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"Why did you do that?"
"Why did I do what?" Duke-something-or-the-other asked absently, leading him to what appeared to be the soldiers' rooms.
"That," Vader tried to articulate. "That...with the droid... and you stopped your colleagues from interrogating me."
"I did it because it was the right thing to do." The pilot's jaw clenched."No one deserves to go what you've gone through again."
"You saw that?"
The pilot nodded. "I know it's none of my business, but what- -?"
"You're right. It is none of your business," he said curtly.
The boy nodded. "Alright. I'm sorry. Come on; I'll let you stay in my room. I used to room with Biggs, but..." he trailed off, lost in thought.
Vader frowned after the pilot.
He reminded him of someone... he couldn't quite put his finger on it...
"How did you shut off my connection to the Force?"
When in doubt, the blunt method always proved to be effective. That, and torture. But seeing as the boy had just saved him from being subjected to that very treatment, Vader figured it would be in bad spirits if he was to try it on the boy.
The pilot looked at him briefly, surprise reflecting in his blue eyes. Then he turned back to the cockpit and kept walking.
"Apparently I'm supposed to be a Jedi," he answered.
Vader raised an eyebrow. "Are you now?"
The child (yes, he was going to call Duke something-or-the-other a child despite being physically younger) was strong, but entirely untrained. A temple youngling would be able to defeat him.
But then again, he had managed to cut Vader off...
It was luck, he decided. The boy was lucky and I was distracted.
"Yes," the pilot said. He didn't sound too happy about it.
Good. Maybe he can be turned... Someone as powerful as him would be useful.
As the kid turned away from him, Luke felt a flicker of black intent. Ani's powers were still suppressed, he knew, but they weren't completely shut off. They were simply locked up, churning inside the boy's mind in a mass of vicious intent.
He had felt it before.
There was something about the dark aura...something weirdly familiar to another's, in a bone-chilling sort of way. The mannerisms were somewhat similar too, now that he thought about it, although Ani was far more childish (then again, he didn't exactly know what the other was like, but he envisioned a sombre sort of persona). But what did it mean?
"Does Darth Vader have a son?" he asked suddenly, taking a wild stab in the dark.
Ani gave him an incredulous stare."Are you stupid? He lives in a full-body metal suit. I doubt he can participate in any type of copulation."
That was a 'no', then.
He shook his head. "It's just...never mind. Let's get going."
"Imbecile," Ani muttered under his breath.
Luke pretended not to hear.
...
Oh, the irony.
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Still unedited, sorry. I haven't got enough time.
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