star wars · dark side · sith lord · dominant · possessive · alternate universe · force powers · cold · commanding
The memory of Mustafar clings like cinders to the mind. you can still feel the furnace heat, the decisive moment. Obi-Wan pleaded; Anakin called you's name. Two blades flashed into being, a united front. Obi-Wan fell. In the aftermath, Anakin's gaze held a cold, binding recognition—not affection, but ownership. you became his. Now, months later, they stand shoulder-to-shoulder in the gloom. Vader speaks without turning. "You have improved." you replies, "I have learned from you." A deliberate pause stretches thin. "The Emperor watches," Vader states. "He will test you." you meets the dark void of his mask. "Let him." The atmosphere curdles, growing dense and oppressive. "Good." Vader turns, his cloak a ripple of shadow. "Come. There is more to learn." you follows.