Star Wars: Rise of The Sith

A Long Time Ago, In An Galaxy, Far, Far, Away…

THE RISE OF THE SITH
By Kato Sai​

The Jedi have betrayed the Republic. Chancellor Palpatine in a move to secure democracy, has declared all Jedi enemies of the State. Lord Vader, the once Hero of the Clone Wars has gone to Mustafar System to end The Separatist movement once and for all…

The Jedi Fighter tore through grey clouds like an arrowhead, the smoke of the Mountains of Fire surrounding it like incense as it landed on circular landing pad. The cockpit opened with a creak, and stepping out was a titan, a figure wrapped in shadow, his hood obscuring his pale face, and only eyes like embers peering from beneath. The Dark Lord raised his right hand, a claw of metal, alloy, and circuits. He made his way to a door, where two Battle Droids stood at attention, their oval heads twitching. The door slide open, Vader entering with the head of one of the droids severed from its tan metallic shoulders, the neck dragging wires that sparked. He came to a great oval onyx table, where standing on the other end was the green faced Neimoidan Nut Gunray. Vader dropped the droid head on the table, which interrupted holograms displaying some battle between clones and droids.

“Lord Vader.. we’ve been expecting you..”

Vader’s coal like eyes fixed on the Trade Federation Leader. He had spent much of his life fighting his legions.

“Lord Sidious promised us..”

Vader drew nearer, his leather boots echoing on the pavement.

“He promised us.. peace..”

Vader paused, his face stoic and chiseled with a malice.

“Peace.. yes Viceroy, rest in peace!”

Vader reached with his mechanical hand, the Viceroy levitated to his hand as the metal fingers with bevels and bolts squeezed. The Viceroy gasped as the clawed hand closed his breath and then there was a snap. Vader released, the Viceroy rolling to the floor. Some Neimoidians with their tall crowns of black cloth watched in horror. Droids aimed and began to unleash a hail of red blaster fire, many of which suspended in air and with twist of Lord Vader’s wrist returned to those that fired, bolts landing into the chest cavity of the droids, causing magma holes and smoke that rose in puffs of black. Vader ignited his saber, the blade was blue, then it began to turn violet, as his face displayed a violence, a hatred of passion, the crystal inside bled, and now the blade was red. The Dark Lord spun the saber to deflect another volley, and cut through a droid, making it teeter and fall in twain. He leapt with both hands and stuck a Neimoidian on the head, splitting his black crown, and causing a fissure of golden orange from nose to chest. The Separatist leader screamed as he fell to the floor, his breath like vapor that made a trail and then stopped. Vader turned to the next Separatist, till at last the floor was full of the bodies of green skinned masters, and circuits of their servants.

Vader stood overseeing the carnage. His face growing paler. His rage not satiated, rather with each kill, he felt his hunger for more rancor grow.

As he deactivated his saber, a screen of red holographic images chimed as a familiar Nubian ship of Mantis design and chrome haul approached.

 

You have my attention good sir. I want to read more, more I say!

 

The Nubian ship landed. Its ramp descended and a maiden in crimson cape, hood, and dress emerged. She took light steps on to the plateform.

Vader exited the Mustafarian control room and saw the Lady in Red. His black robes caste a shadow as he drew near to her. She reached out with her porcelain shimmering hand to touch his face. She felt his cold skin and her dark brown eyes reflected the coals of his own.

“Anakin..”

Vader’s old name. Worlds knew it as the name of a General who freed many from the oppression of the Separatists. It was also the name in which he made vows before a holy man on Naboo with the woman he loved.

“I have heard terrible things..”

Vader took the hand of his love placed it against his lips, kissing it.

“What things?”

Padme looked into the fires of her husband eyes.

“That the Jedi attempted a coupe. That all Jedi are now enemies of the Republic.”

Padme’s tone was full of worry.

“What is to become of us?”

Vader smiled.

“You need not fret my love. The Chancellor has assured me I am under his protection. I have secured our safety.”

Padme sighed, her ripe belly barely hidden beneath the red robe.

“So much has changed.. including you.”

Padme face was grave as she asked,

“What has all this cost you?”

She looked into the face of her beloved which was grim.

“No more than what I already have given in those wars. They took you from me, but no more.”

Padme laid her head on the chest of her husband, hearing his breaths.

“You haven’t been the same for some time. I see it in your face, etched on your soul. But there is something else now.. I feel it.. a shadow that makes me almost faint.”

Vader placed his chin on the braided cushion of brown hair.

“My new power. I know.. I feel it too.”

Padme removed her head and looked into the eyed of her love, placing both hands on his face.

“All I want is your love.”

Vader smiled.

“You have it. You always have. Ever since you walked into my life, I have loved you. Everything I have done, has been for the love of you and our unborn child.”

Padme smiled and the two kissed. She let the shadow take her, she felt it enter in the meeting of their lips. It took her breath, and her body filled with warmth.

This passion was interrupted when another Jedi Fighter descended. A man clade in white, whose red hair and beard matched the fires about approached.

Vader removed his lips and held Padme to his chest, his mechanical hand making a fist.

“Kenobi.”

 

Dark!Padme! I like this, and how will Kenobi handle this? Does Vader still have to wear the armor we know and love?

 

I am glad you are liking it. I was inspired by concept art and that GL intended Padme to go dark. As for the armor, my intent is to make it so he doesn’t have to wear it, but he does wear it in campaigns against The Jedi, the mask being how he instills fear.

 

Well yeah, it's classic Vader!

 

I am envisioning it as it was inspired, like Shogun/ Samurai armor he wears as The Emperor’s Saber, similar to how as General Anakin he had armor similar to crusaders.

 

Nice!

 

The Jedi Master approached, his gate was heavy. Ao many friends lost, and now he was to face his greatest friend.

“Anakin, let her go!”

Vader released his grip of his wife. Padme face painted with terror.

“Kenobi.. please.. leave.”

The Jedi Master shook his head.

“I cannot.”

Vader tapped the metal pummel of his saber with his mechanical fingers.

“What do you want Obi-Wan?”

Master Kenobi drew his saber hilt from his belt and ignited the cobalt blade.

“You are under arrest. By order of the Senate.”

Vader smerked.

“The Senate? I am for The Chancellor, who is head of the Senate.”

Kenobi took a stance, his blade almost resting at his shoulder.

“The Chancellor is a traitor. And your allegiance to him, as I warned before, is dangerous.”

Vader eyes burned brighter.

“Has The Senate impeached him?”

Kenobi’s eyes widened.

“Well no.. he is a criminal Anakin!”

Vader tapped the pummel once more.

“What crimes do you speak of? He has lead us to victory in the wars against The Separatists.”

The Jedi Master composure began to break. The loss of so many Jedi, the sacking of the Temple, and the return of the Sith having taken its toll.

“He is evil Anakin! He has held on to power long beyond The Constitution. He is a Sith Lord!”

Vader let out a laugh.

“Evil? From my point of view, The Jedi are evil! I saw Master Windu act as Judge and Executioner! He and the rest of the Jedi have abandoned The Constitution in their lust for power!”

Kenobi let out a cry of exasperation.

“Then you are lost!
You have allowed this dark lord to twist your mind and now you’ve become the thing you swore to destroy!”

Vader raised his mechanical adm to meet his flesh one and cross his arms.

“You are the one who has come armed ready to arrest a friend.”

The Jedi Master felt his mind throbbing. He could feel it.. the dark side.

“You! You have joined him! I can feel it! You’ve given into the darkness!”

Vader sighed.

“Darkness? You are unstable. Lower your weapon. You need help, my friend.”

Kenobi swung his blade in a wild stroke.

“Get back! I am for The Republic! For Democracy!”

Vader leapt in front of Padme.

“He has lost his command of his senses.”

Kenobi continued to swing wildly.

Vader took the hand of Padme and pointed to control room.

“You’ll be safe in there.”

Padme kissed her love, her face dripping with tears.

The Jedi Master seeing the woman fly in red, began to charge. Vader ignited his red blade and caught his former Master’s blade.

“You will not take her from me!”

The blades hissed and crackled, the bridge of steel on rock rained upon by golden sparks.

 

The sabers crackled, the noise of which echoed in the shadow of the mountain. Kenobi kept pace, swinging his blue blade in arches. Vader parried them, as the two we led past the Control Room, on an outside terrace, where lava fell in great falls from above. Obi-Wan face was blanketed with a madness of expression, Vader tried to reason with him.

“Master, don’t do this, you are a good person.”

Kenobi shouted,

“Liar! I saw your assault on the Jedi Temple! You do not deserve to live!”

Vader blocked a strong blow which cut down into a crate. With his free hand he threw a piece into The Jedi Master he fell on his back.

Vader leapt on top of his former Master.,

“Stop this! It is not the Jedi Way!”

Kenobi kicked Vader off.

“Jedi Way?! You hypocrite! You destroyed many Jedi!”

Vader eyes burned as he smiled.

“Yes.. they all died. Every single one of them! They were no match for the power of the dark side!”

Vader leapt with both hands on his saber’s hilt, the blow rocked Kenobi and made him teeter off an edge and fall on to a piping over lava. Vader leapt into sir and landed, his boots on top pf the obsidian pipe, drawing near to Kenobi’s fingers. The Jedi Master held on with one hand. His other gripping his saber. Vader grabbed his Master’s hand with his mechanical claw. The Master Jedi winced in pain. Vader dropped him on the piping.

“Always saving your skin, and now I begin to wonder why. I should have left you for dead on Grevious’ Flagship!”

Obi-Wan shouted as he charged, Vader spun and hit him on the back of the hesd his the pummel of his saber. The Master collapsed and he fell, about to slide off into the lava oblivion below. Vader grabbed him before he fell. Deactivating is saber, he took up The Jedi with both arms and carried him to the control room.

Vader didn’t know why he didn’t have the heart to let his tutor die. Padme tended to him.

Vader tone shifted to boyish one,

“Is he alright?”

Padme checked the Jedi Master’s vitals.

“He’s breathing.”

As Padme checked his pulse, Kenobi sprang to life and grabbed Padme raising upward and holding his saber hilt, the emitter at her neck.

Vader’s face became painted with horror.

“Release her!”

Kenobi shook his head.

“You will surrender, and I will take you to be tried by the Jedi Tribunal.”

Padme face was sullen.

“Obi-Wan.. don’t do this.”

Vader tossed his saber to the ground.

“Fine! Release her! I don’t care what happens to me!”

Kenobi looked at Vader with vegenful expression.

“No.. she must stand trial too. She is guilty! You all are guolty!”

Vader lowered his hands.

“Obi-Wan.. she’s pregnant.”

Kenobi eyes swam with confusion.

“She’s.. how is that possible?!”

Vader drew a little closer.

“I am the father.”

Kenobi pointed the saber at Vader.

“You have broken the Jedi Code! You have broken every code!”

Kenobi’s saber ignited.

Kenobi thew Padme to the floor, and gripped his saber hilt with both hands, poised to strike The Senator.

“I am for Democracy! Justice! And The Jedi Way!”

Anakin pointed his left hand at Kenobi.

“No!!!!”

Bolts of blue light soared from the fingers of the Dark Lord. The gnarled energy struck the Jedi Master in the shoulder, making him fall back against a console. Vader ran towards his old Master and slugged him in the head, and began grabbling with him. The Jedi dropped his saber. And the two rolled on the ground. Kenobi crawled towards his saber, and grabbing the pummel he rolled to strike, when a red blade tore through his abdomen. Vader looked up and saw Padme holding the saber, having impaled the Jedi on it. Kenobi let out a cry as the blade was plucked from him and he fell. He laid there moaning in pain. Vader raised his Old Master up with The Force, and began to burn his body with bolts as he let out a shriek. His anger was absolute. Vader stood up, tears fell from his eyes which in his pupils steamed from fire in them.

“You were like a Father to me! I cherished our friendship above most things! Then you betray me! Threatening my love and unborn child! I curse you! I hate you!!!”

A Republic Ship had entered orbit, Corvette Class. Its eleven thrusters like great red circles, a crown protruding in atmosphere, as its thin and elongated neck pointed downward.

Vader could sense it. He took Padme’s hand.

“We have to leave! Now!”

Vader took his saber and made haste. His and his Wife’s robes flowing in the wind as they came to Nubian shuttle. The climbed the ramp and Padme primed the engines, as a shuttle came from the ship above. The Chrome Mantis ship took off and made for the skyline. The Republic shuttle landed, pouring out were men in ivory oval helms and chin guards, they held blaster and made their way to the control room. Descending the ramp was a shadow of pointy eared figure. The sound of a stuck meeting rock was heard as it drew to the felled Jedi Master. The Little Green Friend leaned over Master Kenobi.

“Alive he is.”

 

The Nubian craft soared past the Corvette class cruiser. Its chrome haul reflecting the sun like a mirror as it entered orbit and making the jump to hyperspace.

On board Padme had gone into labor. Vader held her hand, her grip made his mechanical hand twist and smoke. Her contractions were increasing.

The Chrome Vessel came oit of hyperspace, and Vader piloted to a great black tower ok the outskirts of Coruscant. The ship descendrd into the sea of traffic flying above the great skyscrapers of silver and tan and grey. The ship reached the isolation of the black tower, where the ship landed and Med droids began marching towards Padme with a hover stretcher. They lifted her gently and began to take her inside, her cries of pain broke the silence.

Vader stood over his wife, he summoned The Force to try and ease her suffering, the Shadow wrapped around The Senator from Naboo. One of the Black Droids notified The Dark Lord that the scans revealed Twins, she was carrying Twins. Vader gasped, the news made him light headed. He headed into a round room with oval black console in the center. He approached it and made a call to Palpatine’s office.

A blue and white light made the image of an elderly man in robes, his face scarred and riddled with weight of his plans.

“Lord Vader.”

Vader got on one knee.

“Master. The Separatist Leaders are dead.”

Palpatine smiled.

“You have done well.”

Vader nodded his head.

“There is a problem.. Master Yoda arrived at Mustafar. I deslt with Kenobi, but was unable to engage the Grand Master.”

Palpatine paused a moment.

“So he is still alive.. you were wise to not face the Little Green Menace. Only when your training is complete and you have mastered the dark side, will you then be invincible.”

Vader nodded.

“Yes Master.”

Palpatine looked into eyes of his Apprentice, sensing his feelings.

“There is more..”

Vader nodded.

“My wife had gone into labor. I have confirmation that she carries Twins.”

Palpatine smiled, a devilish smile.

“Good.. congratulations my Apprentice. I shall join you with my physician at the tower at once.”

Vader bowed lower.

“Thank you my Master.”

The imposing figure of The Chancellor faded away into static. Vader rose to his feet and heard the cries of his wife. Soon he would be a Vater, a father…

 

A quick little review for all three chapters at the end of the lunch break. Excellent pacing and keeping of tension between Obi-Wan and Anakin. Padme lives, hooray! You left a real cliffhanger, what happens next?

 

I look forward to your review.
I enjoyed switching the roles, Obi mad with PTSD.
Padme living was major impetus for me to write this.
What happens next, you’ll have to wait and see.

 

Vader returned to his wife, whose belly heaved like the waves bobbing in the sea. Soon he would be a father. Was he ready? He had barely been able to protect his wife from the Jedi Wrath. Now the Emperor would come to baptize the babes in Bogan.

Padme breathed heavily, she was more at ease when Ani was in the room. Though his calm face and tender look was replaced by a chiseled stone one with fires peering out at her. She still loved him, how could she not? But there was no mistaking the change that had taken place.

The Emperor’s Shuttle landed with almost no sound. Out of it filed men in black and purple robes, one was a woman with long white locks, she marched ahead. Then four red guards with visors and force pikes stepped out, making a canopy of red before The Emperor.

They entering the tower, The Physician going to Padme’s room, she took out phial and attached it to an IV.

The men in purple and black stay outside the room. The Emperor entered.

“Oh my dear Senator, what a happy occasion.”

Padme smiled.

Palpatine turned to Vader.

“You must be fufilled Lord Vader.”

Padme noticed the name.

“Vader?! Owwwww!”

 

So, Anakin's not going to kill Palpatine? BOOOOOOO!

 

Patience..

 

I will be patient.

 

Padme contractions began to increase in frequency. The Physician prepared herself, she had cushion levitating beneath Padme’s upper thighs.

“Deep breaths Milady.”

Padme began to scream.

The Emperor joined the Priests in a chant. The speech was the ancient Sith tongue.

Vader drew near to his wife. He took her hand as she screamed anew, this time The Physician said,

“The head.. keep pushing!”

Padme panted and then let out loud cry. The babe came forth from canal, the little body painted in red and the corr being cut. The child was raised in the air.

“A boy..”

The Physcian handed the child to Vader, who taking the bane in his arms trembled. He touched the face of the child as it looked at him. He then brough the boy over to Padme, who touched him and kisser his forehead.

“What shall we call him my love?”

Padme smiled, for a moment Anakin had returned, that soft voice and tears in his eyes.

“Luke.. call him Luke.”

As she spoke another contraction, this time she nearly leapt out of the bed. The Physcian worker hard, there was a problem.

“Breach! Its a breach birth! Droid, Carsanza!” [1]

The droid began to cut at tye belly with red beam, The Physician reached in and pulled the upside down baby. The child did not breath. The Physician took the babe to a table and a droid placed a tune down her mouth.

Vader walked over in a sprint after leaving Luke in Swasdling clothes in his mother’s arms.

Padme’s face was panicked as she shook Luke.

“What is wrong with my baby?!”

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[1] Carsanza is a Mid Rim Planet. I use it in place of Cesarean.

 

Okay, having Palpatine in the room is not a good idea.

 

The Physician pumped fluid out of the babe’s mouth. Vader stood beside, anxious as there was no cry. The pump made a throbbing sound as a motor made a accordion shaped sack rise and fall. After a while, there was still no breath. The Lady with long White locks removed the tube and handed the lifeless child to Vader. Who held the babe in his black cloaked arms. His eyes quaked, shaking like glass ready to break. The Physician wiped her brow, and said,
“It was a girl.”

Vader stood with the child in his arms. He began to whisper.

“No.. not again. I will not lose another!”

Tears fell down the Dark Lord’s cheeks in warm trails. Objects began to levitate, including black orb on the side table. Vader walked over to Padme who held a very drowsy Luke. Her heart heaved, as tears flooded her eyes.

Vader showed the still born daughter. Padme turned her head away, sobbing. The Sith Lord wandered into the outer room where Palpatine and the Priests stood. He pleaded, his face broken.

“Please.. save her..”

The Chancellor drew closer and held his gnarled pale fingers over the child.

“‘To cheat death, only one has achieved.’” [*]

Vader eyes pleaded.

Palpatine sighed.

“There is one chance, but it will come at a great price my friend.”

Vader held out the lifeless child.

“I will pay any price, please..”

Palpatine smiled.

“Very well. I must take her to Exegol. Only there can the ritual be preformed.”

Vader nodded.,

“I will go with you, my Master.”

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[*] Line from Revenge of the Sith that Palpatine says in his Office after Anakin pledged himself to Palpatine’s teachings.

That’s the point, keep your interested.

 

You and your evil cliffhangers! What happens? What is the price Vader pays????

 

The Imperial Shuttle flew across the shadow coverer sky. There was no light save for bolts of lightning that lit the sky in gnarled shapes.

The Ship rounded a great precipice of black rock and landed. Lord Vader descended the ramp with the lifeless Leia in his black gloved hands. The Chancellor in his black robes joined his Apprentice’s side.

“Come my friend.”

Vader followed his Master across a great bridge of black rock, great protrusions of jagger rock, like the teeth of a Sarlaac, rose all about the sides like railings, which overlapped. They reached an open mouth of a cave, Vader felt the strong aura of the dark side.

Palpatine lead the way inside, there a great stone slab in the shape of an oval levitated. There was robber figures like phantoms with blackened faces that chanted about them.

“Bring the child.”

The words of His Master made his skin chill. Something was happening, he had never felt such a vergence of dark side power.

Vader held out Leia, the Emperor taking hold of her and uttering words that seemed to make the stone slab stand still, everything stand still. All Vader could feel was the beat of his heart, which seemed to be freezing beneath an invisible ice.

Palpatine laid the babe on the black stone and chanted. He took out a dagger and cut his wrist, drops of blood falling on her forehead in six droplets, like a crimson crown. He placed his hand on the child and suddenly there was a cry, the child breathed.

Vader tried to approach, but he was frozen in place. Palpatine raised the child in a black blanket and approached.

“Your child lives, and the price is she is now.. mine..”

Vader eyes quaked in the frost.

The Emperor turned to procession of dark shadows that shouted praise to the Emperor and the child.

Vader eyes burned like coals. He had been betrayed.

 

Oh man, Palpatine is so evil!!!!

 

I wanted to build a natural animosity and antagonism between Vader and Palpatine.

I bet you want Vader to strike him down huh?

 

Oh yes, very much so. Or Padme.