I DO NOT OWN STARWARS IT IS PROPERTY OF LUCAS FILM AND DISNEY
Anakin Skywalker now known as Darth Vader was entering a hell of his own making.
With all the Jedi traitors, nearly extinct, the republic destroyed, and loss of his wife and child.
He was too late.
No Anakin Skywalker was too late and weak. He said to himself. Donned in his Sith robes, with a hood over his face on his Star Destroyer. The young Sith pored over his computer deleting and destroying anything that had a trace of that was Anakin Skywalker.
o-o-o
Anakin had agonized over months of nightmares that ultimately lead to the fate of his mother dying in his arms. He vowed on that cursed desert planet that he would become so powerful that he would stop the people he loved from dying.
He was just too late…again.
He wasted so much time with the cursed Jedi and loathsome Obi-Wan. They don't understand power in emotion or the dark side.
Darth Sidious, as wise as he is had truly shown him what that power is. Vader just never had the opportunity to use it on the two people that mattered the most to him.
After the traitorous Jedi in Palpation's office were finish off, Anakin wept like a weak man for the loss of such scum. His new master was there to remind him how strong he had become.
He was then ready to accept that power.
His new destiny as Darth Vader.
Darth Vader showed no mercy when it came to the cursed temple on Coruscant. He along with the clones eradicated all the Jedi including the younglings in the name of the Empire.
That night, he was able to hold his Angel one more time. Tell her of his victory, before he left to end the war and bring peace to the galaxy.
On Mustafar, with his first assignment finished with the Separatist leaders were destroyed. The new Sith apprentice waited outside the building by the landing platform with Artoo with him.
He looked up and saw his wife's Nubian cruiser. He anticipated his Angel coming out to greet him.
But that loathsome Obi-Wan Kenobi came out of the ship and ruined everything.
The foolish Jedi started with his traitorous Jedi ramblings of rights and wrongs. He then started to challenge the newly turned Sith. The words between them became more volatile as both their sabers were drawn. As the fight escalated, the kriffing Jedi had the gall to bring up his mother, like he ever cared about her. Then the ever so blunt Obi-Wan brought up Padmé.
When he brought her up, the all his passion and anger exploded inside of the Sith Lord.
"YOU WILL NOT TAKE HER FROM ME!"
From there it was just pure rage on Vader's part. For the entire battle, Vader had released all the darkness inside his soul.
Every strike was deadlier from the last.
Till they reached a stalemate.
"It's over Anakin; I have the higher ground!" Obi-Wan shouted down to his lost apprentice.
Still lost in his rage, Vader was about to show Obi-Wan the extent of his power until a pull from the force willed him to stay on his Mustafar panning droid.
"THIS WHERE WE STAND! I WILL DESTROY YOU OBI-WAN AND WHAT IS LEFT OF YOU JEDI SCUM FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME AND THE EMPIRE. I WILL BE STRONGER THE NEXT TIME WE MEET!" Vader's eyes flared a sickly Sith yellow as he tossed his Jedi weapon at Obi-Wan's feet.
Suddenly, it seemed Obi-Wan broke as he picked up the weapon, and looked down on his demonic-looking fallen brother. The Jedi Master screamed full volume at him, raw agony ringing in his voice. "YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE! IT WAS SAID THAT YOU WOULD DESTROY THE SITH, NOT JOIN THEM! BRING BALANCE TO THE FORCE; NOT LEAVE IT IN DARKNESS!"
"I HATE YOU!" Anakin screamed still rooted in place as he watched Obi-Wan leave in a hurry towards the cruiser.
"Padmé..." he said softly and almost urgently. Obi-Wan nearly made him forget he needed to get to her… to save her.
But the past two days have taken its toll on him physically and emotionally. With the force only sustaining him.
The now Sith felt very fatigued and collapsed from the sheer exhaustion by his personal Starfighter.
Darth Vader, who still wore the physical appearance of Anakin Skywalker, had all his limbs save for his right arm.
He woke up a day later in the medical center. The Sith apprentice gripped his new prostatic on his right arm, then was greeted by his new master at his bedside.
"Darth Vader you gave us quite the scare, after a day I was worried something terrible had happened." He said in his now sickly voice.
Darth Vader in his bed looking up at his wise master who spared him. He had to know. "Master I must ask…where is she…. Padmé… is she safe… is… she... alright?" he asked in a soft voice that was borderline hysterical.
Darth Sidious knew this was his last connection to the light side and he was going to tear it.
"I am sorry, it seems the shock of your betrayal to the Jedi, sent her fragile body into shock and she could not recover. She along with your child have passed." Darth Sidious said as he watched the devastation swell inside of his apprentice.
The room went silent.
Then all at once, it fell apart.
"no… no… I felt… her..." the young Sith reached out for the familiar warm presence through their bond.
Nothing.
It was gone.
"NO!" he cried out in hysterics. "SHE WAS SUPPOSE TO LIVE!" he continued to cry out "NOOO!" and the room with everything around him started to shake and shatter in his wake.
o-o-o
The Emperor left his apprentice in hysterics for the next couple of hours. He knew that a renewed anger will grow from this pain. Pain that Darth Vader will inflict upon himself and the galaxy.
The mobility that his apprentice has is concerning. He saw it, his apprentice was supposed to be limbless and burned beyond recognition.
On the brink of death.
Darth Vader was supposed to be imprisoned in that suit and mask.
Oh well, with the death of that annoying senator and his offspring, all that grief; that guilt should be enough to control him.
Still, he needs to look into the future about this.
The doors opened to his office (now being converted into a throne room along with the rest of the Senate building) by his apprentice in his Sith robes, black boots, with his hair cut in military style, and eyes a Sith yellow with a hard look on his face.
Darth Vader bowed down and spoke, "Master I have a request for you."
"What is your request." Darth Sidious asked in his sadistic voice with his eyes blazing a sickly yellow, and his mangled face covered by a dark hood.
"I wish to destroy the existence of Anakin Skywalker. Every piece of him down to his step-family on Tatooine immediately." The Sith said with ice in his voice.
"I will grant your request apprentice." Darth Sidious said as he picked up a black chrome cylinder and used the force to passed it over to his bowing Sith apprentice.
"Since your old one is gone…." Darth Vader gripped it.
"You are dismissed."
o-o-o
It took the Ex-Jedi two days to reach the harsh desert planet.
Oh, how he hates Tatooine.
He thought as he took his personal Fighter to hot sands of the wrenched planet.
The newly turned Sith felt his anger growing as he landed his fighter in Anchorhead spaceport.
It was dusk when he landed. Darth Vader then acquired a speeder discreetly and made the journey to the outskirts of the Jundland Wastes where the Lars moisture farm was located.
The young Sith felt the force practically drag him there from the faintest reach of space. Now nearly a half mile away he felt his choice was as right as it was before.
He took the last quarter mile by foot to not attract attention. When Vader made it to the homestead, there was a dim light that shone in from the door and few windows around the home. It indicated someone was up.
The Sith Lord was about to go blazing in until he felt it.
Again.
That pull.
From the force.
That same pull that prevented him from making a fatal mistake against Obi-Wan.
Darth Vader closed his eyes behind his hood and listened to it.
Could it be?
Vader looks up into the house and sees it. A woman with a crying child. With that glimpse, he reached out and felt a powerful force signature. It had a striking similarity to his own.
His Child! Did she live long enough to give birth to their child? Their little miracle.
Vader with that thought made his way into the house. With his crimson blade ignited.
o-o-o
Earlier
The young couple that lives on the homestead on Tatooine was preparing for bed and tending to the child who was only a few days old.
Owen a little gruff and harden looked down at the child as his wife finished putting his diaper on.
"Owen," she said as she put Luke down in his makeshift crib in their room. "…I know you still blame Anakin for happened to your father…" she looked up at her husband as she watched Luke drift into an easy sleep. "…but you have to let that go, for Luke's sake."
Owen looked at his wife and said "I know that Beru…I just worry for Luke." As he looked at the sleeping child "I don't want him to end up like his father. I don't want to expose Luke to that kind of life." He finished in a whisper to his wife.
The couple made it to their bed. Lying down Beru faced her husband and continued his conversation. "I know you care for Luke more you realize and there is a part of you that loved Anakin like a brother. But you also have to know Luke is a part of Padmé." Owen softened his face a little bit. "Luke is going to have power beyond our knowledge and he is going to need guidance. We also must be there to love and care for him as he has to face the same darkness his father did." Beru said as she was rubbing her husband's face.
Owen took in what she was saying. He knew his wife was right he just wanted to protect Luke from the pain he was forced to go through with his stepmother, then his father, and now his stepbrother. He wanted to spare his step-nephew the pain. He then gave his wife a rare smile and drifted off to sleep.
The couple opened their eyes to the sound of wailing at their bedside.
This was not untypical unfortunately because the small child had that attachment already to his mother before she died. It seemed the child is still trying to reach out for her, as he has the last three nights.
It was Beru's turn to take the infant and calm him down.
So, she picks him up out of his crib with the white blanket that Obi-Wan had him wrapped in, and took him to the living room. Not realizing she was walking toward her death.
o-o-o
Present Time
Beru sat on the couch rocking Luke trying to quell his unrest. Beru knew it had to be the force. She saw him react the same way when Obi-Wan handed him off to her.
This had to be the time the infant felt the loss of his mother.
Beru was so preoccupied with the baby crying she did not notice a dark figure coming into the dimly lit room.
Vader quietly opened the door and shut it behind him. With his red blade raised, barked out. "Who is that child!?"
Beru recognizing the voice and turned around with bundle in her arms that was still crying.
A few moments passed with only crying filling the room.
Vader on instinct sent calming waves through the force to the child. Who stopped crying and seemed to enjoy the comfort he was receiving from the Sith Lord.
"I am not going to ask again who is that child?!" Vader demanded
"This is Luke…he is your son Anakin," Beru said in a terrified voice.
"Anakin is dead. If you value your life you will give the child to me!" Vader said with a lack of patience's evident in his voice.
Weighing her options quickly, Beru had come to the hard decision to give the child to Vader. Obi-Wan had been wrong about Vader never coming here.
"Put your blade away, I will not give him to you with such a dangerous weapon near him." She said as confidently as she could. She still had to think of Luke's wellbeing.
The Dark Lord contemplated his next actions. He never wanted to lower his defenses. But Beru did have a point.
There is no weapon that they could use to trick him and he wanted his son to be safe. So, he put the blade away.
Beru still shaking terribly watched the Sith extinguish and put it away.
Vader felt Luke reaching out to him, as he clipped his weapon at his side.
The Sith apprentice, then lowered his hood to see his son clearer in the dim light. As he lowered his hood, while still obscuring his face, he saw his child's half lid face look up at him for the first time.
The Sith Lord felt a wave of emotion that he could never put into words.
Beru at the same time noticed the Sith Lord's eyes briefly from under the hood. She saw a familiar blue, instead of a Sith yellow as Kenobi warned. That had to mean that he still had some love in his heart. Some piece of him that was still Anakin that still loved his wife, that will love his son.
She moved to give Vader the child until she heard a blast coming from the hallway.
Vader turned around and faced the source of the blaster bolts. "Stay away from him." Owen spat out with as much venom he could muster.
Beru stilled looking between the two, then down at Luke. She stayed rooted in her spot and tried to calm down Luke who started to cry again.
Vader felt his temper spike at the sight of Anakin's step-brother; he reached out with the force to rip the blaster to his hand. Then he reached out again and grabbed Owen by throat using the force.
"WHO ARE YOU TO DEFY ME, TO TAKE AWAY MY SON!" Shout Vader.
"NO! PLEASE NO!" Beru screeched on top of the noise of the crying infant.
Vader ceased his action and looked over at Beru and the tiny bundle in her arms. Luke ceased crying. His eyes were now open with fresh tear tracks on his cheeks. The few days old child looked over at Vader smiling, reaching out through the force, and with his tiny hands to his father.
"Give Luke to me," Vader said in a deadly calm voice to Beru who was holding the tiny child.
Beru still very fearful for herself and for Luke, moved almost droid like to the Sith. Still hesitant, gently gave the child over to Vader. The new father immediately cradled the tiny infant and held him like he was made of glass.
"No!" Owen said as he gathered the strength to get up and make his way toward the Sith Lord. "…you will not take him I promised Obi-Wan that I would protect him fro-" his speech was cut off by the Sith Lord's force choke.
"NOO!" screamed Beru. With the blaster still in hand, Vader fired directly at the woman.
She collapsed next to her husband.
Vader tossed the blaster aside and made his way out of the hovel. He carried Luke to the speeder while protecting him from the harsh desert winds.
He found a way to hold on to Luke till he made it back to his Star Destroyer.
He had a purpose now. He had a son to protect. No one would dare touch him. Luke would never be hurt or subjected to the Jedi's manipulations, or Darth Sidious's plans.
This was his last chance to give Padmé what she wanted. After everything was taken from them.
Vader owed Padme the galaxy. Now all he could do was raise her son the way she would want him to be raised.
o-o-o
Back on his Star Destroyer, the Sith stared in wonder at his son that he held in his arms.
His son!
His thoughts drifted on to what Owen said about his ex-master.
Protect him from what, from him? From his father. Of course, that what that weak Jedi would do. Leave his son at the mercy of that desert planet. A planet he would never return too.
Well, he is going to be in for a big disappointment.
Looking at Luke again the new father took in his delicate features. His little wisps of blond hair, strong chin, his peaceful face, and his sleeping lids that covered his electric blue eyes.
He saw himself, and his late wife.
Vader closed his eyes and felt his connection to the force.
It is raw, untapped.
Yes, a plan is forming in the Sith apprentice's mind.
Vader will train him. When he is old enough they will overthrow Palpatine and rule the galaxy as father and son.
Luke will be loyal to him. Because he loves his son and Luke will love his father.
That bond will never be broken.
The Sith lord will convince Sidious that he will train Luke.
All the while Vader will begin to vet loyal officers and place them in strategic position throughout the Navy and the galaxy's administration. Along with gaining loyalty among the Empire officers and his troops.
Treachery is the way of the Sith after all.
Vader will also be aware of the manipulation that Darth Sidious will try to inflict upon Luke.
It will not work because Luke is Padmé's child. The strong will of both of his parents and love he will receive from his father will ensure that.
Darth Vader smiled sadly. Padmé.
She was right they did have a son.
Luke will always be that piece of her in this galaxy, and no one will ever take him away.
Destiny had spared Vader his son. But the Skywalker twins will leave an impression on this galaxy neither Jedi nor Sith could ever think of.
It is my first fan fiction so I welcome all criticism...but please no flame