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"But Lord Vader, isn't it a little dangerous?"

Luke laughed at him, a haughtingly evil laugh. "We will crush these rebels once and for all! Is that understood?"

"Yes Lord Vader," the officer said in a quaking voice.

"Lord Vader!" An officer in the white Grand Admirals uniform approached him. He was the only alien in such a high rank and was a personal favorite of the Emperor.

"Yes, Grand Admiral Thrawn," he growled in a low voice, disgusted by the alien's presence. This alien had once thought himself to be equal grounds in the Emperor's mind with Luke but Luke showed him what he should really think of himself.

He was merely a dispicable alien after all.

"The Emperor wishes to speak with you."

Luke glared at him and with a shift of his black robes walked past the alien and his alien bodyguard. The species of the bodyguard was called a Noghri and two of Luke's own bodyguards were the same although he was disgusted by their existance.

Luke approached the door to the throne room aboard the Death Star. He dropped his cloak onto his arms as his cold eyes met the decaying form of Palpatine.

"The Force is strong with this one," he said as he weakly pointed up into the sky. "And I am growing weak. I must have a body."

"Master," Luke knelt before him. "I shall get you one."

"My clones are useless and I need one immediatly." Palpatine's yellow eyes narrowed on the young Sith Lord. He would be the perfect subject but his Dark Side powers were too strong for the Emperor to take over without weakening him.

"Master, I shall get one for you."

"I have already found one!"

Luke jumped to his feet and lit his blood red lightsaber. "If you want me, come and get me."

Leia stood there on the bridge as she felt a sudden coldness. The stormtroopers surrounded them and she knew she was caught again but at least this time her friends and family were with her.

"Stop!" Leia looked over her shoulder at the stormtroopers. Han was beside her with Chewie but things weren't looking good. The blue blade of the lightsaber throbbed in the dimmer light but she knew that the odds were against her.

Red flashed against the blue lightning in a shock that sent Luke backwards. He got back up to his feet after having been thrown to the ground. His skin was smoking beneath his clothing. His muscles coiled in readiness for the next attack as he turned the blue eyes to his former master.

"Palpatine, I am a Dark Lord of the Sith," his voice was dropped almost to a deadly whisper. "I shall not be that easy."

"We shall see!"

Luke dodged and deflected the bolts once again in a flurry of movement. His breathing sped up as Palpatine twitched his hand to call over two young women.

"This is Shira Brie and this one is Arden Lyn," he said as he pointed to the woman on his right then the one on his left. "I'm sure they will represent a challenge to you Young Vader."

Luke felt his hair fall into his face as he looked up at the young women approaching him. A smirk played across his lips as the one called Shira approached him. Luke took a step backwards as she raised her lightsaber in attack position. The other was coming to block Luke from escaping but escape was not in his plan. His lightsaber pulsed the crimson color of blood.

"You send your minions after me? What? Are you too chicken to face me on your own?"

"You're a fool Young Vader. You'd never last more than two seconds on your own against me."

Luke flipped the tip of his lightsaber towards the first opponent. His blade intersected with hers in a glowing clash. What wasn't seen was the blue blade that sprouted from his other hand and sliced across her stomach. She clutched at it as it burned her.

"Your time is up your Majesty and I will claim the Empire that I have built." His gaze was cold as he brought up his sabers.

"Mara! We need back up!" Mara frantically shot at the stormtroopers as she heard Wedge's voice over the comlink. She saw Han, Leia, and Chewie fighting for their lives.

"We're kind of stuck Wedge!"

"Any hope of backup?" Han asked looking a bit worried. Mara just shook her head. Luke Skywalker, Sith Lord, had given them this opening. He had wanted them to keep their attention so they were working together. It had been quite a few years since the disappearance of Darth Vader but the Empire had never before been as strong.

"Wonderful!" His voice was full of sarcasm.

Darth Vader, formerly Anakin Skywalker, watched from a distance. He knew what was going on but he wasn't going to stop it. He could hear the footsteps behind him. He knew they were coming. One of the Jedi were coming.

"Anakin," the old voice seemed dying. He knew it was none other than Barriss Offee. She had been a padawan the same time he had been. He didn't what he truly felt towards her. She was a healer. "Don't do this Anakin."

"Barriss," his voice echoed through his metal helmet. "What else am I to do?"

"I'll fight you Anakin Skywalker!" Her voice became loud but he knew that age had caught up to her.

Vader smirked to himself behind his mask as his gloved hand fell to his belt. He knew that by now Luke's plan would have worked. One day soon his son would rule the world. He was a true Sith Lord in the tradition of Exar Kun.

Barriss' dark hair swung into her face as green clashed on red. Vader brought his lightsaber into an attack. He swung aggressively but every slash was blocked and returned. Vader remembered she had been an expert in tandem fighting and her master had been such a professional that even his former master had bowed to her fighting prowess.

Finally her guard had slipped slightly but Vader had missed it as she brought her green blade onto his arm. He snarled at her in pain when a blaster hole appeared in her chest.

"What?"

The red clad Imperial Guards stood on top of the hill. "Lord Vader, Emperor Skywalker requests your presence."

"About time," Luke said as he heard his father enter.

"So, he has been slain."

"Yes, I did it." He looked up at his father. "You father, are not fit for my Empire. I will train another apprentice." Luke didn't shake his gaze as he undid the lightsaber from his belt. There was a guard holding a young infant. The infant reminded Vader so much of the boy that had become the Emperor. He had been an infant when he had been recovered from Tatooine.

"You can't do this."

"Don't try to tell me what I can or cannot do," Luke roared at his father. The red blade flickered on with a snap-hiss. "Run my father," his laugh was sickening.

Vader didn't move, he wouldn't move except to reach for his lightsaber that did not help him as the bolts of electricity fried his body. He felt himself weakening as he was brought down to his knees.

Luke brought down his blade onto his father's neck. A playful smirk tugged on his lips as his head went rolling away. "Because of the Sins of the Father..."