Prologue: A Broken Empire

It has been two months since the Death Star was destroyed. Anakin didn't know how to feel. He looked over at all his friends and noticed Leia looking sad, she has never looked sad before her eyes were tearful and she kept on thinking about crying. Something inside hit Anakin, he wanted to celebrate Pamdé's life. Something was stopping him. The planet Noobo hasn't been doing well since her death.

Everything has been going down. Darth Vader has been plotting a big plan to destroy the council, if Anakin is going to do something, he is going to make sure everything is okay. And he will get revenge on Darth Vader.

He went into his chamber and noticed Luke Skywalker there, he was sighing in fear or something. It looked like he has been crying. Nothing has been better. Luke didn't know what to do, he saw Anakin and sobbed.

"Friend…P–please help me, I can't do this anymore." He said.

"You can't do what?"

"I can't live."

"Excuse me?"

"I don't know what to do."

Anakin's voice was shrill. He did not know what to do or say, he felt like crying or making a big conflict about how Luke should still live, something didn't feel good inside of Anakin. He really did not want to worry or bother. Of Luke's life.

"Good morning, sir." Yoda said to Darth Vader, it has been a long time since he has spoken to the Death Star leader. He wanted to make sure everything was okay. Before everything went down at the dinner later tonight.

He wanted to make sure no one was going to yell or argue, no matter how heated things get. All Yoda wanted was a nice and comfortable dinner.

He did not want to be bothered by everything.

"What do you want from me, Yoda?" Darth Vader asked.

"I…I just want to ask you about the dinner tonight, are you ready?"

"What do you mean?"

"I know how you get…"

"Excuse me?"

"I know how you get when you are mad."

"Oh, I get really mad. This whole Empire will DIE!"

The next few hours were dark. Yoda has been thinking about dinner, when all of a sudden Anakin came in with panic in his voice; he sounded like he wanted to cry. And he didn't know what to do.

"What's the matter?"

"I think Luke wants to kill himself."

"Is everything okay…?"

"I don't know."

"Why?"

"Because…Because…I don't know."

"Anakin, you should not have to worry; I know how to help Luke, he just needs intervention, and he might need to go somewhere. Don't worry. I'll help."

"Thanks Yoda."

"No problem."

Anakin left the room feeling good, he did not want to deal with Luke killing himself anymore. All he wanted to do was wait.