This is the begining of an Alternate Universe that starts out at the end of Episode 3, but with a couple of twists. After this point, I suppose you could say I'll be re-writing the Star Wars universe, but the same themes will be present.


Star Wars:
Rise of the Empire


Darth Vader watched Obi-Wan stand on the black shore,the hatred that he had for his former mentor washed over him like the lava that was beneath the droid he stood on. He snarled when Obi-Wan stood there, once again with that condecending tone of his, said, "You can't do it, Anakin. I have the high ground." Another lecture from the great Obi-Wan. Vader nearly spat at him, then with a cold voice spoke, "You underestimate my power." He summoned up the darkside of the Force to fuel his jump, to prove to Obi-Wan that he is far more supperior to him, that despite any kind of setback, he can overcome anything. He lept up onto the black shore with a lightning fast speed, his lightsaber already out and igniting, blocking the stikes that Obi-Wan made as he fell to his feet behind him. Before Obi-Wan could react, Vader thrust the blade of his lightsaber though Obi-Wan's chest, knowing he hit the lungs. Obi-Wan grunted with a surprised look on his face, knowing deep down somehow this was not the outcome he imagined, falling to his knees and then to his side a last breath comeing from his lips before his being joined with the Force. Vader looked over the corpse of his former friend, giving it a kick to see if there was any life in him, then felt that his life had gone from him. Vader nodded when suddenly he felt a dark presence enter the planet and looked up to see a Republic shuttle scream over head. His..."Master" arrived. He would give his so called master a welcome he wouldn't expect and with his newfound power.

As Vader walked over the ridge of the lava shore, he looked up to see the Naboo ship take off, knowing his wife was on it with the two droids. He would greet his master first, then search for what was his. He made it to what was remaining of the facility where the shuttle landed on an intact platform, an entourage of clones came out, soon after the newly crowned Emperor of the Galaxy. Vader marched between the line of clones, meeting Palpatine. They both stood there in the middle, Palpatine's dimnutive form seemed small but Vader was no fool. This man was powerful, but he was even more so. He would strike just as this fool trusted him, as a Sith would.

"Lord Vader, you are well. I sensed that you were in danger. I am relieved to see that you could handle yourself."

Vader nodded "Yes, master. It was no problem to me."

Palpatine nodded, satisfied with his new apprentice. He decided now, after his first real triumph as a Sith, to give him the weapon a true Sith needed. He reached into his robes and produced a black and silver lightsaber. He reached his arm out to his apprentice, handing him the lightsaber. "As a reward for your victory Lord Vader, you're new weapon."

Vader looked at the lightsaber and decided now was the time. He summoned up the darkness that was within, using his hatred, his lust for power to fuel his desire. This man lied to him. He did not have the knowledge that would save Padme...so he was expendable. He would take Palpatine's place as Emperor. He would scour the Galaxy to save Padme, and they would rule together as husband and wife. With all his strenght, his power he took the saber, threw it up and with a flourish grabbed, igniting the red blade, at the same time igniting the blue blade of his other lightsaber in case Palpatine tried to retaliate and struck the old man down, cutting him down his chest with the very weapon Palpatine game him. The old man's form crupled, and for all his talk of power, he seemed like nothing to him. Not for Darth Vader, Emperor of the Galaxy. Every single clone suddenly sprang to life as their former Emperor fell. Each one trained their weapon onto Vader but didn't Shoot. Each one was hesitant. Never did the clones dream that someone would he strong enough to strike down Palpatine. Vader looked at each one of them and lifting his saber, making his first official proclomation. "I am the new Emperor!"


Each clone looked confused under their helmets, but decided to obey. They had to. We was Emperor, and they were taught at an early age to follow the Emperor no matter who he was. And so as Vader turned and entered the shuttle, the platoon of clones following him inside. Vader sat in the chair on the ship designated as the seat for the Emperor. He sat but before he could get comfortable the two pilots of the ship were up with their blasters drawn. "I'm sorry Lord Vader, but that seat is for the Emperor." Vader snarled and lifted up igniting his red saber, cutting the pilot from mid section up. The carcass fell to the floor with a thump and Vader turned to the other pilot. "Right you are. I am the Emperor."The pilot looked at his former peer and nodded. "Yes your highness. Where to?" Vader looked at the pilot with some thought, wondering where the two droids would take Padme. He deiced that Naboo would be the first place to look. Take me to Naboo, and make a call to any local commmanders in the area to meet me there." The pilot nodded and went back to the cockpit.As the shuttle lifted off, he thought about his decsison. Vader knew that the Naboo were weak, but has fighting spirit. He wanted to crush that spirt and any resitance for his search for Padme. Then he would crush that traitorous droid with his bare hands.


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