Note: Sorry this has taken so long. I'm not neglecting this story. I'm
still here. I feel so so so bad. I PROMISE that the next installment
won't take so long.
Chapter Two
Leia dodged left and right. Vader's lightsaber nearly came crashing down on her head as she rolled out from under it. She stood up and brought her lightsaber up. Then she, "AH!" Leia's leg gave out from beneath her.
Vader was by his daughter's side in a minute, "What's wrong?"
Leia rubbed her knee, "Just my knee again."
The knee injury Leia had received five years ago was costly to her. It has still never fully healed. Leia ran her fingers over the scar on her arm, "Someday it'll heal. All of it."
Vader helped his daughter up. She placed her hand around her father's waist to sturdy herself. "Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"Did they ever figure out who planned that attack?"
Vader bit his lip as he looked at his daughter. He had never really been a father to them. At least not until that attack. Then he had begun to devote a lot of his time to his children, and to vengeance. He suspected the rebels for a while but then realized that Mon Mothma would never play with the lives of Padme's children. "No."
"You have a theory don't you?" Leia asked.
She was always right on target, "I did but it never made sense." Vader replied.
Leia nodded and decided not to push it.
"Come on." Vader said. "Lets get you back to your room."
***
Hours had passed since Leia had returned to her bedroom to rest. She felt fine. Her knee was fine. Leia pressed to fingers to the scar on her abdomen. She had received a lot of injuries that day. She sighed and pushed back the covers. She threw her legs over her bedside and picked up the picture of her mother that was on her nightstand. "Oh mom. If only you were here."
"She's gone, Leia. Accept that." Luke said.
She glanced up at her twin brother, who was standing her doorway. "I know. But I miss her so much."
Luke sat down next to Leia, "I know. Me too." He ran his fingers over the glass that protected the picture. He shook his head.
"Something's bothering you." Leia observed.
Luke nodded, "I'm leaving with father tonight for Tatooine."
"Tatooine?" Leia asked, automatically thinking about her father's family.
Luke nodded, "A clan of Jedi have been spotted there."
Leia looked away from her brother quickly, "Luke, clearing the galaxy of Jedi isn't your job! It's Father's!"
Luke put the picture of Padme down. "No. It's the responsibility of our family."
Leia groaned and turned away from him, "You're pathetic. God! Luke. Father or Palpatine say jump and you say where. I can't take it anymore."
"Leia if anyone should be angry about the Jedi still existing it should be you."
Leia sneered ad her brother as she turned back around, "And why is that?"
"Because if it wasn't for them you'd never have those scars."
Leia's heart turned to ice. "You lie!"
"No I don't. Search your heart. You know its true."
Leia did search her heart and she found her brother to be a liar. "Get out."
Luke shrugged at her and left the room.
Leia threw herself on her bed, her picture of her mother in her hand. "Oh Mom. What to believe."
She got no answer, not that she expected one at any rate.
***
Luke and Vader finished the pre-flight before taking off to Tatooine. "Father?"
"Yeah Luke?"
"Leia says that the extermination of the Jedi is only your and Palpatine's job. Is it?"
Vader looked at his son as if he had just asked the dumbest question a person could ever ask. "No, son. It's the job of our family."
Luke nodded, "That's what I tried to convince her of."
"You can't convince your sister of anything, Luke. You know that."
Luke sighed, "I know."
"Come on." Vader said, "Let's get this over with. You still have school exams to take yet."
Luke groaned. Being the son of a Dark Lord did have its perks, but he still had to go to school.
***
Leia finished her study for her exams in time to go out. She pulled out black pants, black boots, and a black sleeveless shirt from her closet. She quickly dressed. She grabbed and arm band to put over the scar that was on her arm. She fluffed her short hair.
Her hair used to be long but she had gotten so sick of it and just chopped it off. Now it rested nicely on her shoulders. She pulled it back and up. She grabbed her ankle blaster off her nightstand and attached it too her ankle, inside her boot. Her hand hovered over her lightsaber for a moment. Should she take it?
Leia bit her lip. And then pulled back and grabbed her jacket. No, tonight she was not going to be Lady Vader. Today she was going to be just Leia. Not Leia Skywalker, not Lady Vader, not Lady Skywalker, just Leia.
"Mistress Leia!" Threepio cried as she was walking down the hall towards the door. "Where are you going?"
Leia slowly turned to the silver plated droid. If her father had only been a few days late in locating her and Luke when they were younger Threepio probably would have gold. "Threepio, I am going out."
"But Mistress!"
Leia pressed one finger to Threepio's mouth. "Not another word." Then Leia left. She walked down the long streets of Corscant. She was nervous and didn't know why.
Chapter Two
Leia dodged left and right. Vader's lightsaber nearly came crashing down on her head as she rolled out from under it. She stood up and brought her lightsaber up. Then she, "AH!" Leia's leg gave out from beneath her.
Vader was by his daughter's side in a minute, "What's wrong?"
Leia rubbed her knee, "Just my knee again."
The knee injury Leia had received five years ago was costly to her. It has still never fully healed. Leia ran her fingers over the scar on her arm, "Someday it'll heal. All of it."
Vader helped his daughter up. She placed her hand around her father's waist to sturdy herself. "Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"Did they ever figure out who planned that attack?"
Vader bit his lip as he looked at his daughter. He had never really been a father to them. At least not until that attack. Then he had begun to devote a lot of his time to his children, and to vengeance. He suspected the rebels for a while but then realized that Mon Mothma would never play with the lives of Padme's children. "No."
"You have a theory don't you?" Leia asked.
She was always right on target, "I did but it never made sense." Vader replied.
Leia nodded and decided not to push it.
"Come on." Vader said. "Lets get you back to your room."
***
Hours had passed since Leia had returned to her bedroom to rest. She felt fine. Her knee was fine. Leia pressed to fingers to the scar on her abdomen. She had received a lot of injuries that day. She sighed and pushed back the covers. She threw her legs over her bedside and picked up the picture of her mother that was on her nightstand. "Oh mom. If only you were here."
"She's gone, Leia. Accept that." Luke said.
She glanced up at her twin brother, who was standing her doorway. "I know. But I miss her so much."
Luke sat down next to Leia, "I know. Me too." He ran his fingers over the glass that protected the picture. He shook his head.
"Something's bothering you." Leia observed.
Luke nodded, "I'm leaving with father tonight for Tatooine."
"Tatooine?" Leia asked, automatically thinking about her father's family.
Luke nodded, "A clan of Jedi have been spotted there."
Leia looked away from her brother quickly, "Luke, clearing the galaxy of Jedi isn't your job! It's Father's!"
Luke put the picture of Padme down. "No. It's the responsibility of our family."
Leia groaned and turned away from him, "You're pathetic. God! Luke. Father or Palpatine say jump and you say where. I can't take it anymore."
"Leia if anyone should be angry about the Jedi still existing it should be you."
Leia sneered ad her brother as she turned back around, "And why is that?"
"Because if it wasn't for them you'd never have those scars."
Leia's heart turned to ice. "You lie!"
"No I don't. Search your heart. You know its true."
Leia did search her heart and she found her brother to be a liar. "Get out."
Luke shrugged at her and left the room.
Leia threw herself on her bed, her picture of her mother in her hand. "Oh Mom. What to believe."
She got no answer, not that she expected one at any rate.
***
Luke and Vader finished the pre-flight before taking off to Tatooine. "Father?"
"Yeah Luke?"
"Leia says that the extermination of the Jedi is only your and Palpatine's job. Is it?"
Vader looked at his son as if he had just asked the dumbest question a person could ever ask. "No, son. It's the job of our family."
Luke nodded, "That's what I tried to convince her of."
"You can't convince your sister of anything, Luke. You know that."
Luke sighed, "I know."
"Come on." Vader said, "Let's get this over with. You still have school exams to take yet."
Luke groaned. Being the son of a Dark Lord did have its perks, but he still had to go to school.
***
Leia finished her study for her exams in time to go out. She pulled out black pants, black boots, and a black sleeveless shirt from her closet. She quickly dressed. She grabbed and arm band to put over the scar that was on her arm. She fluffed her short hair.
Her hair used to be long but she had gotten so sick of it and just chopped it off. Now it rested nicely on her shoulders. She pulled it back and up. She grabbed her ankle blaster off her nightstand and attached it too her ankle, inside her boot. Her hand hovered over her lightsaber for a moment. Should she take it?
Leia bit her lip. And then pulled back and grabbed her jacket. No, tonight she was not going to be Lady Vader. Today she was going to be just Leia. Not Leia Skywalker, not Lady Vader, not Lady Skywalker, just Leia.
"Mistress Leia!" Threepio cried as she was walking down the hall towards the door. "Where are you going?"
Leia slowly turned to the silver plated droid. If her father had only been a few days late in locating her and Luke when they were younger Threepio probably would have gold. "Threepio, I am going out."
"But Mistress!"
Leia pressed one finger to Threepio's mouth. "Not another word." Then Leia left. She walked down the long streets of Corscant. She was nervous and didn't know why.