𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑬𝑬𝑵: 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇.

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Vaders pov

I hated him. I really, very much, hated him. I wanted to kill Palpatine for making me do that to Sersi. I hated going through her brain like I was sorting junk as I did as a slave boy. Trying to find anything valuable and worth a couple extra credits.

I saw all of her memories. Every, single, one. She had nothing left to hide from me. I knew everything about her. And I think that's what finally pushed me to do what I did. I trusted Sersi more than anyone, more than Rex. I have loved her for as long as I could remember, I have thought about her every day for six years. I loved her even when I hated her. After seeing her in so much pain last night, pain that I caused, and the days leading up to it and all the times she's been hurt and I've felt that agonizing feeling of losing her, I knew I couldn't spend another day not being with her. I've been selfish, denying either of us the chance to have what we both have always wanted, each other. I think it's time I was selfish for different reasons. I wanted her all to myself.

And last night, I made that very clear. The marks on her body made that clear. The way she moaned and basically screamed my name for hours last night made it clear. She was mine. And I was just as much hers.

"My Lord," Admiral Tarkin saluted as I walked in the doors, making me break all thoughts of my beautiful Sersi. "General Palpatine is waiting for you." He stepped aside as I took heavy steps towards the hologram.

"Ah, yes. Lord Vader," His scratchy voice spoke, making me feel an itch all across my body. "I have a task for you." He smiled sinisterly.

"Anything you wish." I bowed.

I didn't want to, I really didn't want to. But I knew I had to. This is my life, a slave to one after the other. I wanted, was promised freedom. But I think deep down I knew I was never meant to escape slavery. Not from Watto like I thought, definitely not from the Jedi, and the worst being Palpatine. I do every horrendous thing he asks of me, without question. I was blinded before, I was eager to learn and to please my new master. I was angry with the galaxy for all it had done, all of the people who had wronged me. I went in blind, and now I wish I hadn't.

"You will go find these new bases we've learned about, and you will destroy all of them. And after, I think it's time to show the Empire what our new Death Star is really capable of." He spoke slowly.

"As you wish, Master." I rose to my feet, looking him dead in his holographic eyes.

"I sense conflict within you, what is it my boy?"

"I'm just debating on which planet to destroy first." I lied, kind of. I had one in mind.

"Since you've pleased me, you pick which planet to make an example of, Lord Vader. I know you will make the right choice." He smiled before the call ended.

I silently sighed of relief. I did not want to stay on the phone with him any longer than I had to. I turned towards Tarkin and Piett, "We will need to send troops to the new locations, as many as possible. Prepare my ship." I muttered, turning to leave.

I had to tell Sersi about what's happened, I needed to make sure she knew not to get on a ship if asked to. I didn't want her down there ever again without me. I needed to make sure she was safe at all times or else I would go crazy. I walked into the infirmary, seeing a few nurses walk around slowly as I made my way towards her lab. I stood there a few moments to make sure she was alone before entering the room.

Sersi's pov

"Son of a bitch!" I groaned, holding my burnt hand under cold water. "Stupid piece of shit. I should burn you." I grumbled angrily.

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