Hi all. I'm finally back, now that school started again. Heh, I'm a senior. I've been on ff for 2 years now I think…anyways, I don't own star wars. Please comment, for I enjoy responding. Please don't punish me for being blocked (in muse)during the summer.

Dragged into the darkness

To some surprise, I am an elite servant now, in name and the limited power besides rivalries. In that aspect, the Emperor comes to me. It isn't in congratulations that he interrupts my work, but to literally drag me off. I try fighting, him, I really do. I want him away from me at this sudden proximity, but I cannot get him away. He flinches once. It works for everyone else but not for him.

I cannot let the panic show on my face so I let him just drag me, and soon, I'm walking of my own free will. We are in the protected side room now, in front of the weaponry case. He is pointing to the open case, gold eyes flashing. "That has been open far too long now." He turns to throw a metallic black and silver handle at me. It is caught with ease, and it lights up. It's dropped on the floor then, and the blade goes away. I jump a good 20 feet back.

"My lord, what are you trying to get me to do, commit treason?" His face is set in irritation. "No, you have already come rather close with the take over of the servants." My eyes are wide, I never thought of that. Death is that reasoning. "Are you going to kill me then?" Well, I said I would go down with a vengeance. Someone will be haunted after my death. Perhaps that messenger boy. We have had times of closeness.

He gets close to me. Dangerously close. It is like he is looking into my soul. Really, he isn't that much taller than me. "Every night, after you have finished cleaning my rooms, you will report to this room." He stalks off towards the open door. Distantly, he looks at my double buns. "You will never wear those in my sight again." The door slides shut.

The first night I reported to that room, I was terrified. I have never heard of a concubine system here, and if this is, the Emperor has a kinky side. I don't wear the double buns, and instead I wrap them around my head. Really, I have nothing else suitable to wear, so with my nails clean, hair brushed, and a fresh pair of clothes, I wait for the emperor.

He comes in with a presence, and tosses me a light saber. It ignites, and I think it is a practice one, one that is meant to work for anyone. The things he puts me through are painful, and I will have burn marks the next morning. With newby flailing, I managed to hit him once, and then I set to a style that just fell into my limbs. I never thought I could flip and roll over a saber before. It was like it was in my blood. For some reason, though, I never thought my father was a Jedi.

Before I am set free to sleep, I am told that there will be a time when I will be called to his side. When that happens, I am to keep my hair like this, and to wear what is given to me. I don't have the opportunity to say anything before I am banished.

So began my double shift days. I slept when I could in between chores, I think light saber training, and occasionally, 'how to rule an empire' seminars that I have to clean while listening to. It's like I'm being groomed to be an heir. Does that mean that I am no longer a servant? Does a princess clean her own room?

Soon starts the force training. This is slow, but eventually, it comes to me. I'm being groomed to be a padwan, and not an heir. That makes me feel better kind of. Still, I feel very dejected. On Alderaan, I am a princess in name. Here, I am a glorified servant with a sword. It's all very depressing.

With the force training, he starts pushing my buttons, doing things to piss me off. I never thought that an emperor would imply such things. It falls in time when I am trying to levitate things or something like that. Those times show that I have skill but when I'm calm, I have trouble.

As a resolution during the new cycle, I make a promise to be able to do that calm. It takes lots of work. I can do it however. It increases what I can do when angry. To frustrate me also, word games are played. I cannot go until I have figured it out. They go along the lines of being an Emperor. It's so irritating, sometimes I just destroy things. That scares me. A lot.

The summoning he told me about moon cycles before happens. I am given grey Padwan robes with the ancient style of year 140. Next to them is the saber with the hematite crystal that I found. It irritates my master that I cannot wield a red blade. Something in me prevents me from touching the thing.

In the pockets of my robes, I find a note from the empress, requesting I do her hair for the upcoming ceremony. I have not heard of it before, and know not of what I'll have to do. But if the Empress commands it, I shall do it. I tell her that. This time upon my meeting, she is not with glassy eyes. She has painfully void filled eyes.

It makes my mood somber when I join the Emperors left side in the court session. It seems the title 'Senator' has been lost. My family and fellow senators are horrified. My parents cut off all communication. Well, parent, because Mother has refused to see me anymore. I don't understand why. I can feel a darkness descend upon my soul slowly because if it.

By the time the ceremony hits, I painfully realize what has happened. I am the sith heir without the sith powers, all of which was reached within a year and a half. I have reached the level of Jedi master in comparison to others, but my level does not satisfy my master. Nothing will satisfy him I think. The ceremony is an odd thing. I am being crowned Imperial heir and Princess in name and, I hope, power.

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This is one update of many by Saturnsdarkness