Here's chapter 2.
Chapter 2- Bye, bye, Alderaan-
-Storm Trooper's POV-
He shouldn't be thinking of Luke Organa who was only fourteen and a traitor to the Empire. He was a soldier of the Empire, but the longer he stayed the more he hated it. He had joined the Imperial Academy and became friends with Thane Kyrell and Ciena Reed. But he had failed to pass, and for that, he became a volunteer Storm Trooper. Sadly for ST-6845845, Vader trusted him and usually demanded him part of his troops. That meant he was rarely not off duty like Captain Piett.
Captain Piett was a great officer. He hoped Piett would live a long life and die of natural causes; unlike most officers, he was respectful, nice, and intelligent. He felt bad for the man though.
He sighed. Politics were... well... very interesting. He prayed that Luke Organa was safe. Safe like Wes Janson and his other academy buddies. Although, the Storm Trooper didn't know it; this was the beginning of his adventures. And only the beginning of his worries.
-Luke's POV-
Luke couldn't take anymore of Vader's anger; he could survive imperial torture,(wouldn't be the first time), could outrun most Imperial ships, out smart almost every political person of important, survive Prince Xizor, Jar Jar Binks, and even the Emperor. But for some odd reason, He couldn't take Vader's anger at him; he didn't know why he felt compassion to him. After all, he was a Sith, killer, and his interrogator. He didn't understand his weird feelings. "Blast it!" He whispered half-heartily to the door.
'It's odd.' Pondered Luke. 'I never thought I would feel sympathy for Vader.' He felt pity for many, even Prince Xizor, but never before for Vader. But he always saw him as fascinating, and he felt almost connected to him. He was confused why.
Vader almost seemed to be glaring through his mask as if he was reading his mind. Before, he had heard that he could and dismissed it as a rumor to others, but he knew it to be true. Vader motioned for a Storm Trooper to put his binders on him; when the binders were secure, the door opened, and Vader strode out. Luke followed with the two Storm Troopers guarding him.
Luke felt a feeling of dread as he strode behind Vader, trying to distract himself. 'He's so tall, and I'm so short.' Luke mused. He wasn't very tall; in fact, he had always been one of the shortest of his class when he was younger. He still was. 'Stop it. You are annoying me.' Replied an exasperated voice in his head. He glanced at Vader who nodded at him. He proceeded to walk behind Vader, patiently, while secretly dreading where they were going.
Luke watched as they passed many Imperials. He memorized all the different hallways as they walked to the bridge of the Death Star. The window was large and showed the Galaxy. Luke longed to fly to the stars.
'But I can't. I always dreamed of flying to the stars. Even though I was always told I would be a political figure like my Father. But, of course, he isn't my biological father. I love him and Breha, but I still dreamed of meeting my biological father. I love my biological father and mother. I have vague memories of her.' Luke smilied at the thought of her. 'Love is for fools.' Spoke Vader's voice in his mind again. 'And peace is an illusion.' Luke glared at him for a few moments. 'Peace can be achieved; love is not for fools. Love is an important part of life.' He thought angrily. His fists were clenched, and his nails were making crescent moons into his palms. 'Love is a LIE!' Vader yelled into Luke's mind.
Vader glanced at him before continuing to walk. Luke defiantly followed him with his hands in fists. The two Storm Troopers exchanged looks before following them. Luke wondered what made him think that way before following him. 'What hurt or loss made Vader block others out? Stop believing in love? He also sounded as if he had no hope.' He wondered. Vader glared at him again, and Luke stopped thinking about it. He, instead, thought of his happy memories on Alderran.
Luke nearly stumbled when he saw Alderaan from the window. It looked ever more beautiful with the bright green and blue covering the planet. He knew somewhere in there was his father, mother, his pet named Padme, and all his friends. His heart nearly stopped when he realized what they probably going to do to his home planet. Grand Moff Tarkin gave a slight nod of his heard toward the Storm Troopers. They unlocked the binders around his wrists.
Luke rubbed his wrists before speaking. "Tarkin. I should have known; I smelled your foul scent when I walked on board." He said to the Grand Moff. Luke suspected that if Vader and the Storm Troopers could they would be laughing. Vader was holding him against his chest, preventing him from escaping. "Charming to the least. You must know how hard it was to sign your death warrant." Said Tarkin to Luke. "I'm surprised you had the liberty of signing it." He said to Tarkin. Tarkin smiled wryly and looked out the window.
"Where is the Rebel Base?" Asked Tarkin. "I don't know what you're talking about." Said Luke who had put best confused expression on. Blast it! Thought Luke. "If you don't tell me, the Death Star will target Alderaan." Said Tarkin as he turned to face Luke. Luke's eyes widened, and his breathe hitched. No. No. He thought. All those people... "Datooine. They're on Datooine." He said, looking guilty and keep his eyes on the floor. His gaze went back to Alderaan as he defiantly faced his home planet. "Excellent. Fire when ready." Said Tarkin. "No!" Shouted Luke who took a step forward and struggled against Vader. Vader pulled him against his chest and held him in place. Luke watched in horror as Alderaan was destroyed; Luke Organa did what he never did, he cried. Tears streamed down his face as he choked down sobs that threaten to burst out, and his hands made fists and made more crescent moons in his palms.
Alderaan is gone, and he is one of the last people from there. He is the last of the Royal Family. He sadly twirls his necklace in his hand; it's a necklace with a small gold chain and a circular gold pendent with a large circular emerald inside and seven little circular diamonds surrounding it. With love for your fifth birthday. Breha and Bail, Your loving and doting Parents. To our precious little gem. He smiled.
"I love you." Luke whispered to the destroyed planet. Emotions bubble up in him at the sight of it. Horror, rage, and sadness all mix into one as reality crashes down on him. They're actually gone; he'll never see his parents, Bail Antilles,(his grandfather), and maybe, Winter too. Winter was known as the "Targeter " a Rebel agent, but to him, she was his sister, adopted or not. Winter had blue eyes that could be icy or warm depending on her mood, white long hair that fell past her shoulders, and a natural grace with a regal air that surrounded her. He smiled softly as he remembered childhood memories of happiness and fun. 'Poor Winter.' He thought. 'Well, at least, she doesn't have to live in pain with her perfect memories of Alderaan.'
Tarkin ordered the Storm Troopers to bring him back to his cell. All the way there all Luke could think about was that he would have to stay strong for the Rebel alliance, for Winter, for Breha, for Bail, and for his mother. He would stay strong. That was his last thought before he fell asleep in his cell.
Author's note- This fanfic takes place in an alternate universe where it's Luke Organa of Alderaan, not Leia. It also happens five or six [depending on whether you go with the book timeline or the movie] before what happens in the Original Timeline.
Anyways, please review. Any Star Wars characters that I should add to the story? Until next time, Missing Skywalker out for now. 1,310 words.
