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Author Topic: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
Minela  873 posts
Registered: Apr '05
8054_Anakin and Padme
Date Posted: 11/10/05 1:20pm Subject: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS - Date Edited: 5/28/07 9:41am (3 edits total) Edited By: Minela
Hi my name is Minela and I've never posted a story before (I've never written anything before either) anywhay, I'm really interested in comic books and I want to make one, this is the plot which will later become my comic book. (Title in progress)

It is AU:

COMIC BOOK FIRST DRAFT:

Couruscant, 10 years after Star Wars: Episode III. Imperial Opera House, Palpatine watching concert. A woman is singing and playing an instrument to a captivated audience.

Visual Reference

Palpatine: Extraordinary, the Force is strong with her. Who is she?
Royal Guard: Naimah Jamari Vaninadh, your Excellency. She is an artist from Iridonia; this is her first visit to Imperial Center.
Palpatine: I wish to speak with her after the performance. Bring her to my private chambers.
Royal Guard: As you wish, your Excellency.

In the Emperors private chambers at the Opera House.

Palpatine: I enjoyed your performance. You should be rewarded; it has been a long time since I have heard such sounds. You have a gift.
Naimah: It was my honor your Majesty.
Palpatine: Come closer; let me take a look at you. Ah… most interesting. And who is this young man at your side?
Naimah: This is my husband, Lee Vaninadh. He manages my affairs.
Palpatine: Husband. Yes of course. I’m requesting a private performance at my palace tomorrow evening. My guards will inform you of the details. You are dismissed.
Naimah: It is my honor, Majesty.
Lee: A true honor. Thank you. Thank you. (bows several times)

Palpatine: Remarkable, her resemblance to the senator is truly remarkable. And she is very strong in the Force. This could be useful. Call Lord Vader! I’m inviting him to the performance tomorrow.

Next evening at the Emperors private palace. Naimah is dressed in elaborate performance clothes with heavy make up singing before the Emperor and some of his guests, including Vader.

Naimah: (sings a beautiful song)
Palpatine: What are you sensing Lord Vader?
Darth Vader: The Force is strong with her, my master. But I sense no fear, nor anger. She is useless to us.
Palpatine: Ah, but she can be turned. Anyone can, the power of the Dark Side is strong, as you know, my Apprentice.
Darth Vader: She could be dangerous. We must kill her if she refuses to join our side.
Palpatine: Patience, she will serve us.
Darth Vader: Yes, my master.

Applause. The performance is finished, Naimah bows and waits for her orders. Lee is standing in the back, shuffling his feet and looking very nervous.

Palpatine: Excellent. You and your husband are invited to dinner, be ready in one hour.

At dinner. Naimah is wearing a simple gray gown; her face is covered by a shimmery veil, as it is the fashion of the moment. Palpatine is sitting at the head of a long table, Vader is on his left side and Naimah as the guest of honor is at his right. Lee is sitting on Naimah’s other side. The few guests, including some generals talk amongst each other, but have their ears and eyes constantly on the Emperor.

Palpatine: You have a gift my dear. Tell me about your career.
Naimah: I’ve been an artist all my life. I express my feelings through song, music, dance and painting. The audience seems to pick up on my emotions.
Palpatine: Don’t be modest. You are using the Force to convey your emotions to others, it is very effective. You are good. Is she not Lord Vader?
Darth Vader: Yes, my master.
Palpatine: I never understood women’s fashion. Take of your veil; let us look at your face. Ah… much better. Don’t you think so, too Lord Vader?
Darth Vader: …yes... master.

Later in Palpatin’s private chambers.

Palpatine: Remarkable, her resemblance to the late Senator Amidala is great. Her eyes and nose are a little different, but unless you were really close to the Senator you wouldn’t notice. She is a little taller and her hair is darker, but other than that, she is Padme.
A Spy: What are your orders, my Lord?
Palpatine: I don’t sense a plot to deceive me. Nevertheless I want you to find out about her past. I want to know everything about her. I expect a full report in 2 standard days.
A Spy: As you wish.

At Darth Vader’s palace. Two of his most loyal spies are waiting for their orders. Vader is sitting behind his desk, he is still as a statue, his mechanical breathing, the only sound in the room.


Darth Vader: I want to know everything about the singer from Iridonia. Bring me all of her records; I want to know why she is here and who she is working for.
First Spy: Right away Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: No doubt the Emperor wants to use her against me. She probably works for him. What is he planning?

Next day at the Xannon Hotel. Lee and Naimah are resting before another performance. Naimah is sitting on the bed in the lotus position meditating as she often does before every performance. It helps her to clear her mind and find peace before a show. Lee however, can’t seem to sit still.

Lee: Honey, you were great last night! Did you see how the Emperor was pleased? Maybe he will invite us to dine with him again. Think about what that means, the Emperor!
Naimah: It is great.
Lee: I think you should be more enthusiastic than that. He is the most powerful man in the Galaxy. He controls everything. And he liked you!
Naimah: The Emperor doesn’t like me. I sensed curiosity not sympathy. He wants to use me for something, and it has to do with the dark Lord. We should be careful.
Lee: Honey, please don’t let the Emperor know about your gift. He could think we are hostile, it’s dangerous. No more floating on air and moving objects with your mind. Promise me. At least until we leave Imperial Center.
Naimah: The Emperor knows about me. He knew it the minute he saw me. Don’t worry I’ll be careful. (They kiss.)

At the Opera House. Naimah is giving another breathtaking performance. The audience feels her every heartbeat as she sings. Evan Darth Vader who is standing in the shadows behind the Emperor is impressed.

Darth Vader: I feel the Force in her song. I have never heard anything like it.
Palpatine: I have. A long time ago, a young Sith apprentice used music to manipulate the weak-minded, he had an unusual voice, not as good as hers but the same power. Unfortunately that was his only talent. Pity.
Darth Vader: What happened to him?
Palpatine: Killed by a rival for his masters affection.
Darth Vader: Pity. The girl could be dangerous master. She could be a Jedi. She is old enough.
Palpatine: I doubt that. If she is, she will die. I’m more interested in her looks. What are your thoughts Lord Vader?
Darth Vader: Her looks don’t concern me master.
Palpatine: Your feelings betray you. I sense Skywalker’s indecision. Now, tell me. What are your thoughts?
Darth Vader: Padme…She looks like Padme.
Palpatine: Almost exactly. I want to know if this is going to be a distraction for you. I’m sensing residual feelings, Skywalker’s feelings.
Darth Vader: Skywalker is dead! My loyalty is to you, my master.

After the performance, Naimah is asked to appear alone in the Emperor’s private chambers. She calms herself before she enters the room. She makes her mind a blank slate so Palpatine won’t have anything to work with. She doesn’t fear him, she has nothing to hide, but she is cautious nevertheless.

Palpatine: I’m offering you a position to be apprenticed by some of my most promising students. The Force is strong with you, you need training.
Naimah: That is most generous of you, majesty. However, I will have to humbly decline. My place is with my husband.
Palpatine: You are refusing me?
Naimah: With all due respect, my Emperor. I am not a warrior, I’m an artist. I don’t see how I could be of any service to you. I’m sure there are many who are more suitable and who would find your offer irresistible.
Palpatine: You are right. Many would kill to be in your position. I am curious. Why do you decline such power?
Naimah: Power means nothing to me. It is dangerous. I don’t want it.
Palpatine: Dangerous? In what way?
Naimah: Power is not for me. I’m very honored by your offer, but I must decline. Politics are not my strong suit either, you don’t want me.
Palpatine: We shall talk about it another time. There is one more thing that I’m curious about. You were born before the Empire, why haven’t you been apprenticed by the Jedi?
Naimah: The Jedi identified me as a potential when I was three days old, but my parents declined. They didn’t want to give me to the Order. I’m glad… because I wouldn’t be alive today otherwise.
Palpatine: Indeed you wouldn’t. The Jedi and their sad Order are dead.


At Darth Vader’s palace the spies have returned with information about Naimah. After reviewing the data the Dark Lord questions his recruits.

Darth Vader: Naimah Jamari Vaninadh of Iridonia. 24 standard years old, only daughter of Yejide and Prasata Jamari she was identified as a Force potential by the Jedi Order but her mother Yejide declined apprenticeship. Mother died of unknown causes 13 years ago and father vanished 5 years ago. Married to a Lee Vaninadh for 3 years…Is this all you got?
First Spy: My Lord, that is all there is. No arrests, no underground connections. She has a clean record with the exception of minor violations mainly concerning censorship of art. There are no connections with the Empire, the Rebellion, or any criminal organization.
Second Spy: We interviewed neighbors, friends, and coworkers, anybody who has ever come in contact with her. Everything was handled with greatest discretion. We found nothing unusual.
Darth Vader: Bring me more information about her parents. I want to know how her mother died. Find her father. This husband of hers…have him followed.

One standard year later. Naimah was not contacted by the Empire again; she and her husband returned to Iridonia after their Coruscant tour and settled in the outskirts of Kailas where Lee planed their next tour. Naimah spent her time with inventing new dance routines and painting. Every now and again she would perform locally. Mostly she meditated and practiced levitating objects and reading the feelings of sentient beings. Lee didn’t understand why she spent so much time analyzing an insect colony or why she spent so much time levitating above her bed, but he knew his wife was different and he loved her. If it were up to him they would make an album and sell her songs, but she was strictly against recording. Said, it is her relationship with the audience that makes her performance special.

Lee: When will you be ready to go on tour again? It has been nine months since you performed last, I think our credits are about to run out.
Naimah: We are fine; we have more than enough credits. Perhaps a few more months, I’m not inspired yet.
Lee: Is it because of the Emperor? We don’t have to go to Imperial Center. We can tour the local systems.
Naimah: It’s not the Emperor. I can’t describe it. It is something unknown, something in the future, I’m sensing a change. I don’t know if it is good or bad yet.
Lee: It is good. Maybe we should make an album; we can merchandise your image. You are very popular; it is just very few beings in the galaxy know you. We must capitalize on your success. Have you thought about wearing something more reveling? We can acquire holo images with sound recordings, they would be a hit.
Naimah: No. I told you before; my costumes are very carefully designed. I put thought and meaning in every stitch. I don’t want to be famous, my work is very important to me, I am not a sensation. I’m an artist.
Lee: I’m sorry. I just want to see you happy and you are so happy on stage. (they kiss)
Naimah: I know. Why don’t you book me for a local performance? We’ll announce our tour then.


On Coruscant. Darth Vader is sitting at his desk reviewing the latest battle plans. He received classified information of a minor Rebel station near the Champala world. Word was that the Rebels were planning an attack of Imperial station located in the outer rim. A minor mission that annoyed Vader, but he had to deal with it.

Holo Projection of First Spy: Lord Vader, I hope I’m not disturbing you but I have information concerning Naimah Jamari.
Darth Vader: You may speak.
Holo: She will be visiting Imperial Center in four standard months. She has three scheduled performances in the Opera House and another performance at an Orphanage on the south side of the Planet.
Darth Vader: Anything else?
Holo: I found her father. He worked for a minor spice smuggler five months ago, but he won some money at a sabacc game and purchased his own ship, now he makes legal deliveries to Aldereraan, Castel, Serenno and Uytar among others.
Darth Vader: Have you spoken to him?
Holo: Yes. Under the disguise of a human female I have obtained information about his late wife. It seams she died of internal bleeding caused by his daughter. He said she was sick mentally, and than he broke down. I couldn’t get anything else without compromising my disguise.
Darth Vader: This is useful information. Pick up your payment at the usual place.
Holo: You are most kind my Lord. (transmission out)
Darth Vader: She killed her own mother. I didn’t sense any hatred in her, this is most unusual. Maybe she was framed, or her father is lying. No…he is telling the truth.


Roaring applause at the Opera House, the audience is at their feet; they are clapping and shouting as if they were at a sporting event. Naimah, dressed in her performance garb with heavy face paint takes her bow. All around her she feels joy, an outpouring of positive emotion caused by her act, except from a box in the balcony, from there she only feels cold and emptiness. He will call her again, she can sense it. She will have to go, she can’t refuse the Emperor.

Palpatine: You have stayed away for to long Naimah. Come, sit with me. Have you given any thought to my offer?
Naimah: I’m sorry, your Majesty. I was under the impression that the matter was closed.
Palpatine: You were wrong. My offer still stands. What is your answer?
Lee: What offer? Naimah?
Palpatine: I offered your wife a position in my staff. She refused, says her place was at your side. Do you agree with her?
Lee: No, your Excellency. I would never stand in the way of my wife’s service to the Empire. Never! I didn’t know about an offer. Naimah?
Naimah: My answer is still the same.
Palpatine: I see. This would not by any chance have anything to do with your mother?
Naimah: I see your Majesty knows a lot about me. I am honored.
Palpatine: I know you killed her. Internal bleeding, was it not? My sources tell me your were not mentally stable at the time. Is that true?
Naimah: That… is true.
Palpatine: We shall talk about that at a different time, a more private time. For the time being, I wish to have a private performance tomorrow evening.


Once Lee and Naimah were alone, Lee lost his control. He was pacing up and down with his hands on his head. Once in a while he would stop and look at her, shake his head, than continue. Naimah was calm, which was her nature. She let him vent without interfering. She didn’t try to calm him with the Force, he knew she could do it, but she didn’t try.

Lee: I don’t understand. I just don’t understand. How long have we been married? I’ll tell you how long, four years! And all this time, all this time you couldn’t find time to tell me YOU KILLED YOUR MOTHER!?
Naimah: I’m sorry. It was a family secret; I didn’t want to revisit the past. I’m a different person now. I have repented; I have put it behind me. Please try to understand.
Lee: How? How can I understand, you didn’t explain it to me. You never mentioned it! How many other secrets do you have? I don’t know you. I don’t know my wife!
Naimah: Please, it is in the past. I want to leave it there. It took me so long to recover, and then to forgive myself, I can’t go back there, ever.
Lee: Is this what all the meditations are for? You are trying to calm yourself, trying not to have a relapse. Am I in any danger?
Naimah: No, you are safe. I would never hurt you. My meditations are to bring me inner peace. When I’m calm I can see and control the Force. I’ve been practicing all my life but there are so many things I don’t know. The more I learn, the more I find out how little I actually know.
Lee: What about the Emperor? Why didn’t you tell me about his offer? What kind of a position does he want you to take?
Naimah: The Emperor is dangerous; I don’t want to work for him. I think it would be good for us to stay low for a while. Maybe we should cancel the tour.
Lee: I don’t know. All I know is; you don’t refuse the Emperor.
Naimah: I will never work for him. (they hold each other for a long time)


Dressed in a simple turquoise gown, adorned by a large golden belt, Naimah gives an intimate dance performance for the Emperor and his guests, among them is Darth Vader. As she dances, Naimah uses the Force to command the instruments to play a despondent melody of a lost love. She moves slow and gracefully, almost floating, her feet touching the ground only for a fraction of a second at a time. When she is done, she feels her audience, everybody is moved, all the generals and politicians. Everyone, except for the Emperor and Darth Vader. The Emperor radiates cold dark space, no hatred, no love, no fear, nothing. Vader is a granite wall. It seems like nothing penetrates his armor. Naimah lifts her veil and tries to probe him, looking beyond the mask. Nothing. She probes deeper, and deeper. Deep inside the dark Lord, she feels something long lost. Rage? No, it is pain, tremendous anguish buried beneath layers of emptiness. Her head is hurting, she tries to go deeper, there is something there, something, but she doesn’t know what.

Palpatine: Well done. You may leave us now. Lord Vader, escort Miss Jamari and her husband back to their hotel, Coruscant is dangerous this time of night.
Darth Vader: Yes my master.

In Lord Vader’s private shuttle. The dark Lord did not speak, he didn’t even look in the couple’s direction. Naimah tried to probe deeper into the dark shell of a man, but she couldn’t make a connection. There was a disturbance in the Force, she sensed a trap but she couldn’t say where the danger was coming from.

Naimah: Lord Vader, why do you think the Emperor sent you to escort us?
Darth Vader: Perhaps he thinks I will be able to persuade you to serve the Empire. He thinks you are valuable.
Naimah: What about you, do you think I’m valuable?
Darth Vader: The Emperor always thinks three steps ahead; I do not know his plan. However, I can tell you, refusing him is not an option.
Naimah: I already did. What will he do to us?
Darth Vader: There are many options, none of which I will discuss on record.
Lee: We must accept! Naimah, you cannot anger the Emperor.
Naimah: I will do what I must. Lord Vader, you can tell the Emperor I will be glad to serve him as an artist, but that is all I am.
Darth Vader: I am very curious why the Emperor is so interested in you. The Force is strong with you, but you are untrained, no match to me or even his royal guards. Tell me, what powers do you possess?
Naimah: I would be happy to perform for you Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: Come to my palace tomorrow. Alone.

Once the dark Lord left, Lee was pacing up and down the corridor of their suite. He was very nervous, panicked even.

Lee: Why would you offer to perform for Darth Vader? You know his reputation, he is a Sith. Do you know how many people he killed? Rumors say he single-handedly wiped out the entire Jedi Order. Why the Emperor puts up with him is beyond me.
Naimah: Because the Emperor is a Sith Master, too.
Lee: I don’t believe it.
Naimah: I felt his power. It felt like a bottomless pit of darkness. Cold hatred that is driven by power. It took all my willpower not to curl into a ball and cry when I was standing in front of him. I had to keep calm, so he wouldn’t sense my fear. If I worked for him, I don’t know how long I could keep it up.
Lee: And Vader? You don’t feel like curling up in front of him?
Naimah: No. Something inside of him touched me. I can’t explain it.
Lee: Try! You can’t expect me to just trust you on that. We are talking about the cruelest man in the Galaxy.
Naimah: I’m not exactly sure what I felt. I think a fragment of humanity. It was like a speck of light was fighting against a terrible darkness.
Lee: I don’t follow.
Naimah: I think deep beneath the black armor, and all of his cruelty and hatred lays a small part of humanity.
Lee: Oh no. Please don’t make this into one of your crusades. Remember that drunk from Kalif? You tried to help him, remember how that ended.
Naimah: That is totally different. I don’t want to save Lord Vader, I’m just curious. And might I remind you that that “drunk” is doing very well right now. Last I heard he was working as a droid inspector at Neeman’s Junk Port.
Lee: A “droid inspector”! How noble.


After Lee went to bed Naimah was searching public data records. She was trying to find out something about Darth Vader. She looked at thousands of Holo Net recordings and found numerous accounts of Vader’s tyranny, all disguised as noble acts for the Empire. Three hours later she found an article on the Jedi purge. It was said that Lord Vader hunted down and killed the treacherous Jedi who sought to overturn the Old Republic. He was pictured as a hero of the Empire. But something else caught her eye, instinctively she opened up the file on Jedi victims, among them was a holo image of a beautiful young Senator. The article said the Jedi killed Senator Padme Amidala of Naboo.

Naimah: She looks…she looks just like me. The Jedi killed her? No, I don’t believe it. Jedi only use their powers for knowledge and defense, that’s what Sajm always used to say.
Palpatine must have done it, he probably killed her…or ordered her death. Senator Amidala, what did you do? Did he order Vader to kill you? No, that doesn’t seem right. Vader…he is somehow connected. I must meditate on this.


They were lovers. Vader and Padme. No, Anakin Skywalker the Jedi and Padme Amidala. Palpatine wants me because of Vader. But, why? He doesn’t trust him. No, he trusts him but he wants to keep a leash on him. But wouldn’t a reminder of the past weaken Vader, make him vulnerable? No, it would anger him and keep him in the dark.


Next evening at Darth Vader’s palace: Without her husband Lee, Naimah walks through the long corridors of the dark Lord’s private suites. There is no décor on the walls, nothing that signifies the enormous wealth that Vader possesses. The walls are simple gray plexi steel. Every two meters, stark lighting aluminates from the ceiling and there are holo cams everywhere. Naimah is dressed in a dark blue robe, buttoned up to her neck; she chose it because she saw a holo image of Senator Amidala wear a similar gown. Underneath she wore her usual dancer’s garb; A sheer red tunic over a fitted golden dress. She wore more jewelry than usual, her neck and wrists were adorned in ancient Selonian bands that reflected the light and gave her a more compelling appearance. She worked all day on her routine, it was supposed to have a soothing affect on Darth Vader. She wanted to appease the anguish that she felt inside of him the night before. She prepared two additional songs that she composed especially for him.

Naimah: (singing a song of lost love) Let go of Lord Vader. Everything will be alright, just let go. Trust me. I want to help you overcome your pain. I’m offering you peace, take it. Take it…

As Naimah continued her performance Vader felt a wave of calm wash over him, it felt as if after months of rain the sun came out and warmed his soul. It felt good. He hadn’t felt better in years, underneath his mask, the dark Lord almost smiled. But the feeling of calm passed, just as soon as her song finished.

Naimah: Would you like me to continue Lord Vader? My act is finished, but I can start over if you like, or I can show you something different.
Darth Vader: No, that would be enough. I can see where your talents are. You are good in emotional manipulation. Tell me, what else can you do?
Naimah: I dance, sing, play various instruments…
Darth Vader: No, I want to know what other powers you have. Can you levitate objects?
Naimah: Yes.
Darth Vader: What about premonitions? Have you had any visions of the future or the past?
Naimah: When I concentrate on something, I can see pieces of the past, but I have never had a vision of the future, except once.
Darth Vader: I suspect you can manipulate week minds and reach with your mind across space, have you had any formal training?
Naimah: No, I thought myself. I spend many hours meditating and observing the living Force. Sometimes when I quiet my mind, I can hear the forces of nature calling. The Force is my only teacher.
Darth Vader: You lie. I can sense you are hiding something. You had a teacher. Who was it, a Jedi?
Naimah: No, he wasn’t a Jedi. He didn’t make it to the trials. He was only a Padawan when he left the academy, he couldn’t find a Master to apprentice him. After that he was trained in agriculture…
Darth Vader: Enough. I am familiar with the Jedi training methods. This “failed” Jedi, what was his name?
Naimah: Sajm Chars, he passed away some time ago. He thought me some of the Jedi philosophies, he also thought me levitation and how to listen to the Force, follow my instincts.
Darth Vader: Child’s play. I sense potential in you, join me, I will teach you the Dark Side of the Force. You can become very powerful.
Naimah: With all due respect, Lord Vader I must decline. My place is at my husband’s side. I don’t crave power.
Darth Vader: That is because you do not know true power. The power of the Dark Side is great, do not hang on to the pitiful, rigid believes of the Jedi. Only the Dark Side holds the greatest knowledge, the greatest wisdom. Join me; I will protect you from the Emperor. If you refuse you are doomed, the Emperor does not tolerate rejection.
Naimah: There is no darkness without light. Both coincide; you cannot have the one without the other. I will never join you, I cannot.
Darth Vader: Than you will die.

After leaving Darth Vader’s palace Naimah headed straight to her hotel. Lee was there, patiently waiting for her. As soon as she came in she started packing her suitcase. She felt a stirring in the Force, they were in danger. She was a fool for coming to Coruscant. They should have never come here, but the Emperor would have found them in Selonia, he will find them regardless of where she goes. His power was strong, too strong. She could feel him calling for her. What did he want? Distracting Vader couldn’t be that important to him. Vader was getting strong; he may surpass Palpatine in next to no time. Is Palpatine scared? She couldn’t imagine the dangerous leader scared. The only thing powerful men fear is loosing their power, and the more powerful they get the more paranoid they become. He must be scared of Vader. She started packing faster, throwing garments into her clothes chest without folding them. Lee was following her lead. He didn’t ask any questions, he knew it must be bad if Naimah was loosing her calm. There was no time to plan their escape. She let the Force guide her. Samara, the first name that popped into her head, she will visit her friend. Samara’s lover lived on Mygeeto; he was an engineer at one of the secluded mines. They were still trying to excavate precious crystals from the dead planet. They must travel incognito, that will not be a problem as long as Lee doesn’t say a word.

Two days later, Naimah and Lee, who was disguised as a Twi’lek, were traveling as refugees to Nambikoo, where they boarded a freighter that carried them to the Mygeeto system.

Lee: My tentacles are itching.
Naimah: (whispers) They are not a part of your body, they cannot itch. Please try not to bring any attention to us.
Lee: I’m sorry, but did I bring us into this mess? You had to offer a private performance to the most dangerous man in the Galaxy.
Naimah: The second most dangerous and we are not fleeing because of Lord Vader.
Lee: I still don’t understand why you refused the Emperor. To work for him is an honor and you disrespected him.
Naimah: That is not a good reason to want us dead. Don’t you see how evil his Majesty is? Please don’t tell me you believe all of the propaganda.
Lee: Of course not. But the way you are talking is treasonous. You might as well make us join the Rebellion, we are fugitives now. We cannot live like this.
Naimah: The Rebellion is a bunch of unorganized dreamers and fools, don’t worry I will think of something. There are many systems that are neither affiliated with the Empire or the Rebellion.
Lee: Yeah, worlds that are uninhabitable or full of criminals and renegades.

At Mygeeto, Naimah and Lee were greeted by a surprised but happy Samara. Naimah explained that they were hiding and would not stay long. Samara was serving refreshments to Naimah while Lee was in another room getting rid of his Twi’lek disguise. There were bits of blue cloned leather everywhere.

Samara: So will you tell me what you got yourself into or not?
Naimah: It is better for you that you don’t know. I don’t want to get you or Amador in any trouble.
Samara: That serious, ha? Don’t worry, you are safe now. Nobody comes here, it is pretty deserted, just some miners and their families. Occasionally we get a smuggler here and there, but they don’t really talk to anybody, just get their shipments and go.

Naimah didn’t sleep well that night. She had a dream, it was about Vader, but he wasn’t Vader he was Lee. She ran towards him but couldn’t reach him, and he wouldn’t stop moving away. She called his name, but he didn’t respond. Lastly, he turned around and clenched his fist robbing her of air. Her trachea was closed and she was loosing consciousness when she woke up in a cold sweat.

Naimah: Lee…Lee, wake up. We have to leave. I felt a disturbance in the Force.
Lee: (mumbling in his sleep) We just got here, I’m tired.
Naimah: Didn’t you hear? I felt a disturbance in the Force.
Lee: (getting angry) I’m sick of the Force. How come the “Force” didn’t tell you we should have stayed in Selonia? How come the Force didn’t tell you to stay away from Vader?
Naimah: I… I don’t know. It felt right to go to Coruscant.
Lee: And I’m telling you we should stay put. There is nothing out here, you are just paranoid.

A week passed without any incident but Naimah was uneasy. She couldn’t ignore the stirring in the Force, but Lee didn’t want to go. Just a few more days, he said, until we have a plan. Unbeknown to Naimah, Lee was trying to transfer their funds from Selonia into a safer account on Siikyla. In three standard days the transfer would be complete, Lee felt assured now that his money was safe.

Meanwhile on Coruscant: The Emperor was giving Darth Vader an assignment to go to the small planet of Kosomlin and deal with Rebel prisoners who are being interrogated with little result. Apparently, all eight of the prisoners are refusing to give out any information about a secret location of the new Rebel base. Three of the men already died from torture, but no information could be obtained. Vader boarded his Star Destroyer immediately and set course to Kosomlin.

Darth Vader: These four are useless, they do not know anything. (Vader pointed at the miserable looking prisoners) This one however, he is hiding something, I can feel it. He stinks of fear. Bring him to my personal interrogation chamber.
Captain Nedim: Right away, Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: Transfer the others to the prison at Dathomir immediately!
Captain Nedim: Yes, Lord Vader. (bows, and hurries away to follow Vader’s orders)

Darth Vader gives orders to prepare the mindprobe. This heartless perversion of medical droid technology was always employed by the Empire when ordinary torturers and interrogators failed. To prepare the stubborn prisoner for his interrogation Lord Vader locked onto his mind and unleashed the Dark Side on the already drained Rebel. Simon Bayley was one of the Alliance’s best code breakers; he earned a reputation as a headstrong leader early on. Simon was among the first in his battalion to volunteer for this mission, his team was supposed to crack an Imperial communication code that would give the Alliance an advantage in planning future attacks against the giant Star Destroyers. His superiors were counting on him, he couldn’t fail, now all he could hope for was a quick death so he would be relived of this enormous responsibility.

Simon: I don’t know anything. You have to believe me. Please…
Darth Vader: On the contrary, I know you are hiding something. It is no use, you cannot resist any longer. Tell me the location of the Rebel base and I will set you free.
Simon: No! Please! I told you already, I don’t know the location.
Darth Vader: Very well, bring in the mindprobe.
Simon: Aaaah! Noooo! Please, stop it. I...I …don’t…
Darth Vader: Give me the location.
Simon: I…I…don’t…know…it.
Darth Vader: Increase the concoction.
Captain Nedim: Right away, Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: Now, tell me.
Simon: N...Nee…Neebaiix.
Darth Vader: No, you are lying. I can feel it when you are lying. Now, tell me the right location.
Simon: I…I told you. Please…please stop it.
Darth Vader: I will, as soon as you tell me the right location.
Simon: Soraj.
Darth Vader: That is enough. Transfer him to Dathomir.

Immediately, Vader set course to Soraj. Soraj is an ancient planet in the Scheher solar system. It is somewhat close to its yellow sun and therefore very hot, but it has vast oceans and an underground cave system that provides a perfect hiding space. Soraj is small and therefore has a low gravity pull, the best way to travel on Soraj is in an anti-grav suit. Armed to the teeth, Vader and two other Star Destroyers arrived in the Scheher system one standard week later.

Darth Vader: Admiral, prepare your TIE fighters. We are launching an immediate attack.
Admiral Aloysius: Should we scan the planet to see where the Rebels are hiding, Lord Vader?
Darth Vader: They are in the underground cave structure, just below the ocean.
Admiral Aloysius: That is impossible. Those caves were destroyed a century ago by tectonic disturbances.
Darth Vader: Are you questioning me, Admiral?
Admiral Aloysius: Nnn…no, Lord Vader. I will prepare for an attack immediately.
Darth Vader: I want you to have the TIE fighters ready, I will lure the Rebels out, be prepared to fire. I do not want a single ship to escape. Understood?
Admiral Aloysius: Understood, Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: Captain, I want you to aim all of your firepower on the continent bellow. Destroy it, I want the cave structure to crumble and force the Rebels out.

All three Star Destroyers fired on a small continent, 10 minutes later dozens of X-wings, and Y-wings came flying out from a platform in the ocean. They were met by TIE fighters in a blaze of blaster fire. More X-wings came from under the water and one by one they were shot down by the TIE fighters. They were sitting ducks, there was nothing they could do; they were hopelessly outnumbered. By the time the last ships scrambled to escape their watery tomb they tried to jump blindly to hyperspace but were caught by Soraj’s gravity. The TIE’s shot them down mercilessly.

Red Leader: Red six, Red seven, are you still with me.
Red Six: I’m still here Red Leader! Trying to make the jump.
Red Leader: Eldin, listen to me! I’m sending the code to your R2 unit. If you make it, set course to Alderaan, get the code to Senator Bail Organa.
Red Six: I’m counting on you to make it, too boss.
Red Leader: We don’t have time for sentimentalities. You gotta make the jump, I’ll cover you. Ready?
Red Six: Roger that, good luck Red Leader!
Red Leader: NOW! Take this Imperial scum!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Red Six: Nooooooo!

On Vader’s Star Destroyer, the Executor:

Admiral Aloysius: Lord Vader, we have successfully defeated the Rebels. There are no survivors and their base is destroyed.
Darth Vader: Anything else, Admiral?
Admiral Aloysius: No. I mean…yes, a single X-wing fighter appears to have made the jump to hyperspace. But he made a blind jump; there is little cause to worry.
Darth Vader: That X-wing has made it, and he is carrying vital information with him. This is the last time you have failed me Admiral.
Admiral Aloysius: Lord Vader…I…can…ex…plai…ahhh.


On Mygeeto: Naimah is getting more and more nervous. The stirring in the Force is unmistakable; they must leave this planet, now.

Naimah: I’m sorry we have inconvenienced you Samara. We are leaving tonight.
Samara: Nonsense, you are paranoid. There is nobody here, and I like having you around. I’m glad Lee is here to distract Amador. Actually, I think he might pop the question soon. I want you to be here for that.
Naimah: Trust me, we must go. Amador and you are in danger if we stay any longer. I should have left days ago.
Samara: Can’t you at least wait until tomorrow? We’ll have a party tonight. Its payday and some of the miner’s wives get together and we make a little feast.
Naimah: All right, but we are leaving first thing in the morning.
Lee: What are you two talking about?
Samara: Oh nothing. I’m just convincing your wife to join us for tonight’s party.
Lee: Party? Now you are talking, I need some distraction to take my mind of our present situation.
Naimah: We are leaving tomorrow morning. Lee, I have a bad feeling about this.
Lee: Don’t worry so much. I just got word from our bank in Siikyla, our credits are safe.
Naimah: You transferred credits? How could you? They are going to track us!
Lee: Do you think I’m stupid? Just because I don’t have your “supernatural” sixth sense, doesn’t mean I’m an idiot!
Naimah: Lee, they are probably watching our account. They are watching everything. It will take them two seconds to put two and two together and find us. We have to leave now.
Lee: I used a safe server, and I transferred our funds to five different places to elude them, before I even contacted Siikyla. Furthermore, I made the drop anonymously.
Naimah: Oh, Lee…they have methods to go around that. We must go now, please hurry.

Quickly, she packed her belongings and gave Samara a few credits so she and Amador could leave for a few days. Samara wanted them to all go together but Naimah refused, it was better they didn’t know where either was going.

Lee: Where are we going?
Naimah: I don’t know. I will let the Force guide me.
Lee: Blast the Force!! What good has it been so far?
Naimah: It has kept us out of trouble, it has guided us, helped us fly below Imperial radar.
Lee: Why don’t you use the Force to tell us where to settle down and bring all of this behind us?
Naimah: It is not that simple. The future is always in motion, I don’t know where the Force is leading me, and I can only feel a faint pull.
Lee: I what direction?
Naimah: Coruscant.
Lee: No! You can’t be serious.
Naimah: I don’t know. The Dark Side is clouding my vision; maybe I’m interpreting it wrong. I don’t know, but I must trust my instincts.
Lee: Perhaps its Vader, he is messing with your head.
Naimah: No, it is the Force.

After packing all of their belongings Naimah and Lee took Amador’s ship and flew to the nearest planet where they dropped it off so Amador could retrieve it later. They than took a refugee shuttle that was going to a mining colony in the Scheher system. This time, they didn’t wear any elaborate disguises.

Lee: So, are we safe yet?
Naimah: No, I feel a trap. We must wait for the next ship.
Lee: I’m hungry; I’ll be at that café if you need me.
Naimah: Lee! Look out!!!

Two bounty hunters jumped from the sky and seized Lee. Naimah knocked them down with the Force, sent them flying across the street. Lee hurried to catch up with her, and together they started running down an alley. With incredible speed Naimah was running, dragging an exhausted Lee behind her.

Boba Fett: I’ve got you.
Naimah: Lee, duck!

As Boba Fett grabbed Lee’s arm, Naimah sent some plexi steel fly towards the two. Lee ducked just in time and Fett used his rocketpack to soar above Naimah’s weapon. Using all of her strength she sent debris flying towards the bounty hunter forcing him to fly higher and higher away from them. At he same time the other two bounty hunters caught up with them and started firing their blasters. Naimah turned around trying to deflect the bolts away form Lee and her. Unarmed, Lee was a sitting duck. His fear paralyzed him and he didn’t move from his spot.

Naimah: Lee! Run, get out of here!
Lee: I…I’m not…leaving you.
Naimah: You are in the way, go. Go! Aaaah!

She was shot. A blaster bolt grazed her temple, and another pierced her thigh. She went down screaming. Lee wasn’t that lucky. Fett aimed once and got him straight between the eyes, than he flew away. Naimah lay on the ground screaming Lee’s name. The two bounty hunters were still coming at her blasting away as she struggled to deflect the bolts. As she was reaching exhaustion, she spotted a black shape flying from an adjacent building, before his feet touched ground both bounty hunters lay dead.

Naimah: Lord Vader!
Darth Vader: You are safe. Give me your hand; I’m bringing you to Coruscant.
Naimah: Lee? He is dead! Nooo!
Darth Vader: Come with me. There is nothing you can do here.
Naimah: My husband. (cradling Lee’s dead body) Why? He didn’t do anything. It is me you want, why did you have to kill my husband?
Darth Vader: I didn’t kill him. It was the will of the Force; your path separates from his today. I have felt you on this planet that is why I came. You must come with me now.
Naimah: The will of the Force? You mean the will of the Emperor. Leave me Lord Vader, I must mourn my husband.

Vader didn’t have orders to bring her to the Emperor, but he knew that is what the Emperor wanted. It is clear that the Emperor wants this girl; he wants to use her for his plans. Looking at her beautiful face as she was bending over her dead husband, Vader felt something deep inside him stir. She reminded him so much of Padame. Ever since he saw her, he worked hard on ignoring the fact. The fact was, this girl, whatever purpose the Emperor had for her, was Padame. Jealously, he wanted her for himself. He knew the Emperor wanted her more because of her looks than because of her powers. That is why he hadn’t killed her yet. Vader knew it had something to do with him, but he didn’t know what. That didn’t concern him, he would find out sooner or later. In this moment however, he craved nothing more or less than to touch her face. But he couldn’t, he had no fingers, no skin. Rage built up inside him, he yearned for her lips, but he knew that he would never share a kiss with her, his breathing mask and his hate were in the way. As he looked at her, while she was caressing her dead husband’s hair, he became painfully aware of his own appearance. He was a monster. Usually he preferred it hat way, wherever he was he infused fear into people, he basked in their fear, he loved it. But at this moment he was envious of a dead man.

Naimah: I will come to you Lord Vader. You don’t have to doubt me, I will keep my word. Just let me mourn my husband and give him a proper burial.
Darth Vader: You will come to me?
Naimah: I will work for you. That is what the Emperor wants, isn’t it? I know he wants to bring us together, for whatever reason. I’m agreeing because it is the will of the Force. The Force has lead me to you, I know that now.
Darth Vader: Than you will let the Emperor train you.
Naimah: No. I will not murder, spy, plot or anything else along those lines. I will not turn to the Dark Side.
Darth Vader: Entertainment is useless to the Empire.
Naimah: The Emperor will agree with my terms. He is not interested in my service to the Empire, he wants to keep you on his leash, and he thinks my presence will serve that purpose.
Darth Vader: Indeed. But your presence will not weaken me in any way, I promise you.
Naimah: I hope not, for both our sake.
Darth Vader: I’m giving you two standard weeks, after you burry your husband report to me at Coruscant.
Naimah: I will be at Coruscant in six weeks, I give you my word.


I certainly appreciate feedback and constructive criticism.

One explanation:
The reason the Emperor wants Naimah is because he had a vision. He saw Vader's son being really powerfull in the Force...(wonder who that is?) he thinks Naimah is somehow connected.


 

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Date Posted: 11/10/05 3:40pm Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
Very interesting premise. I like where this is heading. Please let me know when you post again! Thanks grin

 

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Date Posted: 11/10/05 7:33pm Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
I liked it, I can't wait to see if Naimah will turn to the Dark Side. To bad Lee died, I kind of liked him, but I guess he had to go in order for her to begin the next chapter of her life. I guess you will need to get a new comical figure to offset the obviously emotional story that is coming up. Question, I thought Selonians were a different specise? But I guess there are humans in Selonia, too. Anywhay, I love that you included Dathomir, and I also like that the Rebelion is at its early stages so we can see it evolving.

 

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Minela  873 posts
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Date Posted: 11/10/05 8:53pm Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
dtdang2-thanks. I really liked your story, too. I will keep you posted.

skjedi--thanks for your feedback, I try to come up with new places and characters but also use already known characters from the Saga and EU. I will definetly have another comical character, Lee has served his purpouse, but he might be back later in a flashback or something like that.

 

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Date Posted: 11/10/05 10:56pm Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
applause I really hate Palps angry . He is inventive in the way he keeps his hold over Vader. Nice job.

 

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Minela  873 posts
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Date Posted: 11/11/05 7:40am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
^^^Thanx, I mainly wrote the script because I hate Palps, and I wanted to give Anakin a second chance...can't bring Padame back, though...but there is still Luke and Leia...

 

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Date Posted: 11/11/05 11:31am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
I hate Palps, too!!!!!!!!! Hate him, hate him! angry (Ooops! this is the path to the dark side) I guess I have to go meditate.
Keep the story coming, I want to know what happens next.

 

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Date Posted: 11/11/05 8:45pm Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
Oops! doh! I didn't notice all the funny numbers and signs in the script when Naimah is talking, they are supposed to be musical notes, she is singing. Well, I guess it got messed up when I pasted it. sad
Oh well, it won't happen again. Sorry. tongue

 

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Date Posted: 11/12/05 4:14pm Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS - Date Edited: 5/29/07 3:02pm (4 edits total) Edited By: Minela
The story continues here:
Enjoy!



Exactly 6 standard weeks later, Naimah arrived at Darth Vader’s palace. She didn’t carry any luggage with her, nothing to remind her of her previous life except the simple robe she wore. The Emperor won the first round, but he would loose the war, that is what she swore to herself. Not long ago she felt something deep inside Darth Vader, she felt his humanity and she was determined to bring it out. Eventually, she would lead the dark Lord to light; she would take him away from the Emperor’s clutches, no matter how long it took. She was determined to bring back Anakin Skywalker, if it was the last thing she would do. But she must be patient, Vader was fixed in his ways, if she made one wrong move it would cost her.

Visual Reference

Storm Trooper: Miss Jamari, I have come to welcome you, and to inform you of the regulations given to me by Lord Vader.
Naimah: I assumed as much. Tell me, what is my position in Lord Vader’s “household”?
Storm Trooper: Lord Vader has informed me that the Emperor permitted you to serve Lord Vader, and for the time being Lord Vader will decide what your position will be.
Naimah: How “generous”.
Storm Trooper: Your quarters are on Lord Vader’s personal floor. You are allowed to go as you please, but soldier’s quarters on floors 23 and 24 are off limits, as well as Lord Vader’s private office and chambers. Furthermore, all levels bellow floor 19 are off limits for security reasons.
Naimah: Of course.
Storm Trooper: If there is any confusion, all classified rooms have guards stationed around the clock, they will direct if you happened to be lost. Ah, here we are. This is your suite.
Naimah: It’s…ah, big.


Naimah’s suite was huge; the master bedroom was bigger than her previous residence. She had her own private living room, two baths, four big walk-in closets and a private balcony which also served as landing dock for her personal speeder. However, the space was everything but inviting. The walls were gray, carpets black, and there were stark neon lights on the walls. The furniture, although made of the finest materials didn’t look comfortable, all the lines in the room were severe, and there were no decorations or personal items. It looked more like a luxury prison, than a suite.



Storm Trooper: This is the code for your personal account.
Naimah: Thanks. Ah…this must be a mistake. It doesn’t indicate a spending limit.
Storm Trooper: I’m sorry, I was not informed about your personal funds, but I know Lord Vader doesn’t place much value on credits. I assume there is no limit.
Naimah: I see. Where is the kitchen?
Storm Trooper: You can order whatever your need on that com.
Naimah: No, I want to know where the kitchen is for when I decide to cook.
Storm Trooper: Miss Jamari, we have droids for that.
Naimah: I’m an artist, I like to create, and food is no exception.
Storm Trooper: I see, it is on the 678th floor, there is a smaller kitchen on this floor as well, it is 13 doors down, on your left side, but it hasn’t been used in a long time. Lord Vader will be back from his mission in four standard days, in the meantime make yourself at home. If there is nothing else, I will be on my way.
Naimah: Yes, what is your name soldier?
Storm Trooper: Elliot, ma’am.
Naimah: Thank you Elliot, I will call you if I need anything.


After Elliot left Naimah was familiarizing herself with her surroundings. The closets were huge, but empty; the bathrooms had the basics like towels and soap, but none of the feminine necessities like perfume or powder. The sheets on her bed were nice and soft, but horribly bland.


Naimah: I cannot live this way; I will suffocate my creativity and eventually die if I have to spend another moment in this room. Let’s see, I need sheets, pillows, curtains, a new rug, vases, flowers…


In the Emperor’s throne room: Palpatine is listening to Vader’s report on the Seatty wastes, the Rebels escaped with the exception of a few unimportant x-wing fighters who were executed immediately.


Palpatine: You disappoint me, Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: I am sorry master. I have no excuse. The Rebels were making a jump into hyperspace when my ship arrived.
Palpatine: Technicalities, you should have foreseen it. But let us not dwell on this; we can afford to give the Rebels a small victory. It is unimportant, the Rebels will be crushed.
Darth Vader: Yes my master.
Palpatine: I hear Miss Jamari has kept her word. She is at your palace right now.
Darth Vader: Yes, master. She will join us, I will turn her.
Palpatine: Don’t concern yourself with that, it is irrelevant at the present. She cannot escape the Dark Side, in due time she will beg for training. I leave her to you, do as you please.



For reasons he couldn’t explain Darth Vader was almost nervous when he arrived at his palace. He knew she kept her word, she was waiting for him. Vader reached out with the Force but stopped before he could touch her. His head filled with rage and his steps quickened, he wasn’t about to let anybody mess with his head, he was all powerful, nobody could get to him. He reached for the Force, found the hot center of his rage and let it wash over him. It filled him up, made him whole.


Darth Vader: I see you have made yourself at home.
Naimah: I couldn’t live with the gray.
Darth Vader: Very well. I do not know what the Emperor wants with you exactly, but in the meantime you will work for me.
Naimah: You know what he wants. He wants to keep you on his leash.
Darth Vader: I would not put it quite like that. However, that would be the obvious reason and the Emperor never does anything obvious.
Naimah: Perhaps you are right. How do you feel about that, Lord Vader? Being a pawn in somebody’s scheme, I mean?
Darth Vader: Unfortunately, the games and intrigues are all part of my profession.
Naimah: Sad. I assume many things are part of the job.
Darth Vader: You could say that. But what about you, you are wasting your talents, not living to your full potential. What can songs and plays give you? I could teach you to use the Force, both sides of it.
Naimah: That is very kind of you, but I have to respectfully decline. I do not believe I’m wasting my “talent”.
Darth Vader: You will change your mind, until than I will keep an eye on you. I advise you not to do anything stupid.
Naimah: Like avenge my husband’s death?
Darth Vader: Exactly. You would be dead before you could try.
Naimah: Don’t worry, Lord Vader. I have made my peace. It was the will of the Force, I accept that.
Darth Vader: Was that so easy for you?
Naimah: No. (with tears in her eyes, but than she reaches out with her feelings, and finds balance in the Force) While you were gone I composed something for you, would you like to hear it?
Darth Vader: I have three hours before I must leave, I will listen to it.
Naimah: You are leaving so soon? Where are you going?
Darth Vader: That information is classified.
Naimah: Of course. I will be ready in 45 minutes.


While she was preparing, Naimah couldn’t help but criticize herself. She thought the encounter with Vader didn’t go as good as she hoped. She wanted to make a good impression, wanted him to trust her. Getting a man like Vader to trust you takes time, she had to be careful. If she acted to hasty, he would see right through her and pull back, or worse he would assume she wanted to harm him and then he would surly kill her.

She was putting perfumed oil all over her body so it would glisten and fill the room with soothing aroma. Even though Lord Vader couldn’t smell anything, Naimah was sure he could feel the slightest change in smell in the room with the Force. Either way, she preferred to be in her element while she was performing. Costuming was an art in itself, and Naimah always devoted her time to the smallest details. When she was playing or dancing for a small audience she didn’t wear heavy make-up or elaborate robes. Nevertheless her appearance was always well thought out and part of the show. She put on a simple green tunic, the color of imitation grass that is found on luxury parks on Coruscant, and over it she tied a cloned leather corset. She pulled the strings as tight as she could adorned the corset with coins and buttons. Two days ago she found a Nubian, jeweler who sold her a gold headband and earrings. He promised all his goods were imported from his family shop in Naboo. Naimah wore her hair in old Nubian fashion and the Naboo emblem hung from the headband and decorated her brow hiding the scar from bounty hunter who shot her. All in all, she looked exotic, but understated.
Pleased with her appearance, she called the guard to escort her to Darth Vader.


Darth Vader: I look forward to your presentation; I was impressed when I saw you appear before the Emperor.
Naimah: Thank you. I saw that you weren’t moved at first so I concentrated on you for the rest of the evening.
Darth Vader: Why is that?
Naimah: I like a challenge.
Darth Vader: I can understand that, I am the same way.
Naimah: It must be difficult to find challenges when one is in such a high position as you are.
Darth Vader: Very difficult. Please, begin.
Naimah: (starts singing)

She was playing a harp, her fingers gliding effortlessly over the instrument. Reaching through the Force Naimah was searching the depths of Vader’s soul. Looking beyond the armor, beyond the darkness that enveloped him, deep inside where an infinitesimal light was holding back the gloom. There she found him, a fraction of a man, he was crippled and he was dying. Anakin Skywalker, she found him at last. With gentle fingers she tried to touch him, but he was inaccessible, wouldn’t look at her. With all the strength she could find within herself, reaching out with every fiber of her body and her mind, Naimah sang her song.

Darth Vader: Padme…I…miss you so.
Naimah:(still singing)
Darth Vader: I wasn’t strong enough. I couldn’t save you. I’m sorry Padme.
Naimah: (still singing)
Darth Vader: Enough! You can go now.
Naimah: I’m sorry Lord Vader. Did I offend you?
Darth Vader: I have heard enough, you are dismissed.


Alone aboard the Star Destroyer “Executor”, Vader was thinking about Naimah. He was angry, very angry all of his generals were busy working on different tasks trying to avoid him. How could he let her get to him like that? So what if she looked like Padme? She was not Padme! A replica, a poor man’s Padame, a fraud! The Emperor wants him to take care of her, but why? Obviously he wants Vader to be reminded of his late wife, but why? Is his power growing, is the Emperor afraid? Is he trying to keep him “on his leash” by using this impostor? Yes, yes the Emperor is afraid of Vader’s power, but there is something else, Vader felt the Emperor had a plan, a big plan but he couldn’t guess what that plan was. Hot like fire his rage was building up inside him. Using the Force, Vader threw a heavy holocam across the room, not satisfied he ignited his lightsaber but at the last moment remembered who he was and turned it back off. Patience, he must wait and see how the events would unfold. He calmed himself, found peace in the Force, Obi-Wan would have been proud.

Darth Vader: Obi-Wan? BLAST HIM! Why am I thinking of Obi-Wan? My old master, the LIAR! I HATE HIM!


On Coruscant:


Naimah: Maybe I went too far? No, I just went far enough. He felt it; I know he felt his old self. He needs to remember who he was, I could feel the good in him, it is just buried to deep and it doesn’t want to come out. I felt Anakin Skywalker.

Stormtrooper: I’m sorry to disturb you, Miss Jamari.
Naimah: Come in. Are you Elliot? I can’t tell you all look alike.
Stormtrooper: I’m Elliot. I have a message from the Emperor.
Naimah: What does the Emperor want?
Stormtrooper: The Emperor wishes you attend the Admiral’s Gala, in Lord Vader’s place.
Naimah: I don’t know, what will I have to do?
Stormtrooper: Ah…Lord Vader never attended such an event. I…ah, am not exactly sure. The Emperor wants you to come to the 486 Empirical, at 2200. I’m sorry, Miss Jamari, I didn’t speak to him personally.


On the Executor:

Darth Vader: What is your report Admiral?
Admiral Ryuji: We are approaching the star cluster Miya. All but 50 planets are neutral and the Empire is conquering more planets daily.
Darth Vader: Very Good. Are any of the planets friendly to the Rebellion?
Admiral Ryuji: Not officially, Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: And unofficially?
Admiral Ryuji: Ah…there is a rumor that the King of Kagami gave some of his best star cruisers to the Rebellion, and we are suspecting an underground movement on Ayame, Emiko, Nami, and Metairie VI.
Darth Vader: My sources tell me that the Prime Minister of Deleon met with some delegates from the Rebellion last month. It seems that Deleon is skating the edge of treason.
Admiral Ryuji: Deleon is a small world; it would be suicidal for them to join the Rebellion. They have no weapons, as a non-violent world they cannot afford to anger the Empire.
Darth Vader: If Deleon joins the Rebellion, they pull with them Kagami, Ayame, Emiko and Metairie VI. That would cause a chain reaction delivering the entire Miya system to the Rebellion.
Admiral Ryuji: Impossible. They wouldn’t risk it.
Darth Vader: Are you questioning me, Admiral?
Admiral Ryuji: No, Lord Vader. How do we proceed?
Darth Vader: I want 40 TIE-fighters on standby; we will pay a visit to the Prime Minister.



On Deleon: A cold planet, about 53% of the planet’s surface is frozen water, 27% is water and the remaining 20% is land. Sparsely populated, only about 12 million beings of four different species; the Istas, Lixue, Wauna, and the Chilali. The Istas are big, semi-humanoid, muscular beings with thick skin that is covered partially with white fur. They have flat faces with big nostrils. They mostly live in tribes on the mountainous regions of Deleon. The Istas are gentle, intelligent people who prefer to live in seclusion adhering to their traditions. The Lixue and the Wauna live in the few cities that are located in the valleys, making sure to be close enough to the villages of the Istas. Almost identical in their appearance to each other a Lixue is on average 1.5m tall, where a Wauna rarely reaches the height of 1m. Both species have flat faces with extremely large nostrils, but unlike the big Istas, their skin is very smooth with no hair at all. The Lixues are very light-skinned to blend with the snow, where the Wauna have a light blue appearance. The Chilali are different, they are loners and don’t live in tribes or cities. Nobody knows much about them and their culture because they never get close to other beings. Chilalis are skittish, birdlike beings with large white wings and a lilac beak. Other than the occasional mating sounds that are heard twice every season, nobody ever hears the Chilali communicate.

23 AT-ST’s and 6 AT-AT’s were approaching, Travnik, the capitol of Deleon.


Sn-Jeg: What are your orders, Prime Minister?
Le-Jed: Prepare to receive the Imperials.
Sn-Jeg: Sir, are you sure we shouldn’t escort you out of the city?
Le-Jed: No, no decoys. Our only hope is to work with them.
Sn-Jeg: As you wish, sir.

At the Travnik Palace:

Followed by Admiral Ryuji, and an army of Storm troopers, Darth Vader was marching towards the Prime Minister of Deleon and the Senate.



Le-Jed: Welcome to Deleon, we are very pleased to have you.
Darth Vader: I doubt that, Prime Minister.
Le-Jed: Lord Vader, I assume. What can we do for the Empire? Our planet is small, but we will do our best to help you in any way that we can.
Darth Vader: You are suspected of treason. I have obtained information that links you to the Rebels and I have come personally to show you how the Empire deals with traitors.
Le-Jed: There must be a mistake. Deleon is a peaceful planet; we wouldn’t have anything to offer to the Rebels. I can assure you…

Darth Vader: Silence! I do not have time for your excuses. You are under arrest; Admiral Ryuji will take over your affairs while you are on trial. Take him away.
Le-Jed: What will happen to Deleon?
Admiral Ryuji: Do not worry, Prime Minister, we will take care of your people.
Sn-Jeg: This is outrages! You have no proof; I demand you release the Prime Minister at once! I demand just…i...ah…ahhh.



Meanwhile on Coruscant: Naimah was getting ready for the Admiral’s Gala. Not exactly sure what to expect, she decided to simply costume herself as Lady Vader. Dressed in a strict black gown that covered her body from chin to toe, she put on a blast resistant corset made out of similar material as the storm trooper armor. She wore her hair in two tight knots and put on big geometric jewelry. To finish of her outfit she wore a black veil.

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Storm Trooper: Excuse me, Miss Jamari? Your shuttle has arrived.
Naimah: Elliot?
Storm Trooper: Yes, it is me.
Naimah: I thought I sensed you presence. Please, could you take off that awful helmet?
Storm Trooper: Ah…I…I’m sorry, Miss Jamari, but it is standard Imperial procedure for all Storm Troopers to wear their uniform when on duty.
Naimah: Even if a superior tells you otherwise?
Storm Trooper: No...but Lord Vader…
Naimah: I’m representing Lord Vader at the Gala, aren’t I? You could grant me this request.
Storm Trooper: I…yes ma’am. (takes off his helmet)
Naimah: Cute. How old are you trooper? You can’t be older than 18.
Storm Trooper: I’m 17 and a half, ma’am.
Naimah: I wasn’t aware the Empire gets you so young. And you are working for Lord Vader personally?
Storm Trooper: Showed exceptional skills at training ma’am. My father was a commander; he got me in when I was 13.
Naimah: How ambitious.
Storm Trooper: I’m proud to serve the Empire, ma’am.
Naimah: (sarcastically) Aren’t we all?



Back on Deleon: Darth Vader and a garrison of storm troopers were leaving the Palace, when the ground started shaking and explosions emerged form beneath the city swallowing up many of the unsuspecting Storm Troopers.

Darth Vader: Fools.
Lixue Youth: Now! Engage the suction!
Lixue Youth 2: 1,2,3…NOW!


With a whining sound, the ground started shaking again and one by one the Storm Troopers were sucked underground accompanied by dozens of blaster shots firing from all directions.
Darth Vader ignited his lightsaber and with lightning speed parried all of the shots coming his way. Using the Force he leaped out of the suction machine’s way and sliced through 3 unfortunate Lixue Youths with one swift motion of his weapon.


Lixue Youth: Keep at it! We’ve almost got them!
Another Lixue Youth: All snipers, target the dark Lord!
Lixue Youth 2: I got him! I got him! Aaaah!
Lixue Youth: Retreat! Retreat! Aaaah!
Another Lixue Youth: All fighters aim at the dark Lord! Now! Now! Aaaah!

2 minutes and 16 seconds later the battle was over. All but two Storm Troopers were dead; all of the Lixue forces were cut down by Darth Vader’s lightsaber.


Back on Coruscant, at the Admiral’s Gala:

Naimah: Ok, I’m here. Now what?
Servant Droid KC24: Naimah Jamari? His Highness the Emperor of the Galaxy requests your presence in the Crystal Room.
Naimah: Crystal Room, fancy name.
KC24: This way please.


Naimah: Your Highness, it is my honor to be here.
Palpatine: Interesting dress, Miss Jamari, you took my orders literally.
Naimah: To be honest, I didn’t know what was expected of me.
Palpatine: Simply your presence.
Naimah: Is there something I can do for you, your Highness?
Palpatine: Tell me, has Lord Vader treated you well?
Naimah: I have everything I need at the Palace, he was very generous.
Palpatine: How has he behaved towards you?
Naimah: Polite and gracious, your Highness.
Palpatine: You can tell me more than that. What are his feelings when you’re around?
Naimah: My resemblance to Padmé Amidala? I don’t think that bothers him as much as I thought it would.
Palpatine: Really? I didn’t think it would bother him, I rather thought it might please him.
Naimah: To be reminded of his lover’s death?
Palpatine: His wife.
Naimah: They were married? I thought it was forbidden for a Jedi to marry.
Palpatine: I’m afraid Lord Vader broke many Jedi rules.
Naimah: Yes. Why would it please him to be reminded of his dead wife?
Palpatine: It would remind him of what the Jedi took from him. His hate would make him stronger and his powers would grow. Becoming more powerful would please him, don’t you think?
Naimah: So this is where I come in? To constantly remind him of the past?
Palpatine: For now. There is something else I have in mind for you. Are you familiar with politics?
Naimah: No, I think I mentioned it before.
Palpatine: Let me enlighten you. Although ruling the masses by capitalizing on their fear is very effective, it only goes so far. Now and again, you have to remind your subordinates you care.
Naimah: I don’t understand. What does this have to do with me?
Palpatine: Rebellion spawns when there is nothing but fear, and there is chaos where fear lacks. Therefore the Empire must weave a web of security around its people. This is where our schools, our law, our guidance comes in. However, we lack love.
Naimah: Love?
Palpatine: People are easier persuaded if they think they are loved.
Naimah: You want them to respect, fear and love you. In other words: ultimate power.
Palpatine: Precisely, for now anyway. Until the Senate is dissolved completely I need them to believe this administration cares. When I was the Supreme Chancellor, I used to be loved. Now, not so much. The Empire needs a symbol of compassion, something to remind the people of the past.
Naimah: Is this where I come in?
Palpatine: This is where Padme Amidala comes in.
Naimah: You want me to impersonate the Senator? But, everybody knows she was killed.
Palpatine: Not exactly. I want her image, she used to be and icon of integrity, she was beloved by many. Most of the Senators that knew her personally are no longer here, and her death is cloaked in secrecy, few remember what exactly happened.
Naimah: With all due respect, it sounds a little farfetched.
Palpatine: Not at all, the Force is very persuasive on the week minded. Moreover, I don’t want you to actually say you are Padme; I just don’t want you to deny it. You will be like a shadow, you will stay by my or Lord Vader’s side and you won’t speak until your presence is well established and the curiosity dies down.
Naimah: And if it doesn’t?
Palpatine: It will, leave it up to me.
Naimah: So what should I do?
Palpatine: We have a replica of Amidala’s wardrobe; there are holograms of her speeches, and some personal facts that will be useful to you. Study them; I want you to look as much like her as possible. Die your hair, do whatever is necessary.
Naimah: What about Lord Vader? How does he feel about this?
Palpatine: Leave Lord Vader to me.


Back at Darth Vader’s Palace: Naimah was sitting in her room looking over her new wardrobe. Not exactly replicas as the Emperor mentioned. They were new versions of the Pre-Empire fashion worn by Amidala, but they were close enough.


Naimah: I guess it makes sense; dated fashion would be too suspicious. I still don’t get it, the whole story seems too farfetched, he can’t just brainwash the entire galaxy. Not even he is that powerful. But how many people did actually know the Senator? It is not like I’m actually going to be impersonating her, just her ghost, I suppose.

(dials her holo-com)

Excuse me, could you tell me who the best plastic surgeon on Coruscant is?
Information Droid M4J2: One moment, please. Here it is, the Arpon Corp. developed a new minimal invasive procedure using the new class YC236-Delta7 droid.
Naimah: Thank you, when is the next available appointment?
M4J2: In four standard months, 12 days, 2 hours and 53 minutes.
Naimah: How about for somebody on official Imperial business?
M4J2: Two months, 9 days, 22 hours and 2 minutes.
Naimah: And at the Emperor’s personal request?
M4J2: There is an opening right now.


6 hours later, Naimah was back at the Palace in a Jedi healing trance. Her entire face and some parts of her body were in bactra-bandages. The normal healing time after this kind of a procedure was 2-3 standard days, but using the Force she would cut that time in half.

On the Executor:


Darth Vader: Captain, set course to Kagami. I want to make this trip short, prepare a full attack on the main Kagami hanger bay I want that base crippled.
Captain Nedim: Should we give them a warning, a chance to surrender?
Darth Vader: They are already under Imperial control, Captain. We are on a diplomatic mission, to remind them of that fact.
Captain Nedim: Ah…of course. I will alert the TIE fighters.
Darth Vader: Not necessary. We will attack directly from the Executor. Like I said, I want to make this trip short, we must return to Imperial Center immediately.
Captain Nedim: As you wish, my Lord.

Back on Coruscant: Darth Vader was landing on his private platform; he was in a hurry to get to his chambers. Something happened while he was gone, he could feel it.

Storm Trooper: Welcome back Lord Vader.
Darth Vader: I wish to speak to Miss Jamari.
Storm Trooper: Yes, right away. Ah…Lord Vader?
Darth Vader: Yes?
Storm Trooper: You wanted me to inform you of anything unusual.
Darth Vader: What happened?
Storm Trooper: The Emperor called Miss Jamari to attend the Admiral Gala in your place. After the Gala, she was at the Arpon Corp. Center and we haven’t seen her since.


Naimah: You wished to see me, Lord Vader. Was your trip productive?
Darth Vader: More or less. Take of your veil.
Naimah: Yes, my Lord.
Darth Vader: Blast you!! What have you done?!
Naimah: I…ahh…L…lord…Va…der. Ahh…let me…explain.
Darth Vader: You stupid girl.
Naimah: Let…me…go. (reaching into the Force, she loosened his grip on her throat. Slowly he let go.)
Darth Vader: Explain yourself!
Naimah: It was the Emperor’s wish. He found a temporary use for me.
Darth Vader: You shouldn’t have done that. (takes her face into his hands) Let me look at you.
Naimah: I can help you. I can take the pain away. (looking into the eyes behind the mask)
Darth Vader: Sith don’t feel pain.
Naimah: But you do. (reaches into the Force and searches deep beneath the black armor)
Darth Vader: You look just like her, every line, every freckle, just like I remember it.
Naimah: Just let go…relax. I will take care of it.
Darth Vader: She was everything to me. I would have died a thousand deaths just to be with her.
Naimah: I know.
Darth Vader: You know nothing! (pushes her away) I don’t need you to heal me; I am more powerful than you can ever hope to be. Your silly Jedi tricks are no match to the Dark Side!
Naimah: Yet, there is no darkness without light. Even the Emperor knows it, which is why I have to put on this charade.
Darth Vader: The Emperor has a talent for playing tricks on the subconscious of the week minded. Very well,…Padmé. (walks away)
Naimah: I am sorry about your loss.

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That is it for now. I hope you liked it.
As always, I appriciate constructive criticism (you can be mean if you want to, I think I can take it)

 

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Minela  873 posts
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Date Posted: 11/12/05 7:42pm Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
Shame on me for promoting my own stuff! skull

I should put my head in the sand now.

 

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Date Posted: 11/13/05 12:17am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
That was really good! I can't believe she changed her features to look like Padme! I can't wait to see where this is going! grin

 

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Date Posted: 11/13/05 6:56am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
applause applause thanx for posting, and thanx for the PM. This was really good.
Here is my review:

What I liked:
You humanized the Stormtrooper wink
Description and people of Deleon wink
Palpatine's sheme skull
Vader's reaction to the plastic surgery angry
When she told Vader she liked a chalange cool
When Vader shortly rememberd Obi-Wan in a good way cry and then went right ahead and hated him cry cry (I love Obi-Wan)

As per your request, what I didn't like:
When she's looking at her apartement (blah, blah sleep )
When she's talking about her cooking
Deleon people needed to put up more of a fight

Sorry if this was too harsh, I really do like where this is going.

 

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Date Posted: 11/14/05 8:56am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
peace

 

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Date Posted: 11/14/05 10:40am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
dtdang2: so glad you liked it and thanx for sticking around. I hope you will like what's coming up. wink

skjedi: Thanx so much for your review. Sorry the begining was a little slow, I just wanted to establish the setting and show how bland the life at Vader's palace is (steril, unfriendly, etc.) Glad you liked it anyway. batting

 

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Date Posted: 11/15/05 9:18am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS
OOOOOOOOOO, I like this, my padawan!

MORE MORE MORE MORE!!!!

 

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Date Posted: 11/15/05 9:46am Subject: RE: The Heart of Lord Vader; 10 years after RotS - Date Edited: 5/29/07 5:27pm (5 edits total) Edited By: Minela
Thank you, Master. I live for your aproval.

Here is more:


A month later: Naimah’s first appearance as Padamé.

Palpatine: Stay in the background and don’t speak.
Naimah: Yes, Majesty.
Palpatine: (addreses the Senate)It is with great concern that I’m addressing you today…
Naimah: He is using the Force to control the Senate. The whole auditorium reeks practically of the Dark Side.
Palpatine: …terrorist groups have taken the Obispo and Riazzi planets and are quickly moving towards the Aldiee system in the north eastern Outer Rim…
Naimah: Sajm always said awareness is the best antidote against mind control. I must stay alert.
Palpatine: …we will crush the Rebellion! I will not tolerate turmoil; there will be peace in the Empire!
Senate: (Applause! Cheer!)
Palpatine: …There will be peace! Security! Order!...

Later…

Palpatine: You did well.
Naimah: Thank you.
Palpatine: Your movements were nearly perfect, next time look directly into the audience, Senator Amidala newer bowed her head in public.
Naimah: I’m sorry, your Majesty.

Naimah shadowed the Emperor for weeks; she was always at his side during Senate meetings and public assemblies. Always in the background, never saying a word, she was a permanent fixture in Palpatine’s entourage. There were huge propaganda holo-posters all over Coruscant showing her behind Vader and Palpatine. Nobody questioned her presence, nobody noticed her really, but her image was imprinted in everybody’s subconscious. However, Darth Vader was never there, she hadn’t seen him since their last confrontation.

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Naimah: When is Lord Vader returning from his mission?
Elliot: The situation at the Aldiee system has been stabilized, Lord Vader should return in six standard days.
Naimah: Thank you, Elliot. He is avoiding me. Perhaps our last confrontation was too intense.

At the Senate rotunda: Naimah, dressed in her Nubian Senatorial gown was walking through the vast corridors, a few hour early for her meeting with Palpatine. She wanted to familiarize herself with the building that was once the center of government in the Old Republic.

Bail Organa: Padmé…?
Naimah: …Yes?
Bail Organa: I…I’m sorry, you reminded me of…
Naimah: Senator Amidala.
Bail Organa: Who are you?
Naimah: I’m not at liberty to discuss it. Actually, I’m not supposed to be talking to you …um?
Bail Organa: Senator Bail Organa from Alderaan. This is my daughter, Leia.
Naimah: Hallo Leia…. You feel familiar to me, have we met before?
Leia: No, this is my first visit to Coruscant. How can I feel familiar to you?
Naimah: Your sense in the Force is familiar to me. I’m sorry if I confused you.
Bail Organa: We must leave now, we are late. Good day to you.
Leia: It was nice to meet you.
Naimah: Senator Organa, wait!
Bail Organa: ?!
Naimah: The Force is strong with your daughter. It is a dangerous gift to have, she must leave Coruscant.
Bail Organa: You are right, thank you.
Naimah: May the Force be with you.

At Darth Vader’s Palace:

Darth Vader: Trooper, tell Miss Jamari I wish to speak with her.
Stormtrooper: Right away, Lord Vader.

Naimah: Good to see you, my Lord. I hear your trip to Aldiee went well.
Darth Vader: The Rebels were gone when we got there, their Intelligence network is getting better.
Naimah: What can I do for you?
Darth Vader: Sing.
Naimah: Yes, my Lord.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a pouch with tiny, multicolored glass beads and poured them on the floor. After that she started singing, and using the force she levitated each bead and formed patterns that swirled around her body, the glass manipulated the light and everything around her shone in bright colors forming patterns around and above her.
Darth Vader: I once saw Master Luminara Unduli, perform something similar with sand.
Naimah: I sometimes use sand, it is trickier than beads but the affect is spectacular.
Darth Vader: Did your Jedi teach you this?
Naimah: Sajm? Yes, he taught me some of it. Mostly I taught myself.
Darth Vader: Impressive. Most Padawans rely on their Masters for everything. Pah!
Naimah: It would have been nice to have Sajm around for longer. Who was your Master?
Darth Vader: Obi-Wan Kenobi.
Naimah: That’s right; I used to watch you on Holo-Net during the Clone Wars. You were the best team; I can’t believe I forgot about that.
Darth Vader: Team? Hah, he held me back. He was jealous!
Naimah: That is not how I remember it. You were “The Hero without Fear”, and he was “The Negotiator” and you worked in perfect unison.
Darth Vader: I should have worked alone…

In the Imperial Palace:

Palpatine: Our new campaign is working excellent. The Senate’s cooperation has improved by 40%, and they are oblivious to that fact.
Grand Moff Tarkin: How is it possible?
Palpatine: Never underestimate the power of subtle manipulation. By controlling the media outlets, I control the public views.
Grand Moff Tarkin: With the help of the Force.
Palpatine: Naturally.

Ojai, Rebel Base:

Jan Dodonna: I just received word from Alderaan; we successfully encrypted the information from Soraj.
Mon Mothma: I’m glad the people from Soraj didn’t die in vain.
Jan Dodonna: We have hacked in the main computer of their Navy Base, now we’ll know their every move in advance.
Mon Mothma: How long until they discover the breach in security?
Jan Dodonna: Standard Imperial procedure is to check their system every six weeks. Last check was two days ago.
Mon Mothma: Will that give us enough time to plan any major offensives?
Jan Dodonna: We are planning an attack to the Ailamaki Ocoee shipyard as we speak.

Back on Coruscant:

Palpatine: Today, the Senate will vote to increase the duration of military service of our troops. I want you to address them in Senator Kamuela’s place.
Naimah: Me? I thought I was supposed to stay in the background?
Palpatine: I want you to make a short speech, it is time.
Naimah: What should I say?
Palpatine: Here, memorize these words.
Naimah: And mimic Senator Amidala’s speaking style?
Palpatine: Precisely.

In the Senatorial rotunda:

Naimah: Honorable Senators, I have come before you at the Emperor’s request to petition for an increase in the duration of military service from our troops. These are dire times; our way of life is being challenged by terrorists. They hate our ways, because they hate stabilized and secure government. Their ways are anarchy, chaos and unrest! We must not let them destroy what we worked so hard to build. Senators, now more than ever do we need the protection of our armed forces. The sooner this war is over, the sooner we can return to peaceful existence. Please, I beg of you, do not let terrorists get an advantage over our Empire.

Later, Naimah was taking a shower in her suite.

Naimah: I feel so dirty. I cannot take this anymore. Being around Palpatine, it is like my life energy is slowly draining out of my body. Sajm, I wish you were here to guide me…

Palace of Prince Xizor; leader of Black Sun: Xizor is speaking to his trusted bodyguard; a human replica droid with great strength and creative thought

Xizor: The Emperor employed a new political strategy. Very interesting, this approach is more subtle than the iron fist of Darth Vader.
Nela: Waste of time, if you ask me. The Emperor holds all the power, why does he even bother with the Senate?
Xizor: Simple, you cannot capsize a government overnight. It would spark a revolution; bring the Rebel Alliance closer together.
Nela: It’s been over a decade since the Senate had any real power, isn’t it time to dissolve them completely?
Xizor: Patience. In the meantime, I want you to get me everything on the Emperor’s newest associate.
Nela: Already done, every record on her is wiped.
Xizor: Try harder.
Nela: Everything was wiped by the Emperor, personally. I had our best slicers check it out, he was very thorough.
Xizor: She must be more important than I thought. You’ll just have to do some old fashioned digging.
Nela: I’m already on it.
Xizor: Nela, you were worth every credit.

Two months later, Naimah is sitting on her terrace overlooking the breathtaking view of Coruscant. In a lotus position, she is trying to meditate but has a hard time focusing. A few moments later she gives up completely.

Naimah: This is absurd. I should be able to at least do some basic exercises.


Darth Vader: What is going on? I felt a disturbance in the Force.
Naimah: There is nothing, I just….I have to get away from all of this.
Darth Vader: The Emperor has left Coruscant to take care of personal business; I’m in charge of your safekeeping. You are not going anywhere.
Naimah: I wasn’t planning on running, I just need a vacation. There is too much darkness here, it is swallowing me up, I need to recharge.
Darth Vader: When the Emperor looses interest in your services he will kill you. I would advise you to start liking your new position.
Naimah: This is just temporary; he has already persuaded the Senate. Soon we’ll find out why he really wants me. I the meantime I really could use a holiday.
Darth Vader: No.
Naimah: If I wanted to escape I’d be already gone. Let me go and I’ll return before the Emperor is back. I give you my word.
Darth Vader: You have three standard weeks. Take this comlink, I expect you to report to me in 20 days. You’ll also need a blaster; I’ll have a Storm trooper bring one to you.
Naimah: Thank you, but I don't use weapons.
Darth Vader: Do you want guards?
Naimah: Just an astromech droid.

With her astromech droid R4-T9 Naimah boarded an unmarked star skiff and set course to the Outer Rim.

Naimah: I don’t know exactly where we are going R4; somewhere peaceful.
R4-T9: Beep beep.
Naimah: I hear Ayanna IV is beautiful at this time.
R4-T9: beep
Naimah: No, it’s not that far. It will only take us two standard days.
R4-T9: Be Beep. Be Beep.
Naimah: You must be wrong, there are no Hutts at Ayanna IV, it is a tourist destination famous for the Ayanna valley flower.
R4-T9: Beep beep beep.
Naimah: Slave trade? You mean because of the Twi’leks? I must see the valley flowers I need some inspiration for my mural. We’ll just have to keep away form anything suspicious.

The planet, Ayanna IV is a popular tourist destination. It is a beautiful green planet with many rivers and valleys and it is owned by a wealthy Shayndel princess. Mostly populated by humans and Twi’leks, the planet has been left alone by the Empire in exchange for heavy taxation. However, the tourist trade brings in enough credits for the Ayannans to live comfortably. The Ayanna valley flower has been an inspiration for many artists. The flower never dies; it only changes color each season. The flower is a symbol of Ayanna IV, it mirrors the Ayannans’ love of life and beauty.

At the Tansy hotel:

Naimah: I need a room for two weeks.
Twi’lek concierge: I’m sorry, we are booked. In fact, there isn’t a single room in town available because of the faire.

R4-T9: Beep Beep.
Naimah: I know, I know. Don’t worry we’ll find something.
Old woman: Excuse me, Miss? You’re looking for a room?
Naimah: For me and my R4 unit.
Old woman: Most people don’t allow droids, say it disturbs the idyll quality of this place, but I have nothing against the things.
Naimah: R4 is harmless, he won’t disturb anybody.
Old woman: Come with me, I will show you my home. By the way, my name is Sumey.
Naimah: Nice to meet you, I’m Naimah Jamari

A week later, Naimah and R4 are enjoying Ayanna IV and Naimah is letting her artistic juices flow as she explores the beautiful planet. However, Nela and Minela, Prince Xizor’s android spies are on her trail. She cannot sense them through the Force.

Unbeknown to the androids, there is another group who is starting to notice Naimah.

Bounty Hunter: You see those two that are following that R4 unit and the girl?
Smuggler: Yeah?
Bounty Hunter: I’ve seen them before on Kessel, seem to be important.
Smuggler: What’s your point?
Bounty Hunter: The girl or the R4 unit must be valuable.
Smuggler: Are you thinking what I’m thinking?
Bounty Hunter: Bring them to Nal Hutta and give them to Guba? Or bring them Jabba on Tatooine?
Smuggler: I’m not going to Tatooine; Jabba got a price on my head.

On their way to a local pub, Naimah and R4 are surrounded by two shady characters.

Naimah: Can I help you?
Smuggler: I’m counting on it, sweetheart.
Bounty Hunter: Relax, we just want to talk.

The smuggler tries to grab Naimah from behind while the bounty hunter points a blaster right between her eyes. Naimah force pushes the bounty hunter while R4 stuns the smuggler and they both start running. Moments later their pursuers start running after them. In a dead end alley, Naimah and R4 stop.

Smuggler: Enough games! Resisting is useless.
Bounty Hunter: That’s it…nice and easy.

Again, Naimah sends them flying with one swift motion of her hand but she is stopped moments later by a stun blaster that came out of nowhere. Paralyzed she is laying on the ground.

Bounty Hunter: Who did that?
Smuggler: Look! It’s your friends from before.
Bounty Hunter: They are leaving?
Smuggler: Good thinking, let’s get out of here.



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