Leia is made to see her father in a new way

Vader scooped his daughter’s spent body up in his powerful, artificial arms. He carried her into the confines of his life-support pod. He settled down on the reclined seat in the center, with Leia in his lap. The pod’s uppers half descended and sealed with a hiss. The pod and the seat had been designed to fit him exactly, and the space was tight with an extra body in it, even though Leia’s body was considerably smaller than Vader’s massive frame.

“Daughter, I will show you something that has been seen by very few since I was betrayed and almost killed, other than the doctors who reassembled me.” He lifted his helmet, revealing his chalk-white, scarred, and oddly bloated face and bald scalp. He reaches out with his mind, sending her the pain he felt. Her body shuddered on his lap.

“That was when you were stolen from me. When your true mother died, because she foolishly trusted the ones who betrayed Palpatine and me. My mentor, who tried to kill me. The Jedi Council who plotted to overthrow the rightfully chosen leader.” He began to strip away the rest of his armor. Underneath, she saw the hideous, wrinkled and twisted white and red scars that covered his torso, and the seams of thick scar tissue where his cold, mechanical limbs attached to his crippled living body.

As he showed the wreck of his physical form, he also sent her impressions of the psychic pain and rage he felt when everything was taken from him.

Leia was shaken. She had never seen a naked body that was not in the prime of youth and vigor of the rebel pilots or had not been sculpted to perfection by the resources and technology available to the highest echelons of Alderaan society. The sight repulsed her, but she felt an overwhelming connection nevertheless. She felt what her father felt, and wanted to help relieve that immeasurable suffering.

She pressed her beautiful naked body against his ruined torso. She kissed his distorted face. Her tears dripped down onto it.

“The man who raised you was in league with those who did this to me. Then, he kept you from me. After everything else had been taken from me. Even my only family was stolen. They let me believe you had died with your mother. They meant to break me.” His mechano-hands stroked lightly over her body.

His sunken eyes met hers. “He fed you lies, about me and about the Empire. Indoctrinated you with poisonous, violent, radical doctrines. Sent you out on dangerous, illegal missions against the forces of order and peace, when you were little more than a child. They did not let you know of your true power — your connection to the ****.”

His words combined with his mental domination to shift Leia’s beliefs and loyalties. She knew he was her true father, not only from the genetic scan. The truth could not be concealed in the contact between their minds. That meant that Bail Organa had lied to her about being her father. What else that she believed with all her heart was also a lie?

Metallic fingers combed through her long, dark, silken hair. “I know this is a difficult time for you, my daughter,” Vader said softly in his deep, resonant voice. The voice she had felt terror at, was now a source of comfort and security for her. “You are questioning for the first time all the falsehoods you learned as a child. I will help you find the truth. I will train you to be strong in the ****, you will be my pride and my legacy.”

His fingers curled in her hair and he pulled her face to within an inch of hers. His voice grew more stern. “But first, the poison must be burned out of you. You must be emptied of lies and false pride. Reduced to nothing, so you can be rebuilt better. It will be painful, but pain is the path to greater power than you can conceive of now — the power of the Dark Side. Do you accept this path, daughter? Will you join me? Become my apprentice and aid me?”

Leia nodded. She lowered her head to kiss her father deeply.

“Very good girl,” Vader said. “Show you accept by kneeling at my feet and kissing my boots. Then I will give you a reward for your devotion.”

Leia shimmied down from Vader’s lap to her knees on the cramped floor of the pod in front of the seat. She bent down and pressed her lips to one of his heavy black boots then the other.

Vader nodded in approval, then donned his armor. He opened the pod, and led her from it. He clipped the leash back to her collar and began to walk toward the door of his quarters.

“Father,” Leia asked in a meek voice, “could I please be allowed something to cover myself in public?”

Vader’s helmeted head shook slowly back at forth. He answered, “I am proud to own such a beautiful possession as you. You should be proud to display the body that is mine.”

“Yes, Father.” She bowed her head to him.

He led her naked and barefoot out into the corridors of the **** Star.