Luke Skywalker sobbed into his pillow. His eyelashes coated with tears. A river of tears rolling down his cheek.

He couldn't take it. He couldn't hold it in for much longer. The denial was bursting to come out.

It could not be true. He wished it wasn't. He couldn't be the offspring of that-that...

His sobbing became louder.

The infamous Darth Vader, Second In Command of the Galaxy, right hand to Emperor Palpatine, murderer of thousands could not be-

His father

Those two words had been the main thing in his mind since Bespin. He was the child of him. Ben told me that he murdered my father in cold blood; that he was the reason that he had been raised on Tatooine instead of being raised by his father.

Could the man behind the mask be Anakin Skywalker?

Even if he is, he doesn't want me. He doesn't care about me. He just wants me for power to overthrow Palpatine to be Emperor. I doubt he even has a bit of love for me.

Although it had been two months since Bespin, the memories were still fresh in his mind. The memory of the duel would keep replaying itself in his mind. He would always hear the rich, baritone voice in his dreams every night during his slumber, telling him that he would give him the Galaxy. They could rule as father and son.

As father and son

Sometimes, he wished he had taken his father's hand. It.. scared him that he had these thoughts. He just wanted his father. Not as a Sith Lord or as a Jedi, but just his father.

He had so many questions for that man. Why had he turned? What happened to the Jedi Knight the Galaxy had adored.

Another question popped into his mind, a question he'd had ever since he was a four year old child. It had disappeared when he had reached adulthood and reappeared after Bespin.

Who was his mother?

He tried to picture what she had been like. He would want her to be gentle, understanding

and strong. But had she been like that? He had no memory of her at all. Did she even love him? Or did she hate him?

He begun to cry harder at the last thought.

He imagined himself as a very young child in his mother's arms in a loving embrace.

He could picture himself but he couldn't picture his mother. All he saw in his mind was a faceless woman.

What if she hated him?

Luke would kill himself if that were true. Nobody had truly loved him. Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru had hated him; told him that he was nothing but trouble for them. He remembered the screaming, the yelling and the crying in the homestead. He had tried to gain their love by doing extra chores, reducing him mistakes but they would just ignore it.

He sniffled a little at the memories.

He yawned and decided it was time to sleep. He hadn't gotten much rest these past few days. He had been quite stressed causing Leia and the Rogues to get worried sick. He felt bad for causing Leia to get worried. She had already lost Han.

But I will get Han back for her.

I owe Han for saving my life on Hoth. If it weren't for him, I'd be a frozen human being.

Sleep overcame him and Luke drifted off.

In his dream, he saw a middle aged man with strawberry blonde hair and a beard. He was clothes in Jedi robes with a lightsaber hanging from his belt.

He looked familiar somehow. Like felt he had seen him before. As he looked closer, it hit him just who this man was.

"Ben," Luke whispered.

"Hello, Luke", Ben greeted.

As fast as lightning, Luke stepped forward to him and looked into those grayish blue eyes that had watched him ever since infancy.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Luke cried out. " You told me that Darth Vader murdered my father not that he was my father! You lied to me", Luke accused Obi Wan.

Ben closed his eyes and pained Luke appeared on his now young face. It looked full of grief.

"Luke , I'm sorry", Ben apologized. "I told you the truth from a certain point of view."

"From a certain point of view?" Luke repeated.

"Luke, the moment your father turned, the man the Galaxy knew as Anakin Skywalker ceased to exist. He was consumed by Darth Vader. So, that means Darth Vader killed. Anakin Skywalker."

"Why didn't you tell me everything"? Luke demanded.

" Luke if I had told you everything, you would have gone to Imperial City without a second thought. You are so much like your father. He would have done the same thing were he in your shoes", Ben said, shaking his head.

"Was he always like that?"Luke asked. "What was he like before"?

"Your father was very brave and heroic. He was a good pilot and a talented mechanic just like you are now. He was called the Hero With No Fear in the days of The Old Republic. He was also reckless. He was always so confident about his abilities that he would always insist that he was ready to be a Jedi Knight when I said he still wasn't", Ben recalled.

Luke listened attentively, absorbing every detail about his father. Then, he asked Ben the question that he never knew the answer to it for so long.

"Ben" Luke began, hesitantly.

"Who was my mother"?

Ben went closer to him "Padme Amidala."

Padme

"Padme Amidala", Luke repeated. That name felt sweet on his tongue. His mother's name.

"Please tell me more about her", Luke said.

"She was elected as the Queen Of Naboo when she was only fourteen years old. She was one of the youngests ever elected. She ruled for two terms. She later served as Senator of her home planet after her they were over. She was a diplomat and a strong believer of democracy. She was kind and very stubborn. Anyone would give up trying to argue with her especially your father. She had a way of getting into dangerous situation. She would do anything for the people she served. She was also very forgiving and understanding. You've inherited some of that, Luke. She had pale skin and curly brown hair and very beautiful brown eyes. Her nose is exactly just like yours. Your height came from her as well."

"What happened to her"? Luke asked.

Ben's eyes were full of grief. "She died after giving birth to you. After your father had turned, she lost the will to live.

That's what happened."

Tears flooded Luke eyes and he wept. "Did she even want me?"

Ben wrapped his arms around him. "Luke, she must have. She would have adored you. She would never hate you. Don't doubt her love to you".

Luke sniffled "I wish knew her. I wish I knew them."

Ben held the boy tighter before whispering something that became the blonde's target.

"You can change it all you know".

Luke looked up and him wondering whether he had been imaginning it. "What did you say?"

"You can change it all", Ben repeated.

The boy could hardly believe his ears "How?"

"Luke, the reason I am here is to tell you that the Force has given youa chance; a chance to change the past by time traveling."