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Chapter 5

When they reached Vader's palace in Coruscant, Elena could not stop gazing around in awe and wonder at all the huge buildings and streams of traffic. "This is amazing!" she said, fascinated, turning around and around.

Vader took her arm to stop her. "You will get yourself dizzy," he scolded. "Now come along, I will take you to your room." He quickly walked down the hatchway and continued onwards into the large and grand palace.

Elena raced after him, calling "Wait for me, Dad!"

Halfway through the long hallways, and after passing many guards and security officers, Elena was completely lost. "Don't you ever get lost in here?" she questioned curiously.

Vader looked down at her. "No."

"Why not?"

"Because I live here."

"So?"

"If you have lived in a place for a long period of time, then you should be able to make your way around," Vader continued wryly. "I hope such is the case with you."

Elena scrunched up her nose. "Be nice," she responded in a scolding manner.

Vader glanced down at her incredulously. "'Be nice'?" he echoed. "No one's ever told me that before."

"Well I'm telling you now, Dad," Elena replied, smirking cockily.

"Don't call me that," Vader reprimanded, "It is not proper."

"But," Elena said stubbornly, "What if I want to?"

Vader groaned inwardly. Why did she have to be exactly like him? "What you want does not matter," he replied stiffly, "I am your father and you will do what I say."

Elena straightened up and saluted smartly. "Yes, sir!" she barked, glaring at him.

Vader shook his head, and Elena grinned, loosening up. Suddenly he stopped at a door and pushed the button to open it. "This will be your room," he said, and stepped inside, her right behind him.

Elena gaped at the huge room.

"This is my room?" she gawked. "It's gigantic! It's bigger than ten of my old rooms put together!"

"Does it suit you?" Vader inquired, strolling around.

She nodded numbly. "Are you kidding? It's awesome! Thanks Dad!" she flung her arms around him, exuberant. He gently put his arms around her, wondering how many more hugs he was going to get.

"You will have a doctor's appointment this afternoon," he continued, clearing his throat. "I want to see how healthy you are."

"Sure thing," she replied, still gazing at the room, turning around to look at it all.

"Once again, you shall make yourself dizzy," Vader spoke up, crossing his arms over. "You seem to have trouble remembering orders."

Elena snapped to attention. "Forgive me, sir!" she shouted, saluting again.

Vader sighed, and Elena took out one of her comic books and put it away. "What is that?" he asked.

"One of my X-men and Fantastic Four comic books," she explained. "They're my favorite super heroes. See, look," she showed him a picture in one of them. "That's Invisible Woman, and she can make herself invisible and use forcefields. She's my favorite. And that's Wolverine and Lady Deathstrike, they have claws and bones made out of an indestructible metal called adamantium. It was put into their body by a bad guy called Stryker."

Vader studied the pictures for a moment. "My room is across the hall, if you want anything, call for a droid and it will bring you whatever you need," he said, looking down at her. He turned abruptly and strode out of the room.

Elena plopped down on her bed, opened her suitcase, and put away her clothes, which weren't that many. She only had a few shirts and two pairs of pants. After she finished, she took out one of her comic books and began to read again. But when she had finished reading it, she realized that she was very hungry. "Hmm, I wonder when I can eat," she muttered to herself. There was a panel of buttons, and she pushed one of them.

"How might I be of service?" a droid's voice came on the link.

Elena grinned. "Uh, can I have something to eat?"

"What would you like, milady?" the droid questioned.

"Let's see, how about a extra large bantha burger, with lots of cheese and bacon on top, and then I'd also like some ice cream, cookie dough flavored, and to drink I'll have a large chocolate shake, and also some fries and..." Elena's long list continued to go on for a minute.

"It shall be up at once," the droid replied, and shut off the link.

Elena smirked, replied, "thank you," and leaned back in her seat. The food came up in about ten minutes, and she hungrily devoured most of it, and then took out her model Tie fighter and played with it for a while.

About fifteen minutes later, she was growing bored. "What's there to do around here, anyways?" she asked.

Beep! Beep! She was startled by a astro droid rolling into the room. It stopped and turned its top to the side, making loud noises. It was a brassy colored droid, and its shape looked like most other ones she had seen before.

"Why hello there," she spoke up, smiling. "And who are you?"

The droid beeped a reply.

"Arfour Geenine?" she repeated, understanding the droid's language. "Hi, nice to meet you, Geenine. Did Dad send you here to check up on me?"

Geenine beeped in assent.

Elena nodded. "Oh, so he did. Can I go exploring the palace?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.

Geenine's top spun a 'yes.'

"Ooh, okay then, let's go!" Elena said excitedly, and quickly followed the droid out of the room. The two of them toured the entire palace, and finally ended up in the hangar bay, where Elena saw a whole collection of starships, speeders, and other crafts, all of them extremely old, but well taken care of.

"Is this all of Dad's?" she questioned Geenine, who whistled an affirmative. "Whoa, that looks like an old Republic gunship!" she exclaimed, pointing to a starship. "I can't believe he has all of these, this is amazing!"

"I quite agree with you," a friendly voice spoke up. Elena turned to see a younger looking Imperial officer standing there with a smile on his face. "Hello, I'm Private Jenson, Vader's personal aide. Or one of them, anyways," he continued. "I heard you're his daughter."

"Where did you hear that?" she asked curiously, studying him.

"From the man in black himself," Jenson grinned, striding forward. "I've been instructed to see that you're well taken care of, and also to take you to get some new clothes."

Elena snorted. "Yeah, I definitely need some of those," she replied, and held out her hand. "Elena Skywalker," she introduced herself.

Jenson shook her hand. "A pleasure, Miss Skywalker," he nodded, bowing shortly.

Elena rolled her eyes and groaned. "Not you too," she said, shaking her head.

Jenson straightened up. "What? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no," Elena said quickly, "It's just that I don't like to be called 'Miss Skywalker', or 'milady'. I'd much rather you call me Elena."

He nodded. "Very well, Elena," he replied, "But before I take you shopping, Lord Vader wants me to take you to the doctor's. He said he'll meet us there."

"Sure," she answered, "See ya later, Geenine!" she waved, "I'll be back soon!" And with that she followed Jenson out of the room, leaving the astro droid beeped a goodbye.

The two of them went into one of the hangar bays, where they got into a speeder and drove off to the mall. Or one of them, at least. Elena had never been inside a nicer speeder in her entire life. "This speeder is really sweet," she complemented, feeling the smooth back of the seat.

Jenson laughed. "I take it then you've not been in too many of these babies," he grinned, taking a turn.

She shook her head vigorously. "Nope, never," she admitted. "I was a slave before I came here."

Jenson nearly crashed the speeder as he stared at her, shocked. "You were a slave?" he echoed, incredulous.

Elena nodded, embarrassed.

"Poor kid," he said, feeling sorry for her. "I can't say I ever had it that bad. You must be happy that your father found you."

"Yeah, I am," she replied. "But I don't think he's accustomed to being around children, especially girls."

"I quite agree with you on that one, Lana," Jenson agreed, smiling. "He's not the people person, if you know what I mean."

She laughed. "Yeah, I know exactly what you mean."

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