Disclaimer: Mr. Lucas owns it all..
Prologue
Endor moon.
So this is it, this is how the last of the jedi will die, by bleeding to death. The knife hurts so much. My lower abdomen is on fire. I feel the blood running from my body. The bastard who stabbed me left me here to die slowly. The harder I try the more the pain over takes me. As I lay here dying , trying to fight off unconsciousness, all I can think about is my dear sweet sister. She is my light.. The reason why I made it thus far. At least she had gotten away back to Han. She will never know that I was her brother. That I risked coming here to save her. To save our father , to bring him back from the darkness that swells in him. I will never have the chance to tell him that I love
him .
I have failed you father. I have failed...
Please Fa t h e r... S a ve me...
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Asleep in his chamber lies the darklord. Quietly laying in his blackish gray bed. His respirator filters the background.
"Please Father…..Save meee." the voices in his head scream out at him.
The sith wakes up frantically , sweat dripping down his back and face.
"LUKE!" he screams. His beautiful blue eyed son, is in trouble. Why has he called me from a simple vision.
"Luke , Where are you son?" , I call using the force.
No answer , dead silence instills the universe around the sith and jedi
"LUKE! Answer me! Please son answer me.!"
A cold shiver runs through the dark lord's vein as if his son is dead. "Admiral Piett! " vader roars over the comm. "Yes Milord?" "Prepare my shuttle immediately, I am heading to the surface. Inform the medic he will be on standby as well. " he ordered.
"Yes Milord."
tbc
