Saga The Dark Poison (ROTS vignette-Vader)

Title: The Dark Poison

A Vader vignette set during ROTS. Even though it's past May 30th, be warned that this contains heavy SPOILERS.

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at Star Wars fanfiction, so please be nice!

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The Dark Poison

No.

That?s impossible!. The words echoed through Vader?s head. She can?t be gone.

His master?s words at first had slammed into him with a force stronger than any physical blow he?d ever received in battle. But now they were seeping deep into his core, washing over his heart and organs with a gruesome poison that was consuming his very life-force. The pain he felt made him long to dive into the rivers of lava on Mustafar, so as to feel a lesser pain.

He had killed her.

Padmé. The only person in the galaxy who meant anything to him. The angel he?d been living for ever since he got his first glimpse of her in that shop on Tattoine was no more.

And it was his fault.

His life, his soul was gone.

The hollow clang of his boots against the metal floor resounded in the hallway. His new mechanical limbs moved without feeling, pummeling him to his final destination. As he managed a glance at his new master walking beside him, he felt a surge of hatred for the dark side of the Force rush into him. He had sold out his ideals, murdered his companions, and betrayed his best friend, all as a sacrifice to the dark side in hopes of saving his wife from death. Only now at the end did he see how foolish he?d been. And the ones who paid the price for that foolishness was his wife and child.

His child.

The anger escalated its wave and threatened to break through the barriers of his self-control. Another precious life stolen from him. No--not stolen. The pain tightened its grip on his heart as his anger turned toward himself. Never would he see his baby smile, or see him laugh, or take his first steps. And it was because of him. He had killed his only child. He didn?t deserve to know this child?s love. I am a monster, he thought. I only cause those I love to suffer.

The dark side was a cruel master, promising him life but only giving him death. And yet, there was no escaping it. He?d broken free from his childhood slavery only to find himself voluntarily locking himself in the chains of another, much more insidious master. He?d offered up his soul and it had been devoured hungrily. There was no turning back now.

The pain, that poison in his being had now completed its task. His heart was eaten away, replaced by a potent numbness which was spreading throughout what was left of his body. The ice-like darkness dulled his pain as he felt it seeping into his veins. Vader?s unfeeling fingers pushed open the door to the front of the ship, where he and Palpatine would meet Tarkin to begin plans for the construction of another mass-murdering machine.

I was right when I said I couldn?t live without her. Now, for the rest of my life, I am dead along with her.

 

I was right when I said I couldn?t live without her. Now, for the rest of my life, I am dead along with her.

Wahhh!!!

Such a wonderfully well done piece. Bravo!

 

Excellent vignette! You've done a great job with Vader's pain. The dark side being like a poison is a really good analogy. Well done!

 

That's really good.

 

Wow, that was amazing. It was beautifully written and heartbreaking at the same time. Good insight into Vader's feelings. Nice work

 

Thank you so much!! I was so nervous doing this, your comments mean a lot to me .

 

Hey, nice vignette, and I agree with your reasoning about why Vader stayed with Palps. You can see the parallels between his early life as a slave, and his allegiance to Palpatine.

He didn?t deserve to know this child?s love.

*sniff* That really hints at how much Luke is going to mean to Vader when he finally shows up.

 

Wow, this was very powerful...it really delves into Vader and how much he truly feels for Padme and hates himself for what he did...Very nicely written!

 

Still, brilliant!

 

I was right when I said I couldn?t live without her. Now, for the rest of my life, I am dead along with her.

- That last line just summed up the poignancy of Vader's entire plight. Wonderful!

 

Wonderful first story! Look forward to more.
Great job! Congratulations!

 

Kitt: Now I'm deeply honored. You're my favorite writer ever! I can't get enough of your Force Bond fics. And why Vader stayed with Palpatine was the reason I wrote this fic; that question just kept running through my mind until eventually this came out of it. Others may think he simply likes being evil, but I don't think so. Thank you for checking out my humble little fic!

ZekksGoddess: Thank you! I think it's so tragic that Vader thinks he killed Padmé.

LadyPadme: Yeah, when I heard that line in the movie, I kept thinking about how he does in a way die when she does. Glad you liked it.

Everyone else, thank you so much! You make my day!

 

That was beautifully done!

 

Thank you! I think it's so tragic that Vader thinks he killed Padmé
It truly is...I pity him so much...

 

That was amazing, really moving and i could really believe that was wat he was thinking at that point. Absolutely brilliant.

 

The dark side being like a poison is a really good analogy.

I was actually more going for the pain of learning this news itself being like a poison. The pain felt like he'd taken poison. And like a poison, it ended up consuming him inside. It was the dark side that acted like ice to soothe away that pain and try to fill up the hole that the pain had left behind. He lets the dark side numb his pain, and that's when he completely and utterly becomes Vader.

 

That was great! I loved the connection about his slavehood as a boy and how he re-created it as an adult. I think thats probably the best analogy I've heard so far as to why the heck he did such a dumb thing.

Keep writing!
Annette

 

Beautiful! That was great! Well done!

 

wow

breath-taking

 

You guys seriously don't know how much your comments mean to me. All I can say is THANK YOU!

 

That was great I loved how you killed anakin skywalker in that viggie