I wrote some Star Wars stories. Guess who I am ? NOT George Lucas!! I'm a french girl, sorry.
Enjoy or send me to hell, but do something. !! Leave a review for exemple. That would be good
The prisoner whispers "Skywalker. Luke Skywalker is the man who destroyed the Death Star" and dies. I look at him. He has blood all over his nose. I look at him but I don't see him.
Skywalker. I haven't heard that name since... The name of my son. She died in childbirth, but our son survived, and Obi-Wan hid him from me.
A loud noise. The rebel head hit the ground.
Obi-Wan. I killed you because you took Padmé away from me. I haven't known you took my son too. You were very lucky that I didn't.
« Lord Vader ? » an interogator asked.
I still have my lightsaber in my hand. Another loud noise.
I want to be alone. I am alone. I have always been. Except with her. How long since she died ? I ask but I know the answer : twenty years, five months, three weeks and two days. All because of Obi-Wan. I only wanted to save her. I would have overthrown him and we would have ruled the galaxy, our son with us.
Our son.
I have to find him before Palpatine. I will have him as an apprentice, we will rule the galaxy, like father and son.
Her son.
I hope he will be like her. Same obstinacy, same courage, same love.
Love.
I love my son. I haven't met him but I love him. I don't know why, maybe because he is my son. I have always loved him. When she told me she was pregnunt, I loved him. She was right, It was a boy. She had a good motherly feeling. She would have been a good mother. She loved children. I wouldn't have to say that.
Will our son love me ? I hope he will. Of course he will.
I am his father after all.
« That will save us my Chosen One."