Luke walked through the forest of Endor, the warm sun of the planet shining down upon his face. It was one year since the death of Luke's father, Anakin, and also one year since Luke's own near death at the hands of the evil Darth Suoidis.

Luke sighed. Why did he love Endor so much? Was it because of its peaceful atmosphere? The friendly Ewoks? He didn't know, and he didn't care.

As he approached the Ewok village after visiting the site of his father's body, Luke remembered his duel with Suoidis, and how his sister Leia had saved him from certain death. Luke shook his head. He didn't want to think about the Dark Side now. Now was the time to rejoice for his father.

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That night, Luke was invited to a tribal feast to celebrate the anniversary of the Empire's "defeat". Luke enjoyed the Ewoks' company. He felt like he was reliving that evening seven years ago when all was happy and no more danger existed.

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Luke climbed into bed and fell asleep right away…

But nightmares haunted Luke.

Visions of the victorious Darth Suoidis watching Luke fall down the elevator shaft.

Visions of Leia almost being killed by the Sith Lord…

The bright morning sun woke Luke. The night had gone by fast.

"Master Luke," came a voice that was always filled with a little bit of worry. A gold-plated protocol droid entered.

"Good morning, 3P0." Luke said to the droid.

"Good morning, sir," C3P0 said. "The chief of the tribe would like to speak with you."

"Bring him in." Luke said happily. 3P0 exited the room and soon returned with a black-furred Ewok. This Ewok was the chief, Hatow. Hatow spoke to Luke, and 3P0 translated:

"Chief Hatow wishes you a good morning and says that Rebels have landed to pick you up."

"What!" Luke gasped. He jumped out of bed, asked the droid and the Ewok to leave, and he got dressed into the black Jedi uniform that had felt the lightning of two Sith Lords: Palpatine's and Suoidis'.

A few minutes later, Luke exited his hut and walked down the long ramp to the grassy ground of Endor. There, Wedge Antilles and a few other Rebel pilots were waiting for him.

"Wedge!" Luke called. He shook the pilot's gloved hand. "How's it going?"

"Good, for now." Wedge shrugged, but Luke could tell that the daring Rebel was lying.

"What's wrong?" Luke asked. Wedge got closer to Luke and whispered in the Jedi's ear.

"The rest of my Squadron has been killed by Imperials." he explained. "They've been waiting for us at very single system we've been to. Other parts of the fleet have experienced the same thing. It's like they know where we're going, but that's not possible…" Wedge trailed off when he saw that Luke had a horrified expression on his face.

"Suoidis…" Luke said to no one in particular.

"That New Emperor?" Wedge asked. Luke nodded, and Wedge rolled his eyes. "How would some guy know our secret plans and strategies?"

"Suoidis is like me, he uses the Force… but he manipulates it… he uses the Force's dark side. That's how he knew." Luke explained. Wedge put his arm around Luke's shoulder and guided him toward the Jedi's X-Wing. R2D2 was already in the ship's astromech droid hatch.

"Relax, Luke," Wedge said. "Get ready to take off, we leave in an hour."

"I'm helping you find the Empire?" Luke asked.

"You bet!" Wedge grinned. "Maybe if we're lucky we can find this Suoidis, too!"

Wedge did not see the fear in Luke's eyes.