Vader kept himself seated in front of a burning fire, around him, many tents stood.
More than 50 slaves, all being kept on leashes by less than 5 guards, they could easily have overpowered their captors with small casualties and gained freedom.
However, seeing their feelings, he could see the truth.
They had no more hopes, they doubted if they would really succeed, they doubted their ability.
It was ironic, all the constructions, architectures and economics of these slave nations came from those that were considered garbage, however, greatness was only reached by the hard and fervent work of this so-called garbage.
And no credit was brought to them, the reward for their efforts, tears, and sweat, was repression, punishment for nothing, and bodily and psychological abuse just for the entertainment of their masters.
He saw through the bones appearing in the malnourished bodies of the weakest, and the muscles defined by the strongest, showing months, and perhaps years of hard work.
And the scars of each one of them showed the reward for their obedience.
Every time Watto forced him to work from the beginning of the dawn of the twin suns to the freezing night, for the small crumbs they struggled to get, and for the time that bastard caught his mother one night and....
His fist trembled with rage as the stones floated around him with fervor.
Suddenly a voice broke the Dark Lord's line of thought.
"My lord?? Are you alright???"
A female voice, looking to the side, he could see a slave with brown hair, and clothes, holding her hands together, tense and clearly concerned.
Suddenly the stones around the Sith all fell to the floor at the same time.
He slowly opened his hand and dispelled his aura of anger.
"No need to be concerned about me."
He rose from his log by the fire and turned to the ex-slave.
"Give me status about the others."
He felt the fear in the little girl as she flinched with his movements, he only now noticed how small the likely teenager was for him, but she pulled herself together and with a forced smile looked around.
"I-if you m-mean, how the others are... They are all fine.... It's quite rare for us to gain the privilege to rest.... Then they are enjoying it...."
Looking at the same place where the little girl was with her attention turned, he could see the slaves in other regions of the small camp...
Happy, dancing, singing, and drinking with the captured supplies of the now-dead guards.
Beneath the mask without him noticing, a small smile threatened to form.
He knew what freedom felt like, the feeling of a bright future ahead.
Slowly he nodded at the girl.
"We will rest for now, let them enjoy their recently acquired freedom."
He then slowly with a wave of his hand dismissed the girl, ignoring her requests and pleas to join the festivities.
And slowly, he would sit alone again at the campfire and meditate, with all the events that have occurred, he needed to think, and plan for future confrontations with this new slave state.
She doesn't know how long she has been running, and she doesn't even care, Professor Fossil, after seeing all that, had no doubts.
He was one of the biggest threats anyone could imagine, she had to warn someone, anyone!
She was running desperately down the silver road that led to the Crystal Empire, she had to take the case to the princesses.
And if they don't believe in the dark knight who would use magic, they would just hear about the threat that a slave revolt could be.
If the princess would not hear, Shinning Armor may.
He was one of the biggest supporters of the Human Repression and one of the most feared Generals in Equestria since the Changeling conquest.
If anyone can bring down one slave revolt, it would be him.
Darth Vader had finished his meditation the afternoon of the following day when he heard a shout.
Slowly, he would rise from his lonely campfire, and look around the camp.
And I looked at a crowd of Humans surrounding something.
He slowly walked towards the crowd, which as a number of them saw him, would immediately be silenced and make way for him to pass.
And when he got to the source of all that commotion, he could notice a scene that would leave him totally disgusted.
A female Pony, with clear crying marks and with her skirt totally torn, being followed in an obvious position of something that Vader would also love to have long forgotten.
Rape.
He slowly passed his vizor over the group of men who held her, and now they were looking at him in total dread, even the man in the position who would be the first to abuse their prisoners.
The Man promptly pulled up his pants to hide his male parts and made a bow as he trembled with fear.
"M-my Lord! W-we didn't e-expected y-you woul-"
However, he failed to finish his sentence, with the lightsaber noise being ignited and in a quick movement, beheading him completely.
Everyone around flinched with the display, and those holding Pony walked away fearing for their lives.
But luckily for them, Vader turned off his weapon, put it back on his belt, and slowly looked at the group.
"You are all free, however, this doesn't mean your actions won't have consequences."
A huge silence reigned in the group, no one dared to speak at that moment, Vader slowly turned to walk back to meditate, until someone in the group shouted something that made Lord Sith stop immediately.
"That Bitch always would beat us for no reason! And she laughed while she tortured us! Night Glider does not deserve mercy!!"
He slowly looked at the fallen Pegasus, who slowly cringed at the look of the dark lord.
"We demand justice, my lord!"
"Kill her!"
"Choke her!"
"Decapitate her!"
"Make her suffer!"
"Enough"
Silence reigned again, while everyone looked at Darth Vader, who was slowly walking back to Pegasus.
"Remember that i do not tolerate anything as obscene as Rape, you are free to choose what punishment you want to her, you were the ones who suffered at her hands."
He would slowly walk away from the group, while all the angry looks appeared around her.
Slowly she would shrink more, crying in horror while all those malicious hands and smiles surrounded her with a hunger of vengeance.
In the next few hours, her horror screams would echo through the forest, while the Humans poured out all their anger and frustration at Pegasus.
The next morning, the Humans collected the tents and loot and prepared to leave.
Vader realized that if he wanted to have a chance to expand his influence, he would have to free more slaves and recruit them for his cause.
Even with a large number of loyal followers, only 10 of the 50 were good with the swords collected from the guards, and of the 10, only 4 had an able physique to endure in a long fight, he would have to change that.
But for now, he would have to leave the 'disappearance' zone of the old expedition, if the government of these pony's sent a team to search for the lost, he would be discovered.
And even though he had no worries about it, knowing that he would quickly destroy anyone who reached him, some survivor would possibly run away and report what he found.
If the leaders were wise, they would send an army to end Vader's plans, he would not take any chances with the strength of the force he had at his disposal.
Some slaves commented that in the north, there was a city that was very unstable and had a population that was abundantly sympathetic to Human Slaves.
According to them, the people of that city have all been enslaved by a tyrant a few decades previously, and even with a decent new ruler, they see her more as a puppet figure than anything.
Best of all, it was in a tundra region, making it very difficult to trade, only being capable on the city's official roads.
It was perfect.
However, he could not just waltz in and proclaim himself as the new ruler, he would have to bide his time, gather allies and supporters from the inside, and slowly manage to conquer the entire city's support, and without having to worry about future uprisings.
Slowly he looked back, at the caravan of slaves following him towards the unknown, as they marched behind him without question.
Slowly returning his gaze to the horizon, he admired the glow of that lonely sun.
That would then be his destiny.
Liberation of an entire species