Good ol' Papa Palpatine...

Mood: Slightly dampened anger
Music: Carry on my wayward son - Kansas

So the fight with Luke, my wonderously dark son didn't go so well. He didn't like the fact that I found his lack of evilness disturbing. And he really, and I mean REALLY didn't like the fact that I planned on going back to revive my old master.

Then again...neither did I.

Going back to the old jerk's fortress on Byss, I wondered what I was in for this time. Since I'd knocked him out, thrown him into stasis, and killed off one of his clones to try and take the Empire for myself and for my son, I figured in reviving him I was automatically guaranteed that I wouldn't be getting him on one of his "good" days...

Yeah. My ass was grass.

Not that I was afraid or anything, mind you, but hey, when more than half of you is mechanized, you start to see lightning in a whole new horrific sort of way.

To my surprise, the twisted old fool of a man welcomed me with open arms.

"So, my son...you now know the truth...that young Skywalker is not fit to assume reign."

"He is my son and my heir, master...the time wasn't right. The boy can learn."

Even though my son now wishes to kill me, I still don't take well to the thought of someone dissing him. Chalk it up to fatherly pride, I guess. I don't know...

"I can sense your pain, Lord Vader..." the old man sneered...or maybe he was sincere. Heck, everything he says sounds like he's goading me...do we have to keep pretending to be friends? Can't we go back to "something something something dark side?" "Something something something complete?" "Something something something LORD VADER?!?!?!"

To my surprise, Palpatine pulled out an elaborate chain.

"What is that, my master?"

"This belonged to my old master...Darth Plagueis. He used to wear it every day...said it was a Sith talisman. The day I overtook my master, I used this to choke the very life out of him. I keep it...to remember him by. One day, you'll find a way to overtake me...you'll have a memento too."

Huh...Palpatine was either trying to be sincere or was more senile than I thought.

"Thank you, my master. Right now, I'm content just having you back."

And I was. Truth be told, I really missed his laugh...