Owen continued to wonder what his fate was going to be, he knew that he was in very serious trouble with Anakin/Darth Vader, the boy he knew was very protective over his family and his mother most particularly. He fully expected to receive the death penalty and to die most painfully. What he didn't expect was to find the door opening and to see Lord Vader enter the room with Luke.

Luke dressed in a fine black suit of expensive fabrics and a pair of black leather boots made of nerf-hide, it was obvious that Luke knew who his father was, the next words confirmed it, "Owen, this is my son, he has some things to say to you before your execution."

Luke glared at the farmer with all the hate and anger he could muster, the dark energy filled the room and Owen backed into a dark corner as far as he could get, "Luke, this is why I didn't want you near him, he is corrupting you."

"He is my father! You and Obi-Wan took me away from him; he is the only one, who cares for me, who has given me food, clothing, and attention. All you did was to deny me these things, all I wanted from you was acceptance Uncle Owen, even that was denied to me, because you figured out who my father was and didn't tell me that he was still alive. I hate you Uncle Owen."

Luke gathered the dark energy to himself and before Lord Vader could stop him, he grabbed the Dark Lord's lightsaber and decapitated Owen. Luke shut off the lightsaber and fell to the Lord Vader's feet sobbing.

"Shh, it is finished, one day you and I will confront Obi-Wan as well, but not now."

Luke lifted to his feet and he wrapped his arms around his father's waist as he ordered the stormtroopers to take care of the body. After meditating, Luke fell asleep.

Lord Vader entered his darkened chamber and after removing his helmet breathing the heavily oxygenated air, he relaxed. As he meditated a solution to the uprising of the traitorous clones and their makers, Kaminoans; an idea came to him one he never had thought of before, could it be possible for them to regenerate his lungs and everything he lost on Mustafar? Because with his son by his side, no doubt he could take on the Emperor and his insanity, it was almost a too perfect plan. After donning his armor, Lord Vader left his quarters to speak to his private medical doctor, Dr. Frederickson. The good doctor immediately came from his quarters, although it was three o'clock in the morning, Imperial time. "Is everything okay, milord?"

"Yes, I need my personal medical file."

"Certainly, just a moment, are you well?"

Lord Vader took the datapad and after motioning the doctor to take a seat, he took a step forward. "I must know that this conversation will not leave this room, that what questions I'm about to ask will be answered truthfully and honestly."

"Of course, milord, what's troubling you?"

Lord Vader would know in a minute if what he was thinking was foolish and idealistic, but he had no choice. "Dr. Frederickson you have been my physician for a very long time and despite our differences you have never been disloyal and even though I've never thanked you personally, I have always appreciated your honesty and integrity."

"Thank you, milord."

"Is it possible that my lungs can be cloned to be healthy?"

"I've been waiting for years for the question to be asked, milord. Here is the research I've completed." Another datapad given to Lord Vader and he nodded his head.

"We are headed to Kamino you will board a shuttle with me and my son. Bring your raingear."

Dr. Frederickson smiled as the Dark Lord left his office and decided to get some more rest.

Luke incredibly excited had a very hard time to settling down; he didn't expect to be able to go on a mission with the Dark Lord, his father. He still even after meditating on it had a hard time thinking him of his father. Now he understood why he took care of him, it was what he had always dreamed. Luke finished pulling on his black boots when his father entered his quarters.

"Are you ready, my son?"

"Yes, I'm so excited; I've never been to another planet to meet other people."

"Remember what I said about behaving."

"Yes, father I will." Luke sighed as he realized that his father was going into a darker mode, but the gentle feelings of love were still there for his son. Luke didn't like it much, being around his father when he was in the "Darth Vader" mode. He was strict, overbearing and extremely overprotective, as he wouldn't allow Luke to leave his sight for long. Luke pulled on his cloak and lifted his hood; he made sure that he had packed well for his trip to a water-filled planet. As the Imperial shuttle landed, Lord Vader, Luke Skywalker and Dr. Frederickson greeted by Lama Su, the Prime Minister of Kamino, Luke stared at the tall alien and wondered how it was possible that such an alien could be taller than his father.

"Welcome to Kamino, Lord Vader, come we have much to discuss."

"Yes, we do."

Lord Vader and his entourage taken to a conference room the room was the brightest white with beautifully carved chairs that descended from the ceiling and Luke stood by his father, very silent, as he told. As the Prime Minister talked about the unnecessary Imperial presence, Lord Vader cut to the chase.

"Prime Minister, Lama Su, this is my personal physician Dr. Frederickson; I have a proposal to make. Nearly ten years ago, I nearly mortally injured in a lightsaber duel, my legs and my arm sliced off and adding to that trauma, my lungs, vocal cords and internal organs severely damaged. You are a specialist cloner; I need to know if it is possible to regenerate my vital organs to where this armor becomes unnecessary. For if it is, you will not only have the Imperial presence removed, but you will also have my gratitude."

Lama Su leaned back and folded his hands together as he thought for a moment, and knew that Lord Vader was many things, a liar was not chief among them.

"I must examine you, Lord Vader to tell you whether this will be possible or not."

"So be it." Lord Vader stood and followed Lama Su out of the conference room to a medical suite, which had its on convalescence apartment with three bedrooms, a shower, and deep hydrating bath. "These will be your quarters; I will have Doctor Frederickson across the hall."

"That will be fine." Dr. Frederickson stated as he followed Lama Su to the apartment across the hall.

"Luke, you must remain in these quarters, while the physicians examine me."

Luke sighed but knew that there was no arguing.

"Good boy." Lord Vader patted his son's head and exited the room.

Luke watched as the swirling of his father black cape dramatically followed the Sith Lord out of the room.

Luke unpacked his bags in the room with the patio and never felt rain before on his skin. Therefore, he removed his cloak and stepped out into the torrential downpour and despite the coldness of it; the boy enjoyed it. It seemed that Luke was outside for longer than he thought and suddenly felt a hand pulling him indoors. He was staring at his father's chest plate. "What do you think you were doing? Are you trying to catch a cold?"

Luke shivered and began uncontrollably sneeze, "I've just never felt the rain before or seen it." Luke weakly explained.

"That's no excuse; did I not tell you to remain inside?"

"Uh-oh, please I'm sorry father, please don't beat me." Luke fell to his knees and cried.

"I will not beat you, my son. Have I ever?"

"No, but I never disobeyed you either." Luke cried.

"Yes and that is why you are going to take a warm shower and go straight to bed."

"What about dinner?"

"You should have thought about that before venturing outside in the rain."

After Luke escorted to the shower, he started the warm water as his father brought in his pajamas and underwear. Luke finished showering and dried his hair with a towel. His father was sitting on the sofa, looking at some reports.

"Father?"

"Mm?"

"Do you forgive me?"

"What sin have you committed lately?"

"I disobeyed you and I'm sorry." Luke whispered.

"Apology accepted, young one."

"May I ask a question?"

"One question and then it's off to bed with you."

"What's going to happen after they heal you?"

"Nothing that you need to worry about, Luke; its time for bed."

Luke sighed as he left the living room and entered his own bedroom. "When are they going to start the surgery?"

"By the end of the week, now I don't want you to worry about this, Luke. You need to get some sleep."

"Father."

"Good night, Luke; I'm fully aware of the stalling game you are playing."

Luke sighed his father was always onto all of his tricks, damn, its tough having a Sith Lord as a parent, you can't get away with nothing.

"Language, young one."

Luke rolled his eyes at the ceiling and muttered the words of Huttese, "Fierfek!" (Curses.)

"Chess Ko, Luke Skywalker." (Be careful)

"What, how do you know Huttese?"

"Goodnight, Luke; do not make me come in there."

Luke shuddered as he turned on his side facing the window; his stomach rumbled slightly as he watched the rain continue to pour.

"Well at least he didn't beat me." Luke smiled as he fell asleep.

Author's Note: Somehow I goofed up my chapters so I had to repost them, thank you QueenNaberrie for catching this. I really appreciate it. Darth Gladiator45