I don't own Star Wars.
I've realized that I fail at these author's notes. Therefore I would like to state that I cherish every one of your reviews and I don't answer your question… well because I forget too. So thank you to all those people who have reviewed, it means so much to me.
An important question that has come up, is if Galen Marek is showing up, and he won't. His character never made much sense to me and he's no longer considered canon and all that, so he won't be showing up for this party.
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Leia sat in her sparse room on the bed. Groaning she layed down and looked at the ceiling. She was bored. After Vader had thrown her out of his weird egg thing, which she hypothesized acted as some sort of life support, she was hesitant to explore further. Apparently locked doors weren't supposed to be breached, at least if she wished to avoid the wrath of Lord Vader. His palace existed purely of locked doors.
A knock on the door drew her out of her reverie. Cautiously she walked over to the door to let the person in. Nearing the door as quietly as possible, she felt silly realizing that the only person behind that door could be Tim or Lord Vader. The door slid open.
"Caden!" Leia exclaimed, "What… What are you doing here?"
Caden gave her a quick salute, "Lord Vader ordered me to stay with you."
Leia nodded, "Well, umm, give my thanks if you see him."
Despite the mask that covered Caden's face, Leia could feel him giving her an odd look, "Well Leia, I hope you haven't been slacking. Although what gave me away? I thought for sure you wouldn't be able to recognize me."
Leia smiled at him and gave him a hug, "I recognized who you are because you're my friend."
Caden returned the hug and looked around the room and gave a low whistle, "Wow! you've got some fine accommodations here."
She could feel the back of her neck heat up in shame, as she thought about how she had thought of her room as sparse. The room could not compare to her home on Alderaan or her Father's apartment, but in comparison to the Barracks were the clones lived, she was surrounded by luxury.
"Sorry Caden"
The clone stood up and took of his helmet revealing his grinning face, "Don't worry about it Princess."
"Don't call me that."
"And why ever not Princess?"
She scowled at him and lay back down on the bed with a sigh. There was nothing to do.
The palace looked pretty, or more accurately morbid, but imposing, yet it had to be the most boring place in the world.
Caden, catching on to her weariness sat down beside her, "Bored eh?"
"Yup, I explored, but I probably should've avoided the locked doors, yet this place consists only of locked doors."
Caden frowned and looked at the far wall, as he pondered her problem. Leia ignored him and began to fiddle with a piece of her hair. She wondered what Lord vader was doing, if he had still gone to that meeting he had mentioned at breakfast. She wasn't sure if he would be able to go, considering the fiasco with the egg and him being obviously hurt.
"I've got an idea Leia," Caden announced, "But we'll need Lord Vader's permission. I'm going to take you to my new barracks."
With genuine interest Leia sat up to look at Caden, "What's so special about them?"
A dreamy grin passed over his face, "Well I've got my own bunk. Don't have to share it with others when I'm on duty. It's just for me. Furthermore, the mess hall is awesome! Never want to go back to Senate duty again. Of course it would be nice to actually get to the action. Us clones, we can fight and we are good, nothing like those amateurs called Stormtroopers. But the entire Empire is prejudiced against us."
"Why? You've said something like this before, but I don't understand. You're just like my father. You're both human, in fact why does it matter if we are human? I don't have to be human to know that someone can die, to care. Why… Why are humans considered superior?"
Caden gave a low chuckle as he began to walk out of the door, putting the helmet back on, "Kid, I've never taken a single class in my life that doesn't relate to combat. I was born and bred to kill. That's my job and that's why people resent us. We're different, we represent their fears and hopes. They hate us for showing them the truth, their own dark secrets."
"That doesn't make any sense," Leia whispered, but Caden didn't reply as they walked along the hall.
Recognizing that the trooper had shifted into duty mode again, Leia remained silent and followed him. The silence was interrupted by the arrival of Tim.
"Hello there!" he shouted and slung an arm over Leia's shoulder.
She winced as Caden drew his blaster on Tim, "Stop Caden!" he paused, "Tim's… he's a friend."
The blaster pointing in Tim's face didn't waiver nor did the owner as Leia threw him an annoyed glare, "Get on the ground with your hands where I can see them!"
Leia frantically began shaking her head as Tim slowly lowered himself to the ground. Caden ignored her and acted like he'd been trained. The cuffs clicked on Tim's hands, trapping them behind his back. Caden pulled his prisoner to his feet and then began to drag him off.
"Caden, it's fine. He wasn't doing anything" Leia pleaded.
"I spent hours memorizing shifts and who's on duty. This Tim is not on them."
"He's new."
"I would have been notified," Caden's helmet tilted forward slightly, "I'm sorry Leia, but he duped you."
She closed her eyes as she could feel her frustration flowing out of her. It wouldn't surplus her if there were objects shaking nearby her. Calm... Lakes... Smooth lakes... Her heart beat slowed and she trusted herself to speak again.
"Caden, please you're my friend. You know I won't lie. Lord Vader himself saw Tim. There was probably some delay or so to get the news to you."
Leia felt a flash of anger from Caden, "There's no mistake. I'll be taking him to the detention center. I do my job."
Tim, who had been listening to the conversation avidly decided to put his own credits in, "Hey, she's telling the truth. I know that the conference room is in use because Vader told me himself. How else would I know that?"
Caden pushed him forward, as he began to walk, "I don't know, but I'm sure the interrogators will love finding out how from you."
Stopping, Leia looked at Tim realizing what was happening. Her, not a friend, but more than an acquaintance, was going to be tortured. Tim seemed to realize this also, as his face grew pale.
"Can I say sorry? I won't put my feet on the conference table again!"
He was ignored.
"I promise not to tell anyone the... See I'm not telling!"
Leia watched in silent horror as Caden threw Tim into the wall, "Shut up!" he shouted.
Swallowing nervously Leia spoke up, "Caden he's just being him. He's harmless. Just contact Lord Vader, for me?"
Caden stood silently for a while, allowing Leia to hope her plea had come through, "That would be a breach of protocol and you will realize that you're treading the path of treason if you continue to pursue your goal of me not doing my duty to the Empire."
Leia fell silent and followed Caden timidly as she tried to swallow her hurt. She had thought that she could trust the gruff clone. Sure he followed ordes, but he had always been kind. Perhaps Vader had ordered him to out on a facade for her, to convince her to trust them. Like a fool, she had called for it despite her father's warning. He had only been trying to do what he believed what was right.
The group entered the lift and Leia stood in the far corner, her head bowed. She steadfastly ignored the burning of two eyes staring at her. When the lift stopped and Caden exited, she refused to meet his eyes. Anger coursed through her and it scared her. If she was not careful, she felt as if she would go on a rampage and it was so tempting. Images flashed across her mind as she remembered incidents were Lots Vader had executed certain people who had displeased him. He had called it the Force. And she had it too.
There was an agonizing pull, like a siren song that wanted her to submit. It whispered in her ear telling the that she could do whatever she wanted. All she had to do was embrace it. It would be so simple to do so, and it was so tempting. Yet the image of her father stopped her. If she embraced it, she knew his disappointed gaze pound into her. The voice in her ear whispered that it did not matter, that her friends and family were to be disregarded.
Caden stopped in front of an office and walked inside. In the room, multiple troopers stood in guard. Leia found herself hating them all.
"Watch her," Caden ordered.
He was greeted with salutes and he hauled Tim away, leaving Leia alone. Anger coursed through her veins, as she looked at the closed doors. She had believed Caden to be her friend, yet he abandoned her. Perhaps what other people said was true, clones were no better than droids. They looked human, even acted like it sometimes, but they were machines with the intent to kill. They were an extension of the Emperor's hands.
She shuddered as she thought about it. She imagined the Emperor and the sickly face she had seen on the Holonet. His face was dancing in front of her, laughing.
Cold hands gripped her shoulder and she jumped back to look at Caden. His mask stared at her coldly.
Glaring at him, "I want to go to my room."
He gave no sign of recognition, but walked out of the door. Still angry, Leia followed him. He led her back to her room with sparse furniture and sat down on the bed, where he removed his helmet. His face, which looked so human, angered Leia further. The clone dared to pretend to be someone he wasn't. The dark silky voices renewed their whispering in her ear. Her resolve weakened, it wouldn't hurt to lend herself to these forces. They would allow her to punish the impersonator. Her vision began to cloud and she raised a hand. Flashes of Lord Vader ran through her mind. The grip tightened, like she's seen Lord Vader do. She wanted nothing more to hurt the clone right now. He was no longer her friend. He had betrayed her. The voices urged her on, whispering victory. They reminded her of all the other times she had been angry. Of the times where people bad hurt her, where she had been cheated. She remembered every lie that had been told to her. Slowly she succumbed to the voices and her hands tightened.
Watching Caden claw at his throat brought her immense satisfaction and she smiled cruelly as her hand tightened further. She wouldn't be lying if she said she enjoyed it. The whispering voices became louder, cheering in victory, but she ignored them, her attention on her victim. She could feel his life fleeing and she savored it.
"Enough!" a dark voice thundered.
Angry at being interrupted, Leia lashed out trying to destroy the interloper. Her rage met a dark wall, which grasped her and she knew no more.
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Darth Vader scowled as he entered to the conference room. Tarkin was there.
"What are you doing here?" Vader barked.
Tarkin stood up calmly, brushing imaginary dust of his uniform, "I was told there was going to be a conference here?"
Darth Vader was peeved and in general it was not a good idea to confront any peeved Sith Lord. Unfortunately for Tarkin, he did not seem to understand that lesson or had yet to learn it.
Vader began to walk toward Tarkin, focusing on his false smile. The fool would not escape him this time. He had watched for years as Tarkin blundered through the military. The man would occasionally have a stroke of genius, but in Vader's eyes his blunders were
unforgivable. Arrogant and proud, Tarkin had let ships slip through his grasp with vital intelligence to the Empire. He had lost them soldiers, sure of their own superiority. Tarkin believed himself second only to the Emperor, although Vader believed that Tarkin sought to overthrow the old man himself. Greed knew no bounds.
With only a few steps between them, Tarkin seemed to finally realize that he wasn't in the safest position. Like a hunter closing on his prey, Vader creeped forward. The Emperor wanted Tarkin alive, but he had never uttered anything about his condition. Tarkin wasn't supposed to be here, therefore there were no forbidding words from the Emperor. His master could not punish him for this.
"I find your… attitude disturbing. This conference is none of your business."
Tarkin swallowed nervously as Vader creeped closely, "And what are you hiding Vader that you need me, a loyal servant of the Empire to not know?"
Vader had to admit, at least to himself that he was hiding a lot, but the imbecile was not going to know that, "You are a fool Tarkin. The reason you shouldn't be here is because… It is none of your business!" Vader paused, "Now get out!"
He smirked as he watched Tarkin run out and turned back to the people in the room, "Now that the annoyance has passed, let's get to work."
The other Moffs and officers looked nervously at each other as they began to give their reports. Vader listened with intrigue and made a mental note to talk to the governor of Lothal about their treacherous activity. From what he understood, the situation was being dealt with, but there was the chance that dissent would rise up again. He would not let that happen.
One of the moffs stood up slowly, "My Lord, if I may be given the chance to speak?"
Waving his hand, "Go ahead."
"The DS-1 battle station's construction is going as planned, but I once again wish to express my concerns about this battle station."
"You may continue," said Vader, perhaps the moff would bring up some valid points that he could present to his Master about the technological error.
Another moff stood up angrily, "Excuse me, my Lord, but we have already discussed this."
Vader suppressed a sigh as the occupants began to squabble, again. A faint wisp of anger reached him and he frowned worriedly.
"The Empire is new and the battle station-"
"It will solidate our power="
"It is a waste of resources, and-"
"A monstrosity at that. Peace-"
"War, there will be war-"
"It will keep the masses in line with fear-"
"It will cause rebellion and give them-"
"What of hospitals and other beneficial sciences-"
"No one will dare-"
"Rebels will unite, it's a-"
"A symbol of our power-"
"What if the thing it is destroyed-"
"It can't be destroyed-"
"It's indestructible-"
"It's destruction will cost us trillions of credits!"
Vader growled and his dark presence swept over his subordinates. He wanted to be in the action, to lead the troops, but instead he was directing meetings of children. They constantly squabbled and never agreed on anything.
Shouting, "Enough! We are not getting anything done. The Emperor is in charge of the Death Star and that is how it will remain," turning to a lowly admiral, "I believe you have a report on the supply runs for the Death Star."
"Yes sir!" he stood up, "The DS-1 battle station is behind schedule in construction due to sabotage. If we wish to make up for this loss it will be necessary to make another dummy project to transport material to the battle station. Our own spies report that the cover of a mining station is in danger of being blown due to some environmentalists."
"Let the environmentalists do as they want, they have no power," someone scoffed.
"But sir," the admiral protested, "Even if the Emperor sanctions the project the Senate-"
"-is powerless. Unless you think yourself disloyal to the Empire. The Emperor has our best interests at heart so we should accept what he tells us."
Vader scoffed inwardly at the fool's naivety. The only person the empire cared about was himself.
He held still for a moment as another flash of anger passed him. It was Leia. He had to help her, but running out of the room would be suspicious.
Vader stood up, silencing the rest, "I believe the Admiral brings up some valid points, but it is useless to discuss them. The facts are that we can not count on the mining station being a suitable cover for in the future. The Empire is still young and if people knew about the battle station, chaos would break out," he paused and looked around, "Admiral, I want you to come up with more dummy projects, which you'll present in the next meeting. Unless there is any other pressing issues I think this meeting is concluded."
The moffs looked at each other and shrugged slightly, before collecting their papers and leaving the room. Vader also began to leave, he had to check on Leia, something was very wrong.
"What a surprise to see you Vader," chimed Tarkin from besides him.
Vader turned around and used the Force to begin choking the fool, "It shouldn't be a surprise Tarkin, as I live here."
He maintained his Force grip for a minute, enjoying the sight of Tarkin turning pale, before he dropped the man. Tarkin stood up and leaned against the wall.
"The Emperor will be sure to know of this Vader," Tarkin spat, "We have business to discuss, the project."
"Tarkin I don't have the time, schedule an appointment!"
"And what could be so pressing that you don't have time? Your meeting is finished."
Vader rounded on Tarkin again, "The Emperor has many little projects, but I'm sure yours is not as urgent as mine. I have to keep a child alive.:
"A kid?" Tarkin raised his eyebrows disbelievingly.
"Yes, a kid," snapped Vader losing his patience, "Kids seem to love being in danger. Earlier today she almost got oxygen poisoning!"
"I'll be sure to tell the Emperor, you see Vader, I don't believe you," he paused thoughtfully, "What if you show me the kid?"
"You'll see her Tarkin, later. I think she may have found my dueling droids, so good-bye."
Before Tarkin had a chance to argue, Vader was running away. He had to reach Leia, something felt so wrong. Searching for her presence he found it in her room, but its normal brilliance was dark and ugly.
He skidded into her room and saw Caden on her bed, gasping for air, while a yellow eyed stranger held up her clenching hand. To his dismay, Vader was not sure what he wanted to do.
"Enough!" he thundered.
A Force blast caught him unaware and threw him backwards. Leia turned to him, with her yellow eyes staring spitefully at him. Vader looked at her and could not explain the feeling of loss in his chest. He had wondered what he wanted for her, but looking at her uncaring eyes he realized that he didn't want this for her. She was too young, too pure, and he was selfish. He wanted her brilliance.
Hating himself for doing this, he closed his eyes and reached out with the Force. Slowly and carefully he applied pressure to her arteries, waiting for her to fall unconscious. He rushed forward and caught her limp body.
"I'm sorry Leia," he whispered.
Carefully he settled her down on her bed. He then looked at Caden, who was staring at her flabbergasted.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes my Lord, just shocked."
Vader nodded as he looked at the clone, wondering if he could trust him. The emperor must never find out about Leia's Force sensitivity.
"What happened?"
"I… I don't know really. She was angry at me for taking this guy down to the detention center, but I thought she would get over it. Perhaps he was her boyfriend."
"She does not have a boyfriend," Vader said, ignoring the irrational feeling that made him say that, "What did he look like?"
"Caden looked around, "I think he said his name was Tim or something. I didn't remember him having security clearance."
"He doesn't," Vader said looking at Leia, "I may have purposefully forgotten to give him security clearance. I didn't think Leia would be so upset."
Caden swallowed nervously, "What happened? Her eyes turned yellow and she... she just attacked me."
Vader looked at the clone. He didn't want to kill him, he had become fond of him. There was something special about Caden, but Leia would miss him. Yet if he didn't kill him, the clone's unshakable loyalty to the Emperor would cause him to tell the Emperor about Leia's Force-sensitivity. He didn't want that to happen .
"Caden, where do your loyalties lie?"
Caden looked at him and Leia, "With the Empire, my Lord."
Vader looked at Caden again, "Who else?"
The clone turned around, "I'm loyal only to the Empire, or at least I'm supposed to be."
"Yes, you are supposed to be, but are you? I know clones can break their inbred bonds of loyalty. Captain Rex of the Five hundred and first did."
This time Caden looked right at Vader, hope clearly written on his face, "How did they do it?"
"The question remains who you are truly loyal to."
A thoughtful look crossed Caden's face, "I never got to consider it before... but I am loyal to my brothers. I've always been. I guess I'm loyal to you too, you treat us right. Leia, I don't know. I won't do what she always says, but I like her and don't want any harm to befall her."
"What would you do if your loyalties conflict?"
"It depends, but I think I will always help my brothers, but... it depends."
Vader studied Caden, seeing if the clone would betray them, "Leia is special, Caden, you've seen."
"You were testing me," Caden exclaimed a happy smile crossed his face, "You want to know if I'm to be trusted, not if I am going to betray the Empire. I'm not sure, but some of my brothers would talk of the Jedi and I've seen you do things. Is she a Jedi?"
"You're right Caden."
"I don't care if she's a Jedi, I won't kill her if you tell me to, she's innocent."
Vader shook his head slightly as he smiled secretly at the clone, who lived to surprise him, "I wouldn't let you kill her Caden, but yes, she's an enemy of the Empire technically. If you tell
anyone, you sign her death warrant... or worse."
Caden let out a small sigh, "I won't tell. I imagine she'll need help, you can trust me, my Lord."
Vader stood up, staring down at Caden, "For your sake, it better be so."
Caden sat still, the threat sinking in, "I won't tell a soul."
"Good," Vader said and he walked out of the door, he needed to retrieve an annoyance.
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Leia opened her eyes slowly, her body aches all over. The first thing she noticed was the regular breathing of Lord Vader. The next thing she noticed, were the two heads above her.
"Caden, Tim... What happened?
Tim was the first to speak, "No idea kiddo, but it got me out of the detention center. Man, that place gives me the creeps. Perhaps it would help if there was another color, than, well, black and white."
Slowly Leia began to remeber what happened as Tim rambled on, and as she remembered the anger grew. The voices once again began to whisper in her ear, reminding her that she had felt powerful, that it didn't matter who these people were. Leia tried to push them away, her friends were next to her. She had hurt Caden, she didn't want to hurt him. Yet, the voices continued to tempt her.
Leia sat up and scooted against the wal, covering her head. She just wanted the voices to stop. A gloved hand settled on her shoudler and the voices increased to a scream.
"Leia, Leia, trust me, Leia, Leia…"
She heard the synthesized voice, calling from behind the voices. She couldn't trust him. He was not someoen she trusted. The voices murmurred their assent. Realizing that the voices didn't want her to trust Lord Vader, the man who had tried to help her, she began to reconsider. The voices argued back, asking why she would trust him. He had murdered thousands, he was a machine of war, but so was Caden. She trusted Caden, who did not hate her after she'd tried to kill him. Lord Vader was not her father, but he had been honest, where her father was not. Her father loved her and tried to protect her, and so did Lord Vader. The two men hated each other, but her father wanted to help people, so he lied to help the masses. Lord Vader served his master in every inteniton, but he hadn't turned her in. She trusted Lord Vader, against her better judgment.
The realization changed something and a dark, warm presence flooded her conscious. Instincitvely she knew it was Lord Vader. The voices spoke to him too, the words too indistinct for Leia to hear, but she noticed how he never dettered from his task. Slowly an dmethodically he began to remove the voices presence and once they were gone, he left, leaving just a small taste of chocolate.
She opened her eyes and stared into Lord Vader lifeless mask, "Thank you."
Lord Vader shook his head, "I'm sorry Leia, I failed you, this is your fault."
Leia smiled at him, seeing her reflection in his glossy mask. He blamed himself, but she wouldn't let him. Her father saw him as a machine, not truly human, but Leia saw him for what he was: a broken man. She took one of her hands and placed it on his helmet.
"It's not your fault, I didn't resist."
Besides her, Tim and Caden watched as Vader grasped her hand, "Leia, I should have acted sooner, warned you."
"It's not your fault."
TIm shuffled his feet, "Um, should we leave? I woulf of course love to talk, but this is sort of awkward. Although… Leia I think what happened is you tapped into the dark side."
Lord Vader turned away from her, to stare at Tim, "I will be having a wrod with you later Tim, Caden watch him."
Caden saluted and followed Tim out. Vader turned back to Leia and she could feel his eyes boring into her. She sat there for a while, refusing to look away. Finally Vader began to speak again.
"You remind me of someone, of two people actually. They were headstrong… like you and had the biggest hearts. Always wanting to help…"
Curiosuly, "What happened to them?"
"They died," Lord Vader stated, "They died in their victory and defeat."
"How?" she questioned, her gaze searching.
"I killed them… the day the Empire rose they died. There is nothing left of them, they died in grief and their legacy died before it had a chance to live."
Leia stayed quiet for a momet, "I don't believe that you are telling me everything. Did you know them?"
Lord Vader was still again, "Yes, I knew both of them. One was an angel, she had the kindest heart and always tried to help. I first met her when I was a young boy, she was a queen."
"And the other?"
"He was weak and naive, a Jedi."
Leia didn't press further, feeling the grief rolling off Vader, "I'm sorry."
Lord Vader didn't seem to hear her, as he began talking again, "It was all for nothing that day. I lost everything. I lost the child… the child… the child was innocent and I killed it. I killed the child."
Leia didn't say anything as she looked at him. Lord Vader was truly broken and she wondered if it was possible to fix him.
Lord Vader seemed to regain control of himself, "I failed you Leia, I didn't warn you. When I chose to turn to the dark side, I made a choice and I was aware of what would happen. Well… not really, but I knew of the danger. I'm going to teach you Leia, but I won't make the decesion for you. It will be up to you to make the decesion."
Leia nodded, wondering what decision he was talking about, "Why did I hear Caden and what were the voices?"
Lord Vader stood up, "Follow me."
Despite being annyoed at not getting an answer Leia followed. Vader led her along the hall and stopped at another locked door.
"This is the training room, I'm going to be teaching you here."
Leia nodded, slightly nervous and wondered what her dad would think about what she was doing. Stepping inside the room, she noticed the walls which were covered by crevices. The floor consisted of some high tech mats, that Leia was not sure she wanted to know what they did. Lord Vader sat down in front of her, and gestured fro her to do the same. She sat down.
"Leia I am going to teach you how to meditate. Remeber how you would ocncentrate on the calm lake, well it's similar. I'm going to guide you."
Leia nodded and closed her eyes. She could feel Lord Vader's presence again and she let herself follow it. Slowly her senses expanded and she began to feel other things. She could feel the world, she could hear other voices, it was all there… and it was overwhelming.
Frightened, she pulled back and opened her eyes, Lord Vader was standing already, his arms crossed.
"You did well for your first time. Meditation will help you with your control, which you lack," he held out a small marble, "I want you to levitate this."
Leia nodded and tried to focus on it, willing it to move. The marble didn't budge.
"This is impossible," she complained.
The marble began to float, circling Lord Vader's hand, "Nothing is impossible with the Force."
Leia wrinkled her nose, "Sure there is, otherwise you'd be the Emperor."
She felt that he did not appreciate her comment, "It only matters what is in your head. If you think that you can't accomplish something you won't. The reason I'm not the Emperor, is because he's more powerful and knowledgable than me. For something as simple as levitation, it doesn't matter how powerful you are."
Leia crossed her arms, "I don't believe you."
Vader seemed to consider something for a moment, "Perhaps it's because you're too young, Princess."
"Hey," Leia shouted and with detirmination she focused her will.
The marble shot across the room.
"Good," Lord Vader praised, "You accuracy still needs work. I can teach you some theory after you've had dinner."
Leia nodded. She began to leave the room before running back to hug Lord Vader.
"Thank you," she said, "for everything."
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