One Week Later
Coruscant
"You're looking much better, Anakin Skywalker."
Anakin sighed heavily as he looked up and saw that Emperor Andris was standing beside his bed wearing black mourning clothes, "Emperor Andris," he spoke quietly. "I'm feeling better."
"Doctor Jinn's skill has done wonders for your health," Emperor Andris replied in a quiet voice.
Anakin sighed as he looked over to where Luke slept, "I am sorry that Luke and I were not able to do more," he admitted quietly. "I had no idea that Captain Jenarra is expecting your child…"
"It was a secret between us and the medical staff," Emperor Andris replied softly, a somber expression forming on his face. "I do not know what has become of her, though, as the Rebels are quite slippery and they will use whatever they can to get an advantage. Even if it means killing my…"
Andris looked at the floor and sighed, "I admit that I am quite puzzled by why you and Luke chose to help the Empire," he finally said as he looked up. "Were you not raised in the Old Jedi Order?"
"I was recruited into the Jedi Order when I was nine years old and before that, I lived on Tatooine as a slave with my mother," Anakin replied quietly. "At the beginning of the Clone Wars, I married Padme Amidala Naberrie in secret and we had Luke and Leia shortly before Padme died on Mustafar. I barely survived and Leia was sent to the Organa family while I escaped to Tatooine with Luke."
Andris looked thoughtful and sat in a chair beside the bed, "Winter is now in the most secure cell I have on this entire planet," he spoke in a quiet voice. "I do not want to publicly execute her for her crime, though, as then I will never know where my family is. Winter, however, will not speak to me."
Anakin looked concerned, "From what I've been told, you and Luke have a relative here," Andris spoke softly. "Ryoo Naberrie was here recovering after she was kidnapped from her home, but she has since recovered and I have arranged a job and apartment for her. Would you like to visit her?"
"Emperor Andris, I have been a criminal in the eyes of the Empire since the end of the Clone Wars because I fled Coruscant with my children after the attack on the Jedi Temple," Anakin replied in a quiet voice. "Mon Monthma was going to turn me in if I did not serve the Rebellion…"
Emperor Andris looked concerned, but said nothing because he could sense Anakin's intense worry for Luke's safety and mental health, "Attempting to rescue Captain Jenarra and Doctor Tychon was the right thing to do and I do not regret it," Anakin admitted softly. "Luke…agrees with me."
As Andris sat there, pondering what to say, Dr. Jinn came into the Sickbay with a droid who was carrying a tray filled with food, "Doctor Jinn," Andris spoke quietly. "I'm interrupting your work."
"No," Dr. Jinn replied, having sensed that Andris would reach out to the Skywalkers for help to deal with the situation. "I arranged for food to be brought to Anakin and Luke so they can get stronger."
Emperor Andris nodded calmly as Luke woke, "Am I under arrest?" Luke asked, seeing the Emperor.
"No, I was just checking on your health after you both exhausted yourselves trying to help my mother and my Fleet Captain," Emperor Andris replied formally. "I am very much intrigued why you did it."
Luke sighed as he sat up in bed, "Because I help people when they're in trouble," he replied softly, sighing heavily. "It's how I grew up and it's how my father, my aunt, and my uncle raised me to be."
"Please enjoy your meals," Emperor Andris spoke quietly. "I have work to do."
As Emperor Andris left, Luke sighed heavily, "My anger's destroyed my marriage," he spoke in a quiet, sorrowful voice. "I've tried to contact her through telepathy, but it's not working…"
"Because you are mentally and emotionally broken, son," Anakin spoke gently. "You need to heal."
Luke frowned, "How can you have compassion on me after what I've done?" he asked in a confused voice, ignoring the droid as it set up the meal trays on their beds. "I used the Force for evil."
"Because you're angry over your mother's demise on the Death Star and you blame yourself," Anakin replied in a knowing voice. "You were given too much responsibility at once by the Rebellion and you became overwhelmed with anxiety and grief. On top of all that, I have compassion for you because you are my son and my love for you will not fade. I will help you heal if you will allow me to."
As Luke nodded, Dr. Jinn quietly excused himself to check on the welfare of his newly found son.
Bespin
"Stop trembling," Dr. Tychon spoke in a kind voice as she entered the quarters that she shared with Jenarra and saw that Jenarra was now wearing slip-on shows, brown pants, and a loose shirt with her hair done in a simple braid. "I asked for food to be brought to you, but 'they' wish to see us."
Jenarra sighed heavily, "I know they want to kill me and my baby," she spoke quietly.
"I will not allow it," Dr. Tychon replied firmly. "You are under my protection."
Jenarra reluctantly got up from the chair where she had been resting, "Is it true?" she asked softly.
"Is what true?" Dr. Tychon asked in a kind voice. "Don't forget your coat, dear one."
Jenarra sighed as Dr. Tychon covered her in a coat that Lando had delivered earlier, "Is it true you're an unclaimed Padawan?" Jenarra asked softly. "Padawans, they are children with the Force, right?"
"It is," Dr. Tychon replied quietly. "I had much potential, but all were afraid to train me and I was sent away after passing the age mark. I went to medical school on Naboo and was seen as someone with talent by Senator Palpatine. When he became Chancellor, I was given opportunity to serve as his Chief Medical Officer and I took it. That does not mean I agree with how he behaved during his reign."
Jenarra sighed quietly, "And you raised Andris?" she asked softly. "He says you are his mother."
"Andris's only memory of his birth mother is of her being killed when he was a year old," Dr. Tychon explained in a kind voice. "He was purchased by the Empire and Palpatine freed him upon seeing that he had potential. I was given charge over Andris and told to give him what he needed to grow well."
Before Jenarra could reply, Threepio appeared at the door, "I have been asked by the Council to escort you to a meeting with them," he spoke in an apologetic voice. "They have asked me to make haste."
Dr. Tychon silently walked alongside Captain Jenarra as they followed Threepio, the three of them finally stopping before a set of double doors. After a moment, the doors opened and Threepio led the women into the room. Leia, Sabe', Lor San Tekka, Lando, Wedge Antilles, and several others were sitting at a large table that was filled with hand computers. Sabe' gave the women a calm look.
"The unclaimed Padawan and the mate of the Emperor," Sabe spoke in a regal voice. "I did not believe that the Rebellion would ever have such an opportunity presented to us, but here it is."
Leia sighed, "How are we supposed to use them to free the rest of the Rebel Leaders from prison on Dalen Tacho?" she asked in a concerned voice. "We have very few resources available to us."
"We have a few ships that we scavenged after Endor," Wedge volunteered. "It's enough."
Leia scoffed, "Luke's a traitor and when are we going to deal with that?" Wedge suddenly asked.
"We don't know what happened," Leia replied in an upset voice. "All we know is what the news showed us. Anakin may have had some influence in them trying to disrupt their escape."
Lor San Tekka sighed, "They were both involved," he replied. "They assisted the Empire."
Lando suddenly got up, "If this Council is going to argue about what Luke and Anakin did, I am going to excuse myself and take our guests to get something to eat," he replied sternly. "That was part of the agreement, was it not? Until you actually have a plan, I am going to show them hospitality."
"Jenarra, what do you know about Dalen Tacho?" Leia asked, quickly switching tactics.
Captain Jenarra sighed, "It is the valley of waste, formerly known as Jedha," she replied quietly. "It is a valley of waste and ruin. After the battle there, the Empire fashioned it into a prison because it would be near impossible to escape from. It was one of the things Darth Vader considered a jewel; he has a fortress on Mustafar, but he would not spend time there. I only spent time on the ships."
"I think that's enough interrogating her for now," Lando spoke up firmly. "They haven't eaten."
Sabe gave Lando a look, but nodded, "You have my leave to take Jenarra to the canteen," she replied in a regal voice, shocked by the revelations about Vader. "We'll talk more later on. Doctor Tychon?"
Lando anxiously led Jenarra out of the room while Dr. Tychon stayed behind, "Just because the Old Jedi Order discarded you does not mean that you have no value to the future," Sabe spoke in a quiet voice. "You are Force-sensitive and I can arrange for a Jedi to be brought to you to train you."
"I have no interest in submitting to Jedi customs," Dr. Tychon replied firmly. "May I be excused?"
Sabe nodded and Dr. Tychon silently left, "Jedha?" Leia asked softly. "I thought it had been destroyed."
A heavy silence filled the room, "Wedge, how soon can our small fleet be ready to converge on Dalen Tacho?" Leia asked, quickly switching back to business. "I remember where it is and we have to…"
"We can be ready in a matter of days if we have the Falcon," Wedge replied anxiously.
Leia sighed and stood up, "Plan an assault," she replied softly. "I'll talk to Han about the Falcon."
Murmurs filled the room as Leia left and made her way to the quarters that she and Han shared with Jacen, Jaina, Chewie, and Threepio. Han was sitting in the front room, silently watching the holo-feed while Chewie sat at a table, working on some tools. The children weren't anywhere to be seen.
"The kids are napping," Han spoke in a glum voice. "How was the meeting?"
Leia scoffed, "The Council's divided on how to address what Anakin and Luke did," she replied.
"I didn't think the kid had it in him to stop a prison break," Han replied in an amused voice. "Did you actually get anything useful out of the old fossil that escaped? Has he told you anything truthful?"
Leia frowned, "Lor San Tekka said that the experience traumatized him and that he needs time to collect himself before he shares about the experience," she replied in an upset voice.
"The news feeds are showing security footage from the day of the breakout," Han replied softly.
Leia sighed, "Don't be too hard on Luke or Anakin," Han spoke quietly. "They didn't grow up involved in the Rebellion like you and they didn't grow up fighting the Empire. It's foreign to them."
"Anakin was a Jedi Knight," Leia replied sternly. "Why would he suddenly help the Empire knowing that they almost killed him and killed his wife? It's because of the Empire that I never knew him."
Han sighed and resumed watching the feeds while Leia went to the computer, determined to do research on both Anakin and Luke that would help her understand why they had did what they did.
Naboo
Derrick sighed heavily as he stepped out into the morning cold wearing a royal tunic and appropriate winter wear over his clothing. Emperor Andris had sent him a brief communique about what had happened on Coruscant and had advised him to let his subjects know about the danger the small, yet aggressive Rebellion posed to the galaxy. Derrick had released a brief statement to the media and had advised people to not trust the Rebellion; they were nothing but a threat to future stability.
After issuing the statement, Derrick felt heavy because he knew that Naboo wouldn't be safe forever; sooner or later, the Rebellion would return. The very thought of it made him feel sick inside.
Footsteps neared and Derrick sighed as he turned and saw his new Chief of Security, Captain Radon, coming up behind him, "Is this necessary?" Derrick asked. "Must I accept an escort in public?"
"It is a security precaution due to what happened on Coruscant, your Highness," Captain Radon replied in a quiet, respectful voice. "Your parents have protection and they insisted upon it for you as well."
Derrick sighed, but nodded, "Very well," he replied softly. "We're off to visit Senator Calrissian."
Captain Radon nodded and followed Derrick through the streets, pausing as they walked in the direction of the hospital, "He has an appointment with Doctor Dameron today," Derrick stated.
The two continued to the hospital in silence and Derrick found himself grateful for the quiet as they entered the waiting area. A medi-droid stood behind the counter, having been stuck manning the centre because people had been too afraid to come to daily work following the attack on Coruscant.
"Where is Doctor Dameron?" Derrick asked in a quiet voice. "And is Senator Calrissian here?"
The droid checked the computer, "Doctor Dameron is with a patient, but Senator Calrissian is at home because his appointment is not until later in the day," it replied. "You may proceed forward if you wish."
Derrick sighed and moved down the hallway with Captain Radon at his heels. He could see Dr. Dameron in a patient room, but the area around the bed was cordoned off so he couldn't see who the patient was; he did, however, sense that it was Amythest and Kieran being assessed.
Shame and regret filled Derrick as he reflected on the past and he bowed his head, unwilling to let himself look at anything in front of him. He and Amythest had yet to have a conversation about Kieran or anything else, as she had been thrown into a marriage with Luke by the Rebel Leaders and he had treated her like a breeder and Kieran like a Jedi recruit. Not only that, but Leia and Han had abandoned her, Kieran, and Obi-Wan on Naboo and had gone off to meet with other Rebels wanting war.
The pain of what he had done on Tatooine and Naboo still haunted him, but he reasoned that being thrust into the role of public servant with the burden of a planet on him was appropriate penance for his sins. The Empire had given him the role and Derrick would hold it until he someday died.
Suddenly, the curtain opened and Derrick saw that Pooja had helped Amythest dress in a simple Nabooian outfit that most local women wore. While Amythest sat on the bed, Pooja sat in a nearby chair with Kieran in her lap and all of them were listening to Dr. Dameron speak quietly to them.
"Captain Radon, please guard them," Derrick spoke quietly. "I need a moment alone."
Before Captain Radon could reply, Derrick retreated to the nearby courtyard and sat on one of the benches that had been covered by a blanket so it wouldn't freeze in the cold. He didn't normally enjoy cold, as he had grown up on the desert world of Tatooine and was very much used to the climate.
This is my penance, as decided by Emperor Andris, for harming his sister and using anger and violence to address a problem. Derrick silently thought with his head bowed. I will serve in this all of my days.
You are learning. Andris's voice suddenly spoke in Derrick's mind. As you age, you will become wiser.
"Your Highness, Lady Skywalker wishes to speak with you," a voice suddenly said.
Derrick looked up to find Captain Radon standing there, "She does?" he asked nervously.
"Her Ladyship is waiting in the atrium," Captain Radon replied quietly, giving Derrick a look.
Sighing, Derrick rose and made his way to the hospital atrium where Amythest was sitting on a couch, silently watching as Pooja got Kieran some food, "Lady Skywalker," he spoke in a calm voice.
"Ugh, please don't," Amythest replied irritably. "The Rebellion forced me into a marriage with Luke for Kieran's sake and then I was left with Kieran and this unborn one while Luke fled. We were not ready for anything resembling marriage. Mon Monthma just wanted Luke to restart the Jedi Order."
Derrick frowned, "Don't what?" he asked in a confused voice. "I'm a little lost here…"
"Don't call me Lady Skywalker," Amythest replied firmly. "I am a Skywalker in name only even though Luke forced me to consummate the marriage. The title of Lady is reserved for nobility…"
Derrick silently sat on the couch, "You are the mother to my son and that makes you nobility," he replied in a quiet voice. "I know Luke's on Coruscant right now, but I thought you would…"
"I don't know what I'm going to do yet, but Luke doesn't have a say," Amythest replied in a firm voice.
Derrick suddenly felt confused, "I'm going to send him a letter and ask him what his intentions with our arrangement are," Amythest spoke quietly. "If he wants to talk to me in-person, he'll have to come to Naboo because I'm not to leave the planet until we're stronger…the baby and I."
"To be fair, I have no idea what you were doing on Durami and Andrina in the first place," Derrick replied in a concerned voice. "In the short time I've been king, I've been reading up on the sectors and those are very dangerous, barren planets. They were used as Jedi training grounds in older days."
Amythest sighed, "I was appointed king after I disgraced you," Derrick spoke softly. "You may be wary of Andris, having never grown up with him, but he is aware of who you are to him and was quite angered that I hurt you so badly. This was to teach me discipline and it is my penance."
"Andris…knows who I am to him?" Amythest asked in a surprised voice. "And this is a sentence?"
Derrick nodded, "He forgave your little encounter on Bespin because he was not yet aware that he had family," he explained quietly. "And he does not govern the way Palpatine does because Palpatine was responsible for the separation of his family. Your father has told him that much about the past."
"Would you like to make a visitation arrangement for Kieran?" Amythest asked softly.
Derrick sighed and stood up, "I would, but I will not force it," he replied. "When you believe I have earned the right to visit Kieran and know him, you are welcome to make it known to me."
Amythest suddenly paused and rose from her seat. Derrick turned to see Obi-Wan standing there in a clean tunic and cloak with his hair and beard clean, "Obi-Wan Kenobi and Sola Naberrie have offered Kieran and I a place at their residence," Amythest explained softly. "It's quite near the palace."
"Then I should get back to my duties," Derrick replied softly, suddenly feeling as if he deserved to die by Obi-Wan's hands after all that he had done. "I was assigned a bodyguard due to circumstances…"
Obi-Wan frowned as Derrick bowed and silently excused himself with Captain Radon at his heels, "Sola is preparing the place for you both," he explained, gazing at Amythest. "I sense turmoil…"
"As do I," Amythest replied, frowning as she watched Derrick and Captain Radon retreat.
Coruscant
Vader's hand rested on Luke's shoulder, "You know who I am and I've missed you," a soft voice spoke in Luke's ear. "This is what the Emperor made me, but I can make you so much better than you or your father could ever aspire to be on your own. Your father is with the Emperor now…and you are mine…"
There had been a brief time where he and his father had been separated on the Death Star and he had been left with Vader. Vader had used the Dark Side of the Force to access his mind and fill it with evil energy; it was something Luke had tried desperately to conquer on his own through his visits to Durami and Andrina, but it was making him ill. He couldn't heal alone, but he was afraid to ask for help.
Once the meal had been finished, Luke had volunteered to take the trays back to the canteen himself, lying that the exercise would be good for him. He had been allowed to do so and he had dropped the trays off, but had also stolen a sharp knife from the canteen on his way out.
The security was tighter, but Luke knew that droids and Stormtroopers were dumb and wouldn't search him; he had hidden the knife in his pocket and was now in the garden with it. It would be better to die than live with Vader connected to his soul. Vader was dead, but his spirit was very much alive.
Sighing heavily, Luke took the knife out of his pocket and gazed out at the Coruscant cityscape as he prepared to stab himself in the heart. His eyes filled with tears and something suddenly grabbed his wrist with such a force that Luke couldn't move it. Luke froze; he had been caught attempting suicide.
Luke suddenly found himself being turned around and he sighed when he saw that his father was standing there holding his wrist, "I didn't want to believe you would consider suicide, but I sensed everything," Anakin spoke quietly. "Doctor Jinn wanted to come, but I told him I would handle it."
"You don't understand," Luke hissed darkly. "I've done terrible things. Let me die in my sins."
Anakin, however, didn't let go, "I will not," he replied firmly. "Release the knife or I will break your wrist in one movement. Luke, I knew you were hurting, but I didn't ever imagine…"
Luke flinched as he suddenly saw Emperor Andris watching curiously from a higher balcony while Dr. Jinn and some medics watched from near the doorway. Pain shot through Luke's body as he suddenly felt the combined anger of Leia and Vader; he could hear both of their tauntings in his head.
Anakin frowned as Luke's grip on the knife suddenly loosened and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious. It was then that the full energy of Leia and Vader's anger hit him without restraint.
"Oh, good Lord," Dr. Jinn spoke anxiously as he hurried over to them. "Anakin, what…Anakin?"
Anakin, however, felt frozen in place by the combined strength of Vader and Leia's anger that he had sensed overpowering Luke. He had felt Leia's anger growing ever since Vader's death and he now worried that Leia was touching upon the dark side without being aware she was doing it.
"Anakin?"
Anakin blinked and suddenly felt a hand on his back, "You seemed far away," a voice spoke.
"I could feel hate," Anakin spoke, turning to face Dr. Jinn as medics put Luke on a stretcher and carried him back inside where it was warm. "Leia is angry at Vader and at Luke…for their decisions."
Dr. Jinn nodded, "I'll make sure Luke gets the best possible care and he'll wake up feeling a lot better," he spoke quietly. "You're well enough to be released from the Sickbay if you want to be."
"My place is with my son," Anakin replied softly. "He helped me when I was broken…"
Dr. Jinn sighed, "Just give us time to settle Luke in," he spoke gently. "All right?"
The crowd quickly cleared and Anakin found himself alone in the courtyard with only the view for company. Sighing, Anakin sat on a bench, closed, his eyes and silently summoned his strength.
Bespin
The 'war room' was small, but it had enough space for the simple equipment that had been carted from Endor to scan for Imperial vessels and plan strategies to defeat them. It was here that Leia found herself after trying to talk to Han about taking the Millennium Falcon to Dalen Tacho and freeing the Rebel Leaders from prison. Han was simply concerned about dragging their children all over the galaxy.
Leia sighed irritably, "Leia, really, you remind me of your mother when she was cross," a voice said.
"Who's there?" Leia asked in a confused voice, frowning as Anakin suddenly appeared. "Anakin?"
Anakin sighed calmly, "When your mother and I were first together, she was a spitfire just like you," he replied in a quiet voice. "She, however, did not allow her emotions to be the cause of pain for others."
"I am nothing like Darth Vader," Leia replied angrily. "You said that Padme is Darth Vader right?"
Anakin gave Leia a look, "Padme had gone to negotiate with Palpatine and died of a broken heart on Mustafar," he explained in a quiet voice. "Palpatine filled Padme with darkness and made her Vader."
"You also have the Force, Leia," Anakin replied firmly. "Your emotions are extremely negative."
Leia scoffed, "I would love to sit and spend time with my children, but the Empire has done terrible things that we have to try and resolve," she replied angrily. "We have to clean up the Emperor's mess and we have to do it without the Jedi. We have very little help and very little time to do anything…"
"You condone the kidnapping of decent people?" Anakin asked sternly. "That is not noble."
Leia swore, "We kidnapped the Empire's Chief Medical Officer and the captain of an Imperial fleet," she replied in a stern voice. "We can use them to free the other Rebel Leaders and gain leverage."
Anakin gave Leia a look, but Leia glared back at him, "Your anger is harming your brother," he replied.
"I wasn't raised with Luke and I don't know him at all," Leia replied sharply. "How am I harming him?"
Anakin's eyes narrowed, "You are clouding his mental health with your negative emotions through the Force," he replied in a firm voice. "Your ambitions are driving people who care for you away…"
"My family are Han, Chewie, and the twins," Leia replied firmly. "I just met you and Luke a few years ago. You were both helpful, but I don't know if we can consider ourselves a family. We're strangers…"
Hurt filled Anakin's eyes at that comment, but he nodded, "Beware of your choices, Leia," he said in a quiet voice, suddenly feeling tired. "If you hold to your anger, it will take everything you love away…"
A cold, uneasy feeling filled Leia as Anakin vanished from the room, but she pushed it aside.
Naboo
"Your Highness, you have a visitor," Derrick heard Captain Radon speak. "Do you wish to see him?"
Derrick, who had been looking through holophotos of Kieran that Amythest had sent him while on Naboo, looked up. Obi-Wan was standing at the doors with a calm, but worried Captain Radon.
"Let him approach," Derrick replied, hiding the photos in his deep pocket. "Master Kenobi."
Obi-Wan sighed as he approached the throne, "I sensed some strange emotions in you when you left the medical center," he replied in a quiet voice. "Amythest…she would not speak of your conversation."
"I am serving a life sentence, Kenobi," Derrick spoke quietly. "It was the wishes of Emperor Andris."
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, "The Emperor sentenced you to this?" he asked in a confused voice.
"My behavior was unforgivable and inexcusable," Derrick replied tersely. "I must live with the burden and the loss of what I could have had. The Emperor has given me this as a way to establish boundaries for my emotions. My parents are very forgiving and loving, but I am not deserving of it at all."
Obi-Wan looked confused, but said nothing, "The people of Naboo have taught me responsibility, temperance, compassion, and decency," Derrick spoke softly. "I am better off restrained…"
Emotion filled Derrick's voice and he sighed heavily, "My uncle and my parents did their best to help me, but I could not learn properly," he spoke shakily. "My burden is what it is and it is deserved."
"And so you will die with your burden and not consider hope?" Obi-Wan asked quietly.
Derrick scoffed, "I do not know if there is hope for me, Kenobi," he replied darkly. "I do not feel it."
"And what of your son?" Obi-Wan asked in a concerned voice. "Will he not know his father?"
Derrick shrugged, "That is not my decision," he replied. "I was in love with the desert jewel, but…"
"You are in love with her still," Obi-Wan interrupted. "Those emotions are not easily hidden."
Derrick rose and walked over to Obi-Wan, "She married Luke and even I understand the sacredness of marriage," he replied in a cold voice. "We were intimate a long time ago, but her love…is not with me."
"You have no idea what she's been through and no idea where her head or heart is at," Obi-Wan hissed.
Derrick sighed, "What I do know is that a war is on the horizon because of what happened on Coruscant," he spoke, changing the subject. "Naboo is neutral, but I sense that will soon change."
"Do you think the Empire will force Naboo to take a side?" Obi-Wan asked nervously.
Derrick scoffed, "The Emperor doesn't force anyone to do anything," he replied. "I accepted his chastisement and my punishment for terrible behavior. I am trying to atone for my sins."
"And yet you refuse to feel any emotion," Obi-Wan observed. "You seem numb to the world."
Derrick nodded, "You have the Force, but you are allowing it to kill you slowly rather than exploring the person you could be because of it," Obi-Wan observed, suddenly feeling himself come to life.
"I know little of how it works, Master Jedi," Derrick spoke quietly. "I am a rogue and an outcast."
Obi-Wan was silent for several moments, as he could sense Derrick's strong desire to break from the grief he had brought upon himself. He was, however, wary as to if he could be a good teacher.
"I…I can teach you how to use the Force to help yourself," Obi-Wan offered reluctantly.
Derrick looked reluctant, but nodded, "You seem drained from your encounter with Amythest," Obi-Wan spoke in a quiet voice. "I will return in a few days and do what I can to be your teacher."
"I would appreciate it very much," Derrick replied, a humility in his voice. "Thank you."
Obi-Wan nodded, bowed, and silently left the throne room; he could sense that Derrick was genuine about wanting to learn the good of the Force, but he was also reluctant to allow himself the freedom.
I do not know where this will go, but it may help. Derrick thought as he returned to his throne.
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