Vader's second chance

Chapter 1

It has been a few days since Vader has learned some of the specifics of his predicament, namely being in the wrong timeline. He decided that as soon as the Naboo crisis was over he'll go to Malachor to investigate.

In his free time he looked more in depth into his armour in order to make sure it had been repaired properly, and discovered that it had been designed to amplify electrical conductivity. Vader cursed Palpatine and his manipulations, and went about designing armour that won't aid in his demise. He built a fully functional protocol droid that spoke 6 million languages at the age of twelve, so this wasn't too difficult a task. He decided to base the design off of Darth Bane's own armour. It was an impressive feat by all means. In his time, the armour would have been advanced. In the past, it was almost impossible. However he would have to wait to build and wear the armour till he was on Coruscant. Naboo didn't have the technological or medical equipment required for the replacement.

While he is helping around Theed, Vader is called into the Royal House, and this is when the "Queen" asks a question that Vader dreads to answer. "What exactly are you?"

Vader hesitates. "What do you mean, your majesty?"

"You are not a Jedi. You stormed in here demanding your weapon, actions not associated with the Jedi. But you also carry a lightsaber and use the force while aiding my people. So what are you, Darth Vader?"

Truth be told, he does not fully know the answer himself. Call him stubborn but he still feels resentment for the Jedi and their ways. However his hatred has diminished as he began to think of it as simply how they were raised. So he simply tells them the truth. "...I'm not quite sure anymore. I disagree with the Jedi ways but I can't truly bring myself to hate them. However a simple term to use would be, Sith. I am a Sith Lord."

"...and what pray tell, is a Sith Lord?" Everyone in the room subtly leans forward, curious.

"For a long time, Sith were called the antithesis of the Jedi. Evil."

"I see. And you?

'Perhaps I can make a difference here.' "I hope to change that definition. I want to make the Sith different from the Jedi, but the same. To help force users to use their passion to drive them to protect what they love."

"... I would do whatever it takes to protect my people. Your Sith sound the same. As long as you pose no threat to my people, Lord Vader, you and your Sith may find peace on Naboo."

"That sentiment means a great deal, your highness."
"As does your help. But there is dire news. The reason I ask this is because we have lost communication with Senator Palpatine some time ago and I wish to trust you. We suspect the Trade Federation may be preparing for invasion."

Vader hums to himself. He'd expected this to happen soon. As a padawan he was naturally curious about the circumstances that lead to Qui-gon and Obi-wan finding him. "Then perhaps it is best to flee the planet."

"I will not abandon my people."

"I never said you were. It will simply be easier to aid them when you are not a captive."

That's when captain Panaka, the queen's loyal protector, speaks up. "It's best we leave as soon as possible, before their army arrives."

Vader shakes his head. "No, they'll expect something like that. Well wait for them to be at the door. We let them take us. The Federation is full of greedy cheapskate's, so their droids will be an insult to engineering, along with their programming. They'll be stupid. They'll escort us outside, at which point I shall ambush the droids, along with the Jedi ambassadors." The Queen shows visible confusion at this statement.