A/N: I apologize for the wait! I hate posting chapters late, however, I had a few different drafts for this chapter and then decided to stick with this one and add to it. I delved somewhat into Vader's past here, we all know Sith have their own dark pasts (most of them anyway and here I am talking about Darth Bane's Sith, not the Sith from the Old Republic) and here we'll see Vader's. You have to remember that this Vader/Skywalker is very much different than the one we know.

I also cut this chapter just before Vader went to work. We'll see Emperor Vader in the next chapter, this chapter was more character development than anything and more Padmé of course.

I hope you enjoy it!

The Emperor: Chapter Two

The door slams shut behind us as I kick it impatiently with my foot and stretching out with the Force, I turn the hot water on in the shower. Padmé's slender arms wrap tight around my neck, her soft succulent lips firmly press against mine and she wraps her slender legs around my waist. My dick is twitching some more with impatience, as if it hasn't had more than enough attention this morning already.

I step into the white marble tiled shower, the glass partition closing behind us. The warm water of the shower pours over us, drenching us in water and I press her against the cold tiled wall of the shower just under the shower head and pin her there while still holding her firmly in my arms.

Our lips press together, our heads tilt side to side finding new angles to explore each other's lips. As long as we've been a couple, this is one thing neither of us would ever tire of. There's always something new that I discover about Padmé that I never know what I'm going to find out next. That she's great at making out, a great kisser and great in bed- and in the shower isn't news to me.

But I can never get over just how much she trusts and loves me!

That she trusts me at all fully knowing who and what I am means more to me than I could ever describe. She knows my deep dark secrets, she knows that I killed before, people that were both innocent and guilty and will do so again without hesitation or remorse. She knows that I was a slave- which is something I don't talk about to anyone that doesn't already know. It's something I'm embarrassed about but it is also something that I've come to accept. No one can decide how they're born or who they're born too but what we can decide is how we live our lives. I'm not ashamed of how I lived mine and I know my first five years of slavery is what gave way to who've I become and it helped me survive my grueling training when it should've killed me but I persevered even when times were tough... and look at me now.

I'm the fucking Emperor of the Galactic Empire and achieved all of my dreams and goals at just the age of twenty-one. I was born a slave and became the First Emperor of the Galactic Empire and on top of that, I married the most beautiful and loving woman in the galaxy and we're going to have children! Children! Children that are the product of our love, children that combine Padmé and myself in ways that nothing else can. We may be married and deeply in love but nothing solidifies that like having children and being a family, a real family to call our own.

I've never even dreamt of that, Padmé was always enough for me but on some deep level, I knew we were missing something and that something was children. The full weight of that comes bearing down on me and I pour all of my feelings- my love for Padmé and our unborn children, my happiness for the same, my fear of screwing up and failing as a father, my hope that I succeed and my promise that I'll never give up and never back down from not only safeguarding my family from anything and everything but also in loving them always even if I don't agree with the decisions they make in life. We all make mistakes, some bigger than others but what I always demand of anyone that serves me is loyalty and although my children won't serve me because they're my children not my servants, they will, nevertheless, grow up with me instilling loyalty to and for our family before all others into them.

If family can't rely on family, then what good is it? I know I can count on my mother for anything and she wouldn't let me down, I know the same is true of Padmé and they know the same is true of me. I'm their rock, their foundation, they can lean on me anytime and for anything and I'll always be there to help. That is all I demand and that shouldn't be much to ask of anyone, especially not when it comes to members of my family.

Without loyalty, there isn't trust and without trust, there isn't a foundation to build on and without foundation to build on, there isn't anything except a deep black hole in which nothing good could possibly grow except hatred, anger and betrayal which pretty much sums up my life during my time as a Sith Apprentice to my former Master, Darth Plagueis.

Pushing him roughly from my mind, I lose myself in Padmé. She's everything that I was looking for but never knew I needed or wanted because of my training as a Sith. Emotions such as happiness or anything even remotely related to it were foreign to me, Plagueis would always call them weak and unbefitting of a Sith Lord because their connection is of the light side of the Force and weakens our connection to the dark. I believed him for a long time and that was until I met Padmé at fourteen, we didn't talk then but I knew that she was a light, a light that I desperately needed in my dark soul. Before I laid eyes on her, I felt like I was being eaten alive from the inside out and would often turn to my spice addiction or to death sticks or to any unsavory and illicit substance that I could get my hands on just to make myself feel better, they never worked or at least wouldn't for long and I would often find myself contemplating ending my life just to escape the never ending hell that was my life, I even attempted it on more than one occasion but I could never follow through with it. The truth was that I never asked to be a Sith Apprentice, I never asked to be sold away from my mother like I was some animal or inanimate object, I never asked for anything- it wasn't my place, my Masters over the years would often say. Then when I saw Padmé for the first time and I had a vision of us being together and of me being happy and us being totally lost in love for one another. My feelings changed drastically overnight and I cleaned up my act and trained as hard and as ruthlessly as I could and that is when my plans for overthrowing my Master began.

"Ani?" Padmé's soft lovely voice says, breaking me out of the torment of my mind. I blink and look at her, pushing my memories back into the abyss I banished them into. Never again will I allow others to dictate what I want or what I do with my life, they may have been my Masters then but I am my own Master now and I will live life the way I see fit and only the way that I see fit. Okay, maybe Padmé will have some input on that too but she would never demand anything of me nor would she ever tell me how to live. She loves me for me and that means the world to me, the galaxy even. "You okay?"

I nod, my lips still pressing against hers. Those memories haven't risen in many years and of all times they decide to show themselves, it's now and I know why. We're having twins and I know that I would never want them to go through what I went through. Training them in the ways of the Force is a necessity, it's a part of who they are but I wouldn't want them to suffer the hardships that I endured because my Master was a cruel and vindictive man who only cared for himself and for greater power. He did teach me much and I did learn a lot but when I beheaded that son of a rancor for ever daring to try and assassinate Padmé- my beautiful Padmé, it was time for him to die. I took great pleasure in doing so and it was the way of the Sith, the way that ended with him as did Darth Bane's line.

The Rule of Two, a Master and an Apprentice has served its purpose and I saw to it that the Grand Plan succeeded when the Galactic Republic fell to the Sith - to me - when I reorganized the Republic into the Empire and when I killed the Jedi Masters that dared to hold me at lightsaber point in front of my wife and demand- yeah, demand that I step down as Supreme Chancellor of the Republic and return my emergency powers to the Senate, as if they had any power over me!

ME!

My lips curl at the memory, the memory of me rejecting their unlawful demand and of them stepping closer and attempting to place me 'under arrest' by the orders of the Senate of the Galactic Republic, as if the Senate would or could order such ridiculous action against me.

Little did they know that the Sith Lord that was controlling everything was me. They had no idea until I stretched out my hand and my beautiful electrum hilted lightsaber sprung to me from inside my Sith artifact and ignited a beautiful crimson red with the distinctive snap-hiss. The Jedi had no idea who they were messing with- but they quickly found out after I jumped across the room with a battle cry and landed before them and with two quick slices of my lightsaber, two Jedi Masters fell dead on the floor with their heads cleanly removed from their bodies. Another three slices and another fell dead, his head also removed and that only left Master Windu and myself. He proved to be an excellent duelist and if I didn't learn all seven forms of lightsaber combat and had I not studied his fighting form in particular, I may have succumbed to his mastery of lightsaber combat but he underestimated me and my skills and paid for that when I threw him off his guard by not giving in to his attempts at using my overconfidence against me. I was full of it then and still am now, but I knew that he would use my weaknesses against me and I didn't give him the chance. Instead, I used his weaknesses against him and that was his shatterpoints, something that I am quite proficient in and I saw his and used it to my advantage causing him to make a slight error of judgement and that error cost him his lightsaber dominant hand- and then his head. He loved to fight and he had plenty of aggression in him which he used to pour into his Vaapad fighting form which is dangerously close to using the dark side, I just gave him a gentle nudge over the line and used it to my advantage- the dark side is my domain and he entered my playhouse not knowing anything truly about it but I was and am the Master of the dark side and I showed him that and enjoyed the moment that I bested him. To date, it is my greatest victory yet.

I blink.

Padmé's standing before me, still wet in my arms, and naked showing off her beautiful feminine form.

I grin.

Okay, that was my second greatest victory to date, my first was definitely falling in love and marrying her. Worry is evident on her face, with the way her forehead's creased and the way her dark eyebrows furrow around her beautiful expressive eyes all tell me this, not to mention the concern radiating off of her in the Force and the way she's rubbing my back in soft soothing motions with her soft delicate hands. Suddenly I feel like shit for making her worry about me when she's the one carrying two children inside of her.

"I'm okay," I tell her, pressing my lips to her hair. "I just had some memories from my past and they were all jumbled, mostly just emotions of how I was feeling before I met you and then of the day I met you. You were the light that I needed, Padmé. The light that would pull me out of the abyss of darkness that I've fallen into. I didn't ever think there was a way out of it, then you literally walked onto the stage and showed me the way. Without you Padmé, I wouldn't be here." My voice breaks, giving out on me. I never like to show weakness, they can and will be used against you if your enemy discovers them and I won't allow that to happen but Padmé isn't my enemy and she has a right to know what I was thinking about, especially when it has to do with her.

She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down to her, I wrap my arms around her taking comfort in knowing that no matter what, I'll always have her and she'll always have me. And just like she knows what I'm thinking, she says, "I'll always be here, Ani. And just like I'm your light, you'll always be mine. I'll always be your light, Ani, whenever you need me, I'll always be there." And I know it's the truth, because she's always been the light of my life even when she didn't know I even existed.

"I know, Padmé and it means everything to me. Everything." Pulling her hair back, I seek her lips with mine and pour everything I have into the kiss. She has to know how much she means to me and if she doesn't, I tell her with my kiss. We don't have to have sex again for me to tell her and truth be told, I don't want to at this moment. The only thing that I want is her in my arms and her soft lips pressing against mine.

We stay like this for a while until we move back under the hot water and clean each other. Taking the two-in-one shampoo and conditioner, I lather it into her now wet hair and take my time enjoying the pleasure it gives me to do this. She does the same to me, making me lean over so she can reach but it provides me a very nice view of her sweet wet tits and I entertain myself by taking one of them in my mouth and simply suck on it, enjoying the whimpers and moans she releases. Next, we lather each other up in body wash, shurra fruit scented for her and a generic brand for me that makes me smell as manly as I am. We take our time feeling each other up and down, touching places that gives us pleasure when the other touches and a gentle moan and groan may escape us as we do.

Then we're done and step out naked together, I walk over to the sink and brush my teeth before drying off my hair and body, smiling the whole time. Anything we do together is something to smile about, she's the one person that I can do anything with and enjoy it immensely even if I don't like doing it.

When we're together, nothing else matters.

Stepping out of the refresher, we each walk to our closets. We each have our own, one holding my clothes and accessories and the other holding hers. I step into mine and look over my options. There are hundreds of outfits to choose from, depending on the day and my mood. As a Sith, I normally wear black clothing and sometimes red but sometimes I like to shake things up a bit and keep people guessing, especially the courtiers. I'm not feeling that way today though and after my moment of weakness in the shower, I feel it's necessary to remind everyone- mostly myself, that I am still very much a Sith Lord who should be feared. Removing my loose black formfitting outfit- which is outlined in red gems along the cuffs, replacing the buttons and along the collar- from the hanger, I dress myself and take my time doing so.

In this time, I remember those times when my Sith Master would electrocute me with Sith lightning for not obeying or listening to him. I remember those times feeling helpless and wanting nothing more than to just die when we were dueling with our lightsabers and the room shakes around me, clothes falling from their racks and shelves and the floor-to-ceiling mirror shattering and I can only smile in grim pleasure.

Darth Vader is here.

Taking a slow deep breath and closing my eyes, I stretch out with the Force and expand my senses through my residence, through the Palace, through the Palace District, through Imperial City until I am sensing the whole planet and everything residing on it. All of these lives, all of these insignificant beings bow before me and I can end their lives here and now if I so wished and it fills me with pride. Pride, in knowing that all of my sacrifices and hard work has paid off and that nothing and nobody could stop me from doing as I please. If the best the Jedi had to offer couldn't stop me then who can?

Coming back to myself and bringing the Force back to me, I look in the shattered mirror and smile. My golden, red-trimmed eyes shine just as bright as the scarlet gems that line my outfit and the only things missing are my black armorweave cape, which I quickly don and snap into place, my boots which I step into and tie, my leather gloves which I pocket since I don't need them yet and then I pick up my electrum hilted lightsaber which I clip to my belt in plain view of all who see me and step out of my closet and cross our large bedroom to find my wife.

She's just stepping out of her own closet when I approach with her handmaidens in tow. They curtsy to me, dressed in their royal red uniforms that match my Emperor's Royal Guards in color and they politely mutter: "Your Majesty" and exit the room leaving us alone.

My breath hitches.

Words don't do her justice. My eyes take in her form, she's quite a sight to behold and my eyes are never sure what to look at first. She's wearing her professorial clothes, a red and black lined skirt that goes down to her knees, showing off her beautifully-toned slender legs. A black shirt is barely visible under her matching red and black jacket, her breasts calling out to me even if she is wearing a bra and I can't see the hardened nipples I know are calling my name. Black high heels complete her outfit and I just want to strip her naked and take her right here- right now, but I control myself fantasizing about what I'm going to do her tonight and I can't help but grin in pleasure seeing her blush under my penetrating gaze calling my attention to her hair that is pulled up in a ponytail that makes me want to role play with her later on tonight where I am the young naughty student and she's the hot hard assed professor (that we both know she is) who has the hots for young male students... I'll grab her by her pony-tail, hold it tight within my grasp, pulling it back towards me as I bend her over a table or even the sofa and take her from behind, thrusting into her over and over again-

"I don't know if I like the look on your face, Ani," Padmé blushes even more, making her wet and nipples hard. I know her well enough to know this, even if I can't see, smell or feel her wetness or her hard nipples under her clothes and bra.

I pull her close, pressing a kiss to her lips. "Don't worry, wife, you will. I assure you of that." My voice is low and deep, the dark side making it ominous and I see its effect on her as she looks down and away, her face turning darker red. She's not afraid of my dark side, she's used to it and knows that I would never use it against her, at least not in a way that would cause her pain. That's how much she trusts me.

Slinging an arm over her shoulder, we walk out of our bedroom together and down the corridor to a turbolift that is already waiting for us and we ride it down to the main level of our residence, step out into another corridor and walk to our private dining room. Our breakfast is waiting for us and I dig right into my gartro egg omelet, panna cakes topped with syrup while Padmé eats her traditional Naboo breakfast sandwich, the same one she eats every morning.

"What is your schedule like today?" I ask Padmé while we eat our breakfast.

She takes a bite of her breakfast sandwich and settles it back onto her plate before answering. "Midterms is coming up, I have three classes today and office hours. I should be home by sixteen hundred standard hours."

Looking down at my datapad sitting next to my place setting, I peer through my schedule. "I have meetings, meetings, a session of Court and some more meetings." That basically sums up my life, most would probably be bored of it but its nothing like my days of being the Senator of the InterGalactic Banking Clan or the Supreme Chancellor. I have people to handle the little tasks, a proper chain of command with people that aren't afraid to make the tough calls. Only the big decisions and major or even minor, in some cases, concerns reach my desk. "I could end the day around sixteen hundred standard hours though. I'll have the appointment with the OB scheduled for tonight after dinner."

Should I tell her about the baby being babies or wait until tonight?

Hmm... decisions, decisions.

"How do you like surprises?" Stabbing another piece of my omelet, I shove it into my mouth and look across the table into the beautiful brown eyes of my wife. I've known her for years and I'm sure she likes surprises, those are usually the romantic kind though.

Not the... oh, we're having twins by the way, kind of surprise.

She peers up into my blue eyes and raises a dark eyebrow at me. "What kind of surprise are we talking about here?"

Always the lawyer. Sometimes I think that degree gets to her head. "The kind that you can find out now or tonight during our appointment." I arch an eyebrow right back at her.

Two can play at this.

"Something to do with the..." She pauses when a servant comes in hands me a datapad.

"Your Majesty," he says, bowing to me and then departing.

"Yep, the little one." Peering down at the datapad, there's a message on it from the Grand Vizier. I peer back at Padmé, if the message was that important, he would've came himself and told me the message directly. He obviously didn't, which means the message could wait.

"Hmm..." Padmé hums, taking another bite out of her sandwich. "A good surprise or a... bad one?"

Here we go, playing twenty questions. "Padmé," I sigh.

"Fine," she sighs right back at me. "Tell me."

I grin. "When I felt the life within you, I was shocked." This is no surprise to either of us, it was also only hours ago. "It took me some time to wrap my head around this and I also felt how strong the life within you is. The thing that surprised me most though was that in typical Skywalker and Amidala fashion, we had to do things the complicated way by not having just one child to start off, but two."

Her jaw drops, my grin widens. She drops her breakfast sandwich right down onto her plate and too many different emotions flash over her face. Its nice to see that it isn't just me who's having a hard time processing this, though she had a couple of more days to process this than I've had. Then I drop a bombshell of my own on her, she's taking it as well I did. Considering how huge the news was, I think I've handled it pretty well.

I only found out a little over five and a half standard hours ago and I'm already accepting the changes that'll no doubt occur in our lives. Padmé had a home pregnancy test and found out she was pregnant, it never told her that she's pregnant with twins. That is something only someone like me or a Doctor with the proper medical equipment could do.

"Tell me," I say, stabbing another piece of omelet and shoving it into my mouth. "Is that a good surprise or a bad one?"

She still says nothing, her face still frozen in shock. Then she shakes it away and her shocked expression disappears in the blink of an eye, her professorial mask of giving nothing away takes over. She takes a slow bite out of her breakfast sandwich, her hands tremble. "Twins?" She finally mutters, her voice betraying her expression.

I nod, grinning. "Like I said, "Typical Skywalker fashion."

It really is, nothing ever comes easy to a Skywalker.

"Twins," she says again. Finally, a slight smile overtakes her features and her smile grows into a huge grin that nearly splits her face in half.

"That's right wife, twins." Her expression is contagious, I'm sure I nearly match it. "Twins that are already very strong in the Force, if you thought that I was hard to deal with then you haven't seen anything yet." I can only imagine how much trouble they'll give us growing up, but surprisingly I am quite looking forward to it.

At least I won't have to do it alone, not with Padmé at my side.

We continue eating our breakfast, grinning like idiots the whole time and I am oddly content with that. I'm not big on smiling, most would think I have a permanent scowl but that is because they're not my wife or mother. Those two are the only ones who really see me smile and I have no intent on allowing others to see me acting very much unlike myself.

I'm a Sith, first and foremost to the people of this galaxy and to my Empire.

That is how I want people to see me. I'm not the same man that was Supreme Chancellor, I've become a different man when the Jedi tried to kill me. In reality, I've always been that man. The Senator then Supreme Chancellor, that the people knew was only a facade of who I really am.

That man was Anakin Skywalker, not Darth Vader.

Darth Vader is who I really am and the people will always know me as him.

Not as the man I am at this very moment sharing a personal moment with my pregnant wife.

How could the people of this galaxy ever fear me if they saw me as I am now? They wouldn't and fear is what keeps people in line. Fear of what would happen to them should they step out of line. Fear of the unknown and that is very much what I represent to the people. The Sith aren't known to the general populace, we're a mystery. A mystery that they fear because of what I did to the Jedi Order, an Order that had thousands of members while my Order only had me.

They're right to fear me and that is why I can't and won't allow them to see me as I am now. Let the people think what they want, their thoughts mean nothing to me. So long as they stay in their place, they can live their lives in peace.

Padmé finishes her breakfast and I finish mine. The servants enter and clean up while we exit and make our way out of the residence with our security details following suit.

"I'll see you tonight," I tell her, bending over to take her succulent lips in mine.

She kisses me back and smiles against my lips. "I'll see you tonight, Ani." She says, kissing me again and then taking off with her detail towards the hangar bay where her airspeeder motorcade awaits to take her to the University while I watch her go and then walk with my detail of Emperor's Royal Guardsmen to my office to begin my day.

A/N: How was that? I thought it was important to delve into the past a bit and see some of Anakin's/Vader's past. An angel saved him from his own self-destruction and managed to balance him out, for the most part. He isn't a Jedi, nor will he ever be in this story but that doesn't mean he's totally Sith. He's his own type of Sith and he won't allow anyone to stop him from achieving his goals or allow anyone to harm what's his.

The next chapter will follow Emperor Vader/Skywalker assuming his role and responsibilities as the Emperor of the Galactic Empire and will also see the first appointment with the OB.

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