Two chapters in this update and let me tell you, I had to try five times before I got chapter 10 to come up! And thanks for all the kind reviews. I've probably answered a lot of 'em to you personally but here's some answers that everyone should know.

doreenthatshot: I dont know how long this story is going to go on really and as for sequels, possibly if you want to read them, but I have about 17 chapters plotted and I'll still need more than that so it will be at least 20 chapters long or so. If there is a sequel it is going to be about really battle between Luke and Mara, you'll see why when this ends.

Chapter 9: The Princess

Vader and Ravan stood behind a party of storm troopers in the cramped air lock that was being attached to the Tantive IV. There was one last hydraulic hiss and clank as the air lock attached and the light above the door flashed from red to green and opened. The storm troops stepped in to the clear transparisteel tunnel leading to the Tantive IV. Vader and Ravan let the last of them go before they followed. When they were halfway down the tunnel they heard an explosion, along with the screech of metal tearing apart, then there was blaster fire. Vader walked more quickly now and came into the outer air lock section of the Tantive. He stepped into a narrow white hallway and found ten rebels strewn across the floor, dead, each with a smoking hole in their chests. Three storm troopers were also dead. Vader kicked one of them slightly with his boot.

"Move out." He said. "Bring me any passengers you find. I want them alive."

The storm troops saluted and moved out, disappearing around the corner of the white hallway. Vader turned to Ravan. "You, come with me."

"Alright." Ravan replied unclipping his saber hilt from his belt. Vader did not head down the hallway. He turned to a door on their right, it opened before him and both walked through into yet another white hall. Halfway down the corridor a man glanced around the corner with a raised blaster pistol. As soon as he saw Vader and Ravan he squeezed two shots off, Vader merely stood there with his hands out stretched and both bolts bounced off it and burned into the wall. The man's eyes went wide and Vader flung his hand backwards and the blaster seemed the follow it.

The blaster hit the wall with an echoing metallic clang and immediately the man threw up his hands and surrendered. Vader took three long strides and came up next to him. The man gulped and Vader grabbed his neck, lifting him off the ground.

"Where is the captain of the vessel?" Vader asked.

"Captain Antillies." The man choked out.

"I do not care about his name, where is he?"

"I… don't… cockpit?" The man stuttered.

"Where is the cockpit?" Vader asked.

The man's face had gone blue, so he merely pointed to the door in the hallway he had just come out of. Vader loosed his grip and grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt.

"Where are the stolen plans."

"I…." The man began gasping for air. "Don't… know… you… talking… about… this is… a diplomatic… vessel."

"Where is the diplomat?"

"Never!"

Vader found he had no more use for this man. He let go of his shirt and let him fall to the ground. He bent down and coughed twice before a big black leather boot made contact with his face, cracking his nose and rendering him unconscious. Vader stepped over the man and Ravan followed. Both walked down the hall that the guard had appeared around and came to a door at the very end. It opened up into the cockpit of the place. It was surprisingly small with only one other door leading out. There was a man in it. He had dark, graying hair and more the blue gray Alderaanian uniform. Upon Vader entered he pulled a blaster from a holster at the side and fired off four shots in sequence. This time, not bothering for a certain dramatic effect. Vader unclipped his lightsaber hilt from his belt, activated it, and brought it up to meet the bolts in one swift moves. As the man fired them, each bolt bounced off the saber, perfectly separated in about two millisecond intervals. Each drilled its own smoking and charred hole in the white wall. The man fired again but his time Vader came for him, deflecting the bolts into the wall as he came. The closer he got, the more the man fired, but finally he was in striking distance, he took his blade down, then up and split the man's blaster pistol in half and nearly rendered the man fingerless.

With one hand Vader deactivated his blade and clipped it to his belt, with the other he yanked the man off the ground by the collar of his blue and gray uniform.

"Who are you?" Vader asked.

"I am Captain Antillies, personal Captain of Bail Organa's and servant of Alderaan's royal family."

"Excellent Antillies, just the man I was looking for." Vader said. "Now you can tell me where the stolen Death Star plans are."

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Antillies answered defiantly. Vader made a metallic hiss from his mask and slammed Antillies down on the cockpit chair, buckling the stand and cracking the floor. Antillies coughed as the wind was knocked out of him.

"Very well." Vader said. "If you will not cooperate with me then perhaps my apprentice can be of assistance."

Vader turned to Ravan.

"I will continue the search of the ship. Find out what he knows."

Ravan nodded. "Yes master."

Vader nodded and headed out through the other door into another white hallway. Then his comm link beeped. He snatched it from his belt and switched it on.

"This is Lord Vader, what do you want?" He asked impatiently.

"Milord," Said the emotionless voice of a storm trooper. "We have a most interesting passenger. Current position so we can bring her to you."

"Primary door to the cockpit."

"Expect us shortly."

"Very well." Vader said. His impatience was gone, replaced with curiosity as to who the passenger was, and how important they would be since she was female. About a minute later four storm troopers rounded the corner, blasters held at attention, forming a box around slightly shorter young woman wearing a plain white dress and a silver belt. She had brown hair held neatly up in two cinnamon roll shaped buns on either side. Vader inwardly smiled, he knew who she was.

"Ah, Princess Leia. It seems you failed to elude capture from me as you did the bounty hunter." Vader said.

"Darth Vader," Leia returned snappily. "Only you could be so bold, the Imperial senate will not sit still for this! When they hear you've attacked a diplomatic vessel—"

"The Imperial senate is of no consequence and will be dealt with very soon. Now where are the plans you've stolen."

"I do not know what you are talking about. I am merely returning to Alderaan after escaping Tatooine where your bounty hunter attacked me."

"I see we will have to question you later then." Vader said. "Take her away."

"Yes sir." The four troopers replied in unison. The front right one grabbed Leia by the shoulder and harshly turned her around, they led her back down the hall and then behind the corner once more. Vader took two steps towards it when another group of storm troopers and Admiral Ozzel himself rounded the corner. The storm troops walked past Vader and into the cockpit to take custody of Antillies, Ravan must have called them. But Admiral Ozzel walked right up to Lord Vader and shook his head.

"Lord Vader I am not so sure about this." He said as Vader began walking.

"I am, is the ship taken?"

"Yes sir, we are doing last minute searches."

"Excellent."

"But really Lord Vader holding the princess is dangerous, what if word of this gets out to the Imperial senate, and the warden down at the detention area, what if he decides to play around with her."

"It is of no consequence." Vader replied crisply. "My apprentice has told me what the Emperor said, he will deal with the senate soon enough."

And as if on cue Vader's comm link chimed, he answered it and it was coincidentally his apprentice.

"Master, I am heading to your quarters to meditate and eat."

"Very well. I will be there after I take care of a few matters and we can start your training."

"Alright."

"Vader out." Vader said switching off the link. Ozzel spoke again.

"What should we do with this ship milord?"

"When it had been searched, release it and destroy it. Make sure there are no live crew members aboard and search the computers."

"What about droids?"

"Unless we require their use leave them on the ship."

"Yes milord."