Vader had been virtually left alone after the JedI left. A medi tech was buzzed in to allow him to take medication for his pain. Otherwise, he was left alone, pondering what the JedI told him. He wasn't able to hear clearly what they whispered about him, but he figured that if he concentrated just a little, he was able to adjust and hear them fine. In fact, the energy he felt surrounding the JedI was still very much around once they had left. He felt it course through him and discovered that he was able to manipulate things with a thought, although that caused his head to throb a little in discomfort.
He figured that if he wanted to escape, that perhaps he could. He just needed to wait, bid his time. It bothered him that the JedI accused him being a killer. He looked at his hands, trying to remember the things they were capable of. Briefly, an image flashed into his mind. There was someone there, in the corner of his mind, but elusive. He remembered two large brown eyes focused on him. Something about the hazy image appeared almost familiar to him, but he couldn't make sense out of what that image meant. He thought if he focused on the image, he might be able to remember something, but whatever it may have been eluded him.
Padme was eager to discover more about Darth Vader. She wanted to know why he was on Naboo and to ascertain that what the JedI told her about his condition was true. Master Yoda had warned her not to go anywhere near Vader without a JedI being present.
"A danger he still is," Yoda had sternly told her.
For someone like Padme who had a knack for diplomacy and planning military strategies, she really didn't take to well to being told what to do. When things needed to be done, she sometimes took it upon herself to see to things. In this case, she couldn't resist ignoring the JedI warning about Vader and decided to interrogate him herself.
Padme walked into Vader's cell, her guards monitoring their prisoners every move through cameras. They had also warned her about Vader but Padme's need of finding out more information from him outweigh caution for her personal safety.
Vader sensed Padme's presence immediately. He glanced up from where he sat, the chains still around his wrists, clamping down upon his skin. He had stared at them for a long time, trying to decipher some kind of way to remove them. Inside, his mind whispered to him, coaxed him, revealing a way in which to achieve his goal, but Vader lacked the strength to attempt something he thought himself incapable of doing.
Padme stood in the far corner of the room where she knew that Vader wouldn't be able to reach her. His expressionless blue eyes looked up at her. Padme's breath caught in her throat and thought for a second that the man imprisoned might really not be Darth Vader. He looked like an angel, and yet there was some element of unholiness about the way he seemed to assess her.
At first Vader looked at her surprised, but quickly changed as he explored her openly with his eyes. The silence stretched out before them as both of them regarded each other with a mix of curiosity and weariness. Padme was the first to speak.
"I'm told that you don't remember who you are," she began.
"I'm not sure who I'm supposed to be," Vader replied, trying to focus on his present situation.
Padme seemed a little annoyed. "Well, if you can't remember who you are, then I'm sure we'll get the JedI's to jog your memory."
"You mean the little green creature with the stick and his unstable friend?"
Padme almost smiled, picturing Master Yoda and Kenobi. They did make an odd pair, but she refused to let Vader disarm her. She gave him a scathing look.
"Who are you?" Vader then asked her. "You seem familiar. Am I supposed to know you?"
"You've seen me before?" Padme asked, curious.
"You seem familiar, but I can't seem to pinpoint how," Vader replied.
"Huh," Padme scoffed. "How convenient."
"You don't believe me," Vader said, smiling tiredly.
"The dark side, as Master Yoda has said on many occasions, clouds everything," Padme told him, folding her arms across her chest. "You are known to be very adept at manipulating the dark side of the force."
"Am I that horrible?" Vader asked, for some reason sorry that Padme would regard him as the enemy.
Padme raised an eyebrow, and said calmly, "You are a monster."
For some reason, her words shook Vader. He felt as though she had slapped him. It bothered him that she would think of him as such a creature. Something inside him hissed, reared its ugly claws, clamping down upon his very soul. Anger at her, at himself for showing such vulnerability coursed inside him. He almost caught a glimpse of his true self, but it became elusive as he regarded the young woman before him. Her presence felt soothing. Her beauty drew him to her. He was sure that if there were such things as angels, they would take the form of this girl.
"You have me at a disadvantage," he finally managed to say, his blue eyes locking with hers in a silent challenge.
Padme felt a strange feeling spark within her. Warmth seemed to flood her insides as Vader's gaze captivated her. Her breath caught in her throat and tentatively took a step back from him.
"I don't know who you are," he continued. "I'm sure that I've never seen someone like you before."
Alarms went off in the back of Padme's mind. Her time spent with Vader was not proving productive at all. She was sure that he would not tell her what she needed to know. She now realized the foolishness of her actions. She should have left Darth Vader solely in the hands of the JedI.
As Padme pondered her actions, Vader stood up from his position in the cot and smiled at her. His expression changed. He looked at her with a certain cockiness that Padme found almost alluring. She began to realize that Vader, even without all his memories, could be very dangerous indeed.
"Have we met before?" he asked her, his tone husky. When Padme said nothing, Vader continued. "I guess we haven't, because if we have, I would have still remembered you despite my lapse in memory."
"Please don't look at me like that," Padme snapped.
"Why not?" Vader challenged. He walked towards her and stopped when the chains would let him go no further. Padme was certain she was safe where she stood but Vader knew that she wouldn't be safe from him for long. He was sure that there was something he had to do with regards to this woman. Only she could help him unlock the mysteries that plagued him. For some reason, the way she looked at him connected to a memory on the back of his mind. It was something in her eyes that seem to haunt him. Suddenly, his mind became clear and he knew what he had to do. There was a flicker in his eyes that Padme caught, some new purpose overshadowing them. The lights in the cell began to fail, alarms began to ring through out the corridors. As the room plunged into complete darkness, Padme frantically reached out for the cell door, only to feel a grip on her arms as she was tossed against the wall of the cell.
She felt warmth breath caress her cheek as Vader's voice harshly whispered, "Call me a monster again, for this time you will not escape me."
Padme opened her mouth to scream for help, only to feel her mouth closed by another's. Vaders lips descended upon hers in a harsh and bruising kiss. He ravished her mouth, imprisoning her body with his up against the cold wall. He intertwined his fingers with hers and braced them on either side of her head. Padme gasped at the blunt offense, but that only gave Vader more access to explore her mouth. He nipped and bit into her full lips, his hands falling onto her thrust up breasts, kneading and squeezing them. Padme involuntary let a small moan escape her parted lips. She trembled inside feeling a rush of hot liquid seep out of her core. A growing longing began to spread within her and she instantly loathed herself for feeling such things for the enemy of her people.
Vader let the chains that held him fall upon the floor. With a wave of his hand the doors to his prison opened. He came face to face with two arms guards. Vader sneered and used the Force to slam their bodies against the walls of the hallway. Padme screamed, trying to shake herself from Vader. He refused to release her as he dragged Padme beside him into a long corridor. The emergency light flashed. The doors at the end that lead into the prison were tightly locked. Shouts from the other side of the door echoed into the long hallway.
"You won't get away!" Padme warned, finally finding her voice.
Vader took a moment to ponder his options. He could force the doors opened and dispose of those behind the doors, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to take on the whole rebel army if he was to take himself and Padme safely out of the compound.
His eyes finally rested on Padme's struggling form. "Where is the nearest exist?" he asked her.
"There!" she pointed in defiance towards the doors he wanted to avoid.
"One that will take us away from them," he said tightly, his voice gripped in frustration.
"You can go to hell for all I care!" Padme screamed, still struggling. She made a fist and tried to slam it into his face, but Vader seemed to anticipate her moves and blocked her. He clamped his arm around Padme's middle and brought her head close enough for him to whisper into her ears, "I'm here for you, Commander," he roughly said. "Do you want your men to die because of you? You know what I'm capable of. Now tell me, how else might we escape?"
Padme seethed in anger. She was quite sure that Vader would die before he made his escape, but knew that dozens of people would die just to bring him down. She couldn't afford to bury more of her comrades and decided that her own life would be a small price to pay in exchange for theirs. Grudgingly she pointed to the opposite end of the wall.
"There is a hidden corridor there that leads safely into the forest," she said.
"Show me how it works," Vader ordered.
Padme touched the wall, looking for a small probe and managed to open a small door that reached halfway up to her hips.
"Let's go," commanded Vader, pulling her inside the tunnel.
As soon as they were inside, the door to the small tunnel closed behind them. Padme had no choice but to continue crawling down the small path. She could feel Vader close behind her.
"Everything was a ruse then," she said after a while.
"Crawl faster," Vader commanded sharply behind her.
"Why don't you just kill me now," Padme said gritting her teeth. "That's why you're here, isn't it?"
"You'll see why I'm really here," Vader told her, his voice dropping in tone. He followed her, a smirk on his face as he thought how lovely she looked crawling on all fours. Her behind was invitingly round and firm. It took Vader's will power not to reach out and take her right there. However, he calmed down his baser instincts and forced himself to think about the task at hand. He knew that he should dispose of Padme, just as he was instructed to do, but he had alternate plans that would end up benefiting him in the long run. His mind still felt fuzzy, his memories sketchy, but he recalled what his present situation was and knew what he must do.
Padme felt that they had crawled for hours when she knew that they must have been in the tunnel for no more than ten.
"They probably know that we're down here," Padme warned.
"Even if they do," Vader said, "that still won't help you."
"How did you trick the JedI?" Padme asked. "You were lying all along."
"I didn't have to lie at all," he said. "I didn't remember, but you helped me."
"What?" she asked, stopping and craning her neck back to look at him.
"Keep moving!" he roughly said smacking her bottom.
Padme turned around as much as she could, her eyes two angry orbs. She let her right leg shoot out and kick Vader squarely in his shoulder. Vader grunted in pain reaching out for Padme's ankle, sending her tumbling down. Padme began to struggle in earnest as Vaders body covered hers. He caught her fisted hands as they tried to seriously pummel him.
"Get off me!" Padme yelled. "How dare you!"
"Listen!" Vader said, shaking her into submission. "You've already caused us precious time. I'm not apologizing for anything that transpires between you and I. So if you're looking for an apology, I will never give it!"
Padme glared at him, forcing herself to calm down. Being this close to him unnerved her. When Vader saw that she was no longer fighting, he released his hold on her and allowed them both to proceed down the tunnel.