Brief reminder; Vader has never had romantic feelings before, so what he is experience is foreign and just plain confusing to him. Keep that in mind when reading his POV so you're not confused.
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Chapter 4: Which is it
'Unwanted Emotions'

Vader's POV

After I told the Emperor that the Tie-Fighters were well done, he has requested that I have hundreds completed. He wants the clones to have the best upgrades while they're fighting in this war. He assumes that the more advanced material we have, will bring us closer to the end of this war with a victory.

I, on the other hand, believe this war can go on for years no matter what we have. No matter how many rebels I take out, there's a always thousands or more left. People consistently join in this cause against the Empire, and they'll continue to join on a daily basis. There are billions, if not trillions of life forms in this galaxy; it's a never ending rebel supply.

I already spoke to Adam about getting more of his shitty weapons, not that I have the slightest bit of confidence in him. But he's not my problem if he fails, he's Tarkin's, since he is the one that is up his ass all the time. I wouldn't be surprised if they were literally up each other's asses.

Now I was on my way to tell that gorgeous back-talking mechanic that once she's finished with the ones in the hangar, I will be giving her more to do. Which I'm sure she can handle alone, since her thoughts are what told me that she'd rather work alone in the first place. Which I accommodated, she's usually supposed to have about two or more people with her, but I moved them to a separate parts of the Death Star to fulfill her wish.

I stepped into the hangar to see (y/n) laying on the floor, with Adam laying down next her. My blood immediately boiled at the sight, "Coming from the girl who told me this morning that she prefers working alone." Adam chuckled as he stared at her while she was looking up at the ceiling in thought. I walked over and stood right in front of them as I glared down at their close proximity.

They haven't even realized I was here yet.

"I changed my mind." She scrunched her face with a laugh as she turned her head to meet his gaze.

A: She looks so perfect in this outfit. It truly shows off her wonderful curves and those shorts are amazing for easy access. I'm getting hard just looking at her.

I narrowed my eyes at him as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You're beautiful you know that?" He smiled as he tried to innocently flirt with her. But I know his real thoughts. And I'm sure if she knew them she'd be as creeped out as me, and I'm.. me, so that says something.

Y: I could tell he had a crush on me from the beginning. I was flattered, but relationships, love, all of that was the last thing I wanted. It's not just working alone that I prefer, it's being alone in general. Anytime I let someone in they leave or die. It's best not to allow attachments, I have a lesser chance of being disappointed.

My gaze shifted to the girl when I heard her thoughts. If only she knew how lonely being alone will really start to get, it becomes almost unbearable when you're stuck with nothing but your own dingy thoughts.

But her reasonings are understandable, everyone I have ever cared about has died or left me too. I'm left with no one, I've been completely alone these past three years, it's amazing that I haven't gone completely insane.

Adam started to lean close to her and I knew he was about to kiss her. And the idea of his lips on hers was enough make me want to choke him here and now, but I did my best to hold back this feeling, "Am I interrupting something?" I growled in annoyance. They both shot up quickly, but I kept my eyes narrowed at Adam who looked startled when he saw me, "Don't you have somewhere else to be?" I spat.

Adam stood up quickly as he grabbed a shirt from next to him. He took his shirt off? Why am I getting the feeling he was going to try and sleep with her right here, "Yes my Lord." My eyes never left him once while he smiled awkwardly at her before leaving the room.

A: What a cockblocker.

I guess it's because he was trying to.

Once Adam was gone, I shifted my gaze to the oblivious girl as she slowly bit into her sandwich while innocently locking her eyes with mine, "Why are you half naked?" I asked in an irritated tone as I eyed her tank top and shorts. No wonder his thoughts were so vulgar, she looked gorgeous right now, yet so simple at the same time. It was her natural beauty that made her shine. And I hated it, I didn't like the way he was looking at her or thinking about her, nor do I like how anyone else in this damn place looks at her. And I don't understand why it bothers me so much, I have never felt how I'm feeling right now and I just want it to stop. I barely even fucking know her.

"It's hot in here," She pointed up at the ceiling, "I think the vents are broken."

That's when I realized how unusually hot it was in here. I couldn't even hear the sound of the ventilation system as I usually did. I turned around and left the room without saying anything to her to see what the issue is.

I stepped into the control room and walked straight to the panel that held the switches meant for the air system. The air to the hangar was completely shut off, while the heat was turned up. I turned my gaze to the man who was standing in front of his chair with wide eyes as he looked at me, these employees aren't used to me being in here. I'm pretty sure this is only the first or second time actually.

"Why is the air to the hangar off and the heat turned to the maximum setting?" I growled as I adjusted it so she could have a proper temperature while she worked.

Then his brows furrowed, he was confused as well, "I'm not sure sir, I barely came in here for shift change."

I checked his thoughts to see that he was telling me the truth, "Very well." I spun back around towards the exit and left the room; hearing a sigh of relief come from the man when I was no longer in his presence.

I walked back into the hangar to see if she was more comfortable, the difference in the air was already showing, "There." I spoke aloud when I saw her walking towards a ship with a wrench in her hand.

My voice startled her and she jumped in surprise. She immediately dropped the tool in her hand and it landed on her foot, causing her to yell in pain while she fell to the floor.

"Damn it." She whined; taking off her shoe and sock to eye the wound, her two end toes had already started to turn purple.

Y: This guy needs a bell or something.

I held back a laugh at her ridiculous thoughts and knelt down next to her so I could examine her foot, "It's not that bad." I picked it up and held it in my grasp. I took a sharp inhale from the feeling of my skin touching hers for the first time. The nerves in my hands were tingling from the contact and I nervously swallowed due to this unusual feeling as I attempted to keep my unwanted emotions in check.

"I could have lost my toes!" She complained dramatically. She definitely wouldn't have lost her toes, the wrench wasn't even close to being heavy enough.

"Stop being a cry baby." I rolled my eyes to show I was annoyed, but in reality, she was entertaining me. I didn't even hesitate to place my other palm on her injury to heal it for her. I could feel the fascination coming from her as she watched me with wide eyes.

As soon as I was done, I set her foot down gently, and reluctantly removed my touch from her,"Thank you." My nerves were screaming at me for more contact and I stood up quickly, balling my hands into fists painfully to make the feeling go away.

"Don't thank me just finish your job" I snapped without thinking, my repressed emotions were trying to come out, but it was only my anger I allowed to show, "Force knows you would have tried to bed ridden yourself if I didn't fix it." I rolled his eyes and turned around to leave the room, "I want a report at the end of the day of what you've completed." I rushed out of the hangar and breathed out a sigh of relief as soon as the door closed behind me. I never even told her what I originally wanted to, I can't even seem to remember what it was. All that clouded my mind was her and everything that just happened.

Why does she make me feel a certain type of way whenever I'm around her? I barely even know her.

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I drank a little too much this time and slowly walked over to the couch to lay down. I took off my shirt since my body already felt like it was on fire from the alcohol coursing through my veins, and tossed over to my chair.

I decide to drink over half a bottle after getting a call from the Emperor, he needs me to go to Byss to see him. Which is the last thing I ever want to do. Every time I go there, he's usually upset about something and I become subject to his torture, whether it was my fault or not, and then he sends me off on suicide missions; for his own personal enjoyment.

One of these days I won't make it back alive and it'll be the best damn day of my life.

I sighed as laid on the couch while placing my arm over my head to block out the light. I was trying to think of anything I could have possibly done wrong, but I was coming up blank. I've been minding my own business these past few weeks I haven't seen him, so whatever this is, most likely has nothing to do with me. Or he's just bored, who knows.

I was about to flick off my light and spend the night in here instead of my quarters when there was a light knock on my door. Without opening my eyes or lifting my arm, I used the force to open it for her.

"Um I have the report." I heard her soft voice fill the room and it blanketed over me with a calming affect.

"Set it there." I used my other hand to point over towards my holographic table. I heard her footsteps as she obliged to my request. I opened my eyes and watched her as she did this, she walked so elegantly, I don't even think she tries to be as beautiful as she is; she just is.

She turned to leave and without even thinking about it, I closed the door to block her path. A part of me just didn't want her to leave.. her presence was soothing. I'm also drunk and not thinking clearly, so I blaming the alcohol.

She turned to face me and her (y/e/c) eyes met mine with a look of confusion, "Is there something else?" She asked and I could sense nervousness in her tone.

Well, now I have to think of something to say, "I will be leaving tomorrow for the day, make sure to take your report to Captain Piett instead." I spoke in a commanding tone, to hide the confusing emotions I was experiencing just by looking at her.

She nodded, "Will that be all?"

No, I want to bend you over my desk and listen to your screams.

But I also want to just kiss you gently and feel that unusual tingling sensation all over my body. The same way I felt l in the hangar when it was only my hands that held you.

Then there's the thought about killing you.

All three of these urges are equally as strong.

But there was something else I wanted to say, something that's been bothering me. So I stood up and walked towards her, "What's the deal with Adam?" I asked and it came out sounding more jealous than I intended.

Not that I am jealous, I'm not.. I'm just curious.

"You're the mind reader, you tell me." She responded and I tried not to smile. She really is something else, no one talks to me the way she does and I've been starting to enjoy it more than I should.

Besides I can't exactly read minds that well when I'm drunk, it's too much work.

I shook my head with an amused sigh, "You have a smart mouth you know that?" It's going to get her into a lot of trouble one day.

"I know, my brother always told me it's either my greatest gift or my greatest downfall." She smiled as she thought about him.

"Which is it?" I asked curiously. I happen to be leaning towards; greatest gift. It makes her unique, interesting even, but she still should watch who she uses it against.

"I don't know yet." She sighed sadly.

I didn't respond for a moment, I just studied her features. I had to hold back the urge to raise my hand and caress her cheeks. I wanted to comfort her because I knew her pain, but I know I shouldn't be allowing myself to feel this way.

I turned away from her and sat back on my couch , "You never answered my first question." I stated as as I took another drink of my alcohol, I needed more.. this whole situation has me conflicted and it's giving me a mind splitting headache.

Maybe I should just kill her and end the confusion, but at the same time.. I really didn't want to. Which was new for me, I never minded killing anyone. But I had this feeling in the back of my mind that if I killed her, I'd regret it.

"There is no deal, we're just friends."

I snorted as I remembered his provocative thoughts, "Does he know that?"

"Why does it matter?" She narrowed her eyes at me, she's just getting bolder by the second.

I was a little taken back by her question and I came up with the most bullshit response I could come up with, "I don't need you or him getting in a pointless relationship, I have a galaxy to run. And I would prefer you two to not distract each other when I want shit done." That sounded rather convincing, but it's also true, on Adam's part. That fucking idiot needs to get pussy off of his mind, especially hers, before I throw him into space.

"That won't be a problem." She assured me nervously.

I felt a little bad for making her scared again. I eyed her figure and there was nearly two of her, I drank a little more than I should have. But now all my thoughts were clouded with the thought of her against my wall.

But I can't have that, I can't have her. I would become her end, knowing me I'd end up killing her eventually, possibly on accident, "Good," I waved my hand and the door, "Get out." I looked away from her and laid back down on the couch. I didn't really want her to leave, but I needed her too. She was unintentionally messing with my head..

She did as I said and left, I turned off the light as well so I was consumed in darkness, as I'm meant to be.

Help me please!

I snapped my eyes from the small nap I took, that sounded like her, and she sounded terrified.

I immediately felt my heart racing as I stood up from the couch and ignored the dizziness I felt. It wasn't as strong as before and with my mind occupied on her well-being, it was slowly fading.

I barged down the hallways with my chest bare since I didn't bother to take the time to put a robe on.

I reached her door and opened it to a sight that made my blood boil over with rage. The man was pressing kisses to her neck and I could see in her face that she could hardly breathe. I lifted my hand and used the force to aggressively pull him off of her, "What the fuck are you doing?" I sneered. I wanted to tear him in half with the force alone, but I didn't want her innocent eyes to see that.

"S-sor-ry." The man choked out but I didn't bother to really hear what he had to say and I threw him against the far wall.

I stepped over to him and gripped him roughly by the neck with my bare hands this time, "That is the one thing I will not tolerate." I snapped and dragged him out of the room so I could take care of him in private. A pair of clone troopers that were conveniently patrolling saw me and decided to grab him for me, "Take him to my office, I'll deal with him there." I instructed them.

"Yes sir." They trooper responded while they carried the drunken man away.

I turned and look at (y/n), to see if she was alright. She was shaking as she clutched a towel to herself to hide her nude body. I wanted to speak, to ask her if she was okay. But my hands were shaking and my anger was still consuming my body because of what I just witnessed.

I didn't want to stay any longer and accidentally hurt her with my unhinged emotions.

So, without a word, I turned away and closed the door behind me. I faced a clone who was standing by to see if I needed assistance, "Have an automatic lock placed on this door."

He nodded, "Of course sir, any others?"

I shook my head as I headed towards my office, "No, that's the only door that matters."

I stepped into my office to see the man crying on the floor as a clone stood guard over him, "Leave." I informed him and he nodded before exiting the room quickly to avoid being caught up in my wrath.

I looked down at the man, "I'm so-"

(TW: Blood)

I cut him off as I kicked him roughly in the jaw, "People like you disgust me." I grabbed by his mid-length brown hair and pulled him up to his feet, the image of his lips on her ravaged me, "You know I was thinking about getting a paint job in here, I wonder how red looks." I banged his head against the wall repeatedly until I saw blood splattering across the walls from his now cracked skull. He was whimpering, but it sounded broken and weak, "I don't really like it." I shrugged as I hit his head against the wall again and all the disgusting sounds he was making stopped.

I let go of him and his body slumped to the floor, I looked at my hand that was covered in his blood and I was visibly shaking. My torso was dripping with the red liquid as well and I called my shirt to my hand to begin cleaning myself.

I've been angry before, but this.. felt like a new level.