Loosely based off of the Season 4 premiere.
"Your master has deceived you into believing you can become a Jedi."-Darth Vader
MUSTAFAR
"Lord Vader..." A Mandalorian bowed as the Dark Lord of the Sith marched into the massive chamber alone... Surrounding him is a deep white mist that glowed in comparison the jet black steel lining the walls of the castle.
The Mandalorian felt something he hasn't experienced for years... fear... The scenery and the sheer power of Vader's presence chilled him to the core. Vader is fear itself; the being that the bravest will immediately run from. That was the kind of power he possessed...
"Tiber of Clan Saxon... Governor Baldwin personally endorsed you for your work in dealing with rebels attacking his territory in Kashyyk... Perhaps he was wrong..." Vader said, breathing at every pause. His deep red lenses were unmoving, unfeeling, and unreadable. His jet black robe did not catch fire in the clouds of flying embers. The embers simply dissipated—the temperature decreasing rapidly as they neared the Dark Lord.
"T-The weapon you have been requested has been completed on schedule. It will bring efficiently burn Mandalore to submission... Quickly and decisively." The governor spoke with great confidence. He had spent four years working on that weapon... After Sabine destroyed it during her escape.
Vader was not swayed by his claim... He withheld other thoughts in mind that he had to confirm... He began to pace around the circular platform...
"And what of your sense of honor? The Mandalorians believe in honorable warfare above all else, and practice that belief only during civil war... Your own family would not approve of such a weapon..."
"Mandalore must adapt to survive. We must change if we are to endure the dusty storm of time..." Tiber replyed, hiding fear... What was Vader think? Why would he make such an inquiry? Certainly there was purpose to his madness...
Vader remained completely calm as he began to speak. His dark aura was freezing, even in such close proximity to lava.
"You were not sent here to grovel, Governor Saxon... Your primary motivation lies in power, not in loyalty... Would you turn your back on the Empire if the Rebellion and Separatists gain a winning advantage?"
"Of... of course not my Lord. I-" Vader's dark grip cut off his pleading... His slow, calm breathing while doing so struck true terror into Saxon's mind. But Vader wasn't the only one feeding off that fear...
"I do not wish to hear your pleading... You must prove your loyalty by testing the weapon..."
He released the Mandalorian from his force grip, allowing him to breath...
"I will send one of my personal agents to oversee your operation... If you fail me again, you will be replaced..."
Vader swiftly marched out of the chamber, leaving the droids with Saxon as he recovered... They were given strict orders to escort the warrior back to his Venator-class Star Destroyer.
In a separate chamber, an armored figure was readying himself for a battle against a training droid... Igniting his dark green Inquisitor lightsaber as Vader entered the room to greet him...
"You have a new task..."
The figure, a boy, stopped his movements to listen...
"You are being sent to deal with an uprising on Mandalore... Tiber Saxon requires assistance in dealing with Mandalorian rebels, which were former supporters of Maul."
The name of Maul rang into the boy's mind... bringing him great pain and anger at the memory... Maul's escapades had cost him a friends life, his former master's eyes, and corrupted the Rebellion into a force of evil...
The spirits of the zabrak's witch mother and her followers increased the violence in the Rebellion, beginning their battle against the Empire to exact revenge on Palpatine. At least that was what he remembered, and it was what Palpatine told him...
The mask covering his face folded upwards, revealing deep yellow-green eyes that held very little of the mind they once held... The greenish tint being the sole reminder of their once deep blue color. Palpatine's brainwashing was a success...
"Yes, master... I'll do my best to crush them..." His brows furrowed out of sheer hate...
"When your training is complete, you will be sent immediately..." Vader said, before breathing once more...
Ezra turned back to his disabled opponent, and awaited further instructions...
Up in the balcony overlooking the training dojo, Vader placed a setting in the droid. It cloaked itself in a an advanced hologram made to resemble the exact likeness of Mace Windu. The Dark Lord especially enjoyed watching Ezra tear the droid apart...
-If I have the time I will be showing how Ezra became... Not Ezra.
-Darth Vader, Thrawn, and Palpatine are so fun to write.