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Chapter 8: Plots, Scheming, Voices…

Leia found herself in another glum mood and Ravan led her to the turbo lift that would carry them up to meet Vader… again. Not surprisingly she didn't look forward to this. Ravan pushed her gently into the turbo lift before himself. When he entered next he pressed the top floor button. Instantly the lift doors snapped closed and the usual thing the lifts do happened.

"So, this time is he going to keep trying to convince me that Bail Organa is not my biological father?" Leia asked. Ravan turned his head to her, ever so slightly. His eyes flashed yellow.

"You hit the nail right on the head. And Bail Organa is not your biological father. Do we look like we have any reason to lie to you?"

"No, but I expect you like the mess with prisoners minds now and again. Like you are doing now."

"Don't rush to judgment princess. We Imperials are not heartless. Trust me, when you find out who your real father is you'll understand why we are keeping you alive and well, and why we are not toying with your mind."

"You make no sense sometimes." Leia spat.

"Sometimes." Ravan replied. "Not this time."

Leia didn't reply. She stood there for the next few moments until the lift doors opened again. They stepped out into Vader's spacious throne room. Leia took note that the royal guards were strangely absent. Perhaps Vader had already sent them away.

"He did." Ravan said to Leia, picking up on her train of thought by accident. Hmm, his father was right. The Force was indeed growing stronger inside him.

"Why?" Leia asked.

"You'll see." Was all Ravan said, as they began the ascent up the stairs the led to where Vader's custom throne stood. He had already dropped the chairs from the ceiling. They would just have to make her sit again, because Leia was not going to. Vader looked at her, she could somehow sense a cruel smile behind his mask. He gestured for her to sit to the chair to her right.

"I'd rather stand." Leia said politely, as she had done last time.

"Fine, stand in front of the chair. When you hear what I have to tell you you'll probably fall down."

"If you say so." Leia replied, standing in front of the chair to the right as Ravan took the left one.

"Correct me if I am wrong Princess Leia." Vader began, Leia was surprised he had given her permission to correct him. Or perhaps it was just sarcasm. You couldn't quite tell. Vader's voice had only two tones in that mask really. Anger and normal. "We left off with the truth that Bail Organa was not your real father."

"Not my biological father. Bail Organa was indeed my real father." Leia corrected. Leia had always thought of Bail as her father, and that he would remain. No matter who the real man was.

"Fine, if you accept Bail Organa as your father then I doubt you will take up my proposal and we'll just assume to kill you." Vader replied matter-of-factly.

"What are you talking about?" Leia asked, she was beginning to tire of these Sith games.

"I am your father."

At first the words didn't register to Leia, as though she had suddenly gone deaf, or Vader never said them at all. Then when she her brain finally understood their meaning she didn't want to believe it. As Vader predicted she fell back into the chair. She was speechless for a moment, but then it passed. She looked back at Vader's shiny black helmet. He couldn't have just said what he did. She needed confirmation.

"Wha-what did you just say?" Leia asked quietly. Her voice cracking.

"I said I am your father." Vader replied, not twitching a muscle.

Leia felt Ravan's eyes on her. Her brother's eyes on her. She didn't make contact. She leaned back, and winced as though she had been hit in the gut. She absorbed Vader's words and brushed the hair out of her face, opening her glassy eyes and looking at Vader again.

"You're my father?" She asked quietly, not even knowing what was going to come out of her mouth in the first place. It seemed as though Vader took an eternity to reply, taking his time to whet the blade the threatened to stab Leia's soul.

"I am." Vader replied.

The blade took a stab and sliced through Leia. She let tears fall from her now blood shot eyes.

"NO!" She cried. "No, no, why should I believe you!"

"Does it seem like I have any reason to lie?" Vader asked.

Leia didn't answer, she fell back into her chair closing her eyes. The answer of course to Vader's question was no. He didn't have a reason to lie to her. Therefore he was telling the truth. Leia didn't want to except it. She wanted to melt away into the dark recesses of the galaxy. Crawl into a cold dark hole and never resurface again. For a while she sat there. Eyes closed, letting it soak in and letting out her pain. Vader's patience did not wear out. Nor did Ravan's and finally when Leia was ready to speak again she looked at her biological father.

"What do you want from me?" Leia hissed, very quietly and steadily.

"I want you to join me. You can be free, and together our family can rule the galaxy!" Vader replied. Raising a fist.

"No, never. I'll never rule this damn Empire with a monster like you!" Leia spat. "Never!"

Vader's head dropped slightly. "It might be difficult then, to ensure your life in the cell. I will have you killed, and we have very, very painful ways of disposing of you."

"Do your worst." Leia hissed, spitting at Vader's boot. "You sick bastard, kill me! Kill your only daughter."

Vader didn't answer. He pressed a small red button on the side of his armrest. Leia half expected a bed of spike to fall from the ceiling and crush her. Instead a minute later four red robed guards stepped out of the turbo lift and floated up the stairs toward Leia.

"Take her away." Vader ordered, waving his hand. She guards grabbed Leia off the chair and cuffed her. Her legs felt like twigs that might snap at any moment. But she let them lead her away. Vader and Ravan watched her, all the way until the turbo lift doors closed. Then Vader stood up. Extending his hand and Force pushing Leia's chair into a wall on the other side of the room where it broke, and the pieces fell to the ground.

Vader growled and began to pace.

"You didn't actually expect her to just join us, did you father?" Ravan asked, remaining seated.

"Of course not." Vader snapped. "She's so like Padmé, stubborn."

"Like mother?" Ravan asked. Remembering Vader calling the woman who gave birth to him and Leia Padmé.

"Yes." Vader replied. "We need something to motivate her. To help the cause."

"Like what?"

"I don't know." Vader said, stopping by his chair. "We could perhaps stage something. Organa's wife is still alive. We could send a few legions of storm troopers or so to the planet, dressed in rebel uniforms to storm the palace and kill the queen."

"Would you really do that?"

"No, you're right. It does sound… stupid."

"Perhaps there would be another way to motivate her." Ravan said.

Both thought, but still they were baffled as to how.

XxX

As was the norm Leia was tossed back into her cell like a sack of trash into a garbage masher. She had grown accustomed to it by now and was able to land on her feet. Though about every week or so she needed replacement prison slippers since the dirt and grime of the cell floor literally ate away at them.

Final she came down onto the bench, thoughts running amuck in her mind, she not able to control them. The thought of Vader as her father, as Ravan as her brother. And worst of all Bail Organa was not her biological father. The man she considered her real father was a total stranger. All these thoughts built up so much she finally leaned back and cried. She didn't want to be Leia Vader, or whatever the Lord's real name was. She wanted to be Leia Organa.

But right now she just wanted to melt into the floor and sink away. But she couldn't she had to stay strong. She wanted so much to kill Vader, which shocked her because oddly enough she had never thought that way. And she didn't even know if she would be able to kill Vader.

"And why not join them?" Asked a voice that made her jump off her seat and look around, expecting to see some audio receiver the Imperials had installed. Finally when she saw nothing she spoke out loud.

"Who said that?" She asked quietly.

"Perhaps no one. No one if fact."

"Perfect, now I am hearing voices. Damn Imperials and their psycho cells."

"No, I am not a voice concocted by your brain. I am real, or used to be."

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Just heed my advice and join them."

"Those monsters? Join them, hardly likely."

"You fail to see the greater opportunity here." The voice snapped.

"You fail to see your advice is not wanted." Leia spat. A moment later she had one of those, what in the galaxy am I doing moments.

"You don't understand. You wish to kill Vader, correct?" The voice asked, not bothering to wait for Leia's reply. "Well the truth is you cannot. You cannot kill him without training."

"What are you talking about?" Asked Leia in exasperation, she couldn't stand when people fed around the bush like this. Let alone voices that were probably just a figment of her imagination. Realizing how stupid this sounded she pushed the thoughts out of her head.

"I mean you are Force sensitive. You have the ability to use the Force. Vader will want to exploit that ability, he will train you as he did his son. And when you have learned all that is possible you can use it to kill him."

"But can't he feel it when I am lying or something. When I say I want to join him won't he sense the lie?" Leia asked.

"Of course not. For it is not a lie. You do want to join him so you can kill him."

"Perhaps… wait, why am I even listening to you? You're a voice inside my head! I might as well be talking to the dirt on the floor." Leia yelled.

"Heed my advice." Was all the voice said. Leaving Leia with just more thoughts.

Oooh. Voice in the head, is Leia going mental? Perhaps, perhaps not, perhaps it is only the work of some evil genius. Muhahahaha! Actually its not, its quite obvious. I know who it is. You don't. Or you do. No its not Darth Traya. She came back twice in two different lines of my fics. But I'm not actually saying the person who is speaking to Leia is dead. Am I? More questions.