Delusions of Grandeur

My saber was in my hands and when I landed I was swinging at his head. There was a flash of red, Vader had his saber up and my blade was locked with his. I glared him.

“Now you know,” he said matter of fact like.

“I’m going to rip out your heart and make you eat it!” I spat.

He pushed my blade down. My arms shook from the power behind it.

“No you’re not,” he told me.

I gave him a hot smile. “What makes you think that?”

He pushed a bit hard and my saber dipped low. I could feel the heat of it.

“Because you care for Anakin.”

I laughed coldly. “I think the coffee went to your head!”

“You think?” he asked and shoved his saber. I went back a few centimeters. I was about to charge again but paused.

Vader flipped his saber off. “Go ahead. Kill me,” he taunted.

“Gladly,” I spat. I took a running leap and started to swing… And froze.

Okay, I failed myself or maybe I didn’t. I don’t know. My arms were shaking with the rage. Anakin had killed me in a frenzy and here I was about to do the same thing. The world suddenly went very calm and me with it. I lowered my blade.

“See?” he said softly.

I kicked him in the face as hard as the Force let me. He went flying back and hit hard on the desk. I added a push to send him sliding over into the small table on the other side. The large coffee pot fell over, crashing in his mask. It shattered and hot coffee went everywhere.

I took a deep breath. “I hope you fry,” I said calmly.

I didn’t wait around. Turning my back I left him, running out of the office and not looking back. But not before I grabbed the holo out of the console and pocketed it.

I think Vader screamed my name.

I hoped that coffee hurt.

Maybe I should have dumped the sugar on him too.