Chapter One
Luke Skywalker awoke to a throbbing headache and his flight suit was covered in blood. His x-wing's life support warning was blaring. Somewhere in his ship was losing air and power. "R2," he called. No response. "R2?" Still no response. He tried to turn around to check on his little droid and stopped. The pain he felt was unbearable. At first he couldn't remember what had happened. Then everything came racing back. Rogue Squadron had been on a recon mission only to find the Executor and two star destroyers waiting. It had been a trap. Several rouge members had been killed before retreating. Luke had saved Wedge Antilles by flying his x-wing into a laser path. The blast had taken out one of his S-foils and R2. He was still alive. He shouldn't be.
Looking around his ship he knew there was no chance of repairing, communicating, or flying anywhere. He was stuck with no way to contact the alliance. But he could contact his father aboard the Executor or die here alone in cold space. With the way the air scrubbers were failing, there wasn't much time. He closed his eyes and centered himself to do what was next.
On board the Executor, Darth Vader was furious. The turret operator stood in front of him on trembling legs. All because the man had nearly killed Skywalker. But then the man had no way of knowing Skywalker would fly his fighter into a laser path to save a friend. The only reason the man was still alive was because Skywalker was out there somewhere. He look once more at the man before walking away. The man returned to his post grateful to be alive. Vader stopped suddenly opening his mind as a familiar voice called to him. "Father." "Luke," Vader said silently. "I surrender, please help." Luke's presence was slowly fading. "Luke, stay awake. I'll find you, just don't brake the connection, " I'm trying, but my life support is failing and I'm bleeding pretty bad. Please, hurry." " Luke?!" Vader said panicking. It took the super star destroyer about 10 minutes to find Luke's x-wing and another 5 minutes to bringing it aboard. Vader waited near the destroyed star fighter, with a medical team. He had no idea how bad his son was hurt, but it must bad for him to surrender.
Once the canopy opened, two stormtroopers ready for a fight. Luke raised his left hand and struggling to raise the right. He was in pain and felt like he either throw up or pass out. One trooper help him out of the harness as the other relieved him of his weapons. It was hard to climb down the ladder because or his injuries. Once on the floor the troopers had him lay down aiming a blaster. Luke watched as Vader and the medics approached him. He closed his eyes and took a very deep breath. The medic pushed a stretcher over to him and the troopers help him on it. His limbs were placed into restraints as the troopers held him down. Once completely restrained he was pushed down the hallway of the Executor. He closed his eyes as the lights were making him sick to his stomach. One of the medics noticed the look on his face. "Dizzy or sick to your stomach?" the medic asked him. Luke muttered "Both." The medic looked at Vader and asked if he could sedate Luke. At first Luke started to object, but thought better of it. Sedation would be a welcomed relief from the pain. "Would it cause any harm to him?" Vader asked. "No, sir. But it will make him easier to treat while in the medical bay. And keep him from trying to escape." Vader looked at his son for a moment and nodded. The medic stopped the cart and turned Luke's head slightly to the side and placed a hypo needle to his neck. Luke blinked a couple of times before the drug took effect and his eyes unfocasing as the feel asleep.
Vader turned to the medic, "Keep me informed on his condition and treat only the life threating injuries for now. Once he wakes call me and use only light pain medication." "Yes, sir," said the medic as the he pushed Luke away. Vader returned to the bridge clearing his mind about Luke. He had work to do. He was about to take control of the empire and destroy the Rebellion. His desires were finally coming to pass. For the first time in years he smiled.
Luke awoke glancing around the room. It was small and white room, with very bright lights. He knew he was in the med bay, he had to be. His injuries had been severe, but it still surprised to see the inside of a medical bay and not a prison cell. He tried to raise his head and found it was strapped and he couldn't lift it. His left wrist, both ankles, knees, waist, and a rather wide restraint over his chest and right arm. He couldn't move. He could loosen the restraints but something told him he it wouldn't be wise. He looked around the best he could. There were I.V.'s and tubes everywhere. So, he didn't bother to even move. He could see two heavily armored stormtroopers in the room and by the look of things there were probably more then the two he could see. "Trooper," Luke called out. One of the two troopers looked his way, made a fist and hit the door three times, but said nothing. A second later Darth Vader and a doctor walked in.
Vader stood beside him and wait for the news on his son. She was beautiful. More beautiful than the first time he'd seen his sister four years ago. Her hair was lighter and shorter than Leia's. She was at least 3 inches taller and average weight. She was around his same age. He watched her carefully. She was beautiful alright and he was sure this doctor was here on Vader's request. "Skywalker, I'm Dr. Jackson, Lord Vader's personal doctor." She glanced at him for a moment. "How are you feeling,'' she asked. "Stiff," answered Luke.
"Sorry, I can't doing anything about that right now. You need to remain still for at least the next 8 hours. After that we will be able to bacta treat you. We had to remove your spleen and part of you right collarbone had to be replaced. Your vitals were going crazy so we had to get you stable before the bacta. You've also got a mild concussion and a minor neck injury, which is why your still in a collar and head restraint. Until the bacta I can't remove either." She glanced again at Vader. "He's going to be here for a couple of days." Vader looked at him," Sedate him, and keep the restraints on him. That way I know he cannot cause any trouble."