Star Wars-The Third Twin Chapter 10, a star wars fanfic

Do I really need to remind you where they are?

The first thing Lyra woke up to was the sound of beeping. A very annoying, very loud, very irritating beeping.

Lyra was never a morning person. In fact, if you ever wanted to make her mad just for the fun of it, wake her up in the middle of the night. Of course, she would probably release hell on you, but that's your problem.

"Bobby, turn off that stupid siren!" Lyra grumbled. Bobby beeped, which probably meant.

"Who do you think I am? Some droid that was used by The Jedi to hack into systems and take information but somehow got his memory erased so I could serve you and have no memory of the Jedi?"

Or he said, "I like pie."

Either way, Lyra understood... Of sorts. He couldn't turn off the alarm.

"Fine Bobby." Lyra said in an angry tone. "I'll do it myself."

She grabbed her light saber off of her steel bedside table and clipped it onto her belt before heading off to the control center to unleash hell on the commanders.

Her face was twitching in anger, as Bobby followed her, like a puppy. Then she heard a crash and fell on her knees, scraping them.

"Ow!" She winced and got back up. Then, she turned her head to the huge glass window beside her.

She would've missed it if she was late by a a millisecond, but there it was. It went by in a blur, but she knew exactly what it was just by the bright red lights and fast form.

Rebels.

Considering the fact that Lyra has never in her entire life seen a Rebel ship before, this was shocking for her. She felt her stomach clench and before she knew it, she was sprinting. She didn't know where, of course, but she knew it was away. But how do you get away from them if they were targeting your planet?

Then, she crashed right into the person she never wanted to see again.

Her Father.

***About Five Minutes Earlier***

"Sir, Rebels are attacking us." Some random guy said. Darth Vadar didn't bother to memorize anyone's name, he didn't have time for that. Which makes you wonder how Kylo Ren knew excatly which Stormtrooper betrayed him... Did he have a photographic memory or something?

"Destroy them, every last one of them." Darth Vadar said, like he was asking to get rid of a fly. "Don't sound the alarm though. Lyra absolutely hates waking up early." He added. THe man nodded with uncertainty, but he knew better than to question Darth Vadar.

"So you do have feelings for your daughter." The Sith Lord said, appearing in the room. Darth Vadar froze before turning around to face him. He bowed, his head low.

"Master, Lyra was having a bad day yesterday and-" Darth Vadar started to explain when Palpatine raised his hand, commanding silence.

"I know, my apprentice." Then he walked right up to his face. So close, that he could see his dark eyes. "But why do you care?" HE whispered and Darth Vadar looked down, he knew that his Master had caught him looking at Lyra with affection.

"But no matter." He said and wandered off. Darth Vader widened his eyes. That went by easier than expected. "But it seems like some... information had been leaked out." Palpatine paused. "They know." Darth Vadar widened his eyes.

"They know the convient hole that was placed in the front of The Death Star that can blow it up?" He asked and Palpatine nodded when Darth Vadar crunched his fist, accidentally choking someone. He let go.

"Yes, they do." Palpatine said.

"How do you know?" Darth Vadar asked curiously.

"They tweeted it." Palpatine said casually, saying the first thing that came to his mind. Surprisingly, the Rebels actually had Twitter. Even more surprisingly, Darth Vadar brought it. It just goes to show what loyatly can do to a man.

"I knew we should've had that hole patched up!" DArth Vadar grumbled and crossed his arms. "But of course, we couldn't because of budget cuts." He mumbled under his breath.

"We must send out our best Stormtroopers, you know, the guys who can actually send a shot that actually hits the target, to them." Palpatine said and Darth Vadar nodded.

"Yes, yes we should." HE said and Palpatine nodded before walking away and looking back at him.

"Also, sound the alarm. Now."

***Back To Lyra***

"Lyra, it's not safe here." Darth Vadar said, grabbing her arm. She winced and tried to pull away, but he was too strong.

"But Father-" She started but then they reached the landing bay. Lyra stopped in her tracks and looked at her Dad. He seemed emotionless, mostly because of the mask before he held her to a fighter jet.

"Lyra, listen to me. Okay, actually listen." He gulped. "Our home is in danger and I can not risk any chance of losing you, no matter how small. Lyra, you stay on that ship, in the escape pod room. Nobody can know that your in there, and nobody checks the escape pod. If they do, then they know that... That." He sighes and shakes his head. "Lyra, don't make any noise. You'll be safe on there. I ordered the man flying this to go to the nearest planet. To do some recon. You stay in the ship. There's some food in there, and some water. Do not, I repeat, do not leave." He sees the pleading in her five year old eyes and he shakes his head. "I can't come with, Lyra. I have to stay at home and make sure everything runs smoothly. The captain should always stay on the ship."

Lyra's body shook as she sucked that in. He actually cared about her? He still cared wether she died or not. A huge boom came out from a distance as tears threatened to drip from LYra's eyes.

"Father." She whispered so softly, you could barely hear her. "I'm scared."

Darth Vadar nodded his head slightly and put out a hand. She shook it hestitate you but then she whispered into his ear.

"I'm so sorry, Daddy. So, so sorry." Her voice was small. He was surprised, not at the apology, but at the fact she called him Daddy. It was always Father.

Then, she said three words that made his heart skip a beat.

"I love you." Right before she hopped on board and plopped down in the escape pod. She didn't want her father to scold her for loving him. She just felt like she needed to get it off her chest.

"Me too." Darth Vadar whispered before the ship took off.

***On The Ship***

Lyra bit her fingernails as she stayed in that tiny room. There was a bunch of food and water in huge metal containers, but it was really tight. There were a few credits, but it was nothing to brag about. She never leaved her home before, and she always imagined it to be exciting. When her father actually trusted her. But now, she was leaving because she wasn't safe if she didn't. Her body shook as she held her legs. The escape pod was cold.

She lightly heard words of the man flying the ship, saying about how he was near the planet. About how he was closing in on it. Very close to the atmosphere, just a couple more miles.

With nothing todo, she took out her light saber. She never really looked at it before, it was just a light saber. She admired the hard edges that caused bruises on her hands and rotated it. THen, the words Lyra were on it. It was scratched in, in her father's handwriting. A small smile found its way to her lips as she ran her little fingers through the letters.

Then, before another second went by, a bang so loud, it shook the ship went off.

Lyra screamed. The ship spun. She felt sick.

A large metal container came flying at her and before she even had time to react, it collided with her face.

That was all she could see before she went out cold.

***Back To The Death Star***

Darth Vadar watched the ships get destroyed one by one. He smiled cruelly, that's what you get for attacking the Death Star. Death.

His master went off to wherever he went off to, as he watched another ship get destroyed. This was easier than he expected. A lot more easier.

Then he directed his attension to the ship his daughter was on. So close to the planet, just a few more miles. At least his daughter was safe.

But then, a ship came. Literally out of nowhere.

It was like it happened in slow motion. Very, very slow motion.

There was nothing he could do to stop it.

All he could do was watch.

A beam, a single beam went right for the turbines (Spaceships have turbines right?) One beam that changed everything. Shifted his world from becoming good, to completely bad.

It hit the turbines.

An explosion went off.

He could feel Lyra's spirt fading. He could feel his heart breaking.

He could feel the lost of the only child he's ever loved.

The rage for the Rebels was nothing compared to this. Compared to losing her to them. The only girl who didn't matter to the world but meant the world to him.

His heart that once felt a spark of light in was wiped out. Rage ignited, burning brighter than a thousand suns.

He felt like he couldn't even breath. He felt like he couldn't even move. All he could do was debris went here and there. All he could do was watch as debris went into the atmosphere. All he could do was watch.

His hearing was blurred. His speech was fumbled. His chest was burning. But his vision was perfect.

He watched the world burn and reappear. He watched as his only daughter died.

Then he said one line he should've said a long time ago (Like, half a movie ago).

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He shouted into the dark abyss called reality. Or at least Star Wars Reality.

***Not The End***

Is this The End? Nope. I still got this whole story planned out!

Darth Vadar is on The Dak Side, 100% now. I bet Palpatine is having a party this.