Redeemed Darth Vader Novels & Stories

They were the first members of the Stellar Rebellion, and when Daax was taken, they became my generals in the battles against my father’s empire, becoming my crew and my spies. Unfortunately, my brothers, Segundus and Tritus, in their efforts to “pacify the continent”, began targeting and slaughtering the leaders in our rebellion. After the last great purge, Segundus almost managed to eliminate them all. Of our original 52 crew members, only 11 survived.

“You can’t kill him. He’s a freak of nature. Even with all of us against him, he still defeated us.” “Yet you are still alive. Care to explain that?” Declan asks, sounding stern. He swallows, but before he can answer, his friend does so for him. “We made a deal with him. He would let us live and we would go back to being rogues. No more chasing him.” I do my best to keep my shock hidden as my heart pounds loudly in my chest. He let these guys live? Hope blooms in my heart and I want to cry tears of joy. Liam was compassionate. He gave these two men an option, and they chose to live.

It wasn't gold (the Mother), and it wasn't silver (the Guardians). It was Deep, Original Red. A message scrolled across Leo’s vision, bypassing all security. USER_ID: ARTHUR_VANCE_THORNE_001 STATUS: RE-AWAKENED. MESSAGE: "THANKS FOR THE LIFT, GRANDSON. I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR A BODY WITH THIS MUCH PROCESSING POWER."

illummino said, "Redemption scroll?, what does it do?" he asked, "Exactly what it means, it cleanses the soul of a dark creature and shows them peace, though you have only three chances to use it" aether said, "We have a plan, one that herega will not expect" illummino spoke, Jason knew straight away, "You are going to cut her connections to this realm" he said and they nodded, "Herega flaunted it in our faces without our knowledge, Marxis and derora" aether said,

"The liquidation decree has been approved. Initializing the Total System Eviction for every soul on the Mainland... starting with the Alpha." Across the vault, the silver-plated terminal began to spin, the liquid charcoal inside my father's tank turning a deep, angry red-gold as the primary servers began to draw the remaining "Void" power directly out of Dante's mechanical chest. His iron wolf-frame dropped to its knees, the metal joints emitting a shower of violet sparks as his core began to format in front of my eyes. The digital billboard on the distant shoreline didn't hit zero. It showed a single, final phrase that filled the entire horizon:

“After my first fight, I searched the ranking board, but I found no Dale Lazarus. From what I have gathered, everyone whose name isn’t on the ranking board has been defeated and is dead. Aside from you somehow looking pale, you’re still very much alive. Or perhaps you were on the list with a different name. something like a stage name, like the one The Reaper has.” “No, Dora!” Dale snaps. “I resigned.” “Is that possible? If you back out, you get the umbra card, and they kill you.” I get no response, “Dale…” “They made an exception for me, Dora… at a price.” “What price?” “Let’s focus on training.”

He responded after only a few moments of thought. “Very well, Templar. Since this was performed in error, then a slap on the wrist is appropriate. Offer me half of your forces as sacrifice, and you may leave unharmed.” “Th-that’s insane! You wanna kill half of us?” “Would you rather offer all of your forces instead?” Valos paled, then quickly relented. He immediately cut off half of his fleet, surrendered them to the Drogar, and backed away with the rest. The pirates he had sacrificed didn’t even have the time to get angry and retaliate against him. Drogar fighters and frigates blasted them with devastating bolts of energy. Their orange glow screamed towards their targets like tiny meteorite

"To celebrate her return, I will grant her the token of the Pack's highest authority!" He turned and picked up the black meteoric iron dagger from the tray—The Alpha's Token of the Blood Oath. This was the dagger. In the previous timeline, he had tried to kill Sofia with it. Now, he handed it to me. "Spirit," he looked at me deeply. "From now on, my life is yours." I took the dagger. The cold touch spread from my palm. The System notification rang in my mind: [Key Item Acquired.] [Redemption Progress: 99%...]

“And I’ve brought something you might want.” Kael spat, “You sold her once, you would sell her again.” Her father’s smile sharpened. “Not this time.” Korra stepped back, trembling. “Why are you here?” He looked at her “You were supposed to die,” he said bluntly. “The Silvercrest purge took everyone else; you survived because your mother ran.” He shook his head slowly. “You were never meant to live.” Kael lunged, but Rhyker stopped him with an arm.

His eyes flew wide with disbelief shaking through him. I went on relentlessly, “The one I loved was the boy who held my hand so tight in that orphanage, swearing he could not live without me. The boy who even took my surname, Lucian Quinn. “And he died the second year he went back to the Gill family.” Kyle’s knees buckled. He sank in front of me, clutching my sleeve with trembling hands and spoke with a breaking voice, “Nadine, stop… Please stop. I will give it all up. I will go back right now and say I don’t want the inheritance; I don’t want the Gill’s name. I’ll be Lucian again. I’ll stay Lucian… please, won’t that be enough?”