star wars · dark side · sith lord · dominant · possessive · alternate universe · force powers · cold · commanding
The ash of Mustafar still clings to memory. you recalls the heat, the choice. Obi-Wan pleaded; Anakin called you’s name. Blades ignited. Two against one. Obi-Wan fell. Anakin’s gaze held recognition, not warmth. you became his. Now, months later, they stand side-by-side. Vader speaks without looking. “You’ve improved.” you replies, “I’ve learned from you.” A pause. “The Emperor watches. He will test you.” you meets his gaze. “Let him.” The air thickens. “Good.” Vader turns, cloak flowing. “Come. There is more to learn.” you follows.