Author's Note: With the release of Kenobi, I thought it was finally time to get back into writing Obikin fanfiction. This is a story I initially wrote in 2016. I'm currently rewriting it to be more fast-paced and hopefully more exciting. It'll still be a slow burn Obikin story, but hopefully it'll have more momentum than the original, which has been deleted from due to some rather nasty reviews and because forbids stories that copy other stories. My apologies to anyone who liked the original. You can still view it out here on Wattpad if you're so inclined: 309014151-one-of-your-fathers-a-star-wars-fan-fiction
Prologue
The black figure gazed at the young man who stood at the end of the narrow beam, gripping the metal spire, closer than ever, but still out of reach. Luke Kenobi was glaring, nostrils flared, not at cauterised remains of his right arm, but at him.
"I'll never join you," said Luke, through gritted teeth.
Behind the rigid mask, a smirk creased his disfigured face. This defiance was familiar and could prove useful. "If you only knew the power of the dark side," he said, through his vocabulator, "Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your other father."
Luke stepped onto the ring at the base of the spire then turned to face him again. "Obi-Wan was my only father and you killed him.
"No, I am one of your fathers, your true father."
"No, no." Luke's face twisted. His eyes bulged. "That's not true. That's impossible."
"Search your feelings. You know it to be true."
His son cried out twice more over the howling wind.
"Luke, you can destroy the Emperor. He has foreseen this. It is your destiny, just as defeating the Jedi was mine. Do not mourn their loss. They sought to enslave you. I forbade it, but Obi-Wan ignored my wishes. He stole you from me, along with your mother and sister. Now you have returned. Join me and together we will rule the galaxy as father and son." He extended a gloved hand. "Come with me. It is the only way."
Luke refused to approach him. Instead, he leaned back and plunged into the chasm below.
For a few moments, the figure remained on the platform, with only the rushing air and his own rasping breaths for company. Then he ambled toward the safety of the low, triangular tunnels, where he had fought his latest duel.
The Force burned with the aspiring Jedi's fear and desperation. Luke had survived the fall, but he had denounced him and risked death to escape him. This was the boy he had held, fed and lulled to sleep for three years. Were his violent deeds monstrous enough to turn his own child against him?
No, it was Obi-Wan. He had taught Luke to hate his own father, to want him dead. There could be no higher betrayal.
He tried to summon the ruthless anger that had fuelled him for almost two decades, but the image of his former master brought forth other feelings. Memories which had refused to fully fade became vivid. He surrendered to the ceaseless stream which softened his parched heart and became lost in dreams of light, laughter and love.
Hope you enjoyed the prologue to the new version of One of Your Fathers. It's basically the same as the original so far, but the later chapters will deviate quite a bit, but hopefully in a good way. :)