Vader stood alone in his personal training room aboard the Death Star. To be able to wield the Ring, the Sith Lord now wears a smaller gauntlet to accommodate. He has set another battle simulation to begin, to test the Ring's power. A panel to his right opens up and a droideka rolls out in front of him and fires three blasts. Drawing his lightsaber with Force-enhanced reflexes, he deflects the first shot and redirects the other two shots back to the droideka, only for them to bounce off of the droideka's shield. He uses the Force to knock off the droideka's head, rendering it completely useless.
A second panel opens randomly from behind as another droideka tries to surprise him. Spinning around, he reflects two blaster shots back towards the second droideka, the shots flying over the droid. He flings it up against the wall with the Force and then causes its torso to explode. Soon two droidekas roll out from behind panels, one on his left, the other on his right. Vader uses the Force to crumple the droideka to his left and flings it at the one on his right. The second droideka is distracted long enough for the Sith Lord to telekinetically grab all three of its legs and shove them into its own head.
Two hovering droids, equipped with blasters, appear out of the ceiling and automatically fire a constant barrage of blasts at Vader. Ably dodging the stream of blasts, he jumps back about two meters. With the Force, he grabs one droid and smashes it into the other. Panels open up on either side of him and out walk two B2 Super Battle Droids. They both target the Dark Lord with their cannon arms and fire a homing rocket each. Both rockets are grabbed with the Force and maneuvered around him so that they strike the battle droids instead, causing the B2s to blow to a thousand pieces.
Discontented with the battle simulation, Vader could see that it was just like all the others, unsuitable to test the Ring's true power. All of a sudden, a slight disturbance could be felt in the Force. Barely noticeable, but it was there. Something had just entered the room.
A second figure lurks in the shadows. It has spent the last several months studying Vader and his universe. With its shadow-like form, the being has been able to possess station personnel and interact with computers across the station, learning everything it can.
Vader turns in the direction of the spirit. The power of the Ring courses through him and he unleashes Force energy from his hand to dispel the being. Quickly, the shadow dodges his attack and darts across the room. It decides that now is the time to take the Ring. Ever since it learned of midi-chlorians, and their possible ability to create life, the spirit sought out these organisms and started gathering them earlier that day. Slowly collecting them from dead skin cells as they fell off of individuals, only allowing them to feed off of its own energy in order to keep them alive.
Now the time has come to use them for its own purpose. The shadow moves to the floor, and from it, a body rises and takes shape. Upon completion, the Dark Lord Sauron stands before the Sith. Sauron stops supplying energy to the midi-chlorians to focus on his opponent. Soon the body will die off, forcing Sauron to act quickly. Only the One Ring can truly sustain him indefinitely.
Vader is now the key to Sauron's new plan. With him out of the way, Sauron will be able to use the Ring to regain his shapeshifting abilities and take on Vader's appearance to get close to the Emperor. From there Sauron will kill the Emperor and take his place in disguise. With this grand empire at his command, he will conquer far more than Middle-Earth.
Sauron places his open hands in front of him and conjures a ball of fire in between them. The ball of fire turns into a stream that rushes towards Vader. Vader raises his left hand and generates a Force-barrier to divert the flames around him, and the fire dissipates into nothing. The Ring begins to yearn for its true master, a feeling that Vader can sense. He realizes that this individual is connected to his prize.
Still in command of the Ring, Vader unleashes a powerful shockwave at his opponent. Sauron deflects the assault with the back of his hand. Concerned with the amount of time he has already used up, Sauron generates lightning and hurls it towards Vader. Vader draws his lightsaber and is able to deflect most of it, but his breathing apparatus is struck by a few volts and forced to temporarily shut down.
Having lost the ability to breathe, Vader gasps for air, falling to one knee while losing concentration on everything else. He lifts his hand, in vain, to release Force energy. Sauron walks towards Vader until he is directly in front of him. Glad to see his opponent almost defeated, Sauron reaches forward, sparks emanating from his palm, ready to strike with another bolt.
In what is left of his vision, Vader sees this being about to attack. He is just barely able to muster up enough strength to focus and use the Force. Sauron did not expect this and was flung against the far wall across the room. As the respirator comes back online, Vader takes a few deep, rejuvenating breaths, and, having been restored, rises to his feet.
He begins his advance on this enemy, hurling a blast of Force energy. Unable to react in time, Sauron is struck, causing his midi-chlorians to weaken. Vader unleashes another volley of energy and strikes Sauron a second time.
Now the midi-chlorians begin to die off, wisps of smoke arising from Sauron. Time is up, the body must be discarded. But this individual must not be allowed to roam freely across the Death Star.
With the power of the Ring, Vader encases Sauron inside a Force Sphere, sufficiently containing him. He searches for the energy connecting the Ring with Sauron. Once he finds it, he pulls the sphere along the connection and imprisons Sauron within the Ring. There is a sense of completeness coming from the Ring, even if this was not the intended reunion.
A voice comes on over the intercom to his training room. "Lord Vader, the Emperor has arrived. He demands to see you at once." Vader proceeds out of the room, tired of having to deal with this wretched, old man.
