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Ch. 11

Luke was sitting quietly on the bed when Vader returned, so enveloped in his thoughts that even when Vader entered, Luke didn't startle like he usually did.

"Luke," Vader spoke. After no response, again Vader tried to call his son's attention. "Luke!"

"Huh? Oh…yikes!" Luke nearly fell off the bed as he turned to see Darth Vader standing before him. When he had regained his cool, he stood in front of Vader, trying to act as obedient as possible for the time being. *Better to be obedient now than later,* Luke thought miserably. *I can't believe I'm going to learn about the Dark Side.*

Darth Vader, however, was brimming with pride. His son looked incredibly handsome in black, and even though he could feel the waves of misery and anger, Vader sensed somewhere deep in Luke's subconscious, he knew this was his place. Vader just had to show Luke that.

"Come then," Vader grabbed Luke gently by his bruised shoulder and escorted his son out the door. As they walked down staircases and hallways, Luke noticed the absence of the other Imperials. Turning, to Darth Vader, he asked innocently,

"Where is everyone?"

"Everyone is mainly on the bridge," Vader explained. "These are private passageways anyway. I rarely use them, but they are a short way to get to the gym that you and I will be using for your training."

Luke winced at the last part, wishing he hadn't asked.

*Think about good things,* Luke reminded himself. "Think of Han and Leia and the others. Think about Obi-Wan.* As Luke walked down with Vader, he started to recall his limited memories with his old teacher, Ben Kenobi. The more Luke thought about the gentle old man, the more his happiness grew. Ben had always been there for him. Ben had always protected him. And his memories would protect him now, Luke was sure of it.

As Vader sensed his son's feelings, he tried to ignore them, but still he felt a surge of…jealousy? Darth Vader hadn't been jealous in a long time; he hadn't had anything he cared about that much to be jealous over. But the way Luke thought about that wretched Obi-Wan Kenobi filled Vader with envy. If that bastard hadn't taken away his son, Luke would look up to Vader, not Obi-Wan. Luke would believe in Vader, not Obi-Wan.

*Luke would love me, not Obi-Wan,* Vader thought enviously as Luke broadcasted the image of Obi-Wan training Luke on Solo's ship. It took all of Vader's dwindling self-control not to enter Luke's mind and destroy the memories.

*It would cause Luke pain,* Vader repeated in his head. *It would cause Luke pain and distance us even further. Don't enter his mind. Don't enter his mind!*

Luckily for Darth Vader, the entrance to the gym appeared ahead, taking his mind off his jealousy.

Luke looked worriedly at the black door with the letters The Gym printed in small grey letters. He wasn't ready; he wasn't ready to learn about the Dark Side and he wasn't ready to fight it like he knew he would have to. But as Vader guided him through the doors and into the medium-sized circular workout room, Luke realized that ready or not,

"Here it comes.*

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"So, boy," Vader began as he let go of Luke's shoulder. Spinning around, Luke watched Vader carefully.

"Have you ever had any teaching in the Force?" Vader asked. "And do try to say something, because I will get my answers one way or another and I'd rather not bring up that most annoying smuggler."

Looking around uncomfortably at the cold grey walls that offered Luke no comfort, the boy spoke,

"Ben taught me a little about the Force," Luke explained, hoping Vader wouldn't press much further.

"Obi-Wan," Vader corrected.

"Yeah, that was his name, we just called him Ben," Luke replied.

"We?" Vader asked.

"All of us on Tatooine-

"YOU GREW UP ON TATOOINE?" Luke cowered as rage poured from Vader, filling the room with anger and darkening the Force around them.

"Yes," Luke quivered.

Vader was about ready to destroy the whole room.

*How dare he! That monster! That bastard!* he seethed. In reality, Vader had knew this somewhere deep inside him all along. But he had ignored the clues; ignored the signs of Obi-Wan's treachery. He hadn't wanted to revisit that cursed place, and now he had paid the price. Even now Obi-Wan was letting him burn, watching as Vader tried to piece together the charred remains of his relationship with Luke.

*I won't let you do this, Obi-Wan! I won't let you win! Luke will join the Dark Side and then you'll see! You and the rest of your cursed Jedi! You'll all see!*

Luke, whimpered fearfully, attracting Darth Vader's attention.

*I have to calm down,* Vader thought as he looked at Luke, who was still cowering with alarm. *I will not upset Luke.*

"Wha-what's wrong with Tatooine?" Luke suddenly asked, his voice coated with fear. Vader eyed Luke inquiringly; so the boy had a strong curiosity for things just like he did once. Actually, Vader realized, *I still have a curiosity, particularly about Luke.*

"I myself grew up on Tatooine," Vader explained, trying to hide the anger in his voice. Hearing this, Luke cocked an eye brow.

"You grew up on Tatooine?" Luke asked incredulously.

"Where did you think I lived when I was young?" Vader inquired.

*Well I never really thought about you as a kid,* Luke thought, but responded with,

"I guess I thought you lived on Coruscant with the Emperor," he spoke.

"A good guess, but no, my family grew up Tatooine," Vader replied. "They were still there until recently."

"What happened to them?" Luke blurted, realizing what he just asked.

*I did not seriously ask that!* Luke thought worriedly, but he couldn't help it. As he had talked to Vader, he had let his guard down, and had asked the Sith Lord a personal question. He was having a personal question with Darth Vader for Force's sake!

Vader smiled, moved by Luke's young naivety as he sensed his son beating himself up for letting his guard down.

*Soon Luke, you will know everything. Soon…very soon.*

"All that will be explained in time, Luke," Vader spoke. As Luke tilted his head in wonder as to what Vader's words meant, Vader asked,

"So, what do you know about light sabers?"

Sorry I didn't post on my usual pattern, yesterday was very busy! So this chapter was mainly about Vader's feelings but I wanted to throw in some of Luke's to show their relationship. And guess who's coming for a surprise visit next chapter…Good Old Palpy! If you have any suggestions on writing Emperor Palpatine, feel free to share. I have an idea, but again, any requests or stuff like that is totally cool!