Oh, been a long time since the last update. oh but anyway, just to make sure this story won't be added to the lot of things i started but failed to finish.Besides,i forgot to say that this story will span the second (old) trilogy. so it will be pretty long.
Disclaimer: i dont own star wars.period.george lucas does.im not making any money, not a cent, over this.
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 8: Sick Cycle Carousel
Leia Organa was confused, she had braced herself for the terrifying encounter with Darth Vader, she marshalled all the strength and courage she hoped she still had, so she could face him without fear, if that was humanly possible...or at least with minimal display of fear...the young Rebel Leader had expected the Dark Lord to arrive with Stormtroopers and most likely, a fully armed T-9870, aptly called a Torture Droid, Leia already saw herself screaming all the way to the Outer Rim, these Droids were known to carry various types of torture equipments,drugs and other things to weaken a prisoner's resolve, hence the name. When she was still a Rebel-in-training, Captain Geron Panaka, Security and Weapons Officer from Naboo, now a valuable member of the Rebel Alliance, showed her holographs of various military equipments used by the Empire, and the T-9870 were designated as a highly dangerous and frightening weapon, no wonder most of her Rebel comrades prefer fighting to the bitter end rather than surrender, but every memory seemed far away...indeed, her fear was even greater now...the Dark Lord's behaviour towards her earlier had been quite disturbing....he came alone, no Stormtroopers, no Torture Droid...and many irrelevant questions...in fact Vader had grilled her with questions about her upbringing...
//"Sit down, your Highness, you will not be harmed"...were The Dark Lord's opening words, he said this in an almost fatherly tone, as if Leia was born yesterday and do not know a single thing about his attrocities. The Rebel Princess sat back down on the bunk bed nonetheless...perhaps he switched tactics?...she thought uneasily...but no matter what tactic he used, i won't give in...she assured herself. Darth Vader remained standing, his tall imposing figure shadowing Leia, but she gave him a defiant glare, even though her insides felt like jelly...his next actions were even more surprising and a little bit frightening, in a different light, as if he was making sure of some phantom discovery...his line of line questioning made the Princess even more uneasy than she already was...."Do you remember someone else with you besides your parents?"....the Princess was stunned to silence for what seemed like an eternity, why on Coruscant's name would Vader ask her something like this?! why was her childhood so suddenly important?...she wouldn't have spoken, until she heard Vader's impatient voice..."Let me remind you who I am Your Highness and what I can do." With that Leia felt the air being squeezed out of her by some unseen force, she never really believed in his "tricks", until now, her hand went to her throat and she gasped for breath. The Dark Lord then stopped whatever he was doing, but Leia continued to hold her throat,coughing..."Excuse me, but what does have to do with anything?! "...she found her voice to object when the burning sensation on her throat finally abated..."Answer my questions, Your Highness. That is all you have to do." the Dark Lord answered with finality...Reluctantly, the Princess complied, it wasn't about the Death Star plans anyway, she guessed the topic was safe to a certain extent...but it does not mean that it would not be difficult to talk about, Leia had never spoken of her early childhood to anyone...when someone asked her about it she would start the story with her school days and the things she did as an adult, how she got into the Senate, the honors she received, besides with the whole business involving the Rebellion there wasnt enough time to mule about anybody's past...not until recently....and she certainly did not expect that she would discuss her past with the Rebellion's worst persecutor...but she had little choice...she started slowly, her hand unconsciously reaching for the necklace Padme had given her, it somehow gave her a measure of peace..."The only one i can remember besides my parents was my sitter,Padme, but she left when i was seven..." She stole a glance at the towering Dark Lord...feeling foolish,she felt she had said too much, it was Vader's turn to be silent, he seemed frozen in place, as if reaching out to a distant memory,whatever that was, Leia doubted that Vader had any good memories though...oh no, i must have said something wrong, but what?...Leia thought with increasing dread, clutching the pendant tightly...she expected to have the air choked out of her again...instead the Dark Lord intoned another query, "Padme...what was her surname?"..."Naberrie."...."Padme Naberrie."..."Left? you said she left?"..."That's what my parents told me, she returned to her homeworld."..."Where?"..."How was I supposed to know?! She never told me, nobody ever told me anything! And I'm not supposed to ask!"...Leia felt fear being replaced by intense irritation..."I see."...Just then, Vader seemed to notice her hand..."What are you hiding in there?"..."Nothing!"...Leia's grip on the pendant was broken suddenly and forcefully, the little token sailed into Vader's waiting hands..."I do not believe this..." was all the Dark Lord had said, staring at the pendant..."Give it back! It's mine! It has nothing to do with anything!"...Leia rose to claim her pendant, totally furious but found out that she could not move..."We shall have this conversation later Your Highness..."...Vader activated his comm.."Doctor, I want you to take blood samples from the prisoner on cel block M-985, now."...."Blood samples??" Leia asked incredulously, this situation was getting stranger by the second...Vader did not answer her, he simply turned his back and went out, in a few moments Leia was alone once more.//
//"Are you an angel?"..."Why do you say that?"..."They say angels are the most beautiful creatures alive, they live on the moons of Iego i think"..."I'll marry you someday"..."But you're just a little boy."..."I won't always be."...//
Darth Vader seemed miles away, lost in his own thoughts, although physically he can be found in his very own Meditation Chamber. Especially after his second encounter with Senator Leia Organa, the Dark Lord could barely stand the sight of her, now that he had an even closer look at the young rebel, he surmissed that she had more resemblance to his...late...wife than he had previously accounted. Vader forced himself to push the memories away...and wondered what had happened to him...he was supposed to ensure the recovery of the Death Star plans, that was the objective was it not?...Grand Moff Tarkin communicated with him earlier, inquiring about his progress regarding the plans...strange...he could not remember the conversation with Tarkin clearly, at least not as clearly as he remembered the one he had with Leia...Leia...Darth Vader snorted, since when did he call known rebels...traitors to the Empire...by their first names, but it seemed rather, appropriate, for some reason. And part of that reason was...the things he found on the princess' belongings, the ring, was that the same ring?...no it couldn't be...but then...and a little token, from long ago, made by him, no, by young Anakin Skywalker, innocent, untainted by evil, given to an Angel, untainted by great sadness...the Pendant...I never thought she would have kept it, until the very end...he thought sadly...but then a realization dawned on him, Palpatine told him that Padme had died, killed on an accident, in which his Master...no, Former Master...Obi-wan Kenobi had been involved, at that time, he had been filled with rage and hatred that Obi-Wan was not able to save Padme...not accepting the part he himself had played...he was away most of the time, fighting...the Clone Wars had taken almost all of his time...not to mention that he had been training under Chancellor, nee Senator, Palpatine...who revealed himself to be a Sith Lord, in secret, fully convinced that the Jedi could not restore proper order in the galaxy...whilst Padme had apparently tried to handle things her own way...and if what the Princess had told him was true, Padme had been alive seven years after his fateful duel with Obi-Wan..."...she left when i was seven..."..."she returned to her homeworld..."...could it be? was it possible?...that, she was...alive...if Padme was alive...then what does that make his Master...a liar...Vader hated to think of the Emperor as a liar...he hated to think that despite all of who was...who he is...he had been deceived all over again...is that so?...a small voice, Anakin's voice, asked skeptically...what if...what if Obi-wan was right...what if Palpatine..his Liege...his Master...his Father?...was the one who had been using him, holding him back, from who he was...who was the liar then....?
At that moment, the entrance to the med chamber beeped, again indicating that someone was on the other side, he hoped it wasn't Tarkin, he simply wasnt in the mood for the later's meddling right now, Force scanning told him that it was not..."Come in." the Dark Lord called authoritatively, gathering himself..."It's Doctor Reinhard, Lord Vader, I have the information you required."...The Doctor entered. Once again the med chamber was filled with the stench of fear...fear...was his ally,it in fact brought him to his current position in the Empire, as many of his enemies were afraid to cross him, but at this very moment, fear seemed to irritate the Dark Lord..."I hope you found something of interest, Doctor.."...the young man started, but struggled to remain his composure..."Yes, I do believe I have found something my Lord."
Disclaimer: i dont own star wars.period.george lucas does.im not making any money, not a cent, over this.
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 8: Sick Cycle Carousel
Leia Organa was confused, she had braced herself for the terrifying encounter with Darth Vader, she marshalled all the strength and courage she hoped she still had, so she could face him without fear, if that was humanly possible...or at least with minimal display of fear...the young Rebel Leader had expected the Dark Lord to arrive with Stormtroopers and most likely, a fully armed T-9870, aptly called a Torture Droid, Leia already saw herself screaming all the way to the Outer Rim, these Droids were known to carry various types of torture equipments,drugs and other things to weaken a prisoner's resolve, hence the name. When she was still a Rebel-in-training, Captain Geron Panaka, Security and Weapons Officer from Naboo, now a valuable member of the Rebel Alliance, showed her holographs of various military equipments used by the Empire, and the T-9870 were designated as a highly dangerous and frightening weapon, no wonder most of her Rebel comrades prefer fighting to the bitter end rather than surrender, but every memory seemed far away...indeed, her fear was even greater now...the Dark Lord's behaviour towards her earlier had been quite disturbing....he came alone, no Stormtroopers, no Torture Droid...and many irrelevant questions...in fact Vader had grilled her with questions about her upbringing...
//"Sit down, your Highness, you will not be harmed"...were The Dark Lord's opening words, he said this in an almost fatherly tone, as if Leia was born yesterday and do not know a single thing about his attrocities. The Rebel Princess sat back down on the bunk bed nonetheless...perhaps he switched tactics?...she thought uneasily...but no matter what tactic he used, i won't give in...she assured herself. Darth Vader remained standing, his tall imposing figure shadowing Leia, but she gave him a defiant glare, even though her insides felt like jelly...his next actions were even more surprising and a little bit frightening, in a different light, as if he was making sure of some phantom discovery...his line of line questioning made the Princess even more uneasy than she already was...."Do you remember someone else with you besides your parents?"....the Princess was stunned to silence for what seemed like an eternity, why on Coruscant's name would Vader ask her something like this?! why was her childhood so suddenly important?...she wouldn't have spoken, until she heard Vader's impatient voice..."Let me remind you who I am Your Highness and what I can do." With that Leia felt the air being squeezed out of her by some unseen force, she never really believed in his "tricks", until now, her hand went to her throat and she gasped for breath. The Dark Lord then stopped whatever he was doing, but Leia continued to hold her throat,coughing..."Excuse me, but what does have to do with anything?! "...she found her voice to object when the burning sensation on her throat finally abated..."Answer my questions, Your Highness. That is all you have to do." the Dark Lord answered with finality...Reluctantly, the Princess complied, it wasn't about the Death Star plans anyway, she guessed the topic was safe to a certain extent...but it does not mean that it would not be difficult to talk about, Leia had never spoken of her early childhood to anyone...when someone asked her about it she would start the story with her school days and the things she did as an adult, how she got into the Senate, the honors she received, besides with the whole business involving the Rebellion there wasnt enough time to mule about anybody's past...not until recently....and she certainly did not expect that she would discuss her past with the Rebellion's worst persecutor...but she had little choice...she started slowly, her hand unconsciously reaching for the necklace Padme had given her, it somehow gave her a measure of peace..."The only one i can remember besides my parents was my sitter,Padme, but she left when i was seven..." She stole a glance at the towering Dark Lord...feeling foolish,she felt she had said too much, it was Vader's turn to be silent, he seemed frozen in place, as if reaching out to a distant memory,whatever that was, Leia doubted that Vader had any good memories though...oh no, i must have said something wrong, but what?...Leia thought with increasing dread, clutching the pendant tightly...she expected to have the air choked out of her again...instead the Dark Lord intoned another query, "Padme...what was her surname?"..."Naberrie."...."Padme Naberrie."..."Left? you said she left?"..."That's what my parents told me, she returned to her homeworld."..."Where?"..."How was I supposed to know?! She never told me, nobody ever told me anything! And I'm not supposed to ask!"...Leia felt fear being replaced by intense irritation..."I see."...Just then, Vader seemed to notice her hand..."What are you hiding in there?"..."Nothing!"...Leia's grip on the pendant was broken suddenly and forcefully, the little token sailed into Vader's waiting hands..."I do not believe this..." was all the Dark Lord had said, staring at the pendant..."Give it back! It's mine! It has nothing to do with anything!"...Leia rose to claim her pendant, totally furious but found out that she could not move..."We shall have this conversation later Your Highness..."...Vader activated his comm.."Doctor, I want you to take blood samples from the prisoner on cel block M-985, now."...."Blood samples??" Leia asked incredulously, this situation was getting stranger by the second...Vader did not answer her, he simply turned his back and went out, in a few moments Leia was alone once more.//
//"Are you an angel?"..."Why do you say that?"..."They say angels are the most beautiful creatures alive, they live on the moons of Iego i think"..."I'll marry you someday"..."But you're just a little boy."..."I won't always be."...//
Darth Vader seemed miles away, lost in his own thoughts, although physically he can be found in his very own Meditation Chamber. Especially after his second encounter with Senator Leia Organa, the Dark Lord could barely stand the sight of her, now that he had an even closer look at the young rebel, he surmissed that she had more resemblance to his...late...wife than he had previously accounted. Vader forced himself to push the memories away...and wondered what had happened to him...he was supposed to ensure the recovery of the Death Star plans, that was the objective was it not?...Grand Moff Tarkin communicated with him earlier, inquiring about his progress regarding the plans...strange...he could not remember the conversation with Tarkin clearly, at least not as clearly as he remembered the one he had with Leia...Leia...Darth Vader snorted, since when did he call known rebels...traitors to the Empire...by their first names, but it seemed rather, appropriate, for some reason. And part of that reason was...the things he found on the princess' belongings, the ring, was that the same ring?...no it couldn't be...but then...and a little token, from long ago, made by him, no, by young Anakin Skywalker, innocent, untainted by evil, given to an Angel, untainted by great sadness...the Pendant...I never thought she would have kept it, until the very end...he thought sadly...but then a realization dawned on him, Palpatine told him that Padme had died, killed on an accident, in which his Master...no, Former Master...Obi-wan Kenobi had been involved, at that time, he had been filled with rage and hatred that Obi-Wan was not able to save Padme...not accepting the part he himself had played...he was away most of the time, fighting...the Clone Wars had taken almost all of his time...not to mention that he had been training under Chancellor, nee Senator, Palpatine...who revealed himself to be a Sith Lord, in secret, fully convinced that the Jedi could not restore proper order in the galaxy...whilst Padme had apparently tried to handle things her own way...and if what the Princess had told him was true, Padme had been alive seven years after his fateful duel with Obi-Wan..."...she left when i was seven..."..."she returned to her homeworld..."...could it be? was it possible?...that, she was...alive...if Padme was alive...then what does that make his Master...a liar...Vader hated to think of the Emperor as a liar...he hated to think that despite all of who was...who he is...he had been deceived all over again...is that so?...a small voice, Anakin's voice, asked skeptically...what if...what if Obi-wan was right...what if Palpatine..his Liege...his Master...his Father?...was the one who had been using him, holding him back, from who he was...who was the liar then....?
At that moment, the entrance to the med chamber beeped, again indicating that someone was on the other side, he hoped it wasn't Tarkin, he simply wasnt in the mood for the later's meddling right now, Force scanning told him that it was not..."Come in." the Dark Lord called authoritatively, gathering himself..."It's Doctor Reinhard, Lord Vader, I have the information you required."...The Doctor entered. Once again the med chamber was filled with the stench of fear...fear...was his ally,it in fact brought him to his current position in the Empire, as many of his enemies were afraid to cross him, but at this very moment, fear seemed to irritate the Dark Lord..."I hope you found something of interest, Doctor.."...the young man started, but struggled to remain his composure..."Yes, I do believe I have found something my Lord."