Darth Vader froze. He sensed something. A presence so familiar, although he'd never felt it before. At first, it seemed to almost be a continuation of his son's presence, only…darker.
A twin.
Not one child, but two. Two, that had been hidden from him all these long years.
A flashback, to times long ago…when he was still Anakin Skywalker…when he was still human…when he was still capable of love.
He could not kill his son. How could he kill his son?
But in a flash of sudden realization, he knew that if he did not kill his son, his son would kill him.
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Luke, sensing Vader's guard down, took the opportunity to attack. He was so far gone to the Dark Side himself that he could not sense Vader's change of heart. Vader was no longer a person. He could never be a person. He could never be a father.
He was the enemy. The enemy deserved to die.
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Leia stiffened. She sensed something…someone. A presence closeby that somehow reminded her of…herself.
*Vader is the enemy.*
The thought came to her mind from an external source, full of hatred and confusion. It was as if the one who had made the statement was trying to convince himself.
*Yes,* she affirmed silently. *Vader is the enemy.*
In response, she felt a new surge of hatred that nearly matched her own.
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The evil smile broadened. "Good! Give in to your anger. You, like your father, are now mine."
A twin.
Not one child, but two. Two, that had been hidden from him all these long years.
A flashback, to times long ago…when he was still Anakin Skywalker…when he was still human…when he was still capable of love.
He could not kill his son. How could he kill his son?
But in a flash of sudden realization, he knew that if he did not kill his son, his son would kill him.
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Luke, sensing Vader's guard down, took the opportunity to attack. He was so far gone to the Dark Side himself that he could not sense Vader's change of heart. Vader was no longer a person. He could never be a person. He could never be a father.
He was the enemy. The enemy deserved to die.
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Leia stiffened. She sensed something…someone. A presence closeby that somehow reminded her of…herself.
*Vader is the enemy.*
The thought came to her mind from an external source, full of hatred and confusion. It was as if the one who had made the statement was trying to convince himself.
*Yes,* she affirmed silently. *Vader is the enemy.*
In response, she felt a new surge of hatred that nearly matched her own.
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The evil smile broadened. "Good! Give in to your anger. You, like your father, are now mine."