Thank you SO SO SO much for all of your reviews! They are one of the reasons this story is going on!
Important Author's Note: Who would like a trailer for the sequel? I still haven't decided for the name.. a little help there would be great, too. Oh, and just another thing, I'm not sure if the Reviewers Torturing Sith Lords skits are going to be as long as before, I really want to focus more on the main story... but since so many of you guys love it, I can't get rid of it fully! So try not to make your demands TOO long, capiche? I'm still not sure if the skit will be in the sequel, but if I get too many positive reviews on it, then I have to please the people!
RavenRulzRF: Thanks for the ideas!
phylitr: She was using the Force to listen better. You'll see in this chapter! Thanks!
Jessica-Angel-Skywalker: Thank you for the review and idea!
Jinn Twins: I don't like the Neimoidians, either. WHO DOES? Rotten, slimy, dirty... no good... TERMITES!
ILUVZIM: he he he! Your reviews always make me crack up! Thanks so much for all the support, I'm so happy you continue to like my story! I look forward to getting your reviews!
Dark Lord Dashi: Why thank you! Yes, she will be embracing the Dark Side.. but not turning, mind you! I hate stories where good people turn...
Amylion: Thank you, since this is my first Vader fic, I haven't had much experience with his character. If you could give me some pointers on how to make his character more realistic, that'd be great!
Chiara Sholuk: They ain't be gonna killing anybody right now. Thanks for the review!
Adame shmi Skywalker Vader: No, I haven't seen the fanfilm, but it sounds interesting! Thanks for the review!
Mrs. Pippin Baggins: Oy! Hello there! Thanks for visiting this story, sure I can put you in!
Celtic Cross: Hey! You're back! Was beginning to wonder where you'd gotten to! Yes, the ship was thrown in there for fun, but it could become something, possibly. Thanks for the idea!
WE ARE BACK, ONCE AGAIN, FOR REVIEWERS TORTURING SITH LORDS! (much applause is heard)
Okay, let's get right down to business. Raven, you're first!
Raven: You have to dress up in pink bunny outfits and give the Jedi younglings candy!
Sith: NO!
(noise from the other room is heard) WAH!
Tela: I think they need a diaper change and some food.
Sith: Aw...
Angel: (giggles) Like we care! Besides, Maul, I was one of those Jedi younglings until your Master destroyed the Temple and took Luke's and my father, turning him into VADER! Sorry guys.
Yavie: No problem! Let's tie the Sith up and throw Jawa pizza at them, since Palps is allergic to it! He he!
Han: Now we're talkin'!
Celt: Hey Sith! Miss me?
Sith: (Groan loudly)
Celt: Well too bad because I'M BAAACK! Mwa ha ha ha!
Adame: Make them stay in a room with Jar Jar for a day! no, week! no, month! no, year! no, decade! no, Century! no, Millennium!
Maul: We'll all be dead in a millennium!
Celt: SHUT UP!
Palps: (mutters under breath) Stupid little girl. When I retain control of the galaxy I'm gonna ring her sorry little..
Celt: I beg your pardon?
Palps: NOTHING!
Let's get back to Elena, shall we, and see how she is dealing with the Neimoidians.
Chapter 28
Disclaimer: See chapter one. Oh, should I bring the X-Men into this, or should I leave them out! I haven't decided yet.
When Elena was brought to her room, she quickly closed the door behind her and checked for any hidden cameras. Finding two or three, she quickly got rid of them. Then she checked for any bugged wires, and finding at least four, she rid her room of those as well. "Blasted Neimoidians," she muttered.
She found a holocom and decided to check in with her father. After making sure it wasn't bugged, of course. She cleared her throat and waited for a return signal. Jenson finally appeared on the screen, stoic and serious. "This is Lord Vader's – hey lil' sis, what's going on?" he said happily, a smile on his face.
"Hi Jen," she replied, grinning, "I just wanted to let my dad know that I arrived at my destination safely... but I'll have to keep watch, they might have something up their sleeves."
"I'll put you on with him," Jenson replied, "Stay safe, kiddo."
She nodded. "Thanks, I'll try."
The screen fizzled before changing to a scene of Vader. "Elena, you are well, I trust?" he boomed.
"Never better," Elena replied, "I'm meeting with the Viceroy tonight, so hopefully I'll straighten things out."
Vader nodded. "Very good," he replied, "Just be safe. I'm sending you some datapads which will help you negotiate. You should find them very useful, since you are not a politician."
Elena grinned. " 'Negotiating Treaties for Dummies'?" she snickered, "Great idea."
"I shall call back to check on you later," Vader replied, "May the Force be with you."
"You too," Elena said, watching as the screen turned to black.
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Later that evening, she showered, changed into a fancy dress, and was shown to the main banquet hall of the Viceroy. There were many other people attending, and most of them were Neimoidians; because of that, Elena felt out of place. She finally saw the Viceroy and walked up to him boldly. "Excuse me, Viceroy," she said in a diplomatic voice, "I am Elena Skywalker, daughter of Lord Vader."
The Viceroy turned to her, his face a mask of deception. "Ah, your Highness, it is a pleasure to have you with us," he said smoothly, "I am Viceroy Gunray. I trust you had a safe journey?"
"For the most part," Elena replied. "I am here to discuss a new treaty with you, Viceroy, so that hopefully we can bring about a peaceful agreement." Well, not doing that bad so far...
"I see," the Viceroy answered, "Tomorrow we will talk things over. Tonight, enjoy yourself, for this is the annual Neimoidian holiday banquet. Feel free to sit anywhere you like."
She nodded and bowed shortly. "Thank you, Viceroy," she said, "I am honored to be staying here." Not really.
For the next hour or so, Elena walked around, sometimes chatting with various Neimoidian nobles. Most of them were fairly polite, while others were hostile and extremely rude. When the dinner was served, Elena sat between two younger Neimoidian males, both of which were constantly speaking to her.
Well this is just peachy, she thought to herself with displeasure. She tiredly picked at her food in exasperation. Growing quickly tired with the entire ordeal, and realizing that there was no need to stay there that evening, since negotiations didn't begin until the following day, she politely excused herself and left for her room.
"Hm, Geenine, the city looks so beautiful tonight, I think I'll go for a drive and explore," Elena spoke up, changing into some regular clothes.
Fine, just take your lightsabers with you, you never know what kind of people are out there, Geenine replied.
"You're starting to sound like Dad," Elena muttered. "When will you and he realize that I'm not a little kid anymore? I'll be fifteen in about seven or eight months."
Yeah, but still, Geenine warned.
"Fine, fine, whatever," Elena muttered, throwing on a light jacket, "I'll see ya later, kay?"
Bye! The droid cheerfully called.
Elena walked out of the room and out of the palace, humming lightly to herself. She rented a speeder and zoomed off into the city, which was widespread across the planet. But there was also much foliage and trees there, unlike Coruscant.
Parking the speeder into a spot, she jumped out and strolled along the sidewalks, enjoying her time to herself. It was a very peaceful and clear night out, and even though the sound of people, speeders, and starships was constant, it was very relaxing.
"I could get used to this," she said, smiling.
Her joy was short lived when a sudden group of people began to open blaster fire on her. She ducked and ran into an alley, drawing out her lightsabers. "This is just peachy," she hissed, and ignited the lightsabers, twirling them around in her hands.
She leapt out, surprising the gang, and darted forward, blocking the fire sent at her and deflecting it. Very quickly, she deflected the fire back at the people and sent them falling to the ground, either dead or seriously injured. By now many passer bys were watching the scene, startled and astonished.
Elena ran to the gang and knelt down, eyeing them suspiciously. One of them was still alive, breathing faintly. She ripped the black hood off of his face and glared at him. He was a Neimoidian, and his black eyes stared back up at her.
"Who ordered you to kill me?" she demanded.
He didn't answer.
"Answer me, or you'll regret it!" she shouted, growing angrier. The anger and hatred welled up inside of her, and she tried not to welcome it. The Dark Side was whispering thoughts to her, telling her to embrace it, and it would make her stronger. Firmly she quenched it and calmed herself. "I will not repeat myself again," she said more quietly. "Who told you to kill me?"
"It was... it was..." the Neimoidian gasped, "the Viceroy."
Elena rolled her eyes. "Why doesn't that surprise me?" she retorted dryly. "Does he have any back up plan to murder me, or was this it?"
The Neimoidian didn't reply. Elena narrowed her eyes. "Well?" The Neimoidian gasped before drawing in his last breath; then his head fell back against the walkway.
"Great," Elena grumbled, "he just had to die before telling me." Muttering to herself, she ran off back to her speeder, ignoring the whispers of the other Neimoidians.
She neared her speeder and put her hand on the door handle to pull herself up into the speeder and – BOOM! Instantly the speeder blew up into a huge fireball, and she was abruptly thrown back onto the pavement, seriously injured. Pelts of fire and ash came raining down upon her, and her world fell into blackness.
Poor Elena! A lot sure happens to her, doesn't it.
Celt: Now, since you guys seem to just LOVE my company, I'm going to give you a reward! (grins evilly)
Maul:(looks frightened) Help!
Celt: You have to walk across the entire length of Corry wearing nothing but a bikini! That means you, palps! The rest of you can wear a one piece suit.
Sith: OH NO!
Chiara: Oh YES!
Palps: But, I am PALPATINE! Lord of the Sith! Sith lords do NOT WEAR BIKINIS!
Celt: DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE! And just for that, they're gonna be polka dotted, and I will die your hair, what's left of it, ALL the colors of the rainbow! Now, does anyone else have something to say?
Phylitr: I do! Awesome idea!
Maul and Dooku: NO! We love you, Celt! We love bathing suits!
Celt: Guys, don't you just love watching the Sith make IDIOTS out of themselves? It's better than a television comedy!
Of course it is!
Raven and Angel: So totally!
Now comes the important part... to review! The story, of course!