Luke missed.

A long held out collective gasp sounded out across all coms as the proton torpedo sailing straight for the exhaust port veered right. It was over. The death stars main full-scale laser cannon fired. Yavin 4 was blown into bits.

The panic surrounding the exterior of the death star increased rapidly. Four imperial star destroyers pushed into view as they broke the plane of hyperspace. Several X-Wings proceeded to be blasted out of the sky. Green laser fire appeared all around them.

"This is it." Luke thought grimly as his left wing was hit. Suddenly three light cruisers appeared in the distance. Rebel backup had made it.

"All X-Wings retreat to hangar bays!" The coms rang out all across the battalion.

"R2 get us to those cruisers!" Luke's X-Wing veered right and pushed onwards towards the hangar bay. With quick aiming he was able to take down several ties in the way. He wished that he could of hit the exhaust port. This lost them the war, and he knew it.

He made it to the hangar bay along with several of Red Squadron. The only good thing about this mess was that there was still rebellion left, but not enough. Not now. Princess Leia had died down there, and it was his fault. He knew he could not stay there any longer. He looked up at the hangar bay and listened to the sound of blaster fire hitting the outside of the ship. A tear went down his face. His only thought was seeing the double suns once again.

Sand picked up off the ground as a small wind gust pushed it to be that way. The sand drifted a bit, fell down, and covered a footprint. The footprint itself was nothing special, just a boot, a simple boot usually worn by one of the workers of the outlying areas of Tatooine. Workers came and went as they needed to. The city after all was a place of buying and trading. It was a massive marketplace, of course, with gambling and thievery left and right. Except, if anyone took a closer look at this boot they might see that it was different than normal.

More sand gusted across the dead land. Shrubs and such rolled around and were kicked up in the wind. Several more footprints could be seen headed towards a small set of mountains across the outside edge of tatooine's inner cities. On top of the mountain sat a small shack. The shack was made out of sand and mud compacted together. Nothing was special about the hubble. No one usually ventured up there, except on this specific day tracks led straight to it.

The shine of the double suns was especially bright as it was noon. The mountains glowed a bright yellow and the heat radiating off the sands was scorching hot. As the day shifted to night, the liveliness of the city died down, and the sound of blaster fire was the only sound in the night air. The only other sound that could be heard was the sound of a door shutting slowly. That door was the door of the hubble.

Luke Skywalker walked inside of Obi-wan Kenobi's old shack. He dusted off the tables and chairs and sat listening to the faint dusty noise from outside. His brown cloak moved slowly in the wind, and he began to take it off. While taking it off, the blue lightsaber that Obi-wan had given him fell out onto the ground.

He picked it up and ignited the blade. The house filled with blue light. He realized all that was lost that night. He threw the saber into a corner and made his way outside. He looked out across the city. The lights were bright and he was dull. It was a void he could not fix. He killed thousands of good men. He was a failure.

Luke woke the next day to find a loud knock at the door. He opened the door to find nothing but a package laying on the ground in front of him. On the package was some writing that he could not understand. He opened it cautiously and found a note inside.

"Rebel killer"

He threw the note out into the air and watched it fly away.

"How did someone know… Let alone find me here!"

He shut the door loudly and stomped back into the hubble. He looked around at the walls and kicked one. It hurt, but he thought he deserved it. Out of the corner of his eye, however, he noticed a small book sitting on a table close by. He opened it and read it out loud to himself.

"The force binds the will, controls us, but it conceals us. The truth lies inside of the lie. Use it wisely. If you are to find this, do not give up hope. Hope is the only way to fix the failures we have commited."

Luke looked up from the book and felt a tear fall down his face. He knew he could not give up, not now, not ever. Suddenly a blue haze entered the room.

"I am sorry Luke."

Obi-Wan's voice called out. His ghost like complection shined throughout the room. He walked slowly towards Luke and watched as Luke stood frightened of what he was seeing.

"Luke, do not be frightened, I am here to help."

Luke walked forward and asked, "How is this possible?"

"I am one with the force. I have returned to make sure you have not given up. Mistakes happen Luke, and I should not of trusted that you could of done all of this on your own. It was my fault…"

"No, I was the one who missed the shot, I missed. I was the one at the helm of the torpedo trigger and I failed. I failed the galaxy."

"Luke. The galaxy is yet to fall. The empire grows, yes, but the rebellion stands for more than a few ships and an attack fleet. It stands for hope. It stands for the idea of peace. It stands for unity. You can be that symbol."

"I don't believe in myself anymore."

"I believe in you Luke. There is a reason I protected you for so long. You are more powerful than you could ever imagine. Luke, there is one way to fix all that has happened. Go back to them and apologize sincerely and find a way to destroy the Empire another way. If anyone can destroy them, it is you."

Luke thought about this deeply. For a moment all he could think about was the screaming of all of the men that were killed, but a deeper thought filled that void. The thought of Darth Vader's head laying at his feet.

"I will return, but you must guide me."

"Lord Vader, our fleet is about to arrive at Tatooine. Shall we alert the outpost in sector A?"

A soft breathing hummed across the bridge. Silence, a quick cough, and a small tapping of a stressed admiral were the only sounds to be heard. The brilliant evil mastermind of Lord Vader stood still for a moment looking out at the blue tunnel of hyperspace. He turned around and looked at his admiral.

"Yes admiral, I believe it is time."

His robotic-like voice sprung out across the bridge, and he walked towards the exit leaving the room. The stress was lifted from the room. Everyone went back to work.

Vader walked to his quarters and flipped a switch on his chair. The oval shaped machine ripped apart and he stepped inside. His armor was taken apart and his body began healing. His mind wandered for a long while.

"Luke."

The machine stopped. His armor was quickly inserted back onto him. He stepped out and walked out of the room quickly. His son was near, but where?

Vader walked into a massive hangar. White troopers ran from left to right, as big pilots manned their ships. Vader walked to his shuttle with several officers. One of these officers was his highest ranking official, captain Van. Van was a galactic republic admiral in the days of the clone wars, and he still showed his pride by wearing an old republic patch upon his chest.

The shuttle was a small lambodian class ship. The ship was white, no shields, and had only one blaster on the front. They would be accompanied by four tie-fighters. The ship took off towards Tatooine, but Vader wanted more than just a business meeting.

There was several mountains on Tatooine. Some of which were never properly explored. The highest mountain of Tatooine was far east from any of the cities. This mountain was called Rak-Vool. This mountain was said to be cursed, for it had storms every day. No one had ever journeyed to the top until now.

Luke dusted off his cloak and pushed onwards up the mountain. Along the way he was met by several falling rocks and storms that had made his journey go from days to weeks. The weeks he traveled kept getting longer and longer. The storms were more frequent it seemed causing him to have to stop and go and stop and go. After almost three months, he stood looking out across the horizon. Two double suns rose. He had made it to the top of Rak-Vool.

"Well done."

Luke whirled around and saw the blue outline of Obi-Wan once again. "Scaring me like that is never going to stop is it."

"I'm afraid not, Luke." Obi-Wan chuckled slightly.

"Why am I here. What is the point of all of this?"

Obi-Wan walked to the edge of the mountain. Then he looked at Luke and said "Maybe there is no point until you find one."

Luke was confused. He never should of came here. Nothing, of course. Just a quest made by an old man. He was angry now.

"Luke, anger leads to hate. Do not fuel your inner hatred with power you can not yet understand. Look now at the sun."

Luke turned around and looked directly at the double suns. Two beautiful colors raising into the sky. Then suddenly, he noticed a small squadron of ships coming into view. He dug out his range finders and zoomed in on them.

"Those are imperial ships! Look there!" He pointed at them.

"Yes they are. He is here." Obi-Wan said mysteriously.

Luke felt a small twitch on his neck. "Vader."

For three weeks Luke took the lightsaber out of his small satchel everyday and trained. Not just swinging it around like a madman, but truly training. His upper front slashes and his back cuts were dangerously smoothe. His several stabs into the sand gave him some sort of sense of what it would feel like to stab a stormtrooper. He cut the air with his blade, the ground around him, the rocks. Before long everything on top of the mountain was covered in slashes and cuts. Obi-Wan watched guiding him from afar.

Then one day something happened. Luke had cut a hole in the ground so deeply that it broke into a small cavern. He peered into it and was curious. Why would it be inside of this mountain of all things?

"Luke, be mindful of what you might find inside of that cavern. Sometimes the unexpected is the most dangerous."

Luke jumped. He landed feet first and controlled his landing softly using a trick Obi-Wan had taught him. Luke looked around at the walls inside of the cave noticing drawings. The drawings depicted some sort of battle, several spears and heads were drawn all throughout them. He noticed dried blood resting on one of the images.

He pulled out the lightsaber and ignited it to light up the room. He found a shelf at the far end of the cave. On it was three books. He walked slowly to it and lit it up. He picked up one of the books and found a symbol on the front. It was a white symbol depicting two wings with a saber blade quite like his glowing out of it. A massive star rested at the center of it. He opened it and the room erupted in a blast of color.

He was pushed backwards up against the wall as images and flashes marched their way into existence. Screams, clashes, and blaster fire sounded all around him. The knowledge entered Luke's brain. He now possessed it as if he had lived it. Suddenly a man came running at him. It screamed an inaudible walls began to fade back to grey and the drawings reappeared. He put one hand to his head. The memories were there, but how?

There was a small staircase leading up to the top of the mountain. The door was rusted shut, and he cut it open using his lightsaber. When he emerged he was met by Obi-Wan.

"The books you just encountered were once part of the old religion. What did you see?"

Luke thought for a moment. "I saw three Jedi. Each one was powerful. Then, they fought each other. A war began, several fighters crashed. One of the Jedi ran at me. He shouted a long word, but I could not understand. Whatever I just witnessed, it seemed like it was meant for me somehow…"

"Yes. When I was part of the clone wars, there was several Jedi who believed in this old religion. I myself never encountered anything related to it, but this does seem very much like something my old master once told me. He himself also encountered this type of book. The book gave him knowledge that he never completely talked about. He died before I ever learned of the books contents."

Luke knew this was no different. He had learned power like no other. It seemed to be there, but he did not know how to use it. The question, however, was if he wanted to use it.

"Obi-Wan, I feel power that I did not own before, and it worries me."

"Luke, if the time comes that you must use it, you will use it correctly I have no doubt."
Luke looked at the double suns one more time. He knew going back to his hubble would not be an option now. He packed his things and began his trek towards Mos Eisley spaceport.