Chapter 3: Execution

It was nicely lit in the throne room and Darth Sidious sat on his throne, Lord Vader stood to his right hand side; His breathing was so far the only noise in the room, the deep inhalation and exhales. Tapping his fingers on the armrests the Emperor smiled and nodded.

"Yes that would do, Lord Vader…. I told the people that Justice will be served and I think I have a perfect idea. Gather all the people to the Public Arena… all the important ones… have the families stand with the Red Guard beside them and you have your saber… Lord Vader… we are going to have an execution." Emperor Palpatine said and smiled.

"Yes my master, high noon?" Vader asked.

"Do you need to ask my dark Lord?"

Grinning under his mask Vader nodded and strode off to get everything prepared on such short notice.

Luke Thompson stared at his as he sat in the Cruiser and was on his way to Imperial Center, he was going for the Funeral for his father and the Emperor had sent a message to the Families that were grieving that justice would be served.

"Are you okay sir?" looking up Luke saw a trooper staring at him helmet off and eyes wide with concern.

"Yes I am" he said, used to being called sir from his squadron of Pilots.

"You best be prepared the Media is going to be swarming the place, and you know... your father was a famous politician."

"Yes Trooper I am aware… at home we never really had privacy… plus I tried to stay in the house most of the time, some urges told me it was no use going outside."

Vader stared at the female Admiral the woman had blue eyes and blond hair, her uniform crisp and nothing out of order. Her insignia showed proudly on her chest. Her family was so proud of her when they learnt that she was now a very important person in the Empire. She had risen through the ranks, not by status but by normal standard ways.

"There is going to be justice for what happened to your family and the others, Admiral. Follow Piett, collect your son and make sure you are dressed good, the Emperor demands it."

"Yes Milord" Admiral Thompson said.

The Admirals of the Imperial ships strode away quickly to the landing pad, Vader had Piett guard the Thompson family because they were close since they served in the same Class, within training.

Luke accepted Uncle Piett' hug and held his mother's hand as they walked through the hoard of Media people. He kept his face down and let his mother talk to the media if she wanted and supported her no matter what; she was the only real family he had left. Sure he had cousins, aunts and uncles, but the Piett family was closer to them than any of the others.

"Dress in your flight uniform son, its important. The Emperor is going to be there and we will show the Rebels that they don't mess with the Empire." Sasha said and put on her show uniform. Black with all her ranks shown, rather than the olive green one she wore now.

Bail Organa sat in the pews with his daughter, he had no idea what was going on, but it was rather sudden, people were chattering and the Media stood with their cameras and were taking interviews with the ones who wanted to talk.

"Papa what's going on?" Leia Organa asked her voice worried and the senator could see it on her face.

"I am not sure…" Bail whispered back, but the feeling of dread never lessoned. It got worse when he saw Luke Skywalker with his "mother" walking with the Red Guard and other families in tow.

Bail had known that Luke was adopted into a rich family loyal to the empire and had spoken to him a few times when the teen was younger; now as a young adult he looked cold and sad. His Imperial Flight Uniform he looked more like Anakin Skywalker than anything.

Imperial Anthem went on at 1200 hours and all cameras went to the door that showed the Emperor walking out with Darth Vader by his side. The duo stopped and everyone bowed to the emperor.

"Rise citizens of the Empire. As you know a few days ago there was an attack at the Senate Hall and it was conducted by the Rebellion. Today all the grief that the Families have suffered will be justified."

On a whim Darth Vader picked the Thompson boy to kill some of the Rebels, it would be a few, but not all of them.

"The Emperor wishes you bring justice to your family and honor by executing Rebels that have disrupted the peace that they are disrupting. I bestow that you use my Lightsaber." Vader said calmly and handed Luke the saber.

Luke looked down at the cylinder in his hands and closed his eyes, when he opened them he never noticed that they were a cruel golden gold. All he could think that this was revenge against the Rebellion, they had murdered his father and he wanted revenge… his soul be damned if he couldn't get it.

Igniting the ruby red blade Luke looked to the Emperor who nodded slightly and Luke stepped forwards, looked into the Rebels eyes and said: "This is for killing my father Baily" he grinned and slashed the blade to her neck.

The power Luke felt was overwhelming, the want the need to have more… gods if killing increased that feeling Luke had he'd do it more often.

Mon Mothma stared at the holo screen with wide eyes, her people were dying by the Empire and a boy with blond hair took three more before Vader took the saber back. After all of them were dead, everyone stood up and saluted to the emperor.

"LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR LONG LIVES THE EMPIRE!" The chant was loud and it went silent as the Emperor waved his hands.

"Today is a day that marks the death of the Rebellion all they are doing is brining pain to everyone, anyone who is allied with the Rebels will be dealt like Terrorists, executed and never hurt anyone ever again." Palpatine took a breath and smiled. "Long live the Empire." He nodded and the group moved off.

"Force Sensitive, you saw it!" Vader said and paced the floor, his cape flaring out behind him. "That Thompson's boy's eyes were golden for a while like the sith… But he isn't trained, Master what are we going to do?"

"First of all he isn't trained, and he would be of great use to us… When he is of age train him Lord Vader, when he is on board your ship you can train him." Palpatine said and nodded to the door. "Now go do your job... I sense it is nearing the end of the war."

Looking down from the holo vid Obi Wan sighed, he had seen the golden spread through the boys eyes at each kill, most people wouldn't notice, but the Force had willed him to know and know he did.

"Loose him, we will" Yoda said from his spot on the sofa. "Dark Side turn he is. Train than him we cannot" Yoda finished.

"That was what I was afraid of Master Yoda." Obi Wan sighed and looked down.