for she could see that it was now in orbit...orbiting what?...an officer approached them..."Lord Vader, welcome back, Governor Tarkin was waiting in the Conference Room."...Leia scowled at the mention of Tarkin's name.If there was one being in the galaxy that ought to be fed to a Rancor, that was none other than Tarkin, if she were to choose between Tarkin and Vader, she would have chosen Vader without batting an eyelash. She had met Tarkin a couple of times in the Senate and often times she found herself fantasizing about choking the air out of him...of course that slime was behind this!..."I will be there shortly Commander." vader was saying.The dark Lord turned to face her.."Welcome to the Death Star, Your Highness. We have much to discuss."..."Commander, escort the prisoner to the maximum security cell. And await my orders."..."Yes, Lord Vader!" With that, Vader strode to the other direction, while Leia was once again shoved roughly..."Come along you.." the officer told her. She glared at him for a moment then continued walking to the direction of the holding cells.
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Another note from the Author: thanks to Mr. Marcelo Ripa from Star Wars Philippines for taking time to read my fic.