The Disgraced Jedi
By: Disgraced Angel
Disclaimer: The depressed characters in this story are all Lucas' creations. I have only just mutilated their reputations and their story to entertain my evil self. I have made no money off this, and if your rich daddy happens to be a lawyer, I tell ye now: Ye'll get not a dime from me, as I am a poor writer struggling to pay my water bill.
A/N: This is a story where Luke becomes "clinically depressed. This is, if you have an extremely dry sense of humor, parts are humors. It takes place as Jania and Jacen are seven, (I'll say seven and a half to shut them up) and little Anakin is six. It takes place in Leia's home, And I've, uh, altered things a wee bit. Yavin 4 has been destroyed, and Luke is now all alone and, yet again the one and only Jedi. The Empire Reborn is after Luke, and he goes where it is most dangerous, a place they would expect him to be, so they think he wouldn't go. Reverse physcocology. And Luke's son Ben is born a few years before expected. If you hate it when I make Luke out to be a little depressed and dysfunctional, then ya better make like a preacher and haul ass.
******************************************************* Luke stared wearily at the guarded palace his sister and brother lived in. Apart from being a place he dreaded even visiting, he really hated having to call this large estate his new home. He missed the lush earthen smell of his old Jedi academy, long gone, along with every student that had ever attended it. And he was even sadder, when he realized he would never again start another one, the pain of losing all those friends fresh on his mind. He calmed himself, and then proceeded to the door, almost floating.
It was in the dead of the night, and it was so quiet at this hour, that even the over populated Courascant was less lively than usual. The cameras didn't even sense Luke swiftly march to their door.
Knocking would be useless, Luke mused. So, he closed his aching eyes and concentrated on the doors locking mechanism. Finding the many codes, he then used the force to turn off the alarm and allow the door to be opened. The cameras finally picked up on the movement when Luke, invisible to the eye, pushed open the door and shut it as quietly as he had arrived. ******************************************************* For Leia, awaking to find a man sleeping on your couch in your supposedly heavily guarded house was extremely surprising. And when she saw Luke, deeply asleep and faced away from her on the soft black couch, she nearly had a heart attack. A yell escaped from her lips as she went to retrieve her blaster. She set it to stun, and before Luke could analyze what was happening, he was thrown into another wave of unconsciousness.
Han and his three young children came rushing out of their rooms, anxious and frightened. Well, the children anyway. Han stared at his pale wife, who was holding a blaster and slowly approaching the "Stranger." When she and Han removed the pillow guarding his careworn face, Leia gasped and dropped her blaster as she fell to her knee's beside her brother. "Han," She breathed, peering over into Luke's face. Han's eyes widened as he too fell beside his brother in-law. The children however, cared nothing about how or why Luke had come; Hell, they were just excited to see the uncle they hadn't visited with for three years. "Uncle Luke! Uncle Luke!" They screeched, piling on top of him. Han, startled out of his pondering, grabbed the three and set them a bit too roughly on the plush carpet. Confused, Jania asked, "What's wrong with uncle Luke?" They pouted at their fathers stressed out face. "He-he's fine. Just tired." Han explained, giving the stunned black clad figure a glance. Turning back to them he said sternly, "It's still very early. You three should go back to sleep." Of course, it was actually the time the children normally woke up. But Jacen took one look at his father's weary face and led his siblings back to their rooms. But not without shuffling and stomping their feet along the way.
"Leia, really, He'll be fine. As soon as he wakes up I'll call you." Han told Leia, as he gently pushed her out the door. "You're late. And today is a very important meeting. They need you." Han muttered in her ear. He never thought he would be convincing her to go to the office, but desperate times called for only the best to solve the growing Imperial threat. She nodded. "I know.but I haven't seen him.in three years. And then he turns up in the middle of the night.oh Han, what's wrong with him?" She whispered. He could only reply sadly, "It's Yavin 4. The last Academy he had. And everything he worked so hard for, and all he loved.is gone." A single, small tear formed at just the mere memory of Luke's Jedi Academy. The Empire destroyed every base he had, not yet a year ago. "Yes. You're right. I'll-I'll be off now. Apologize, you know, for stunning him for me when he wakes up." She said. Then she passionately kissed her husband goodbye, and was out the door two seconds later. *******************************************************
Luke did not want to talk to Han. He didn't even want to see Han's worried face as he tried to engage Luke in a "Friendly" chat. Which in Luke's opinion was rude. Sure, he could understand Han being scared for him, maybe even a little surprised to have seen him, but he hated it when Han was hostile towards him. In fact, he hated Han. And Leia. And possibly everything except their kids. He hoped his newly born son would be as wonderful as they were.
"Luke, just tell me what's bugging you, buddy." Han said, turning towards Luke's scowling face. Luke didn't answer the first three times, and what made Han thing he would answer the fourth? "Why are you here?" Han asked, more direct this time. He leaned forward to stare at Luke. His gaunt face was pale, and his eyes were wells of sorrow and misery. The intense blue was replaced by an old black that had no sparkle, and no light. Han shivered as he wondered if Vader's eyes had looked like that.
Luke finally turned his eyes towards Han, and addressed him coldly. "I have nowhere else to go. This is the only territory the New Republic fully controls, now. Not that Jedi's are even welcome here." He muttered. "Can I stay with you? I could help with the kids." He said, and a light, happy glow filled his eyes, for just a second. Han noticed it. His tone softened as he finished, "Han, I am the last Jedi. Again. I don't want to put any of you In danger. SO if you don't want me to stay I wont." His eyes left Hans, and resided on his fidgeting hands. Han looked around uncomfortably. Having the most wanted person in the Galaxy would certainly throw them all in danger, but Han would never turn down what he considered his best friend, besides Leia. But before he could pop that out, Luke stood up and gathered his one bag. "No. I won't stay. The kids." He said. He swallowed. "They don't want me here. They've forgotten their uncle Luke. There isn't a reason for it anymore." He mumbled. Han stared bewilderedly at him. The Children not remember Luke? He almost laughed at the thought. They were now anxiously waiting in their bedroom's for Uncle Luke to come and get them. But again, Luke spoke before Han could explain. "Here." He thrust a disk in Han's hand. "Give it to Leia. Watch it when I'm gone." He turned and marched out the door before Han could stop him. The door locked instantly, even from the inside as Han turned the door knob. Luke was gone. *******************************************************
Leia had sent people looking for Luke, and had rushed to her home as soon as Han told her about Luke walking out over the comlink. Now, as she and Han were seated in their bedroom, with door locked and shut, it was time to watch the message Luke had given them. With her Hand in Han's she pressed the holovid's on button, and watched as a projection of Luke came in front of them.
A serious Luke began with a very sad tone as he addressed his family for the last time. "I made this recording in case I wasn't welcome at your home. This is my goodbye to you two," He said in anguish. He bowed his head as Leia tightened her grasp on Han's sweaty hand. "By the time you watch this, I will have joined my father and Ben. But do not be sad Han and Leia, the galaxy is better without Jedi's. We are, after all, more trouble than were worth." He said, a very small grin coming to his face. It quickly vanished as he made a solem proclamation. "And I have one last thing to tell you." He swallowed. "Mara-Jade, my former wife, gave birth to a son before she died. His name is Ben. Please," He pleaded, pain evident in his now hoarse voice, "raise him. Leia, you are a wonderful mother. And Han, a terrific father. I will never be. I hate, with all my heart that it is this way. But." He gasped, "The dark side is growing again. I swore to Mara that I would die rather than let it consume me. And I want you to Promise that you will never ever let Ben hear my name, or know of his Jedi heritage!" Tears were now freely running down his face. "Jania, Jacen and Anakin will all be safer too if they never become Jedi." He took one last look at them, before finally saying his last words, hate oddly coursing through them. "May The legacy of the Jedi finally be over." And the recording ended.
(Okay, it's done, for know. PLEASE review my mistakes, and your compliments! Everything helps me! Even Flames! And just to entice you into reviewing and even reading my next chapter, I'll tell you this: *Hint* Luke may turn to the dark side instead of killing himself. But, you didn't hear that from ME.)
Disclaimer: The depressed characters in this story are all Lucas' creations. I have only just mutilated their reputations and their story to entertain my evil self. I have made no money off this, and if your rich daddy happens to be a lawyer, I tell ye now: Ye'll get not a dime from me, as I am a poor writer struggling to pay my water bill.
A/N: This is a story where Luke becomes "clinically depressed. This is, if you have an extremely dry sense of humor, parts are humors. It takes place as Jania and Jacen are seven, (I'll say seven and a half to shut them up) and little Anakin is six. It takes place in Leia's home, And I've, uh, altered things a wee bit. Yavin 4 has been destroyed, and Luke is now all alone and, yet again the one and only Jedi. The Empire Reborn is after Luke, and he goes where it is most dangerous, a place they would expect him to be, so they think he wouldn't go. Reverse physcocology. And Luke's son Ben is born a few years before expected. If you hate it when I make Luke out to be a little depressed and dysfunctional, then ya better make like a preacher and haul ass.
******************************************************* Luke stared wearily at the guarded palace his sister and brother lived in. Apart from being a place he dreaded even visiting, he really hated having to call this large estate his new home. He missed the lush earthen smell of his old Jedi academy, long gone, along with every student that had ever attended it. And he was even sadder, when he realized he would never again start another one, the pain of losing all those friends fresh on his mind. He calmed himself, and then proceeded to the door, almost floating.
It was in the dead of the night, and it was so quiet at this hour, that even the over populated Courascant was less lively than usual. The cameras didn't even sense Luke swiftly march to their door.
Knocking would be useless, Luke mused. So, he closed his aching eyes and concentrated on the doors locking mechanism. Finding the many codes, he then used the force to turn off the alarm and allow the door to be opened. The cameras finally picked up on the movement when Luke, invisible to the eye, pushed open the door and shut it as quietly as he had arrived. ******************************************************* For Leia, awaking to find a man sleeping on your couch in your supposedly heavily guarded house was extremely surprising. And when she saw Luke, deeply asleep and faced away from her on the soft black couch, she nearly had a heart attack. A yell escaped from her lips as she went to retrieve her blaster. She set it to stun, and before Luke could analyze what was happening, he was thrown into another wave of unconsciousness.
Han and his three young children came rushing out of their rooms, anxious and frightened. Well, the children anyway. Han stared at his pale wife, who was holding a blaster and slowly approaching the "Stranger." When she and Han removed the pillow guarding his careworn face, Leia gasped and dropped her blaster as she fell to her knee's beside her brother. "Han," She breathed, peering over into Luke's face. Han's eyes widened as he too fell beside his brother in-law. The children however, cared nothing about how or why Luke had come; Hell, they were just excited to see the uncle they hadn't visited with for three years. "Uncle Luke! Uncle Luke!" They screeched, piling on top of him. Han, startled out of his pondering, grabbed the three and set them a bit too roughly on the plush carpet. Confused, Jania asked, "What's wrong with uncle Luke?" They pouted at their fathers stressed out face. "He-he's fine. Just tired." Han explained, giving the stunned black clad figure a glance. Turning back to them he said sternly, "It's still very early. You three should go back to sleep." Of course, it was actually the time the children normally woke up. But Jacen took one look at his father's weary face and led his siblings back to their rooms. But not without shuffling and stomping their feet along the way.
"Leia, really, He'll be fine. As soon as he wakes up I'll call you." Han told Leia, as he gently pushed her out the door. "You're late. And today is a very important meeting. They need you." Han muttered in her ear. He never thought he would be convincing her to go to the office, but desperate times called for only the best to solve the growing Imperial threat. She nodded. "I know.but I haven't seen him.in three years. And then he turns up in the middle of the night.oh Han, what's wrong with him?" She whispered. He could only reply sadly, "It's Yavin 4. The last Academy he had. And everything he worked so hard for, and all he loved.is gone." A single, small tear formed at just the mere memory of Luke's Jedi Academy. The Empire destroyed every base he had, not yet a year ago. "Yes. You're right. I'll-I'll be off now. Apologize, you know, for stunning him for me when he wakes up." She said. Then she passionately kissed her husband goodbye, and was out the door two seconds later. *******************************************************
Luke did not want to talk to Han. He didn't even want to see Han's worried face as he tried to engage Luke in a "Friendly" chat. Which in Luke's opinion was rude. Sure, he could understand Han being scared for him, maybe even a little surprised to have seen him, but he hated it when Han was hostile towards him. In fact, he hated Han. And Leia. And possibly everything except their kids. He hoped his newly born son would be as wonderful as they were.
"Luke, just tell me what's bugging you, buddy." Han said, turning towards Luke's scowling face. Luke didn't answer the first three times, and what made Han thing he would answer the fourth? "Why are you here?" Han asked, more direct this time. He leaned forward to stare at Luke. His gaunt face was pale, and his eyes were wells of sorrow and misery. The intense blue was replaced by an old black that had no sparkle, and no light. Han shivered as he wondered if Vader's eyes had looked like that.
Luke finally turned his eyes towards Han, and addressed him coldly. "I have nowhere else to go. This is the only territory the New Republic fully controls, now. Not that Jedi's are even welcome here." He muttered. "Can I stay with you? I could help with the kids." He said, and a light, happy glow filled his eyes, for just a second. Han noticed it. His tone softened as he finished, "Han, I am the last Jedi. Again. I don't want to put any of you In danger. SO if you don't want me to stay I wont." His eyes left Hans, and resided on his fidgeting hands. Han looked around uncomfortably. Having the most wanted person in the Galaxy would certainly throw them all in danger, but Han would never turn down what he considered his best friend, besides Leia. But before he could pop that out, Luke stood up and gathered his one bag. "No. I won't stay. The kids." He said. He swallowed. "They don't want me here. They've forgotten their uncle Luke. There isn't a reason for it anymore." He mumbled. Han stared bewilderedly at him. The Children not remember Luke? He almost laughed at the thought. They were now anxiously waiting in their bedroom's for Uncle Luke to come and get them. But again, Luke spoke before Han could explain. "Here." He thrust a disk in Han's hand. "Give it to Leia. Watch it when I'm gone." He turned and marched out the door before Han could stop him. The door locked instantly, even from the inside as Han turned the door knob. Luke was gone. *******************************************************
Leia had sent people looking for Luke, and had rushed to her home as soon as Han told her about Luke walking out over the comlink. Now, as she and Han were seated in their bedroom, with door locked and shut, it was time to watch the message Luke had given them. With her Hand in Han's she pressed the holovid's on button, and watched as a projection of Luke came in front of them.
A serious Luke began with a very sad tone as he addressed his family for the last time. "I made this recording in case I wasn't welcome at your home. This is my goodbye to you two," He said in anguish. He bowed his head as Leia tightened her grasp on Han's sweaty hand. "By the time you watch this, I will have joined my father and Ben. But do not be sad Han and Leia, the galaxy is better without Jedi's. We are, after all, more trouble than were worth." He said, a very small grin coming to his face. It quickly vanished as he made a solem proclamation. "And I have one last thing to tell you." He swallowed. "Mara-Jade, my former wife, gave birth to a son before she died. His name is Ben. Please," He pleaded, pain evident in his now hoarse voice, "raise him. Leia, you are a wonderful mother. And Han, a terrific father. I will never be. I hate, with all my heart that it is this way. But." He gasped, "The dark side is growing again. I swore to Mara that I would die rather than let it consume me. And I want you to Promise that you will never ever let Ben hear my name, or know of his Jedi heritage!" Tears were now freely running down his face. "Jania, Jacen and Anakin will all be safer too if they never become Jedi." He took one last look at them, before finally saying his last words, hate oddly coursing through them. "May The legacy of the Jedi finally be over." And the recording ended.
(Okay, it's done, for know. PLEASE review my mistakes, and your compliments! Everything helps me! Even Flames! And just to entice you into reviewing and even reading my next chapter, I'll tell you this: *Hint* Luke may turn to the dark side instead of killing himself. But, you didn't hear that from ME.)