Far From Over
Full Summary: AU, When a suitless Darth Vader learns that his son is still alive after eight years, he is determined to tear the entire galaxy apart looking for him. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan Kenobi is struggling to hide the young boy from his father's prying eyes. But as both of them will soon learn, things don't always go as they have been planned. R&R
Author's Note: I decided to do this story after reading KittandChips stories as well as other Luke is living with Vader stories. I hope I don't steal any of the ideas that those people have used and if I did, I'm sorry. This story takes place eight years after 'Revenge of the Sith' and Vader was not burned, as the prologue will explain and this story has nothing to do with my 'Whispers of Daybreak' story. Reviews are appreciated but please no flames.
Author's Note 2: Sorry for so many author's note and I am sorry for starting so many stories but this is one of those plot bunnies that has been swimming around in my mind for months now and I finally decided to type it up.
Prologue
A Twist of Fate
The air on the volcanic planet of Mustafar was hot and stale and lava flowed past the hangar bay where a Nabooian style ship was parked. A young man with dark blonde hair and narrowed blue eyes gazed at the beautiful young woman that was standing in front of him. The woman had dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes and she was about eight months pregnant.
Voices began to sound and they came from the couple that was standing on the landing pad that lay over the river of lava. The scent of soot and ash were in the air from the charred and burnt land that lay around them.
"Anakin, there is good inside of you, don't do this," Padmé whispered, her eyes filled with tears. "All I want is your love."
"Love won't save you Padmé, only my new powers will," Anakin whispered as he gazed at her.
"Ani, don't do this," Padmé whispered again, tears coming to her eyes.
Anakin narrowed his eyes. "I, alone, have the power to save you, Padmé, I have enough power to overthrow Palpatine and we can rule the galaxy together," he said.
Padmé's eyes filled with shock. "I cannot believe what I'm hearing," she said sadly. "Obi-Wan was right, you have changed."
Anakin narrowed his eyes. "Obi-Wan?" he demanded.
"Yes, he knows, he wants to help us, Ani," Padmé whispered.
Anakin narrowed his eyes. "I don't want to hear any more about Obi-Wan," he snapped angrily.
Padmé's eyes clouded. "Ani, you're breaking my heart, you're going down a path I cannot follow," she cried sadly..
"Because of Obi-Wan?" Anakin demanded.
"Because of what you've done, of what you plan to do. Stop! Stop now! Come back…I love you!."
Anakin narrowed his eyes as anger crossed through his features as he turned his gaze to the Nabooian ship and started pacing. "LIAR!" he screeched in anger as Obi-Wan appeared on the ramp of the Nabooian ship.
"I…" Padmé began, glancing over her shoulder and looking shocked to find Obi-Wan standing there.
"You've betrayed me, you're with him, you've brought him here to kill me!" Anakin hissed, stretching out a hand.
"No…I…" Padmé began but broke off before grasping her neck as Anakin began to choke her through the Force, anger was clouding his thoughts and his common sense..
"Let her go, Anakin!" Obi-Wan shouted as he made his way down from the ramp. Anakin glared at him before letting go of Padmé and she crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
"You've turned her against me," he hissed.
"You've done that yourself," Obi-Wan replied.
"You took her away from me!" Anakin shouted.
"Your anger and lust for power have already done that," Obi-Wan shouted. "You have allowed this Dark Lord to twist your mind until now…until now you have become the very thing you swore to destroy!"
"Don't lecture me, Obi-Wan. I see through the lies of the Jedi, I do not fear the dark side as you do. I have brought peace, justice, freedom, and security to my new Empire," Anakin snapped.
Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes. "Your new Empire?" he echoed.
"Don't make me kill you!"
Obi-Wan's eyes narrowed even more. "Anakin, my allegiance is to the Republic…to democracy!" he snapped angrily.
"If you're not with me, you're my enemy," Anakin hissed angrily, pulling out his lightsaber. And Obi-Wan pulled out his lightsaber as well and his eyes were clouded with sadness.
"Only a Sith Lord deals in absolutes. I will do what I must," he said a bit sadly.
"You will try," Anakin retorted angrily.
Lord Vader, return to Coruscant immediately, Palpatine's voice sounded in Anakin's mind as he began to circle Obi-Wan who knelt down beside Padmé as if to check on her. You will have another shot but not today, I fear you are in grave danger.
Anakin scowled angrily before turning around and stalking toward the center where the Separatists were located. He glanced over his shoulder and glared at Obi-Wan before pulling out his lightsaber. "This is not over!" he shouted before he tossed it at Obi-Wan, so swiftly that it nearly hit his former master and then he turned around before stalking away fuming in anger.
~*~
The trip back to Coruscant was uneventful but it took Anakin longer to find his master than before. He couldn't find the Emperor on Coruscant so he headed toward the half-done Star Destroyer that lay in orbit around the city-planet. As he landed the shuttle, he climbed out of it before walking toward Palpatine who was waiting in the hangar bay.
"Lord Vader, welcome," Palpatine greeted him as Anakin made his way to stand beside his new master.
"Where is Padmé? Is she safe? Is she all right?" Anakin asked cautiously. He had left Padmé unconscious on Mustafar but he felt she had been still alive.
Palpatine gazed at him with narrowed yellow eyes. "It seems in your anger you killed her," he said.
"I…I couldn't have," Anakin protested. "She was alive; I felt it… I…" Anger coursed through his veins when realization hit him. He had caused Padmé to die, his betrayal had given her no reason to live. Why couldn't it have been me? He thought angrily, the power of the Force coursed through him and his anger flared outward, crushing nearly everything in the hangar bay where he was standing. "NO!" Anakin shouted, grief and anger coursing through his veins.
~*~
Darth Vader sat up sharply as the dark memories continued to course through his mind. His beloved wife was dead, he had killed her but…I couldn't have, she was alive when I left Mustafar, he thought silently as he leaned back on his bed, his cold-blue eyes were narrowed slightly.
He shook his head again before he got to his feet and walked toward the window of his castle's bedroom. It was still late at night but the lights for Coruscant's higher levels illuminated the light and made night seem more like day.
These dreams have been haunting me since that night on Mustafar eight years ago, Vader thought crossing his arms over his chest and continuing to gaze out of his castle's window.
He shook his head to clear it before walking back to his bed and lying down, almost as soon as he closed his eyes, he found himself swimming in another dream.
~*~
"Luke! Luke! Where are you?" a strangely familiar voice sounded and Vader glanced up as an older version of his sister in law, Beru Whitesun-Lars came into the open.
Luke? Is that not the name Padmé…? Vader pushed the thought to the back of his mind, his eyes were still narrowed and he was unsure of why he was dreaming of this. That was what he thought until he caught sight of the small boy Beru was calling to.
"I'm coming, Aunt Beru," the boy called and Vader was startled, the boy looked exactly like him though more slender and shorter. His hair was sandy blonde and his eyes were the brightest electric blue orbs that reminded Vader of his own eyes.
"Where's Uncle Owen?" the boy called Luke asked curiously as he followed his Aunt into the house, the house that Vader recognized at the Lars Homestead.
"He went to Anchorhead to get some power converters for the vaporator," Beru replied. "He should be back in a few hours."
"Why is Uncle Owen always saying I am too much like my father, Aunt Beru? I heard him talking to you yesterday night about the incident at Beggar's Canyon and I don't understand," Luke said.
Beru sighed. "You're father was reckless and a very good pilot, that is all Owen meant by it," she said.
You're father was reckless and a very good pilot, those words repeated themselves in Vader's mind and he narrowed his eyes. He knew that his stepbrother and his sister in-law knew of how great a pilot he was and how reckless he was. Could Beru be talking about me? He thought but he pushed the thought to the back of her mind, Palpatine had said he had killed his wife.
He said you had killed your wife, did he ever say you had killed your child? An inner voice said and Vader frowned, seeing the logic in his inner voice's analysis and he began to wonder.
Did my child truly survive? And is this young boy Luke really my son?
A/n what do you think?
Blaze: and that was the prologue
Darth: you got some of the quotes in the first part wrong
Blaze: so? I haven't seen Revenge of the Sith in a long time after all
Darth: (snorts) weirdo
Blaze: ah shut up
Darth: yeah, I ain't doing that (goes off to find some pie)
Blaze: (sighs) please review and I'll post the next chapter as soon as I possibly can but I doubt it will be any time soon