Okay... this is my third Star Wars story. In this story, Darth Vader learns about his son for the first time. Been done before, but the idea wouldn't leave my head. Those of you reading my Mega Man stories... let's just say that I have writers' block at the moment.
EDIT: I took the suggestions of Frodogenic and Skywalker05 to heart. I hope this version is better. But I don't know what dating system to use other than BBY - I don't read EU.
Darth Vader was not a very happy man.
It clearly showed as he strode through the halls of the Executor, and his crew was wise enough not speak to him as he made his way towards the bridge. For days, weeks, perhaps even months, the crew had been searching for the identity of the young pilot that had destroyed the Death Star, but with no luck. However, it was not only the lack of success that bothered the Sith Lord. No.
It was the fact that the young pilot was Force-sensitive. And not only just Force-sensitive; he all but glowed with the Force.
As Darth Vader reached the bridge, he pondered the pilot's identity. Besides the Emperor himself, he had met only two Force-sensitive people, and they had been heading for the Rebellion: Obi-Wan and the boy that was with him. Obi-Wan was dead; and the boy was much too young to have been in the Clone Wars. 'Where did he come from? Was he the offspring of normal parents and somehow remained hidden? Or did another Jedi break the rules and reproduce? It does not matter. He was with Obi-Wan; he must have been Obi-Wan's new apprentice.'
A dark surge of anger went through him at this thought. 'Obi-Wan was the one that ruined my life and he deems me a supposed failure. So now he wishes to "correct" those mistakes, does he? But that is no matter; I cannot let another Jedi survive."
But as he thought of that, another thought crossed his mind. 'He is very strong with the Force, and if everything works out perfectly, he may become my Apprentice and I can overthrow my master with his help and become the Emperor.'
With this chain of thought, Darth Vader turned his attention to Admiral Piett, who had stopped in front of him when he had seen the Sith Lord arrive and was waiting nervously. "What is it, Piett?"
Firmus Piett was not a stupid man. He knew that the reason he had survived this long was because that Vader had found him competent and efficient, and he had no wish to break this image. "My Lord, we have a full read-out on the person you wanted."
"Where has this information come from?"
"Milord, after strenuously searching, the photograph matches that of a boy that lived near Anchorhead on Tatooine. Civilians were able to identify the young man as the same young man that blasted out of the Mos Eisley with some companions on the Millenium Falcon. After we received his name, we received his records from the school he attended and the only other record of him in the galaxy was at Polis Massa Hospital."
Vader paused a moment to digest this piece of news. 'He is from Tatooine?! How? But it does explain why there are so few records of him... At Tatooine, everything is lawless. Only school records and birth records of a citizen of Tatooine would exist.'
Piett waited patiently as his lord's thoughts turned elsewhere. One would sign a death warrant to rush Darth Vader.. He continued once Vader gave him his attention again. "Afterwards, milord, we compiled the records into an Imperial file and he is now in our system."
"Excellent. Send me the report. I will read it in my chambers."
"As you wish, milord." Piett strode away, calling to one of his technicians.
Vader sighed with relief and headed back to his chambers, where he brought up the file Piett had so quickly sent him. At long last he would know the identity of the young pilot. He would place a billion Imperial credits on the pilot's head to be captured alive and brought to him. He would then train the boy as a Sith Apprentice and then together they would overthrow his master. He would... sit in shock as he stared at the report. The photograph of the boy was at the top, with the biography following.
NAME: Luke Skywalker
AGE: 20
DOB: 19 BBY
PARENTS: Anakin Skywalker - Jedi Knight, casualty of the Clone Wars; Padme Naberrie Amidala - Senator of Naboo, died from childbirth.
GUARDIANS: Owen and Beru Lars; civilian casualties of Imperial operations
HOME PLANET: Tatooine
BIRTH PLACE: Polis Massa Hospital
More information was given on the boy, such as the date he joined the Rebellion, but that was no longer important.
He had a son.
'But how is that possible? My master told me that I had killed Padme and my unborn child on Mustafar. But I couldn't have... she survived to give birth to our child... he lied to me! Sidious lied to me! I sacrificed it all for nothing!'
For awhile he sat there. Secretly, he was impressed with his son; he had managed to climb onboard the Death Star, rescue Princess Leia, and make it off alive. And then later, he had managed to outsmart him in an aerial battle and destroy the Death Star. He looked at the photograph of his son Luke again. The boy wasn't bad looking; in fact, he reminded Vader of himself before he had been burned. Then he realized something.
'Kenobi! My son was with him! Kenobi must have spirited him away to Tatooine after Padme died!' He was furious. Obi-Wan knew that he would never come there, and deemed it the perfect place to hide his son. 'That he would dare hide MY son away from me in the one place that I abhorred...'
His plans to introduce his son to the Dark Side began to take place. He would capture the boy, and tell him the truth about his parentage. Obviously Obi-Wan would not have told him that Vader was his father so that he would have a good little Jedi to train. Vader was positive that once Luke knew he was his father, he would open up to him, as most orphans would long and dream for their parents; Force knows how often he did that when he had lost his mother. And then... he would train Luke, and together they would overthrow Palpatine and rule as father and son.
However, he could not let Sidious become aware that he knew that his son was alive, or Sidious would only take advantage of the fact. So he had to recruit his son to his side in secret.
Briefly, he glanced back at the readout. One line caught his eye.
DREAMS: To leave Tatooine; to learn about and meet his father and mother.
'So you wish to meet me, my son. I can easily arrange that...' Vader stood up from the readout of the file, and turned to gaze out the window, staring at the inky blackness of space and stars that littered it like annoying points of light. 'Soon, my son, you will be with me.'
Far away, on Hoth, Luke shivered, and he was sure it wasn't from the icy cold weather.
I tried. Reviews would be nice, eh?
