However, the next morning, Anakin informed Luke of a doctor appointment that afternoon.
"I can't, I still have to gather information for my report, and I'm meeting Leia at the consulate."
"She will wait I'm sure, this is too important Luke."
"But I made an appointment and everything!" Luke whined.
Anakin became incredulous did his son just whine at him? "Change the time, Luke; your health is far too important."
"Why can't you change the doctor appointment?" Luke cried.
The temperature immediately dropped twenty degrees and Luke realized that he just pushed his father over the edge, "Why the sudden interest in school work, Luke? Before it was like pulling teeth to get you to do your homework."
"I like studying with Princess Leia, she makes schoolwork interesting."
"Regardless, you will change your appointment and we are through discussing this, understand? Be ready to go at 2:30 sharp, do not keep me or the doctor waiting do you understand?"
"Yes, father." Luke sighed, defeated.
After breakfast, Luke grudgingly walked to the library, where Princess Leia greeted him, "We have an appointment at 1:30 with Senator Binks, Luke."
"Yea, I'm going to have to cancel, my father made a doctor appointment for me at 2:30, he won't change it, and he's far too stubborn."
Leia sighed and then said, "Well, we can still go and you can make it back in time for your appointment I don't think it's going to take long to talk to Senator Binks, he's probably too busy to talk long."
Luke smiled and realized that Leia was probably right, "Okay, well let's list some questions we want to ask him then."
"Sure."
xXx
It didn't take long to for the Inner Circle to reach the Death Star; they were welcomed on board with open arms. The plotting soon began on how to eliminate Emperor Skywalker and install a non Sith Lord as Emperor. One thing they didn't expect was the loyalty that Admiral Piett and General Veers had for Lord Vader/Emperor Skywalker and they recorded most of the meetings and sent the transmissions secretly to Emperor. Decided that several charges would be set in, around, and near the reactor core; the slaves, loyalists of Lord Vader/ Emperor Skywalker removed and the charges set to explode. Since the Death Star was not in orbit around a planet, there would be no fallout to hurt indigenous life.
While the Grand Moffs, Inner Circle spent their time arguing who Emperor Skywalker's successor an urgent message came through and the communications officer patched it immediately through the conference.
"Well, well, what do we have here? Squabbling Grand Moffs, Palpatine's loyalists, arguing for the ultimate position of power, interesting indeed."
The table fell immediately silent as the large holographic image displayed Emperor Skywalker.
"My Emperor, this isn't how it looks." Grand Moff Tarkin stated.
"Oh, yes it does, and now I will see the end of any more threats to my power and my rightful place as Emperor. What's interesting to me is that all of you thought that I was so naïve and uninformed of your treachery. I guess you will never understand the power of the Force, unfortunately, you will never learn."
"Milord, you won't get away with this!" Motti arrogantly replied.
"Oh, but I will, Motti. Treachery is to be paid with your life." Motti gripped his collar somehow to release the unknown source of his inability to breathe.
"Emperor, release him!" Tarkin ordered.
"You are in no position to give me orders, Tarkin!"
After the brief demonstration that killed Motti, the entire Inner Circle and Grand Moffs pleaded on their knees for leniency.
"Admiral Piett is everyone loyal to the Skywalker Regime off the Death Star?" Emperor Skywalker asked through the communicator as Admiral Piett and General Veers stood on the Devastator.
"Yes, my Emperor."
"Very good, you may detonate the bombs when you are ready."
The last visage that the doomed men saw was a small tight malevolent smile grace Emperor Skywalker's face. Now he could research for a team to work for him and his emissary Bail Organa since the old Inner Circle tried, convicted, and sentenced to death, it seemed fitting for their pathetic lives to end on the Death Star itself. In some ways, it would have been more satisfying if he slew them directly with his lightsaber, like the Separatists on Mustafar so long ago. However, he also knew that there were still dissension in the ranks and no doubt that his skills directly challenged.
xXx
Prince Luke and Princess Leia took a hidden path between the Imperial palace and the Senate to meet Senator Binks. "Did you find out anything more about Senator Amidala?" Luke asked as they continued their long walk.
"No, its strange that all her records have been eliminated, it just gave her years of service and the day she passed away, from what I understand the people of Naboo still adore her and she has a memorial day set aside for their favored monarch."
"That's cool." Luke smiled.
"Yes, I think so, too."
Senator Binks munched on an apple when his secretary informed him of his two guests.
"Send them in, please."
Prince Luke and Princess Leia approached by the lanky Gungan and bowed respectfully to the Senator.
"Ani, is that you? Meesa miss you!" Luke brought into a tight embrace completely overwhelmed.
"Senator Binks, this is Prince Luke Skywalker, the Emperor's son and this is Princess Leia of Alderaan, Senator Organa's daughter." The secretary politely informed the confused Senator.
"Oh, meesa sorry, you look just like Ani."
"Who's Ani?" Luke questioned.
"Ani; Anakin Skywalker, yousa father."
"Yousa look like Padmé, Princess Leia."
"Padmé, you mean Senator Amidala?"
"Yes, meesa knew both Ani and Padmé, good peoples they were. Meesa miss them."
The hour quickly passed both Luke and Leia, until Luke heard his father's booming voice through the Force, Luke quickly jumped to his feet and interrupted Senator Binks by saying, "It was nice talking to you Senator Binks, but I must go!" Luke ran out of the senator's office and pulled a tendril of Force energy to enhance his speed. Luke ran headlong into his father's side, falling to the ground.
"Son, where have you been? Didn't I make it perfectly clear that you were to meet me for your Doctor's appointment?" Luke sat on the floor completely out of breath and his face was beet red.
"Are you going to answer me, young one?" He asked angrily as he put his hands on his hips.
"Yes, sir; Just uh, trying to uh catch my breath."
Anakin grabbed Luke by the arm and nearly lifting the boy off the ground walked him down the corridor to the medical department.
"You are in most serious trouble, young one. It is imperative that you avoid keep me waiting."
"I'm sorry, time slipped away from me." Luke replied as his father's grip on his arm tightened.
"Where were you that time would escape you so completely?"
"The Imperial Senate." Luke replied simply.
"Why were you there?"
"I was with Leia."
"Princess Leia, are you now on a first name basis with the Princess?"
"Yes, she calls me Luke."
"So why were you at the Senate?"
"To learn."
"Luke, you cannot hide your thoughts from me, it is useless to resist. Now you will tell me the truth and the whole truth, not in pieces."
"My liege, Dr. Frederickson is ready for you."
"We will continue this discussion later, my son."
Luke shivered a bit as he lifted on the table, Dr. Frederickson requested that Luke remove his tunic and lay on the bed. After some preliminary tests, Luke relieved that the tests ended without any shots. "My Liege, when was the last time he has had his immunizations?"
"I do not know did you manage to pull any records from Tatooine?"
"Yes, but they were quite sketchy. I've analyzed his blood from his previous time and he is missing approximately five immunizations."
"Is it dangerous to give them all today?"
"No, however he may feel unwell for the next day or so, until he builds some antibodies. Luke might also spike a high temperature and vomiting might be a problem."
"Okay, let's go ahead and do this then."
Luke jumped off the table to leave the room, when Anakin grabbed him, "Where are you going, young one?"
"Aren't we done?"
"No, the doctor hasn't dismissed you yet."
"Why?"
Just as Luke asked the question, he saw the syringes on the tray that the doctor was carrying.
"Oh, no! You ain't gonna give me no freakin' shots, forget it!" Luke bolted out the door only to find himself in his father's arms as he fought and kicked. "No, please I hate shots."
"Luke, you must hold still, I cannot give you the shots in your arm if you fight me."
"Will his posterior work, Dr. Frederickson?"
"Yes, but some of these might sting a bit."
Anakin smiled and as Luke fought his father's insistence on receiving these shots, Luke smacked his father's hands away as his belt was unbuckled and his pants dropped to the floor. Luke cried as he forced to lie on his stomach, "This is so unfair, please, father don't let him do this to me."
Dr. Frederickson saw Anakin wave a hand over his son's body keeping the boy prone and still.
"That's a neat little trick, my Emperor." Dr. Frederickson smiled.
The only Luke could do was to cry as the medicine from the shots continued to sting and hurt. Within five minutes, it was all over and Luke cried as his father helped him to dress and carried him upstairs to their private quarters.
Author's Note: Thank you all for your reviews. Of course none of this belongs to me—Darth Gladiator45