Sorry updates take so long, this is not my only WIP. But anywhosies, I think it's a bout time we got on with the story!
Chapter 5
I had no problem finding Emperor Palpatine's battalion of battleships. I didn't need the force to feel the hatred and evil resonating from every vestal. The closer I got, the the stronger I felt the presence of terror. The stronger the presence became, the more I actually began to truly think about what I was doing. For the first time in this endeavor I asked myself why I was doing this. I doubted myself. That's what the dark side does, I reminded myself. It makes you doubt everything you ever knew or felt. It made Anakin doubt our love. I was not about to let it do the same to me. I had to be stronger than my doubt, my fear, my anger, my hate, my suffering. I had to press on.
I felt something pulling. Something was drawing me closer toward what seemed to be the command ship. Something. Or someone. But then something strange happened. It seemed I was being sent in a circle around what may have been a construction zone. It was a construction zone. It was enormous. If it was some sort of space station, it was quite possibly the largest in existence. By looking at the frame I could tell that the completed monstrosity would be a sphere shape. My lands, what sort of weapon of destruction and tyranny was the emperor constructing? My heart sank into my stomach when I realized that Anakin must be helping his new "master" build this.
I completed the circle and then let whatever was pulling me pull me back towards the command ship.
My transport landed in bay of the ship I was pulled to and everything shut down on its own. Or not on its own. I stepped out and waited. If the Emperor pulled me in, he would surely be there soon. The doors at the end of the hanger slid open and there stood...not the Emperor. Not anyone or anything that I recognized. Whoever it was took slow, pounding steps towards me. The man wore a black armored suit and a helmet and mask that completely covered his face, causing his breathing to sound very loud. As he grew closer I could see that he red visor of the mask was just transparent enough that I could barely see his eyes, meaning whoever this was was at least mostly human. And those eyes... They were so strange but I knew those eyes...
Anakin.
I felt sick. What had Obi Wan done to him? What had the Emperor done to him? What had he done to himself?
Anakin spoke and it did not even sound like his voice, it sounded more like a machine just like Obi Wan had said. "Why have you come here, Padme? My master told me that you were dead."
"I'm sorry to have disappointed you Ani."
I jumped when he shouted back. The machinery of his suit made it sound more like the roar of an angry animal then the voice of my any human let alone my husband. "Do not call me by that childish pet name, Senator! That was a name for your husband. I am a Sith Lord. You will address me as Lord Vader."
"With all due respect Lord Vader," I mocked him with the use of his title. "You are no more a Sith Lord than I am a Gungan."
"Then I must prove to you my power in the dark side of the force."