Unleashed

Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing. Star Wars and LucasArts are the property of George Lucas and Disney.

SWSWSWSWSWSW

Prologue

The galaxy is on the brink

of total darkness. The evil

GALACTIC EMPIRE has overthrown

the Old Republic and now

holds countless worlds in the

grip of fear.

The Jedi Order has been all

but destroyed. Only a handful

have escaped Imperial forces,

disappearing across

the galaxy.

The Emperor's spies have

located a group of Jedi Knights

on the planet Tatooine. The Sith Lord DARTH

VADER has been sent to

destroy them...

Darth Vader looked upon the rust colored soil of Tatooine with disdain. He hated the planet with such a passion. There were no good memories here. There was nothing but slavery, pain, betrayal and death.

It made him sick.

"Take us down." He demanded in his mechanical voice. "I do not want to be here any longer than necessary."

His emotionless robotic voice and unnerving sound of his respirator did a good job of intimidating anyone in his path. Even those under his command stayed out of his way.

"Right away my Lord." Responded the commander.

SWSWSWSWSWSW

Apparently, a small group of Jedi thought that hiding on a criminal world such as Tatooine would allow them to 'hide in plain sight.' They were wrong. The Empire had spies everywhere, and they made deals with the Hutts. No Jedi was safe anywhere in the Galaxy. They would all be found eventually, and executed for their crimes against the Empire.

Vader stared down the last Jedi standing. He remembered her from before the Clone Wars. Mallie Isane. Though, now she went by Mallie Marek.

He sympathized with her a little. She renounced the Jedi way to pursue a romantic relationship with fellow Knight, Kento Marek.

But, she was not only a former Jedi, but she was harboring Jedi as well. Three others, not including her husband.

It appeared as though she was the only one with talent amongst their little group. The others had died quickly, but she was actually managing to give him a good fight.

Unfortunately for her, not only was Vader a superior fighter, but most of his body was mechanical. Mallie had already begun to tire. Her movements were slowing and her breathing deepened. She had probably been using the Force for a good portion of the battle.

Giving one last battle cry, Mallie charged Vader, bringing her yellow lightsaber down in a powerful slash.

Vader brought his crimson saber upwards in a blocking motion, using his superior strength he pushed the now unbalanced Jedi Knight away from him. She stumbled backwards and before she could regain her footing, Vader lifted her into the air. She dropped her lightsaber and it fell harmlessly to the ground and she clutched her throat.

"It is time for you to meet your destiny, Jedi." Vader rasped with his mechanical voice.

Still grasping her throat, Mallie still challenged Vader.

"You will not win, Sith!" She cried as her windpipe was slowly being crushed. "The Jedi will rise once more, and bring peace and justice to the Galaxy!" She declared.

Vader, having had enough of the Jedi's ramblings, closed his fist and broke the Jedi's neck. There was a resounding crack and Vader dropped her body to the floor like it was nothing.

Disengaging his lightsaber, he turned and left.

Exiting the hut, he was met with four Imperial Storm Troopers and one black clad commander. They all saluted him.

"My Lord, is there anything you would like us to do?" Questioned the nervous commander.

Vader walked past him, seemingly ignoring him. Once he mounted the speeder, his mechanical voice rang out:

"Burn it to the ground."

And with that, Darth Vader disappeared in a cloud of rust colored dust kicked up by the bike. The five men simply stared after Vader, not noticing the small figure leaving the hut.

SWSWSWSWSWSW

Vader couldn't believe his ignorance. How did he not realize what day it was!? After exiting the hiding place of the Jedi, he received a message detailing that his "back-up" would be arriving soon. When the message appeared his heads up display was triggered on the lenses of his mask. His heads up display gave him a lot of information, from temperature to info on the local ecosystem, facial recognition software, and, yes, the date and time.

It had been eight years since his mother died.

Before she was taken from him.

The Jedi refused to allow him to contact his mother, claiming that it was 'not the Jedi way' to cling to attachments. Because he waited so long, he was too late to save her.

It was the Jedi's fault he couldn't get to her in time. If only they had let him go.

If only he had disobeyed.

But no, he trusted them, and his mother died a horrible death.

He never once visited her grave.

He was here now. And he would see her now.

Even after all these years, he remembered how to reach the Lars homestead. Soon, the small grouping of man-made huts came into view, and Vader slowed his bike down. He dismounted and marched towards the side of the main entrance. It was the place where the Lars family laid Shmi to rest. Before long, he reached the grave.

There was a tombstone.

When he was there last, laying his mother to rest, there was no marker. Now there was a polished marble tombstone. Carved into it was:

Shmi Skywalker-Lars

Beloved Wife and Mother

Vader stood there for hours. He just stood and stared at the tombstone. He didn't know what to feel.

Soon, twilight fell. And he felt it.

Three Force-signatures, approaching him.

The first two were very basic. Nowhere near the requirement to be Force-sensitive.

But the third…

It could only be a Jedi Master.

How dare they!? How dare Owen Lars sully his mothers resting place with a Jedi!?

Turning on his heels he stared down the man who became his step-brother.

"I didn't want to believe it, but I guess it's true." Said Owen. "You've turned, and now you serve the Empire."

"And who are you to judge me, farmer?" Challenged Vader. "I serve a greater purpose in the Galaxy, while you wither away on this sand-ball."

"Killing people!? Killing Jedi!?" Owen screamed. "Our mother would be ashamed of you!?" Declared Owen.

That got to Vader. Reaching out with the Force, he pushed Owen into the side of the house with a sickening crunch. He didn't want to give Vader the satisfaction, but the pain was too much.

He screamed in agony.

"I am not here to discuss the past, Owen." Vader said calmly. "I am here for one thing, and one thing only." Owen's eyes widened in horror, before narrowing into a harsh glare.

"And what in the hell would that be!?"

"The Jedi."

Vader could sense confusion, then relief coming from Owen. Finally, he sensed him begin to steel his resolve.

"There is no Jedi here."

Vader held out his hand and slowly clenched his fist. Owen's hands went up to his throat instantly, his expression turning to one of panic.

"Do not test me, peasant. Where. Is. The Jedi?" Demanded Vader.

"There is no Jedi here! Search the area! You will find no one!" Cried Owen.

Vader didn't sense any deception from Owen, but he was hiding something.

"Then what are you hiding!?" Asked Vader. Owen said nothing, which only infuriated Vader even more. He reached down with his free hand and unclipped his lightsaber from his belt.

SNAP-HISS

He held the red blade out menacingly, but Owen did not waver.

"What. Are. You. HIDING!?" He gave one last demand. Still, Owen remained silent. "Very well." He raised his blade, and brought it down fully intending to bifurcate his step-brother. However, before he could complete the motion, the lightsaber was ripped from his hand.

Turning around quickly, expecting an attack, Vader only saw a small child, at least four years old.

"Beru! Take Luke and run!" Cried Owen. Beru came into view, running up to the child looking desperate.

Vader, without taking his eyes off of Luke, finally closed his fist and crushed Owen's throat, killing him. Both Beru and Luke stared in horror, Luke's face screwed up and looked ready to cry.

Vader couldn't take his off him, though. He looked at him, really taking in his appearance. The boy had fair skin and blond hair. His eyes were a deep blue. Features that Vader himself once had, before the suit. The shape of the boys face was a soft oval shape. Not round, but not angular either. A trait that Padmé had.

And his name. Luke.

Luke was the name that he and Padmé decided on, should they have a son.

He knew. Luke was his son.

He was stolen from him! Stolen by the damn Jedi!

Using the Force, he took back the lightsaber from Luke, and summoned Beru to him.

"You stole my son from me!" He roared. "How dare you!"

"We saved him from you!" Beru cried. "We saved him from enslavement by the Empire! Obi-Wan was right!" She screamed. "Anakin is dead, and all that is left is this inhuman monster who is unfit to raise a child." She challenged.

Vader reached out and grabbed Beru by the throat. He lifted her up into the air, choking the life out of her.

"Where is Obi-Wan!"

"B-burn in hell, Sith Bastard!"

Those were Beru's final words. Vader released her from his grip, and she fell to the ground, dead.

Vader turned to Luke, who was crying and cowering from Vader. When he approached, Luke curled himself into a ball.

Reaching out with a gloved hand, Vader gently put it on Luke's small shoulder.

"It's alright." He said. His mechanical voice only served to frighten the boy even more, so he gently reached out with the Force and connected with him. He sent soothing feelings to the boy to calm him down.

"What is your name, child?" Vader asked.

"L-Luke Skywalker." He said softly, still terrified and still crying.

Vader nodded. He was happy that they at least gave him his name.

"Luke, my son-" The boys eyes widened at this. "Come with me. It is time to fulfill your destiny."

Vader wanted to stay and search for Obi-Wan, but right now he had to focus on his son. He would send down a scouting team later, but if Obi-Wan felt what happened here he would already be getting off world.

But he would find him. Oh, yes. He will find him.

SWSWSWSWSWSW

Yoda listened patiently to Obi-Wan. His story was very confusing. They should have sensed something. Neither of them felt anything wrong. Even Obi-Wan, who lived less than ten miles from the Lars's couldn't sense what happened until it was too late.

When Obi-Wan finally did sense a disturbance in the Force, Darth Vader and Luke were long gone. Obi-Wan simply gave the Lars's a proper burial and headed off-world, straight to Dagobah.

"Master Yoda, is it possible that this is the will of the Force?" Asked Obi-Wan. Yoda only hummed.

"In mysterious ways, the Force works. Trust in it, we must. For now, irrelevant, this is. A champion, the Jedi need if a Sith, Luke is to become. A Jedi, Leia must be." Yoda said with finality.

"But Master Yoda, Leia has already become attached to her lifestyle, to her family. Can we really just rip her away from all of that?" Questioned Obi-Wan.

"Not a happy decision, this is, but necessary it is, to defeat the Sith." Yoda replied.

Obi-Wan sighed. He silently begged the Force for guidance.

Why did this have to happen? Luke's family was murdered, and he was taken by Anakin, no doubt to train him as a Sith Lord.

And now, they needed Leia to train to become a Jedi. Most likely to kill her father and brother.

Why did things have to be so difficult?

Obi-Wan calmed his breathing, and released his frustrations into the Force. He had to trust in the Force.

It was all he had left.

SWSWSWSWSWSW

Bail and Breha sat on the couch, holding each other. It took every ounce of self control for them to keep their composure.

They looked over watching Leia play with her adopted sister, Winter. The two girls just sat there, playing without a care in the world. It was a heartwarming sight, even in these dark times.

"I am so sorry," Said Obi-Wan. He seemed sincere, and he obviously did not like what he had to do.

Bail shook his head.

"It's not your fault. It's Vader's!" He yelled. "It's bad enough that he destroyed Luke's happiness and will no doubt poison his mind with the Dark Side, but his actions also have consequences for Leia!" He sat back down on the couch pathetically, his head in his hands.

Breha, now openly weeping, wrapped her arms around her husband comfortingly.

"D-daddy?" Whispered a quiet voice. "Daddy, what wrong?" Questioned the four year old Leia. Winter was right behind her, she however went to her mother.

Bail let his tears fall, and wrapped Leia in a hug.

"Oh, Leia…" He sighed, trying to regain control of himself. Calming down, he gave Leia a smile. "This," He gestured to the handsome, bearded man. "…is Obi-Wan Kenobi. A Jedi Master." He introduced.

Leia and Winter's eyes widened in wonder.

"Like in the Cone Wars?" Leia said, with wonder in her voice.

Chuckling, Obi-Wan gently corrected her.

"Actually, it's the CLONE Wars, but yes." He smiled at her serenely. Demonstrating his Force abilities, he levitated the two dolls that Leia and Winter had been playing make-believe with and made them dance before their very eyes.

"Magic…"

"Not quite…" Chuckled Obi-Wan.

"Obi-Wan is here because he's decided that he needs to train an apprentice. That person will be you, Leia." Bail explained.

It seemed impossible, but Leia's eyes widened even more. At this point the adults in the room were worried that her eyes would pop out of her head.

"I get to be a Jedi?" She asked.

"Yes Leia, you will." Answered Obi-Wan.

Winter and Leia gave each other a look and squealed in excitement. Immediately, they began chattering away about Jedi, and awesome it was that Leia was going to be one, and about fighting bad guys.

Obi-Wan looked at Bail and Breha, taking in their somber faces.

"Don't worry." He reassured. "I will take care of her and train her well. And I'll make sure to visit from time to time." He smiled.

Bail and Breha looked at Obi-Wan in surprise. They had expected to not see Leia again until she was grown, in accordance to the Jedi Code.

"Eventually Leia will be told the truth about her family, but regardless of that you are the only family she has ever known. I will not take her happiness away; it would be no different from Vader's actions on Tatooine." He declared.

"Thank you." Said Breha appreciatively.

Everyone stood up. They had to prepare Leia for departure.

SWSWSWSWSWSW

A/N: Hey guys, TheXReaper here. I've been inspired to write a Star Wars Films, The Force Unleashed crossover. I'll be honest, I haven't actually played the games, but I'm using Wookiepedia and watching the Cutscenes on YouTube to get an idea about the plot.

This will eventually break from The Force Unleashed storyline and become its own story. Then, when the story ends, it'll continue into 'A New Hope', 'Empire Strikes Back', and 'Return of the Jedi.'

So, if you haven't already guessed, the plot of this story is basically replacing Galen Marek as Darth Vader's secret apprentice with Vader's own son, Luke Skywalker. And in case you didn't pick up on it, Galen IS alive and you WILL see him in later chapters. He is too cool a character to just kill off or write off completely. But will he be friend or foe?