A/N: This is a sneak peek for a new story I've been working on for quite some time. This chapter is rated T with the next chapter on being all M rated for adult themes, language, violence and sexual interactions of the M rated kind.

Updated 06/14/17: Added some minor changes like the last paragraph which I edited just a bit to conform to chapter one.

The Emperor: Prologue

Shifting in bed to get more comfortable and to feel my beautiful slender wife pressing up against me is when I find her side vacant and open my eyes to see where she is. It isn't even three hundred standard hours in the morning according to the chrono hanging on the far wall, when the sound of someone throwing up in the fresher catches my attention, instantly I know it to be Padmé as no one else would ever be in our refresher. Throwing the silk crimson blanket off to the side, I stand up out of bed and walk around the bed to the fresher on the far right side of our bedroom.

"Padmé," I call, banging on the wooden door that separates us. "Are you alright?"

With my ear practically pressing up against the door, the sound of her throwing up again reverberates through the room and I decide to just barge in to see what's wrong. She didn't even bother locking the door, knowing how easy it is for me to unlock it and she's there in the back of the large dimly-lit room hunching over the toilet wearing her short light blue formfitting night gown that she normally wears before and after getting into bed, she doesn't wear it when she's sleeping with me, obviously or she'd lose it after I tore it off of her beautiful body. Focusing back on her, she doesn't look very sick, she isn't feverish or pale but she obviously isn't fine if she is throwing up in the middle of the night.

"What's wrong?" I ask, kneeling next to her pulling her hair back, as she just looks up between me and back at the toilet, looking like she's deciding whether or not to answer me. What is she trying to hide from me? I reach out with my senses. Using the Force to scan her body, I try to see if I can find out for myself what is wrong with her since she doesn't seem to want to tell me herself. Running the scan from head to toe, I can't help but stop in startlement feeling the presence of two very Force-sensitive lifeforms inside of her, narrowing in on my search around her abdomen, I find the presences to be very similar to my own...

Bewilderment rushes through me along with a number of other emotions I wouldn't even know to describe.

FORCE... she's... she's... pregnant?

What? How?

My mind's in jumbo, trying to decipher what I'm feeling and how I'm supposed to feel...

But I'm not sure how to feel about this, for as long as we've been together that is one subject that we never touched base on. We never talked about having any children, it also explains why she didn't want to tell me. But, how long did she know? Why didn't I know sooner? Why wouldn't she tell me that she's pregnant? We're married and never keep secrets from each other! Not secrets of this magnitude anyway...

Deciding to break the proverbial ice on the subject, I decide to state the obvious and see where it goes from there.

"You're pregnant."

She looks up at me, her caramel brown orbs lock onto my azure blue and using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth, she tries to stand. "Now you know," she answers, quietly. She knew that if she didn't tell me that I'd use the Force, this isn't the first time.

That begs the obvious question...

"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask her, reaching out my hands to help her stand. She accepts the help gratefully and takes slow steps to the sink where she turns to look at the mirror, her hands resting on the white marble sink then she turns the water on and begins to wash her hands. I flush the toilet, then join her.

She shrugs hesitantly, "I wasn't sure how you'd feel about it." She answers, still quietly as if she's afraid of my reaction. "Its something we never talked about, I..."

"Padmé," I interject, knowing she wasn't sure what to say. Hell, even I'm not sure what I'm about to say but I have to say something and decide to let my emotions do the talking. "I know we never talked about having children before... and honestly its something that I never even really thought much about but I'm not mad or angry. How could I be?" A smile begins to grow on my face as the thought of becoming a dad starts to hit me and it feels... good! It feels right. "I know I have a whole lot to learn and that I'm not real... fatherhood material being a Sith Lord and all, but... I want this." I take a seat on the marble countertop next to the sink and with my right hand, I find her belly. They're way too small to be felt physically but the Force is already flying all around them and their presences are as bright and powerful as the twin balls of fire over Tatooine, possibly even rivaling my own. And they're not even born yet! Or even close to being born yet...

She stops what she's doing and looks up at me, my smile fades as I look up from her belly to find tears falling down her cheeks. Is she mad? Happy? She is the one person that was always hard for me to read through the Force, forcing me to rely on knowing her to get a good read but this is something we never talked about and I don't know how she feels about having children. Does she even want them?

My unasked question is answered though when her arms wrap around my neck and her small slender body presses against my much larger one as she embraces me.

"I want this too," she whispers, sobbing on my shoulder; tears of joy and relief. "I just wasn't sure how you'd feel about it."

I smile again in joy and relief of my own and then push her back slightly with my hands on her shoulders forcing her to look up at me. My hands move up sensually from her shoulders to cup her beautiful face with one hand on each cheek, I tilt her head back slightly and lean towards her to show her exactly how I feel about this. Ignoring the smell and taste of vomit coming from her lips and mouth, my lips crush hers showing her just how passionate I feel about us becoming parents, her lips part allowing me immediate entry and my tongue slides in.

My tongue explores the contours of her pretty mouth, visiting places its been many times before but can never tire of visiting.

It's home.

My lips map hers, kissing her pretty pink lips that kiss mine back with equal ardor. I'd suck and nip her soft pink lips just the way she likes it, if my tongue wasn't in her mouth but my tongue's mingling with hers and getting reacquainted like they were earlier tonight. They're like best friends that never want to go home.

I can relate, that is how I've felt for her ever since I realized that my feelings towards her were more than just lust-filled, more than just wanting to be in her presence, more than just friendship.

It was love. I just never thought I was capable of it until I made her mine and she made me hers.

After what feels like years but was only minutes, our lips swollen and jaws sore from our lazy mouth-fucking, I withdraw my tongue and lips from hers but the smile doesn't leave my face. "Does that answer your question?" I ask her, amused at the redness tinting her cheeks, she still blushes and I'm sure I do too. She nods. "Did you go see a Doctor, yet?"

She shakes her head, her long wavy chestnut brown hair swaying side to side with the movement. "No, I only found out a couple of days ago with a home pregnancy test. I'm a week late and I'm never late, I was thinking of how to tell you before making an appointment." I nod in understanding, glad that she didn't see a Doctor without me.

It would've made me furious to learn that she was pregnant through the HoloNet News. "Well, then I say we call down to the medcenter and make an appointment with one of the OB's in the morning." I lean back against the cold tiled wall while still sitting on the marble sink countertop as she goes back to cleaning herself up leaving me feeling satisfied with myself that I can still make her blush like a teenage school girl.

She continues to clean herself up, gargles some mouth wash and brushes her teeth taking longer than usual but that is to be expected considering she threw up and wants that nasty taste out of her mouth. I should probably gargle some mouth wash and brush my teeth too, though with me being a Sith, the smell and taste of vomit while it may be unpleasant is bearable compared to the many things that I have experienced in my twenty-one years.

However, I don't want to smell this for the rest of the night and decide to gargle some mouth wash and brush my teeth. I don't think Padmé would want to smell it either.

"Let's go back to bed, shall we?" She suggests once I finish brushing my teeth, I nod in agreement following her out of our refresher and back into our master bedroom where we lay back down in our huge oversized bed that was custom made just for us and we assume our usual positions with her in my arms, her back up against my chest. Her body molding to mine like she was made just for me and I toss her nightgown off of her with help from the Force before I burrow my head into her curls smelling her angelic feminine scent with my hands cupping her perfect round breasts before succumbing to the blackness of sleep.

A/N: This is just a small taste of the story yet to come. As you probably noticed it will be dark, dark as in a dark side family where the twins will be Sith like their father before them. I'll also be delving into the backstory throughout the story but decided not to include any here because I want you to see the relationship between Anakin/Vader and Padmé. This is a family/romance story just as much as it is a drama. Vader may be Emperor and Padmé, his Empress but their backgrounds are massively different than canon, moreso for Anakin than for Padmé but that'll be touched upon in future chapters. I just ask that you disregard what you know of Star Wars prequels because this is very much different than what happened in canon and to be clear, Padmé may not seem all like herself here but she is beginning to suffer from morning sickness and I assure you, she is very much a strong independent woman (like canon but she's dark here as you'll see in future chapters) or Vader wouldn't love her as much as he does nor would he have been as interested in her as he was. He's a Sith Lord and the Emperor, his wife would be expected to be just as strong and powerful as he is and she is, she isn't just a figurehead nor would Vader ever want her to be. I won't say much else but I just want you to know that, she was just suffering from morning sickness and she was afraid of her husband's reaction to the news as they never talked about children before. She very much wants the life she's carrying inside of her (or lives she is carrying inside of her), she was just worried that her husband might not and that is why she remained silent in the beginning and why she was acting the way she was. She isn't no concubine here, nor was she forced to marry him. I just wanted to make sure that I cleared that bit up.

What do you think of the story from just this sneak peek? Please follow, favorite and review! Let me know if you like it thus far and if you have any ideas in mind or anything you'd like to see in future chapters, please don't hesitate to send me a PM or write them as a review. Also, I am looking for someone to bounce my ideas for this story off of, if you're interested please PM me and let me know!

The next chapter is pretty much already written, I'll just tweak it to perfection (in my eyes) before posting but expect Chapter One to be posted within the next week or two and as the name suggests, every chapter will be like this with the pov being from the Emperor's first person present tense pov and every chapter here on out will be around five thousand words or more. I don't like writing short chapters like this, I only made this chapter short because it is the prologue of the story to come.

Thanks for reading!