Luke collapsed on the ground panting for breath. He sweat more than he ever had in his entire life. Just before he pulled the trigger he tossed the gun out of his mouth and fired in the air. He couldn't do it. He couldn't bring himself to take his own life. His breathing began to normalize.
"That's right, Good!" A voice called out to him. "No need for you to go just yet. It's been a long time…. Luke."
Luke recognized the sound of the voice instantly. His breathing began to slow but his heart ran increased rapidly. He stood up slowly and turned to see the figure standing before him. It was a sight he never thought he'd see again. Just over six feet tall, scars all over his face and body. A breathing apparatus was attached to his chest and feeding into his neck. His arms and legs were very much mechanical in nature. There was only one man this person could be. Next to the man was an even older person in a wheel chair, most likely not conscious of what was happening around him.
"Anakin!?" Luke called out in confusion. A sudden silence crept over them.
Anakin began to walk over, light sabre in his hand ignited. The colour of it was red. Luke pulled from his pocket the ammo clip for Han's blaster and loaded it, ready for whatever was about to happen. Anakin was roughly five feet in front of Luke before stopping and turned off his light sabre. Luke looked confused as to what was about to happen next. Just then Anakin ignited the light sabre once again and pointed it at Luke. Luke responded by pointing the blaster right at Anakin's head. A cold stare between the two as to what was about to happen next.
Just then Anakin dropped the light sabre, Luke watched as it hit the ground but took his eyes off of him. Anakin charged at Luke, pushing him around before putting him into a hold, preventing Luke from pointing his blaster. Luke, naturally was shocked at everything that just happened could barley move.
"Let it go…" Anakin began, his voice sounding more raspy than when they last met. "My son. I'm not here to fight."
"What?" Luke said in confusion.
"It's over," Anakin continued. "It's time for you top put aside the gun, and live."
Anakin grabbed the gun from Luke's hand and ejected the ammo clip from it and tossed it to the ground.
"This all began with a bunch of fools," Anakin began. "But now they have all passed away. Their era of folly is over. I'm the only one left, and soon…. I'll be gone too."
"How can you still be alive!?" Luke demanded. He saw his father die before his eyes and even saw his ghost before him after the battle of Endor.
"The force works in mysterious ways," Anakin explained. "I never actually died that day the empire was defeated. But put into a state of near death. I was able to escape before you cremated my body and replaced it with a dead trooper. That ghost you saw was created by Obi-Wan and Yoda as a way of fooling you so I can plan my next move."
Luke could hardly believe what Anakin was saying but at the same time, he didn't want to argue with him and wanted to know more about what was happening and what Anakin's master plan was.
"After I killed the Emperor, I knew I felt something was wrong," Anakin continued. "It was only after I escaped that I learned that the Emperor had himself cloned multiple times. One of the clones, was supreme leader Snoke himself. But he altered Snoke to be his own person."
"It all started with him, Sidious," Anakin explained as the two walked over to the elderly person in the wheelchair. "Everything began with him, The Clone Wars, the rebellion against the empire and then the resistance against the first oder. All of it stemmed from him and his lust for power and control."