It's hard to believe that this used to be so difficult for me! Luke was in the Palace Chamber by himself. There were eight remotes flying around the room shooting blaster shots at him and he was easily deflecting them all. Okay, now I have to destroy the source of the enemy. Obi-Wan just taught me how to deflect the bolts, but if you don't destroy where the problem comes from, you just deflect bolts forever, and eventually, you will falter and be destroyed. That makes so much sense! Why didn't I realize it before?

Luke started to deflect the bolts in such a way that they go right back at the remote and blow up. Finally, there was one last remote. He didn't even wait for the shot; he leapt high into the air and came down onto the remote, stabbing it from above. Like the others, it blew up and the debris fell to the metal ground. Luke shut off his lightsaber. A voice came from behind him.

"You have become very powerful in the month that you have been here. Now, you are ready to help me in destroying the Emperor."

Luke turned around to face his father. This is what I've been waiting for. "Why should I destroy my Master? I still need him to teach me."

"I can teach you, Luke. I need your help. With your power added to mine, the Emperor will be defeated, and I will finally be the Master of the Sith."

Luke folded his arms. Not if I kill you both myself! "So, what would be in it for me?"

"If I become the Master, then you will be named the Dark Lord of the Sith. You will have infinite power at your fingertips. The power of the dark side, and endless star destroyers, super star destroyers, and TIE fighters...all at your command."

Luke thought it over. At my command...to take back to the Rebellion and wipe out the remains of the Empire! "Yes, Father. Together, we will defeat the Emperor."

"Good." Darth Vader walked up to Luke and put a hand on each of his shoulders. "And together, we will rule the galaxy as father...and son."

Don't be so sure, Father.