Meditation, the peace of mind gained by calming oneself, though Harry was too busy wondering why he was not able to move to even care. His arms and legs refused to move at all, as though they had been removed from his body by an outside source. It took a few moment to also realize that he couldn't do anything at all. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a blast door hissing open.

"My Lord," A old and timid voice spoke, "Director Krennic has arrived."

Harry's eyes narrowed on the prone cloaked figure on the floor. Using the force, the mixture he was in started to drain and he closed his eyes and opened them once again to find himself standing in front of an opening door, revealing someone that Harry guessed was Director Krennic. Then the breathing hit Harry's ears, his father's breathing was coming from him!

"Director Krennic," Darth Vader spoke, his voice showing his utter disgust of the white cloaked Director.

"Lord Vader," Krennic spoke, his fear evident in his momentary forgetfulness to speak.

Darth Vader slowly started walking around the officer as a lion would stalk its prey, "You seem unsettled..."

"No!" The director started before realizing where he was again. "No, j-just pressed for time. There's a great many things to attend too."

Vader turned and sneered, "My Apologizes, you do have a great many things to explain."

Director Krennic glared at the Sith Lord before speaking, his voice tense and filled with barely restrained anger.

"I delivered the weapon the Emperor requested! I deserve an audience to make sure he understands its remarkable..." Krennic swallowed when Vader's masked head got in his face, anger suddenly forgotten as he quickly composed himself, "Potential."

"Its power to create problems has certainly been confirmed," Vader stated "A city destroyed! An Imperial facility openly ATTACKED!"

Krennic spoke quickly, "It was Governor Tarkin suggested the test."

Darth Vader paused, so Tarkin was to blame for the destruction of the city. Yes, that made sense for the Governor, but not for Krennic, he wasn't finished with the director yet. Turning to face the Director, Vader put enough cold into his next statement, it could of frozen over half of Mustafar.

"You were not summoned here to grovel, Director Krennic!" Darth Vader snapped.

"No But-" Krennic tried to make another excuse but Vader cut him off.

"There is no 'Death Star'! The Senate has been informed that Jedha was destroyed in a mining disaster."

"Yes, my lord." Krennic lowered his head, accepting the answer.

Darth Vader continued "I expect you not to rest until you can assure the Emperor that Galen Erso has not compromised this weapon IN. ANY. WAY."

Darth Vader walked towards the still open blast door, stopping when Krennic asked "So, I'm still in command?"

Darth Vader started closing his fist, his anger spiking at the idiots' yapping as the fool continued "You'll speak to the Emperor about-!"

Krennic started choking, thinking it was nothing, he tried to shake it off. He grabbing his throat before collapsing onto the floor, Vader turning to face the man, his arm out to show the claw like grip.

"Be careful not to choke on your aspirations, Director." Darth Vader remarked dryly before releasing the fool and walked away.

-Line-Break-

Harry jumped, sweat was on his brow and his breathing short and ragged. Had he just seen a glimpse of his father's past? Harry shuddered, yes, Darth Vader was imposing but the utter hatred for that man was evident to Harry when the black cloaked guy had said his name.

"Harry"

Harry turned and found his father standing in his doorway, the helmeted head hiding the concerned face but the young force wielder could feel it.

"Dad, I think the force just showed me a piece of your past."

The towering Sith remained silent for a minute before asking "Which one?"

Harry was only able to get one word out before his father stopped him.

"Director Krennic"

"Say no more, that was one of my...least...favorite people I had to work with when the Death Star was being built." Vader said, his voice going cold before he remarked, "Though he wasn't as infuriating as Tarkin after the Director's death."

The two looked at each other before Harry asked "How about a spar?"

-Line-Break-

"Open Fire!"

His crimson blade spin and whirled around him as the rebel soldiers tried to stop him. Blaster fire was deflected into the walls of the damaged Mon Calamari cruiser, as he marched ever closer to the Rebels. Two of the soldiers fell from their own blast fire that was deflected back at them.

Darth Vader then thrust his hand out, making a Rebel soldier stiffen. Thrusting his fist into the air, Vader smashed the rebel's back into the ceiling. He deflected more oncoming fire as he ended the life of the prone rebel that was on the ceiling in one quick wave of his blade.

Using the same hand that held the prone soldier, Vader deflected a blaster bolt into the chest of the Rebel that had fired it off. The Sith Lord then focused his rage, using the Force to yank all of the weapons out of the rebels hands and started cutting them down. One grabbed his fellows blaster before the Sith lifted his fist. The Rebel dropped the blaster, clinging to his throat before Vader crushed his windpipe and flung him into the opposite wall.

"Here, take this!" The rebel that had the plans shouted "GO! RUN!"

Vader stabbed him through the heart, the blade going through the door as well. Using the force to open the stuck door, Vader defended himself from more blaster fire. The rebel that had the plans fell through another door, courtesy of a blaster bolt that nearly hit his foot.

Vader finished off the rest of the Rebel scum, using the force and tearing the door out that the Rebel had escaped though. By the time he had gotten through to the other side, the rebel and the plans had escaped. Darth Vader watched as the vessel jumped into hyperspace, then he sensed something.

Darth Vader snarled, Princess Leia Organa was on that ship and the plans with her!

"Sir!" One of the stormtroopers asked, quick and sharp.

"Have your squad return to the Devastator, commander and prepare to follow that ship that jumped into hyperspace." Darth Vader ordered, the Storm Commander saluted before quickly running off to follow his orders.