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Fearing for Anakins life, Padmé joins his side believing she could bring him back to the good side. But will his allegiance to the Emperor destroy whatever hope she has left? AURated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Anakin Skywalker & Padmé Amidala - Chapters: 24 - Words: 56,281 - Reviews: 88 - Favs: 62 - Follows: 23 - Updated: 09-05-10 - Published: 08-08-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6217823
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Disclaimer: I dont own Star Wars, George Lucas and all the other big companies own them. Summary: Fearing for Anakins life, Padmé joins his side believing she could bring him back to the good side. But will his allegiance to the Emperor destroy whatever hope she has left? AU
Disclaimer: I dont own Star Wars, George Lucas and all the other big companies own them.
Summary: Fearing for Anakins life, Padmé joins his side believing she could bring him back to the good side. But will his allegiance to the Emperor destroy whatever hope she has left? AU
Chapter 1: Deciding Sides
Padmé ran off the platform of the ship, her arms open as she reached Anakin, wrapping her arms tightly around him. "I saw your ship," he told her. Letting her go, he kept his hands on her shoulders. "What are you doing out here?" he asked. She placed her hands on his shoulders. Both still standing on the landing platform near her ship.
"I was worried about you, Obi-Wan told me terrible things!" she exclaimed, the fear was evident in her eyes.
"What things?" he asked.
"That you turned to the Dark Side…that…you killed younglings," she replied sounding horrified as she spoke the last three words.
Anakin's face turned hard at the name of his old Master. "Obi-Wan is trying to turn you against me," he told her quietly.
"He cares about us," Padmé answered.
"Us?" he asked in almost a hiss.
"He knows. He wants to help you," she told him.
She moved her hands up and down his arms while looking up into his eyes. "Anakin…all I want is your love," she told him.
"Love won't save you Padmé only my new powers can do that," he told her.
"At what cost? You're a good person don't do this!" she insisted.
"I won't lose you the way I lost my mother. I am becoming more powerful than any Jedi has ever dreamed of, and I've done it for you…to protect you," he told her with determination in his voice.
Padmé reached up, stroking his hair gently. "Come away with me, help me raise our child. Leave everything else behind while we still can," she insisted. He shook his head a small grin appearing on his face.
"Don't you see? We don't have to run away anymore. I have brought peace to the republic. I am more powerful than the Chancellor, I can overthrow it! And together you and I will rule the galaxy! Make things we want them to be," he insisted, his smile growing as he spoke.
Backing up from him, she realized that this was not the man she had married three years ago, he had changed. She was about to argue with him on his views when she felt her child move within her. If she would object, anything could happen and she was going to do anything to keep Anakin with her even if that meant to do what would go against every one of her beliefs. "And what do you plan to do about that?" she asked, her hands on her hips and eyebrow raised.
"Plan?" he asked quizzically.
She crossed her arms over her chest. "Anakin, you must have a plan. You have to please the public, gain the favor of the people. There is more to ruling a galaxy than just sitting on a throne Anakin, you have to please the people, gain their trust in order to keep rebellions from starting," she explained. Anakin just stared at her. "If you want to please the public, gain their trust, you're going to need me," she told him. A grin reappeared on his face.
"Then join me," he told her, holding out his hand to her.
Staring at his hand, Padmé swallowed as she glanced over her shoulder back at the ship before back at Anakin's outstretched hand. Reaching out she placed her hand into his. "We must hurry, the Emperor will be expecting me to meet him on his Starship," he informed.
"Anakin what about the baby?" she asked as she followed him from the platform.
Anakin led her down the stairs towards one of the Separatists' ships. "You're right, the Emperor would take her away and try to raise her his way," he answered.
Opening the door to the ship, Padmé looked around while resting her hand on her stomach. She felt the baby flipping and kicking. "Padmé," Vader called to her. Sighing softly she followed him to the front of the ship and sat down in the available seat next to him. Vader set a course for the nearest Starship and flew off from Mustafar.
As they flew away from the volcanic planet, Padmé was resting her hand over her stomach. "Our child will have every opportunity offered to them, she'll get everything her heart desires," he told her.
"Anakin, I just care about the baby being safe not what kind of spoils he'll get," she answered.
She moved her hand over her stomach, closing her eyes as she kept up her front that she was going to follow Vader wherever he would go, going against all her beliefs. She was going as far as betraying the senate she had worked so hard to try to rebuild. Feeling movement within her womb, she moved her fingers over her stomach when her husband's mechanical hand rested over hers. Vader went back to piloting the ship while Padmé sat up straighter in her chair. "You will get the best of clothing delivered as soon as possible," he informed as his eyes continued to scan for any sign of Obi-Wan following them.
They had settled into silence when the Starship came into view. "That's it?" she asked, glancing at him.
"This will be our home," he replied as he flew up and under the ship where the landing dock was.
Standing up, Vader pulled off his robe, holding it up for her. "Put this on," he instructed. Giving him a quizzical look she stood up from her seat, slipping on the robe. Vader wrapped his arms around her disappearing waist, burying his face into her hair, making her stand completely still, her hands just resting over his. "Come, the Chancellor will be here shortly," he told her as he let her go, pulling the hood over her head. Padmé held his hand as they left the ship.
"Lord Vader, your quarters are ready my lord," Moff Tarkin informed.
"Good, any word from my Master?" Vader asked.
"He has last minute business to take care of milord and he will be here," Tarkin replied.
His eyes moved over to Padmé who was still safely hidden in the robe. "And you have brought a guest with you milord," he commented.
"My consort, she will be staying in my quarters with me," Vader replied.
Padmé did everything she could to keep herself from saying anything about her now new identity to this man. "Do you think this is wise to have that kind of company with the new Empire just getting on it's feet?" Tarkin asked.
"I believe that is my business, Tarkin, now leave and get this ship prepared for my Master's arrival," Vader ordered.
"As you wish Lord Vader," Tarkin answered bowing and letting them walk by him.
Once they were in an empty hall, Padmé ripped her hand from Vader's grasp. "How dare you Anakin!" she exclaimed angrily. Vader sighed as he stood in front of her, just staring at her. Padmé crossed her arms over her chest. "How dare you make them believe that I'm just some whore you picked up from the streets!" she hissed.
"I had to think of something Padmé, anything to keep Tarkin off my back and to keep him from getting suspicious of who you are," he answered.
"So a consort is was the only thing you could come up with?" she demanded, her eyebrow raised.
Vader sighed, shaking his head slowly. "It'll keep him from wanting to spy on you," he answered. He moved to touch her face when she backed up from him. "Come, you need rest," he told her as he led her to his quarters.
Opening the door to his room, Padmé looked around while resting her hand on her stomach. "I will have to sneak things for the baby when the Chancellor leaves," he informed. Sitting down on the bed, she removed the robe with a heavy sigh. "I am sorry for what Tarkin believes you are now, Padmé," he informed.
"I'm just tired Anakin, I just want to rest," she answered.
"Of course," he murmured.
Placing his hand on the side of her neck, he pressed his lips against her forehead. "I love you Padmé," he whispered before leaving her alone. Once he was gone, Padmé stood up from the bed and walked over to the window that was in the room. Looking out, she could see construction of the Empire's ultimate weapon. "And you and I we can rule the galaxy! Make things we want them to be!" his words echoed in her head. Her lower lip trembled as she lowered her head and let out a small sob as every single emotion she had been holding back all day hit her like a speeder. Pressing her hand against her forehead she began to cry softly while her other hand stayed over her unborn child.
Vader walked onto the bridge, all of the soldiers glancing up as he walked by them. He found his Master standing at the window speaking with Tarkin. "Welcome Master," he greeted bowing to him.
"Thank you Lord Vader, it seems everything is right on schedule," Sidious commented as he looked back out the window.
Vader stood beside him as he looked out at the construction of the Death Star. "I hear you have brought a guest with you Lord Vader, whatever happened to Senator Amidala?" Sidious asked curiously. Vader's eyes narrowed at Tarkin.
"She had betrayed me my Master, she and Kenobi have been having an affair this whole time," he answered, letting all the hate roll off him.
"She was never to be trusted to begin with Lord Vader, is she dealt with for her betrayal?" Sidious asked.
"I dealt with her myself, she is dead," Vader replied.
Sidious nodded, a grin appearing on his face as they continued to stand in front of the window, watching their ultimate weapon's creation. "What a waste of time and power. An even bigger machine just to do jobs I can ultimately do myself with an army," Vader thought to himself. His eyes glanced over at the doors he had just walked through. "I will speak with Padmé about it later, maybe she will have an idea of what she feels would make this abomination useful," he added to his thoughts.
"Is your guest staying long Lord Vader?" Sidious asked.
"She is very useful to me, I believe she will stay around for awhile. My own personal servant. I am having clothing and other belongings she will need brought to the ship to keep her from leaving. Don't worry Master I have her completely under my control," Vader explained.
"Be sure she isn't a traitor, Lord Vader, don't let lust cloud your mind and prevent you from continuing with our cause," Sidious instructed.
"She won't be in the way Master, I assure you. She is just to keep me company when it is needed," he replied simply.
Vader could see Tarkin's snaky eyes watching him, making him want to reach over and rip the man's head off his shoulders. Locking his jaw, he let out a deep breath. "You say you killed Senator Amidala, what about Master Kenobi?" Sidious asked.
"He couldn't bring himself to fight me, he fled like the coward he truly is.," Vader replied.
The grin on the Sith Lord's face grew. "And what of the senator's death?" he asked.
"It was painful and torturous to her very last breath," Vader replied.
"And what of the child?" he asked.
Vader was silent. "As part of her torture, I crushed the child into nothing while she was still alive. After the child's death, the senator ended up into a lake of lava," he explained.
"And you got your revenge, very good Lord Vader," Sidious answered.
Vader crossed his arms over his chest as he continued to stare out at the window, wondering of how he and Padmé would overthrow the Emperor and create their own Empire.
After the Emperor left to return to Coruscant, Vader walked into his quarters to find Padmé lying on top of the blankets, one arm was tucked under her head while her other arm was lying across her stomach. Walking over, he stroked her loose brown curls softly. Leaning forward, he rested his forehead against the side of her head. "I love you," he whispered gently. He lied down beside her, nuzzling her neck gently before falling asleep with her wrapped up in his arms.