Leia sat rubbing her head in the control room. Red lights were flashing on the holodisplay of the battle; it was a duplicate of the one from the Yavin 4 battle. Han was out there fighting for Coruscant, and Leia was only allowed a fleeting farewell. Luckily, his ship hadn't disappeared off the map yet. Leia sighed with brief relief, but she was soon sent to work checking in with all of the fleets.
"Luke, you better get the fighter off my butt or I'll be toast," Wedge warned over the comlink.
"I'll be right there, Wedge," Luke replied calmly. "Gold leader, how is you transport doing?"
Vader's imposing voice said, "It's coming along to great. I think they suspect that I'm defending you, though."
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"General, Lord Vader is in the midst of the fight, but he's not attacking in anyway," A newly-dubbed (and stupid) commander recited.
"His ship has very little firepower, but excellent shields. It is not wise for him to attack, no matter his circumstances. He won't win, and his shields will eventually fail after numerous attacks. The odd thing is that he isn't being attacked."
"He would not be a wise person to cross," the commander murmured.
"Prepare my docking bay immediately," Anakin commanded. "A surrounding fleet will not be necessary. All the flying officers should be in the air if they are not commanding those in the air."
The general fell silent with terror. With a nod, he gave the order for the docking bay to be cleared. The scary part for him was the many officers were not in the battle; they had been ready to defend if the Rebels did make it past the blockade.
"Lord Vader, is it true the Emperor is dead?" The General was making small talk to distract "Vader" from the fact that only ten percent of the fleet was in the air.
"Yes, which puts me in supreme command. Do not try small talk to deflect me from the fact that the entire fleet is not in the air. I do not want any destroyers. That would be too easy for our win."
"What is he doing?" the commander asked. "In an instant, he would give the order for Star Destroyers."
"Do it. I don't want his wrath upon us. He is in primary command, just like he said." The general trembled with the thought of what would happen.
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Darth Vader strutted down the ramp, and Rebels, dressed as Imperial officers, followed him obediently. A special transport stood ready for him to take it to the Palace. Vader ordered the officers inside before commanding one to direct. He had to keep up the visage of arrogant Galactic Emperor until the Rebels had won. The officers had to fake intimidation until they attacked.
"You all know what must happen," Anakin began the instant the door closed. "Keep it as quiet as possible. As long as they know we are not enemies, the better. Shoot at any sort of officer except for the General, who is in the control room. He is vital for knowing all the other information necessary for destroying the Empire. Stick together unless I say to separate. Remember, you are in my command right now."
"Yes, sir," the officers chorused with perfect practice.
The ride to Imperial Palace was short, and Vader was expected to be the first one out, flanked by an officer on either side. This was perfectly executed.
As Vader has wished, no troops were waiting for him. Anakin sighed silently with relief before resuming his entrance. The other officers followed according to their fake ranks at great distance. The foyer was the first place of battle for this troop, but it was done successfully and relatively quietly. After all, it was only stormtroopers.
"This is Gold leader to Main Command. We have breached the Palace and are preparing to advance."
"Copy that, Gold leader," Leia's voice spluttered in each of the officer's ears. "Proceed to Level 2. There are no more stormtroopers on your level."
"Copy that, Command." Anakin motioned a gloved finger to the officers. He found the familiar stairs and plodded up them quietly.
Some blaster fire came from the hallway-balcony from above. Vader put his hands up, and the Rebels followed his lead. "We are not enemies, can't you see? I'm going to have to chat with you poor-commanding General." Vader twitched his hands just as the guns were lowered, and every stormtrooper fell with at least two blaster holes. Anakin paused a moment to make sure there would be any other company before giving the motion to advance.
The rooms and studies on that level were checked before Anakin reported back in. "Level 2 is clear, Command. No injuries or casualties yet. Ready for next advance."
"Third level is clear, but fourth will not be easy. It is swarming with officers, Gold leader."
"Copy that. Proceeding to fourth level."
Anakin took a deep breath while creeping up the stairs to two levels above them. The officers had grim terror on their faces, but it concealed their bravery well.
The fourth level fight injured only three men, but Command directed them to the medical centre. Anakin figured that more officers would be on the higher levels, but news filled the ears of the shaken men. "They are alerted of your presence. You must get to the control room. It is on the fifth level, which is now filling up with troops. I cannot aid you until you have secured the fifth level. May the Force be with you." Anakin recognized Lando Calrissian's voice and assumed that he hadn't been sent for battle yet.
It was a bloodbath of civil war on the fifth level, but the Rebels still prevailed. Anakin had been lucky, too; most of the Rebels had been injured and none were dead. Anakin checked in again, and heard his daughter's voice directing the injured officers to the medical centre. Only a handful was untouched and weren't ordered to carry the lame ones to the medical centre.
"Gold leader, this is Command again. Well done. The control room is barricaded, but its defenses are not strong. They do not have their blast door shut."
"Copy that, Command," Anakin sighed with relief, and it came out mechanical.
Anakin proved to be successful in managing the control of the Empire, but it wasn't the Empire anymore. The Rebel fleets were sent to Imperial Palace after Anakin alerted them, and Imperial Palace officially became New Republic Palace of Galactic Affairs. They had won one of their biggest battles.