A New Life

The room was silent for the moment. Darth Vader approached with caution, kneeling down before the hooded man in the dark chair.

The emperor watched Vader carefully, sensing an unfamiliar sentiment in him. He wasn't able to tell what it was quite yet; it seemed almost like relief and contentment, although he knew Vader would try to hide any emotion like that as well as possible. Either way, the emperor decided to keep it in mind, and look further into Vader by watching his every move in future, but for now, he wished to know what Vader was reporting to him for.

"What brings you before me, Lord Vader?" the emperor asked.

Vader was usually more trusting when confronting his superior about something, but strangely, this time he was nervy.

"A young girl was caught trespassing here on the Death Star." He said outright, causing the emperor to blink at what importance could that have concerning him.

"And what makes you think she is of any significance?" he wondered.

Vader silently gulped, "She is part of the rebel alliance."

The emperor snapped to attention now, "Who is she?" he questioned, demanding immediate response.

"Her name is Vivian Telestria. I've encountered her before…She often gets around with Luke Skywalker." Vader answered, feeling a bit awkward calling his son by his full name.

"I see, a certain relation of yours." The emperor teased slightly, "When did this girl arrive here? Are there any others?" he continued to question.

"She came alone. It is uncertain when she arrived. She hasn't been questioned yet. But I highly doubt she was here long before her capture." Vader answered.

"When do you plan on questioning her?" the emperor pried.

"As soon as she awakens, it seems she fainted." Vader hid his lie with ease, "But she can be of more use to us." He added.

The emperor stared at him, wondering if this may be what's causing Vader's unusual mood.

"How so?"

"Not only does she provide information that is useful, but I believe that I could influence her to our side. She could be an incredibly handy spy for us." Vader explained his plan.

The emperor stared at Vader a few more moments, "I see." He said, "What makes you sure she'll betray her friends so easily?"

"She is a very easy target at the moment. She lacks mind strength to make her own choices." Darth Vader explained.

The emperor didn't mind the idea as such. After all it would be Vader's job to create her into a valuable spy, and if he thought he could do it, then so he probably could. But what really bothered to emperor was what was going through Vader's mind; he could even slightly tell a difference in the way he was talking about this girl.

"Well. If she is submissive, then it will be up to you to make something of her." the emperor finally agreed.

Vader noticed immediately the word submissive as the emperor said it, and for a strange reason he could feel his crotch become uncomfortable at the thought of the previous event.

"Yes, my master." Vader accepted.

Meanwhile, back in Darth Vader's room, Vivian finally awoke, after a 4 hour rest. She stared across the room with half open eyelids as she rested her head on the pillow. She was trying to process and accept what had happened to her. She was now a prisoner. But what kind of prisoner was she? Did Vader plan to engage in such an act with her always, or was it just a one time thing? It confused her greatly, and began to mess with her head. She couldn't deny that she wanted it. She loved it. But as great as it was, she couldn't help but feel guilt from being used. Vader didn't feel anything for her. He was just in it for himself. And he could hear her thoughts? That was odd. This was all crazy. Vivian sat up in the bed and held her face in her hands. She couldn't help her guilt. She shouldn't have submitted to Vader. She should have resisted at all costs, but instead she gave into her desires. What am I going to do!?

Tears began forming in her eyes. She broke down and sobbed into her hands. What will Luke say!? I'm sorry, Luke.

Her freedom was gone, her virginity was gone, and her sanity was fading.

I need to get away from here! I want to go home! I don't understand!

Vivian jumped up from the bed, taking the blankets with her; she wrapped it around herself and ran to a corner of the room. She sat herself down and hugged her knees. She hung her head and continued to cry. She wished she could run away. She wished she had clothes. She wished she could see her friends again. My virginity and my freedom have been taken from me all in one day! Please god, help me. I can't take this suspense! I want to die right now. Why did I submit? I wanted him. I still do. He only wants me for sex. He doesn't care about me. Was this rape? Or was it my fault?

Vivian couldn't help but think and question herself. Little did she know Vader could hear every single thought she had where she was talking to herself and questioning herself, and he was on his way back to the room in a hurry. I don't want to be here anymore! Please! Come save me Luke!

Vivian desperately wiped tears away from her eyes. She felt tainted and unclean. For once in her life she actually was feeling a craving to shower. Her breathing was uneasy, and she thought that for a moment she might faint from the panic and stress she was under. But she feared that if she did faint, she would wake up in pain with her wrists and ankles tied to the bed again.

I can't take this! Luke! She screamed in her mind.

At that exact moment, the room door opened, and Vader hurried in. He became slightly raged Vivian was not on the bed where he left her, but her startled gasp gave him her location and eased his anger. He looked over at her through his mask.

Vivian felt more tears rush to her eyes, as she began pleading at Vader like before.

"Please don't hurt me!" she cried, shivering from fear and her unsteady breathing.

For a moment, even Darth Vader was a little taken back and confused. He had convinced her three times he wasn't going to hurt or kill her. She made out as if he was this terrible man who couldn't control his temper. Sometimes that may have been true, when people betray him, or fail to follow his orders. But she was a female. A young girl, and he couldn't kill her, especially not with what he had planned for her.

"I'm sorry!" Vivian cried again, "Please let me go!"

Vader began to approach her now. Vivian began to sob more in fear of being hurt once the Jedi was beside her.

"Wondering child," Vader spoke, "When will you understand I have no desire to harm you." He held his hand out to Vivian, expecting her to accept it. Vivian glanced up to the dark lord. His voice somehow calmed her, like before. She slowly and cautiously began to reach her hand up to take Vader's. Vader watched her. He wondered what on earth was wrong with this girl. He hadn't met very many human girls since he went to the dark side, but even so, he had never seen someone so fragile and fearful. He had seen Vivian when around her friends. She seemed much more happy, energetic, quite loud and out-there. He never imagined her to be like this when in his presence.

Vivian's hand met with Vader's. It sent chills through her body.

Vader gently wrapped his fingers around her hand, and began pulling her to her feet. Vivian couldn't support the blanket around her with just one hand, so it slid off of her as she stood, and fell to the floor at her feet. Vader couldn't help but let his eyes scan her bare form. Vivian felt no more tears rush to her eyes. Her embarrassment of exposing her body to Vader faded as well. She expected Vader to take her back to the bed, and perhaps take advantage of her again, but to her surprise, he didn't. He lead her past the bed, to a door in the room. In a flash, it opened.

Vivian peered inside, and saw it was a bathroom. It had a shower, and a toilet, all nice and clean. Vader had heard her thoughts from before, and how she felt unclean. Vivian blushed slightly. For a man of not many words, he definitely came across to her as kind, in a strange way.

"Should you need to use it." Vader said plainly.

Vivian gulped, "May I use it after you answer my questions, like you said you would?" she asked nervously.

"If you wish." Vader said, now leading Vivian over to the bed. He gestured for her to sit on it, and she obediently followed the order. Vader left her side and walked over to the door where he had placed something the moment he barged in. Vivian was curious, but didn't pry. Once Vader had retrieved what he needed, he returned to Vivian. She looked up to him, and eyed the strange white material in his hands. Vader handed it to her. She immediately accepted, now realising it was clothing for her.

Where was her original clothing?

"Thank you, my lord." Vivian thanked gratefully, "But where -"

"You wonder where your original clothing is." Vader cut her off.

Vivian gulped, hoping he wasn't mad with her, and nodded to answer him.

"I will be providing you with an outfit every day. You need not worry about such a thing." Vader explained.

Vivian looked down to the outfit. It seemed rather small. She would definitely fit it, seeing as it was stretchy material, but it would seem rather tight, and revealing. Is this what Vader wanted?

"You may ask your questions, when ready."

Vivian looked back up to Vader. She had gotten her request for a shower and clothing, now she had to ask the rest of her questions. There were so many she didn't even know where to begin.

"I have many questions." Vivian said quietly, "The first I must ask is, how could you hear my thoughts?"

"I can hear many thoughts from many different people. It's a power I have." Vader answered as simple and quick as possible. If Vivian had a lot of questions to get off her chest he needed to get through them quickly. He needed to question her as well.

"Oh…that's cool…" Vivian mumbled, "My next question…is…what happened before…is that always how you treat your new prisoners?" she wondered.

Vader paused for a moment. He had hoped she didn't question about that, but it was foolish to hope for such a thing.

"Of course not." Vader replied, a little bit irritated by that question.

"Then why me?" Vivian pried.

"Do you want me to dignify that with a truthful answer?" Vader snapped at her. Vivian helplessly leaned back in fear. She gulped.

"Yes! I want to know why you did that to me! Why am I different from any other prisoner you capture?" she questioned.

Vader reached his hand over Vivian's body and latched around her neck, forcing her back into the bed. Vivian let out a gasp and placed her hands on Vader's arm, tugging at it helplessly, pleading for forgiveness in her eyes. Vader's arm was immovable. His grip around her neck was not tight enough to choke or cause her pain, but it was lightly squeezing, showing her who was dominant in the room.

"Please don't hurt me my lord!" Vivian begged, shutting her eyes tightly.

"I'll bet you want to know why I'm keeping you here as well," Vader snarled, "And I'll bet you're wondering why I've given you such revealing clothing!?"

Vader's harshness was giving Vivian anxiety. Vader had practically read her mind again, and now she was terrified that he may have been pissed off with her. She constantly feared for her life when in his presence and even when not in his presence.

"Please my lord!" Vivian pleaded, "I'm sorry! You said you would answer my questions!"

Vader knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help but love to see the clothe-less girl in front of him struggle under his power.

"You will be kept here, to aid me when I am in need." Vader decided to be more demanding and forceful towards her. He needed to pull her into line. He would give her everything she needs, but in return she needed to prove herself to him.

Vivian stared up to him with uncertainty in her eyes, "You mean…I'll be kept as your…sex slave?" she found the courage to say. If the sex slave idea was indeed true, she knew she wasn't in any danger of being killed, but she may be in for some harm.

Vader tightened his grip around Vivian's neck, "Should you dare speak of it to anyone! It'll be another story for you!" he growled at her. Vivian flinched and gripped his arm tighter.

"I swear, my lord!" she tried to convince him, "I have no intention of telling anyone anything!"

Vader smirked behind his mask, "Good girl." He soothed, lightening his grip, "I will provide you with your needs to live. But in return you must not resist me." He reasoned, now releasing Vivian from his grip.

Vivian gulped, "And if I do resist?" she questioned, secretly finding a kind of amusement in Vader's dominance.

Vader smirked at her daring personality, "You will not resist." He stated firmly to her, as he now ran the back of his gloved hand over her face. Vivian blushed at the contact. She felt guilty she was accepting the dark Jedi, but for some reason she found it impossible to refuse him. His touch was heavenly to her.

"I have much bigger plans for your future." Vader said, brushing his fingers over Vivian's soft neck.

"What plans?" Vivian wondered.

Vader put his finger to her lips, "That will be realised in time. For now, I must carry out my duty, and question why exactly you came here in the first place?" he said. He noticed Vivian's hesitation to respond to his question, and decided to approach her in another way. He gently caressed her face, and made his way down to caressing her neck.

Vivian couldn't help but feel aroused at his touch. She knew at this rate she wouldn't be able to deny anything from her new master.

"I can't say." She sighed.

Vader knew she would refuse to answer his questions, but that was okay, it would be taking the next step towards her corruption to work for him. He had to train her, and this would be good progress if he could break the information from her. Vader moved his hand gently over Vivian's body, trying to show comfort and understanding. He could easily force the truth from her, or he could be gentle and calm, which would gain her trust for him, and that's what he mainly needed to build up right now.

"You can." Vader said, "I am being tolerant with you. If you cannot answer the questions I ask, you will be forced to be questioned by others on the Death Star, and there, I cannot protect you from harm." He explained, which frightened Vivian.

She didn't want to be questioned by anymore people, especially if they would be harsher than Vader.

"Do you wish to be harmed?" Vader asked.

"No." Vivian sighed.

"Then answer my questions." He said, still holding on well to his calmness.

Vivian let out yet another sigh, and turned her head to her side so she didn't have to face the dark lord when answering.

"I came here on my own accord. I was strictly told not to by my friends. But I came anyway. I thought I could find a transmitter to help a droid I know." Vivian admitted, wishing he hadn't done so.

Vader continued to stare at Vivian, "What were you going to use this transmitter for?" he asked.

"I don't really know." Vivian said, "All I know is, my friends were talking about how they desperately needed one to help transmit messages and things…so I thought I would help them, and find the transmitter myself." She explained.

"So, simply you just needed a transmitter?" Vader said, "Is that all you were here for?" he continued to pry, hoping to get her to admit something else to him.

"Well yes, that was my mission…" Vivian said, "The only thing apart from that was, I explored around a little more than I should have. I wanted to see new things I haven't seen before, and well…in that process…I guess that's when I was caught."

"I see you underestimated our security here." Vader grinned.

Vivian nodded slightly, "I suppose I did." She mumbled. She hoped there were no more questions. She didn't want to reveal anymore information to the Jedi. She knew if she refused she may be handed over to harsher enemies, right before she would most likely get another pounding by Vader for persuasion. The conversation between her and Vader fell silent for the moment. The questions she wished to ask had disappeared. She now knew why she was here, and the duties she had to perform as the prisoner of her status.

"…I'm sorry." Vivian mumbled.

Vader watched her. "You are regretful of this choice you have made?" he wondered, taking his hand from her body.

"For some reasons…yes…for others…no." she answered truthfully, before closing her eyes in resentment of what she had just admitted.

Smirking behind his mask, Vader couldn't help but imagine ploughing the youthful girl into the bed again. He now had a taste for the act once again, and felt he would be lost without it. He knew the risk of behind caught out. Not only would it cause people to perhaps doubt him; Palpatine would see him as weak. Either that would be the result in being discovered, or maybe it would be the complete opposite, and help his image as a powerful forceful man that gets what he wants, when he wants it. Either way it was a risky game to play, Vader thought, but that just made the whole thing so much more interesting.

"In conclusion to this little question time game." Vader began, "Is there any requests you have to make your imprisonment more comfortable here?" he thought he should ask. He needed the girl to like him, trust him, and hold faith. Allowing her to have some rights would improve her thoughts of him greatly, and that's the card he had to play. Vivian sat up on the bed how she was before she was forced down. She stared curiously at Vader through the emotionless mask.

"Requests?" she wondered if her ears may have deceived her.

"That is correct." Vader said, "What do you request for your time here?" he repeated his question.

Vivian thought she would explode with happiness that Vader was actually going to let her have a say in something. She had so many thoughts already to request. But then, she knew she was in fact a prisoner, and such outrageous requests would surely be denied. She kept her requests to a minimum, and a range that was actually doable.

She paused for a few moments, before saying her first request, "My first request is…" she began, "Whenever I use the bathroom, whether it be shower or for any reason, I request that I have complete privacy." She said, hoping Vader didn't have a sour reaction to her first request.

Vader paused for the moment, allowing his breathing to be the only thing heard in the room.

"As you wish." He finally accepted, "But should you use that privacy for plotting or to resist your imprisonment, there will be exceptions." He explained.

Vivian nodded, "I understand."

"Is there anything else?" he wondered.

"Well, I have a sort of question and yet request…" Vivian mentioned, "Will I be confined here in this room completely? Or will I be privileged to walk freely around the Death Star?"

Vivian's question made Vader falter slightly. Her freedom around the Death Star would raise suspicion for others. But then again, the emperor would understand if she were to be in the process of training. It could work. But it was too soon to be giving her rights. He had to win over her trust first, and then he would allow her to roam around; of course under supervision at all times by a couple of storm troopers.

"You will be granted that privilege in time. But for the next few days you will remain confined here, until I bring you before the emperor." Vader explained.

Vivian gulped. The thought of the emperor made her quiver. She had heard such terrible stories about him, and the fact he was so unbelievably supported by the power of the dark side made her more uneasy. He could kill her in a flash if he didn't approve of her. And if he did, would Vader stop him? Or would he just let it be, and allow her to be killed, and then go in search for another sex slave.

"Please don't tell me I'd have to be his sex slave too." Vivian hesitated.

Vader slowly shook his head, "He will not be aware of this. You must keep your mouth shut, or that's what you may even become." He warned.

Vivian tried her best to choke back gagging from the thought. She had heard of the emperor's appearance, and she didn't find it appealing at all, even if he had awesome powers.

"I will be sure to keep silent, my lord." Vivian bowed her head to him to show she was completely loyal for now. Vader was tempted to have sex with the girl right then and there. It was the perfect opportunity, and he had time to spare. But, he knew he shouldn't act like some maniac and perhaps lose some of her trust. Sex once every few days, he vowed to himself, but somehow he didn't think he could keep that vow.

"Now, my precious slave." Vader soothed, gently caressing Vivian's face again, "I have duties to attend to. I shall return later."

Vivian blushed, "Yes, my master." She said obediently.

It amazed Vader at how quickly and easily she was accepting her fate. He softly brushed aside some of Vivian's light blond hair from her face, before making his way to the door again. He admired Vivian's beautiful elegant features, and knew it would be a great future indeed.