Skywalker's Empire: Chapter 2
Imperial Palace
Imperial City, Imperial Center
May 27th, 07 ISC
The next day, Emperor Skywalker cancelled all of his meetings for the day and walked down to the medcenter to stay with his son. He had a lot of time to make up for and he didn't want to miss anything especially not when his long believed dead son just came back into his life.
He sat next to his bed as he looked a lot better than the day before and received his full bacta tank treatment. He still had bruises all over his body but they weren't as bad as they could've been, had he not received medical intervention. He still didn't see his eyes though, yet he saw a lot of himself in the young boy. He had his sandy blond hair, same as he had at that age and he was about the same size. He had the same chin and even the same nose. Luke did look a little heavier than Anakin was though, but Anakin was a slave whereas Luke wasn't although he was for a few days but otherwise wasn't much better off at the moisture farm.
He still looked innocent and peaceful, something that Anakin had lost after suffering years and years of slavery and beatings at the hands of his Masters with his mother. They were both starved, dehydrated and worked until they couldn't even stand any more, not that the Toydarian gave a damn though.
He was happy that Luke at least had a bit of a better life but living on a moisture farm where he had more bad memories than his years as a slave... he couldn't even finish that thought.
But that doesn't pale in comparison to the life he should've had, had he grown up with his father as the Imperial Prince instead of a Tatooinian Moisture Farmer.
The life that he should've had.
It is the life that he will begin today but no one will discover his relation to his father until the boy is better and until he is ready to be recognized by the galaxy as Luke Skywalker, Imperial Prince and Heir to the Throne.
"Your Majesty," Doctor Levy, the Emperor's personal physician said from behind as he moved to stand next to the Emperor.
"Val, how is he?" Anakin asked the Doctor as he looked up at the older man briefly before turning his attention back to his son, who still lied comatose on the hospital bed with various medical machines hanging around him. He had wireless blood pressure cuff on his upper left arm, wireless heart beat monitoring equipment attached to his chest, an IV stuck in the vein of right arm as well as a tube stuck down his throat to keep him breathing without the pressure from his various injuries inflaming the situation.
The Doctor looked down at his datapad and browsed through it as he looked at the latest test results including X-ray images and CT-scans of his head, chest and abdomen. "Surgery was successful, we stopped the internal bleeding and we mended the three broken ribs. He also had bruising, as you could see over most of his body and he will definitely be sore for a few days but on the bright side, he will be fully healed within the week." The Doctor said with a sigh, he knew that no kid should ever have to suffer like this one but he also knew that he was lucky to be alive.
"I thought you said he'd be fully healed in a few days?" Anakin asked in disbelief that his little boy had to endure this sort of treatment.
The Doctor shook his head, "I said he'd need to be under medical supervision for a few days but he won't be fully recovered for about a week, if he takes it easy." The Doc said with emphasis on the if.
"Don't worry Doc, he isn't Starkiller, he isn't my Sith Apprentice although he will be taught the ways of the Force as is birthright as a Skywalker." Anakin promised, no Skywalker should ever be prohibited from learning the ways of the Force especially not when the Force is literally a part of the family.
"Good, are you ready to meet him officially?" The Doctor asked as a medical droid walked over with a hypo-syringe in its hand.
Anakin looked at him in surprise, "is that a serious question?" Anakin asked with his eyebrows raised with a dead serious look on his face.
The Doctor smiled and nodded to the droid as it injected the fluids into the IV and his vitals and BP raised as did his heartbeat monitor as his eyes started to flutter and the tube was removed from his mouth. Anakin started to smile upon seeing the blue eyes that made him think he was seeing himself at that age.
They looked so much alike, almost like Boba Fett to Jango Fett, except Luke isn't an unaltered clone or a clone at all for that matter.
"Just remember that he will be lightheaded and still needs his rest, don't overwork him or overwhelm him too much. He has no brain injuries but he was in an induced coma for the last day and a half, it isn't like he'll just wake up and be back to normal." The Doctor informed Anakin, not like he didn't know this already though. He's been injured enough times over the years to know more than he wanted to know.
Anakin nodded but ignored the Doctor as he saw Luke move before groaning, he obviously felt the pain that must be jolting through his body but that isn't unexpected either. He's been through a lot and its expected that he would be in pain but Anakin knows that he is a Skywalker and Skywalker's heal faster than most others, probably thanks to the number of midi-chlorians in their cells.
Being the offspring of the Force has its benefits but it also had its drawback in having to live up to the prophesy, a prophesy that Anakin never asked for but didn't regret now that it was done and over with.
"Ow!" Luke said lightly as he hissed through his clenched teeth as he let his hands rest on the bed and looked around as the medical droid came into focus on the left side of his bed then the two men on his right. He knew the man sitting down with the regal clothing and blue eyes like his own, had looked familiar but he couldn't recall where from and the man next to the sitting man was obviously the doctor wearing a white medical doctor's jacket.
But wait, what happened?
Luke couldn't recall why he was here, what happened or where he even was.
"Luke, take it easy." Luke heard the Doctor say as he looked at the man with a short white to graying beard with green eyes and short white to grey hair that looked like it was going to fall out or currently falling out. "You've been through a lot and we are going to give you pain medication now to relieve you of most of the pain," the doctor said nodding to the droid, "the pain should disappear in a moment."
The droid injected the pain killers into the IV line and they could see the effects also immediately as Luke seemed to be completely different and was even able to move his arms without groaning or hissing in pain.
"That... feels better." Luke said as his face seemed at peace as he turned his focus to the man with the eyes like his own. He knew that he knew from somewhere and he tried to recall where from but he couldn't totally remember, so instead he looked at his clothing. He wore a black robe, a robe that contained materials that he never saw before but looked expensive. It appeared to Luke that he wore all black, he had a black shirt underneath, black pants that look like expensive tactical pants and black boots.
He turned his attention to the man's face and saw himself in the man except he was obviously older, maybe thirty or so and he definitely looked important and that was when he saw the red robed guards in the background behind the man as they stood like statues but definitely weren't. The Guards just stood there and didn't look like a threat but he knew better after living on Tatooine that just because something doesn't look threatening doesn't mean that it isn't.
"How are you feeling?" Luke heard the man ask him and he knew he heard that voice somewhere... but where? He couldn't remember.
Luke looked down at himself but was still lying down and had a blanket covering him from his abdomen down but saw bruises on his arms and he was sure that he had bruises on his face but clearly couldn't notice them. "...I'm okay." He muttered, he didn't know what else to say.
The man nodded as he looked intently at the boy, "what are the last things you remember?" The blue eyed, well dressed man asked.
"I..." He tried to remember what he last remembered and he was having a hard time doing it. He knew he was on Tatooine and knew that something was wrong because he remembers being woken up to hearing his Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru yelling and there was more noise in the background but he couldn't identify the voices. He knew they weren't human, but he didn't know what they were yelling about or what they were, being a curious six year old boy, he got out of bed and walked to the door and opening it slightly and that is when he heard them.
"We don't owe you or that criminal Jabba, the Hutt, anything! He may be the unofficial ruler of this planet him and his little gang of slugs but he doesn't do anything for us out here and we won't do anything for that oversize sleemo." Luke heard his Uncle say and was surprised by the amount of anger he heard in his Uncle's voice. He never heard that tone in his Uncle's voice but did know that his Uncle hated the Hutt's with a passion but he never knew why.
He heard the alien reply but didn't see him as his door was only ajar a little bit, enough for him to hear the voices but the alien replied in a language he knew to be Huttese but he didn't understand the language nor did he speak it.
"You're not taking anything from me! We work hard and barely make enough money to survive, if you think you're going to just barge in here and take what you want, then you'll have to go through me." Uncle Owen threatened as he saw the shadows moving closer together and Luke knew the alien was in Uncle's face.
The same alien spoke the same language and he felt his Uncle Owen's anger soar.
"Over my dead body," he challenged Jabba's minions.
He heard his Aunt Beru scream as he heard something heavy fall, he knew it to be his Uncle Owen as the other alien, the second one left the common room and went towards where they keep the water that they extract the moisture vaporators.
The primary alien spoke and Luke saw the shadow of a blaster pistol and then heard the footsteps of the second alien leaving his home while the first did the same and he heard the door slam shut.
He finally opened his door all the way and went out to check on Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru and then stopped in his tracks as he saw his Uncle furious and charge right past him as he walked to his bedroom and returned with a blaster shotgun and he went off after the aliens, he slammed the door behind him without saying a word to anyone.
"Aunt Beru," Luke finally said as she turned around quick and Luke saw tears streaming down her face and heard her crying as she ran to Luke and took him into her arms.
"It'll be okay, why don't you to back to bed." She suggested as she let him go and ushered him into his room and tucked him into bed before leaving his room.
Luke didn't know what was going on other than aliens that work for the fat slug stole their water and his Uncle pursuing them probably for the water back, but he worried for his Uncle and didn't want him to get hurt. He knew that he and his Aunt would have a hard time surviving without him and he couldn't bare to the lose the old man. He may not be his father, but he is the only father figure that he knew of.
Luke plotted in his mind and decided that he would go out and help his Uncle, he knew he could and the bad guys wouldn't be expecting a kid, he could slip right by them and retake their stolen water! He knew his Uncle and Aunt would be thrilled but would also be mad at him for putting himself in harms way but he had to do something! He was almost seven! He wasn't a baby anymore and he wanted to prove it! He wanted to prove that he could help out and do more than just help his Uncle with the moisture vaporators, he isn't useless, he is pretty good at fixing and building things.
So he did, he got dressed and snuck out without his Aunt knowing, he snuck outside and felt his Uncle in the distance and he knew the Aliens were with him. They were close and there were only the three of them, he stealthily snuck towards them and heard his Uncles swoop bike, it was rare that he rode that and he could feel his anger even from here. It was never that potent!
He felt the aliens being distracted and took this opportunity to sneak up on them to remove the water, but he had to close in on the distance still and he was at a steady pace. He saw the lights on the swoop bike and the aliens speeder getting brighter and closer and saw the three figures out of the vehicles and arguing with one another. He wasn't listening to what they were saying, he was too focused on the mission and he WILL succeed in it.
No matter the costs.
The one thing he wasn't expecting was his Uncle and the aliens getting into a firefight and the aliens speeding off with Luke stuck in the back, somehow the aliens didn't know.
Neither did his Uncle Owen.
Next thing he knew he was at Jabba's Palace and he was discovered.
The aliens didn't look pleased and he tried to escape and he was so scared that he threw his hands in front of his face with his palms facing one of the aliens and he went flying into a wall then everything went black.
"Luke?" The man pulled Luke out of memories and he didn't even feel the tears spilling down his face, the man took notice and stood up and sat next to him on his bed. "Luke? Are you alright?"
Luke wanted to talk, the words just wouldn't come out. He instead opted to just nod and he felt the man's hand on his face wiping the tears away and he flinched but didn't pull away. He couldn't explain it but he felt as if the man was comforting, soothing even and it felt... nice.
Anakin put his hand on his son's right shoulder and looked into his eyes as if he was looking into his own, he even saw his eyes in the boys eyes and he knew his son felt it, the Force connection between them.
Instantly, it was as if they were open to one another and he could easily read the boys mind and he was sure the boy could feel and read his as well. He knew that Luke used the Force before without knowing it and he saw the memories that Luke was recalling in his mind and it made him furious, Luke was placed in that situation because of his step brothers rashness and stupidity.
He was happy that he was dead and he didn't feel remorse, but he did know that Luke wouldn't forgive him that easily if he knew what happened. He made sure the death was covered up and made it look like it was done by Tusken's, he may tell the boy one day, when he would understand but that time isn't anytime soon.
He is just seven years old, this is his third day of being seven years old and he spent his birthday in captivity as a slave to Jabba. He tasted slavery, something that Anakin never wanted him to experience and he didn't even know that he had tears streaming down his own face, but Luke noticed.
Luke returned the favor and sat up under protest but sucked up the throbbing, aching pain and put his hand on the man's face and wiped the tears away. The man's eyes opened up and they were both shocked, they didn't know each other yet seemed to be comforting each other. Luke wasn't sure why the man was crying but he did experience something, like he was able to feel the man's emotions and read his mind but he was overwhelmed by the emotions.
Why did this seemingly important man care about me? Luke wondered, I am just a moisture farmer.
"I'll leave you two alone, if you need me, you know where to find me, Your Majesty." The Doctor said with a slight bow and made his departure and that is when Luke knew where he knew the man from and pulled back and looked at him, scrutinizing him.
"Your Majesty?" He muttered and smiled slightly, "you're the Emperor." It wasn't a question.
Anakin wiped the rest of the tears off of his face with his gloved right hand and nodded, "that's right." He said with a smile. "I am Emperor Anakin Skywalker, it is nice to officially meet you young Luke Skywalker."
That was the moment his whole world flipped upside down or upside up, depending on how you look at it.
"Anakin Skywalker," Luke said quietly. "Skywalker, Skywalker." His eyes shot open, "are you my-"
"Father?" Anakin interrupted, Luke shut up and nodded in confirmation. Anakin, of course, knew that was going to be the question. "I am, that is why I came to rescue you and brought you here to the Imperial Palace where you should've been for the last seven years and four days."
Luke looked lost, Anakin could feel his emotions and they were strong but distant at the same time. He wondered why he wasn't here for the last seven years and four days, why didn't his father ever contact him? Was he unworthy to be the son of the Emperor?
"No!" Anakin shouted as he stood and made a motion with his hand as the Royal Guards bowed and excused themselves from a long overdue conversation, a conversation he never knew he'd be having. One that he had no idea what to really say, he only just found out he had a son two days ago and didn't believe it until he felt the boy's Force presence and signature and he couldn't deny that he was his son. He didn't need a DNA test to confirm something he already knew, something that only those that are Force sensitive would understand, or at least know.
"Luke, I didn't even know you existed!" Anakin said frustratedly as he stood and walked around the room keeping his eyes on his young son. "I didn't know you existed until two days ago when Beru and Owen called me to tell me that you were abducted and being held captive by Jabba, the Hutt! Once I found out, I took my Fleet and flew to the otherside of the galaxy to find you and to rescue you and I did. YOU ARE MY SON and are more than worthy to be the son of the Emperor, the Imperial Prince and Heir to the Throne of the Empire.
"I know that this must be a lot to take in and you are young and went through a lot in the past few days but I will be here for you and I'm not going anywhere!" Anakin promised as he found his way back to the bed and sat next to his son again and took his hand in his own, in his left hand. He wanted to feel his son, something he couldn't do with his mechno-arm. "I am sorry that you had to go through what you had to go through but I really didn't know that you were alive! I was under the impression that you died with your mother before being born, I didn't know that she gave birth to you before dying." Anakin looked down, he couldn't look at Luke, he felt undeserving.
What kind of father would put his child's life in jeopardy like he did on Mustafar? Padmé may have betrayed him but the innocent life inside her was innocent and didn't deserve to be put under the stress that he undoubtedly placed him under.
What kind of father does that? He asked himself but he couldn't come up with an answer.
There wasn't one.
"I'm sorry," was all he could say.
"You really didn't know that I was alive?" Luke asked after a tense silence where Luke didn't know what to say. He heard what his father said and even what he didn't say out loud, but he wasn't going to touch on that. He always knew that his mother was dead, his real mother and he always knew that his father wasn't. He could feel his anger, his pain, his remorse but he didn't know why he felt it or how he knew that it was his father who he was detecting. He doesn't know anything about the Force but reading people and feeling their emotions was always something that he was very good at without even trying.
Anakin shook his head without making eye contact, "if I did then you would've been with me from the beginning." He said with a sigh. "I was never the same after losing your mother and believing that you died with her. I was thrilled when your mother, Padmé told me that she was pregnant. We didn't know what gender you were, we wanted it to be a surprise. She insisted that you were a boy, I believed you were going to be a girl. Well," Anakin shrugged, "she was always right but I did like to argue with her, though I never won."
Luke briefly smiled but was saddened at learning that his father was suffering after the death of his... wife? And son, though as he said, he didn't know he was having a son. He learned more about his parents now than he has the last seven years and it turned out that the man he saw in his dreams, was his father though he didn't know. He just saw glimpses, but he thought those eyes were his own, he thought he was looking at himself in the future but he wasn't.
It was his father.
"Were you married?" Luke asked while on the topic of his mother, he wanted to learn all that he could.
Anakin looked at his son with a smile, "we were." He replied. "Your mother and I were married but we were the only ones who knew about it. We married in secret because our professions didn't allow us to get married, your mother was a Senator to the Galactic Republic before the Empire and I was a... I was a..." He didn't want to say it, he didn't think of those days and disassociated himself from that rogue extinct faction that he once foolishly devoted himself too.
An order that didn't allow him to be himself, one that wouldn't allow him to be openly free to tell the galaxy that he was married to his Angel. One that wouldn't allow him to save his... mother.
He'll never forgive them for that or for failing to help him save his wife which forced him to turn to a Sith Lord, one that ordered him to destroy the Jedi Order and he would do it again in a heartbeat.
"My job wouldn't allow me to get married and your mother being a Senator, if they knew that we were married, both of our careers would've been destroyed, as would our lives." It wasn't exactly a lie, it was true. Padmé wouldn't be a Senator anymore, she would step down and Anakin would've been expelled from the Order, but it wouldn't have mattered anyway, she would've died either way.
Luke seemed to sense his father's apprehension and didn't push, he would eventually but not for a while, especially not today.
"What's going to happen to... me, now?" Luke asked deciding to change the subject and he saw and felt his father's attitude shift with that, from sad and mourning to happy to be talking about anything rather than that one subject.
Anakin looked at his son, into his sky blue orbs, "you're going to get better and then you'll learn to adapt to your new life, the life you were robbed of by those who would wish to pit you against me." Anakin's mood shifted again, it went from joyous to anger and hatred.
"What do you mean?" Luke asked confused, he didn't know what his father meant by people wanting to pit him against his own father, like he'd do such a thing? Definitely, not.
Anakin sighed and ran his hand through his short blond hair, "you see, Luke, there is something that makes you special because I am your father." Anakin informed the boy and decided to show him rather than tell him, seeing is believing, is it not? He looked around and locked the Force on another hospital bed and raised it in the air and moved his hand for dramatic effect, he didn't need to use his hand anymore, he could move it just by thinking about moving it.
Luke didn't know what to say but the look on face said everything, his eyes were wide open and his mouth agape, Anakin smiled and lowered it placing it back where it was.
"That is a very small taste, very very small taste of what you and I, are capable of." Anakin said. "I might as well tell you, I'll have to eventually, did you ever hear of the Jedi?" Luke shook his head, no. "Good, because I was one of them when I was young and foolish. The Jedi Order was an Order of people like us, I was always the strongest and I will tell you why later, but first I'll tell you what the Jedi were. The Jedi Order was an organization of Force practitioners, which is what we technically are, that believe that we should be peacekeepers and only use the Force for good.
"Well, they failed and before you were born, they were leading the Clone Wars which was the Galactic Republic verse the Separatists." Anakin said giving the boy a brief history lecture. "The Jedi were on the side of the Galactic Republic and the Separatists was led by someone called a Sith Lord. The Sith are the total opposite of the Jedi, where Sith use the Dark Side of the Force and the Jedi use a corrupted version of the Light Side of the Force."
"What's the difference? Dark and Light side?" Luke asked.
"The people that use the Dark Side are said to be selfish who use the Force for their purposes and benefits with the ultimate goal of obtaining power by any means necessary, while those that use the Light Side decide to not use their emotions and let the Force guide their movements." Anakin said with disgust, in theory it makes the Jedi look good but everyone knows that isn't true, at least every enlightened individual knows that. "The Jedi though were corrupt and fought in a war they had no part in and that led to their destruction when they attempted to overthrow the Chancellor of the Galactic Republic and take over the Republic, but they failed because of me.
"Before the Jedi enacted their plan, with me being kept out of the loop, I turned to the Dark Side of the Force with the intention of using it to save your mother who I had seen die in my dreams, but my dreams aren't just dreams." Anakin couldn't bare to talk about this, he had every right to know but it just... isn't easy to speak about. "I had a vision of your mother dying during or before child birth and I tried everything I could to save her from my vision. I asked the Jedi for help but they refused, saying that attachments are forbidden, they didn't know anything about my vision other than I foresaw a death, if they knew it was my wife who was carrying my child, I would've been expelled and you would've ended up being taken away from me by the Jedi because of your power. The Jedi kidnapped babies all over the galaxy, they definitely would've kidnapped you and let your mother die, regardless of the fact of who she was.
"So, I turned to the one man outside the Jedi that I trusted and he happened to be the Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic, who also happened to be the Dark Lord of the Sith. I didn't know that at the time, had I or anyone else in the Jedi knew, they would've killed him like they tried to do when they discovered his identity. The Jedi aren't allowed to arrest anyone without cause and the Chancellor being a Sith, isn't against the law yet they tried to kill him and would've had I not prevented it, I couldn't allow him to die or else your mother would've and I wouldn't be able to prevent it."
"Well, what happened?" Luke asked as he sat up and hit the button on his bed raising the back so he could lay back while remaining sitting up. "She did die, did the Jedi do it?"
"I saved the Chancellor and he named me his official Sith Apprentice, Darth Vader, I don't use that name anymore but it is who I am." Anakin said not appreciating being interrupted but also not wanting to make a bad impression on the boy who doesn't know Imperial protocol when speaking to the Emperor. "I was ordered to go to the Jedi Temple and destroy them, I did along with a legion of Clone Troopers, who are now the Stormtroopers. Every Jedi within, was killed and then I was ordered to go to Mustafar to kill the Separatist Leaders and to end the war and I did just that.
"I single handedly ended the war but then your mother arrived on the planet and she tried to get me to come back to the Light, it turned out that the Jedi corrupted her mind and turned her against me." Anakin shook his head and sighed looking at the checkered floor. "Jedi Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Jedi who trained me as a Jedi arrived with your mother and we ended up dueling. He tried to kill me and if I died then you and your mother would've too. Your mother betrayed me, whether she did it on her own accord or was corrupted by the Jedi who she thought she could trust. She was all I had Luke and I wanted us to be a family, I wasn't going to let anyone get in the way of that. No one.
"We dueled and at the end of it, I won but your mother left me stranded on the planet." Anakin shook his head again, it was a memory that he wished would just disappear and vanish but it wouldn't. "I killed Obi-Wan but I still lost your mother, I don't know why she left me but she did and then I felt her through the Force in tremendous pain and then she just disappeared. Our connection was incredibly strong and once it vanished, I knew it was because she died and sure enough, her death was announced by the Queen of Naboo and I went to the funeral where I saw her dead and whoever set her body, made it appear that she died pregnant. Nobody ever found out who the father was and everyone believed that she died before giving birth, the only ones who know are those who were there when you were born and your caretakers."
Anakin looked at his son who seemed to be absorbing this information, it was no doubt a big shock to him but a lot of things would be and he would have to get used to it. He is the Imperial Prince now and has a lot to learn.
"I wanted nothing more than for us to be a family and I was willing to die if need be, for you and your mother to live but the Force had other ideas which eventually brought me to you and I am glad that I was able to meet you and rescue you." Anakin was getting up to leave, he didn't want to totally overwhelm his son but his son had other ideas but he couldn't allow his son to control him.
"Where are you goin'," he asked.
Anakin turned to look at him standing near the door, "I am going to let you get some rest." Anakin said sadly, just looking at his son reminded him of his past, reminded him of his mother, and her. He reminded him of everything he lost but he did also gain something, something he thought was lost but wasn't. He gained a son and was happy for that, more than happy, infact but it wasn't easy to deal with after believing he lost everything seven years ago.
He'd give it all up in a heartbeat if it meant having Padmé back in his life and allowed to have his family with her, but he had no control over that and would have to deal with reality, not fantasy.
"Rest, son." Anakin said gently, "in time you will learn all that you need too but you have a lot to learn and a lot of adapting to do. I know you can do it though, you are a Skywalker and Skywalker's have more courage than anyone else I ever met. We survived things we were never meant too, my mother especially."
He closed his eyes as he felt the tears coming, but he shook it off and dismissed his thoughts as he didn't want anyone seeing the infamous Emperor breaking down over something that happened a decade earlier.
No, he is Anakin Skywalker and he can't show weakness and he won't, ever!
"Rest, my son and I will answer all of your questions, in time." He promised and exited the room to meditate and come back in touch with what he is now. He is the Dark Lord of the Sith and not the weak Jedi that he once was, he was better than that and wouldn't let those weak emotions overtake him.
He refused to let the past haunt him when there was nothing he could do about it.
What's done is done and that is all there is to it.
And that's a wrap for Chapter 2!
I felt that this chapter was needed and it paints them well. Anakin is still battling his past and probably always will and he took his birth name because he was a Skywalker and not a monster that Palpatine wanted to do his dirty work. He was and is better than that and everyone knew him as Anakin Skywalker, the Hero With No Fear.
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