(This chapter, and most likely the next one, is going to mostly be Anakin's POV, this part of the story is more about him than y/n. I hope that's something you're okay with ♥️)

(TW: Torture)

Anakin's/Vader's POV
"But I don't want to leave you," (y/n) gazed up at me with scared eyes, "What if he-"

I pressed my gloved finger softly to her lips to cut her off, I know what she's going to say. She's worried he'll kill me, I know he won't, but he just might bring me to the brink of death. Although, that's not something I can tell her, I need her to not worry, "I'll be okay, I promise," I cupped her face in my hands, "But I can't risk you being here while he's here. Please, I need you to go or I won't be able to focus on anything else but you."

She let out a sigh and reluctantly nodded with sad eyes, "Okay, I'll go. But if you die, I swear to the gods, I'll remarry just to spite you."

I chuckled with a small smile as I leaned my forehead against hers, "Right, like I can be replaced," I responded in my usual cocky tone as I playfully rolled my eyes. She let out a melancholic smile as I lowered my head down and brought my lips to hers. I kissed her slowly and tenderly, I'm not sure how long it will be until I get to do this again. Hopefully he doesn't stay long like Piett predicted, "Piett or I will call you to let you know when it's safe for you and Ellie to return." I informed her when I broke away from the embrace, "I love you and I'll see you soon okay?."

She nodded, "Okay and I love you too." She slowly pulled away from my hold and began to walk up the ramp of the ship where Ellie was waiting for her. Her eyes slightly red as well as she gazed on Piett who was giving her a solemn look.

He stood by my side as the ramp began to lift, the last thing we saw were the scared eyes of the women we love looking back at us, before the ramp closed fully cutting off our view.

~*~•~*~

I stood in the hangar, nervously waiting for the Emperor to step off of his ship; his ship that just happened to have arrived. It's been a few hours since the girls left, and I just talked to them about half an hour ago when they landed safely on Naboo. They'll be staying in Ellie's cabin until it is safe for their return. I feel a lot less stressed knowing she's not here, so now the only thing I'm focused on; is my own well-being.

Everyone in the hangar and I knelt down on the floor as the ramp on his ship began to descend, his dark figure came into view and his yellows immediately landed on me. He slowly walked down the ramp and to my horror; he smiled. A twisted, sadistic smile and I knew what followed. He lifted his hand and I flinched, only to be surprised when I felt his hand on my shoulder. I looked up to him with confusion, "Hello my boy, please get up and let's go to your office." He spoke soft and.. sweet. Of course, he just doesn't want an audience.

I stood up slowly and nodded, I turned to walk along his side and I side glanced Piett who was standing with a few of the Generals, Captains, and clones. His eyes held worry for me and I subtly nodded to him to let him know that I'll be okay, even though that was a lie.

We stepped into my office and I took a heavy breathe as he closed the door behind us, "I should kill you." He snarled in anger and I felt the familiar fire go through my body and I dropped down to the floor as I screamed in pain. He walked around me slowly, never lifting up his torture. Just as Ahsoka described; it's like all of your nerves on fire, "I think I just might." He stopped electrocuting me and I silently thanked the gods for this moment of relief.

But it was a small moment, then I felt it all over again, this time he held it longer than usual; until he finally stopped once more. I was panting heavily and my throat was burning from my screams. No matter how many times I go through this; this pain is not something you can get used to. In fact, it actually seems to hurt worse each time. Almost like he slowly ups the voltage just to see how much my body can take.

You're strong enough to defeat him Anakin. You don't have to suffer this way.

I heard Obi-Wan's voice in my head and I whimpered in a cry. "I'm sorry." I wasn't even sure who I was saying sorry to at this point. Sorry to Obi-Wan for killing him and being as weak as I am. Or to my Master, for killing Tarkin; although I'm not actually sorry for that, I just don't want to endure this pain any longer.

"You're sorry?" Sidious scoffed in disgust as he kicked me in the side; I groaned in pain, for an old man he sure has a good kick, "Get up." He demanded with venom in his tone and I slowly pushed myself off of the floor and stood up weakly. My body was still recovering from his lighting, so I stumbled slightly and had to grip onto the wall near me. He grabbed his lightsaber and ignited it, "I'm disappointed in you Lord Vader, it seems you need to be put in your place."

Please Anakin, don't let him do this to you.

I ignored the ignorant voice in my head and watched as my Master sliced diagonally; cutting right through my clothes and giving me a long gash across my abdomen. I let out a blood curdling scream as I fell back to the floor, my stomach was burning with unimaginable pain. Every breathe I took was causing me pain as my stomach lifted with each inhale; causing the wound to feel like it was being ripped apart.

I can't handle this. Tears spilled from my eyes as I stupidly attempted to go for my lightsaber; but it flew off of my belt and landed at the far end of the room, out of my sight, "Were you really about to pull that out on me?" He growled in rage; his voice growing louder with every word and I felt a searing pain go across my chest.

"Please stop." I begged in a sob as he brought the blade down to my cheek and burned the flesh. I have no doubt in my mind that everyone in this damn Death Star could hear the screams that were coming from me, "Just kill me." I spoke in a weak whisper, death had to have been better than this.

At least that's what I believed until (y/n)'s smile popped into my mind; it was enough to dull my pain, just a little.

No, I can't leave her. I have to live.. for her.

But unfortunately, my life wasn't in my own hands anymore and I felt his lightsaber pierce straight into my chest. Soon, everything around me plunged into darkness. The last thing I saw were his loathing eyes and the last thing I heard was the sound of my own scream.

3rd Person POV
Sidious retracted his blade from his apprentices chest, the blade that purposely missed his heart. Luckily for Vader, death is not what his Master wanted for him. Sidious knew he most likely wouldn't win this war without him, it has been Vader that kept him from watching this Empire crumble at his feet. So no, he didn't want death for his apprentice, but he did want him to suffer for his idiotic actions. He sighed as he placed his lightsaber back in his cloak, keeping his eyes on his unconscious apprentice, "For someone with your amount of strength, you really are weak." He stepped over Vader and out into the hall where he found a Captain he recognized, "Piett isn't it?" He asked in his professional voice.

Piett nodded, swallowing nervously. He knew staying around here was dangerous, but he wanted to make sure his best friend was okay. But to his horror, he heard absolutely everything. So he knew he wasn't okay, "Yes Emperor." He bowed respectfully; although it was difficult. If Piett didn't fear this man, he'd kill him himself if he could.

Sidious nodded and looked behind him to the open door, "Get that fool in there some medical attention before he dies."

~*~•~*~

Pietts POV
I paced nervously outside of his medical room; since no one was allowed in. That fucking Emperor brought him to the brink of death.

He's going to live, which is the good part, but he's not allowed anymore treatment. The Emperor forbid him from getting Bacta for the gashes along his chest and stomach; as well as the puncture wound on his chest area. And he's not allowing him to receive pain medications; so he's laying there, awake and suffering. The only job the doctors have now, is to make sure he doesn't die, but they are told to do the bare minimum.

He left not long after, but I refuse to call the girls back with Anakin in this condition. It'll give (y/n) a damn heart attack and that girl has been through enough shit lately.

I could hear his screams of pain from his room and it almost brought me to tears; it's been like this for over an hour. As his best friend, I can't let him suffer this way, no, I refuse to let him suffer this way. I'm going to have to sneak him something, I don't care if I get in trouble for it, I can't leave him this way.

I walked away and towards one of the doctors I knew from when I was with Aubra, may that bitch Rest In Peace.

"Hey Don, I was just wondering what is the strongest pain reliever that you have." I smiled up at him.

He shrugged before he replied, "I think all we have right now is some morphine."

I nodded, then what's what I need, "And where might I find that?" I asked with another innocent smile.

He chuckled, "What do you need it for? It's a very strong pain reliever." And that is exactly why I need it Don.

I sighed, "Please just tell me where it-" I was caught off my another howl of pain from my best friend, Don looked down the hall and then back to me with realization in his eyes, "Look, I'm begging you, please just tell me where it is. I promise your name will never be mentioned if anyone somehow finds out."

He shook his head with a sigh of his own, "I don't-"

"Don't make me shoot you." I cut him off bluntly as I placed my hand on my blaster and his eyes widened at my threat. He hesitantly pointed towards a supply closet, "Thank you," I nodded, "Don't tell anyone I did this or I really will shoot you." I smiled and walked past him to get to the supply room.

I shuffled through the medications to find what I needed. I also grabbed bacta cream and something that I knew would help him sleep. I stepped out of the room and was met with the same doctor I threatened. He handed me a syringe, "Don't give him more than this much," He pointed to a line on the syringe, "And please don't tell anyone I helped you if you somehow get caught." He gave looked down at me with nervous eyes.

I nodded and accepted the syringe, "Thank you and I won't." I began to walk away but turned slightly to look at him once more, "Sorry I threatened to shoot you by the way." I shrugged and hid the drugs and needle in my pocket. I walked to the door that was guarded by two clones, "Hey guys, I'm just here to check on him.. by request of the Emperor." I lied and they instantly nodded while stepping aside so I could enter. That was a lot easier than I thought it would be, I had a whole story planned out. Oh well.

I walked in to see him drenched in sweat, he was breathing heavily, and had a look of pain plastered across his features, "What the hell are you doing in here?" He snapped when his eyes open and landed on me, "No one is supposed to be in here, you can get in trouble for this."

I shrugged, "He's gone, so it should be fine." I stepped next to him and he eyed me curiously, "Besides, I come bearing gifts." I pulled the drugs from my pocket and relief washed over his features before it was replaced by concern.

He shook his head weakly, "You can't, it's forbidden."

"I don't care, I'm not leaving you here to suffer." I cleaned his arm with sanitizer and began pulling the morphine into the syringe, stopping where Don told me to, "Okay this might hurt." I began to descend the needle near his arm.

He rolled his eyes with a pain filled sigh, "Ive clearly had worse." His voice came out in a squeak as he squinted his eyes in pain. The gashes had to be extremely painful and blood was seeping through the poorly placed bandages.

I pushed the needle in and pressed morphine into his system. I watched as his erratic heart rate monitor began to slow to a much steadier pace, "I really hope this helps." I pulled the needle out, wrapped it in a paper towel, and threw it into the waste basket.

His breathing slowed and he sighed with relief, "It is," He opened his eyes to look at me, they were blood shot and his skin was deathly pale. I don't think I've ever seen him in a worse condition before, not even when he was poisoned. I'm pretty sure the only reason he's awake now is due to the excruciating pain that wasn't allowing him to sleep, "Thank you." He responded in almost a whisper as his eyes closed softly.

I placed a hand on his shoulder, "I'm going to give you something to help you sleep too." I fumbled with with the sedative in my pocket and pulled out the small container, but when I looked up, he was already peacefully asleep. I smiled slightly and placed it back in my pocket; then I pulled out the bacta cream. This will help him heal quicker, I just need to apply it quick so I don't get caught by the clones.

Anakin's/Vader's POV
I opened my eyes and found myself in a familiar setting, it was the Jedi training room. Is this a dream? "Hello there." I heard the voice of Obi-Wan and I quickly looked up to see him smiling down at me with a hand held out.

(a/n Hope you liked it!💕 and for anyone who's worried, no I won't kill Piett lol)