Ordered To Love
Author: Ataris
Disclaimer: I do not own or have any affliation with the Star Wars saga.
Genre: Romance
Author's Note: To explain all of the main characters in the story you can go to the following website: http/boards. you have any questions about the characters or the storyline, you are more than welcome to e-mail me. As I am aware that there may or may not be some confusion over the status of the character Sykes.
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He had paused at the low murmur of speech that invaded the security terminal. Palpatine had already left on business that did not require the shift of a new guard. General Tarkin could take care of the Emperor alone with a simple blaster on his leather clad hip.
There had been no imposed threat by the few rebel squads that faded into the black misery of the galaxy. Palpatine could handle the few legions of senators that impatiently demanded the attention of the empire.
"Mi'lord...we have prepared your starship." The thin feeble guard had whimpered. His dark leather hand held out the sharp, pointed key that drew the Executor's engine into a soft roar.
Vader removed the key from the leather clad hand that trembled with fury. His dry lips crushed into a sterile frown. He withdrew the edged key from the guard's fury shaken hand. He clamped his mechanical fingers around the sterile key that weighed could be massed as next to nothing.
"Has Sykes returned from his mission on Felucia yet, Captain Nooja?" He had asked. He studied the thinly sculpted man, twist his pointed head from side to side. His deep purple hair swayed against his light mauve, war tattooed flesh.
"Inform me when Sykes returns from Felucia." Vader commanded. Nooja had bowed, as he retreated into the dark pocket of the security chamber. He would have to wait for Sykes to return from the brief mission to the exotic star system to enjoy the lost companionship that he had earned in his youth.
He grounded his fist into his side. His fire lit eyes winced shut with the pain that he inflicted onto the outer curve of his leather clad hip. He gritted his teeth together. He had wanted to confide with Sykes over the emperor's quarrelsome orders that burnt at his soul.
He could not revile the deceased memory of the woman that had carried his child into the quarry of death by taking another woman into his bed. Sykes had always been knowledgable even in the afterglow of his life as Obi-Wan Kenobi. He would know what to do, even if it meant to move against the emperor's direct order.
He shook his head, his hair fell lose from the thin band that had purchased his golden main in its tight hold. He did not have time to wait for Sykes to slip out of the mission that the emperor had assigned to the former Jedi Master. He had his own missions to deal with before he could take some time to rest in Bast.
He sighed. His thick eyes brows knitted together in distress. He pressed the rotund buttom that stimulated the holoprojector recorder. He fanned out the long black cape that billowed by him, as he stood statued before the lense.
"Sykes, meet me at the Feyor Manor at Theed, Naboo. I require your immediate council." His voice remained stable, as the holoprojector recordered absorbed his simple image. The faint red light died, as he stopped the feed to the machine.
"Captain Nooja, make sure that Sykes receives this transmission when he gets back from Felucia!" Vader barked. The delicate whisper of submission met his scarred ears, as he faded from the security quarters to the ship that commanded his attention.
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To Be Continued...
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