Disclaimer: Still not mine.
Notes: This was written for a challenge on LJ. The theme was "What if Anakin and Padmé had had triplets rather than twins?" So I thought, what if Yoda had raised the third child? And this is what happened. AU, obviously.
Well Trained
The tunnels are dark, filled with steam and the noise of clashing lightsabers. There is the thin wheeze of a respirator working too fast, and the more calm, almost sedate sound of natural breathing steadily maintained by the will. The noise of shifting feet marks the steady cadence in this dance of death.
Darth Vader, for the first time in his life, is on the defensive.
And he is starting to worry.
The truth has been told, his offer has been made—and his opponent remains unmoved. Levin is a true Jedi, and attachments mean nothing to him. He has been well trained.
Vader knows that he will not hesitate. He must end this quickly.
And then, in an instant, but too soon, all too soon, it is over. A swift strike, the sound of someone staggering back, the quickening and then faltering of a respirator, and then silence.
Levin steps forward and looks for a moment at the masked countenance of his fallen adversary. He is not surprised to find that he feels nothing. Master Yoda has always taught him that attachments are dangerous, and now he sees why. He is glad that he has none.
He has always been a good student.
Levin Skywalker turns and walks away, leaving the body of his father behind. He never once looks back.
Master Yoda will be proud.