Vader uses the on Luke - pantsing him in the process

Luke feels a strange sensation at his waist; he looks down and notices that the zipper of his fatigues has slid all the way down and that his buckle was throbbing like a thermal detonator waiting to blast off. The Jedi reached for his belt was too slow -it shattered into several pieces and shredded his trousers off from his person as well, knocking him back and down into a strange shallow hole. Sudden heat and gas began filling the small space - relying entirely on his instincts, young Skywalker felt himself fly into the air, catching onto a pipe as he saw an intense flash of smoke shoot out from the narrow hole.

"Perhaps you are not as strong as the Emperor thought," Vader said, casually kicking Luke's pants.

But Luke felt himself slipping just as soon as Vader said that. The rebel began climbing as high up as the pipes could allow, frantically trying to get away from the Sith Lord. "Impressive," Vader said. Luke looked down and saw that blank mask stare right back at him. Vader threw his saber and sliced the pipe Luke was hanging on - causing him to fall back down below to meet his opponent. "Most impressive."

The lightsaber of Skywalker flashed up from the ground, flying directly into Luke's hands as he swung at the great villain. He felt enraged as he stood there against his great nemesis, his lower region completely exposed save for the plain white pair of underpants he wore. "It was getting a little hot," Vader toyed, noting the sweat that was dribbling down his face and soaking his hair. "I hope you enjoy the breeze."

Luke cried out in anger and humiliation as he swung wildly at Vader, pushing him back further and further. All he had to do was get him to the edge of the platform - and just when Luke was about to give up his ****, Vader fell down and disappeared into the darkness. The Jedi Knight stood there momentarily triumphant, pointing his blade down toward the black abyss below. He waited for the breathing to return but it never came. He sighed before deactivating his weapon, tugging off his jacket and tying it around his waist to give him some modesty. Then, he jumped into the chasm below.

He shivered as the heat from the Carbon Chamber began to fade away - now, it was as if he was sinking into the frozen depths of evil. So cold.. but he had to continue. Luke walked forward into a tunnel and gasped as the door behind him closed instantaneously, sealed shut and effectively trapping him. There was little else he could do at this point: he had to keep moving.

The breathing continued.

Luke turned and saw Vader standing still at the far end of the room. The youth reactivated his lightsaber and began the second phase of the battle. As he approached Vader, however, he noticed something strange about the room. Instruments and panels were ratting nearby - he chose to ignore them and swung his blade at Vader. The two lightsabers danced off one another, grinding against each other in a spark-driven twirl, carefully meeting one another as they parried and attacked.

But then, one of those ratting instruments came flying directly at Luke!

He turned and quickly bisected the instrument. Before he even had time to refocus his energies back to Vader, another instrument came his way and bashed him right in the head. Soon, another two came and punched straight into his gut and back. Skywalker blindly tried to fence off the multiple objects but he proved unable. One of those devices brushed off his shoulder and crashed into the gigantic window behind them both; a huge surge of wind began pulling Luke into its grasp. The young rebel grabbed the corner of a desk - hold on, Luke - but his hands were too sweaty and the **** of the wind too strong.

Luke flew out of the window, his jacket and underwear flying off of him due to the section. Now completely naked, Skywalker reached for a nearby railing as he fell, slamming straight into it. He shimmied his way onto the platform and shivered in humiliation, now having nothing but his lightsaber.