Star Wars: The True Jedi
My mission was simple. Order 66 had been executed, and thus every Jedi in the what was now the Galactic empire was to be... disposed of. My target was a rogue Jedi, by the name Kento Marek. He had fled to Kashyyyk after the beginning of the Jedi Purge, and now, during the siege of Kashyyyk, seemed the best time to strike. After fighting my way through countless Wookies, I had reached my destination. The humble abode of Kento Marek.
But before my battle with the Jedi, I sensed a... disturbance, in the force. A power so great, it had to be of a Jedi Master, at the very least. Little did I know what would await me in the home of this Jedi.
Our fight was short, definitely not a battle for the ages. His house nearly destroyed, I asked Marek where his master was. He told me my mind was clouded, and that I had killed his master years ago. To my surprise, he told the truth. The true one emitting this great power was of a different... age.
As I prepared to strike down Marek, my lightsaber was taken from me. Not by a physical force, but flew out as if carried by a gentle wind. The lightsaber was taken by a boy, no more than a toddler. I gazed upon him in awe, and only two words could escape my mask...
"A son..."
"Run!" begged the nearly strangled Marek to his infant boy, but he was to nervous and confused to listen. There was only one solution. A boy of such potential could not escape. He had to come with me; to The Emperor, where we could decide what to do with him. It is a shame; the last sound the boy would ever hear from his father was his snapping neck.
No one could know of his existence outside of The Emperor and myself. I took him to Palpatine, where he revealed what the boy could offer The Galactic Empire, and what was to be done.
"This boy shows promise... but not just do to his power. This boy will be raised by you, Lord Vader, as your apprentice. But his future is what intrigues me. He will betray after he has been trained. But he will do much more. He will start an alliance, and by doing so will weed out all enemies to The Empire. Thanks to him, we will become more powerful than ever. Take him to your star ship. Tell him no one, myself included, knows of his existence. You must have an aliby to use. Tell him you intend to take over The Empire, with this boy at your side."
"As you wish; my master." But what Palpatine said next was what had truly brought my attention to this child.
"And Lord Vader; the boys blood tests held something very unusual... aside from his high mitochlorian count. It would seem that this Galen Marek is... adopted. Perhaps the son of another powerful Jedi."
"Perhaps..."
"But this must not slight you in any way. Train him as you would any other Sith, and do not show any mercy. This boy must fulfill his destiny. He must not know his name. Even the slightest hint could lead him to his true origin. Give him a new name."
"Yes, master." It was then that my life had changed. Padme... she died, but still had her children. This child, whom I had codenamed Starkiller, could have been the one. Had I not learned otherwise, this child, this Galen Marek, could have been... my son.