Vader watched helplessly as the Falcon turned upward and escaped the first planetoids. The ship turned into a streak of light and jumped away, leaving the rocks colliding into themselves in the vacated space. Vader took a step back as his lightsaber slowly drew down and disappeared. His first thoughts were to the Emperor, and the conversation he was soon to have with him, and what his own failure would mean.
Rage consumed Vader. Cannon fire struck just behind him and jostled him from his thoughts. He turned to see that Antilles' ship had not tried to escape, but instead had circled around and was descending towards him with its guns blazing.
Darth Vader turned around, his cape still smoldering on fire behind him. His breathing was fast as he raised his arms to the hundreds of planetoids that were floating far above him just beyond the air shield. He drew his arms down slowly. They were visibly trembling as the force was summoned and it responded with great power. The huge chunks of metal and rock turned slowly and started to fall down towards the base. They picked up speed and passed through the air shield causing thunderous booms as they sped through the thin air, some even surpassing the speed of sound.
They crashed onto the dock with terrific force, splintering entire sections in seconds and sending debris everywhere. The stormtroopers who were scattered around the dock were thrown in all directions. With his arms still outstretched, Vader guided several large ship-sized rocks onto the main generators. With a tremendous explosion the gravity field was obliterated, as was the air shield that surrounded the base, The air of the station whooshed outwards and spread to nothingness, leaving a horrific void of silence in its place. Pirates and stormtroopers who were still engaged in battle with each other were all cast upwards, grabbing at their throats and chests as the vacuum of space emptied them of all breath. Many gaping mouths tried to yell and scream only to be trapped in silence. With the gravity gone, Antilles' ship tilted to one side, its engines overcompensating. The crew that was on deck let go of their weapons in panic as they floated up helplessly. They struggled to grab onto the upper most balks while trying to hold their breath, but one by one they were overcome and drifted off.
Vader still had his arms stretched out in rage. The fire on his cape was now extinguished and billowing black smoke trailed far behind him. He used the force to pull more rocks down onto the base. He was exerting so much that his legs were starting to depress into the floor.
The rocks came crashing down and pummeled the remaining vessels across the dock that were trying to take off, ripping them apart. Explosions of ordinance and fuel engulfed the dock and surrounded Vader in whirlwinds of flame.
The Venturous was now trying to escape. Antilles had turned his ship away from the destruction and opened its engines to full power. Vader paused some larger rocks that were coming down and redirected them towards the huge ship. He violently shot out his arms and the rocks burst into the ship broadsides, flying out the other side. Explosions burst from the holes left behind and the ship slowly ripped apart and split in two. Men were thrown out from the lower decks and drifted over Vader, expressions of horror still etched on their faces, cursing the black demon below. What was left of the ship slowly followed them.