Mutual Interest: Lenore x Male Sith Lord Reader

Made Anew

(YN) opened his eyes quickly. The last thing he remembered before losing consciousness was Lenore.
" (YN). " The low dark voice of Emperor Palpatine said. The Sith realized he was standing in the Emperor's throne room on the second Death Star. He remembered this day. The day before it was destroyed. His master and Vader died after that day. (YN) was there, reporting to the Emperor personally like he always did after a mission. He was the Emperor's hand after all.

The Sith realized that this was not real. A vision editing a memory.  Palpatine had never used his name since giving him the title of Dark Lord of the Sith all those years ago. Plus he knew when things were a vision or a dream when he felt no pain from this affliction. " This is a vision. " (YN) said. But, no words came out. He only heard it inside his head. Something was different.
" Take off your helmet. " Palpatine ordered. " It's been so long since I've seen your face. " (YN) clenched his teeth, but felt something sharp. He took off his helmet. The Sith looked up to his master. His appearance, grotesque and dead. The Emperor's eyes were a blank white and his fingers rotting.

Palpatine stood from his throne and walked to him.
" You've become a monster, my boy. " Palpatine said. His wicked grin replaced by a deep scowl. " I hope it was worth it. " The Emperor then went back and sat at his thrown. He waved his hand and the door behind (YN) opened.
" May we never find death together. " He heard his master say behind him.

He slowly fluttered his eyes open once more. The Sith thought it could've been another vision. That was because he didn't feel his affliction eating away at his very being. Actually, he was feeling completely different. All doubts dissipated when he felt a familiar presence. " Lenore. " The Sith mumbled out weakly. (YN) felt fine but, thirsty. She was sitting on a chair right next to his bed.

The vampire girl was so focused on that hand that she was holding it took the twitch of his hand for her to notice. Her eyes widened in happiness as she pulled him into a tight embrace.
" I thought you wouldn't come back to me. " She cried. " I've been with you every time I could. " (YN) smiled and cupped her cheek with his hand. Lenore nuzzled into his hand and let him wipe the tears from her face.
" I'm here. " He said. " Thanks to you. " Lenore reluctantly moved away from him and opened the basket she brought with her. She took out a glass bottle and a wine glass.

(YN) sat up on the bed. He was never under the covers due to his armor. Lenore poured blood into a glass and handed it to him. " Now for the hardest part of being a vampire. " She said. " The first time drinking blood. " (YN) stared into his glass slowly swirled it around. He remembered the salty taste of iron plenty of times during training. Hand-to-hand combat droids can really bust you up if you set them on higher difficulties. The Sith smirked and downed the glass, surprising Lenore.
" What do you think? " She asked. (YN) shrugged. " Like a really sweet wine. " The vampire girl giggled. " It's virgin's blood. " She said. The Sith looked at the glass. " Huh. " He said to himself. she put the glass and bottle away then walked to the door. " I'll let you be alone to, adjust. " Lenore said. " Alright. " The Sith replied. She then left the room.

Meditation seemed like a good option right about now. (YN) closed his eyes and reached out. He felt the force flowing through him freely like a river, totally unlike before. The force before was like a chaotic energy field. He was only able to harness a fraction of its power. The Sith could've been able to harness more, however. But, he would have to give in to his hunger. That was a play never in the cards. (YN) got off the bed then looked into the mirror attached over his desk. " So this is what immortality looks like. " he said to himself. The Sith's skin was now a pure pale white of a vampire, veins no longer visible. His eyes now crimson red and his face no longer skeletal.

" Master, you mad old man. You've spent your whole life looking to cheat death, and I do it within a few weeks. " (YN) said to the mirror. " I now wield power you've never even imagined!" (YN) flinched at himself. " Get a hold of yourself. " He said. The Sith then took a deep breath and began to disengage his armor. He used the force to begin turning off every mechanism and setting inside. Once done, he could now take off the armor. (YN) felt no pain as he peeled off every piece and the syringes leaving his punctured flesh. " After everything was off, he watched in the mirror as his holes began to seal up and heal. (YN) chuckled to himself. He really had been made anew.