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Mirage of the Midnight Sun
A skywalker family fic.Slightly AU, follows the plot of the series but has a few tweeks here and there. Starts with Vader capturing Leia on EP IV. I cant remember much of the dialogue and some names of the officers and stuff, so forgive me if i have to improvise.
Chapter 13: Scum and Villainy
No....this could not be happening....this could not be....Luke Skywalker's mind reeled with pain, horror and disbelief...they were standing amongst the smoldering ruins of what had been the Lars Homestead..."Uncle Owen!"..."Aunt Beru!"...Luke called his guardians repeatedly...desperately...all the memories of his home coming back in a jumble of images...and words..."Luke, he loves you...no matter what you think, he does.." That was his Aunt Beru, speaking of his Uncle Owen..."Luke, will you hurry up! I need you here, NOW!"...the voice of his Uncle..."Hey, kiddo, I got you something, I'm sure you'll like it.." That was his 12th birthday,when he got his first mechanical kit...given by his Uncle..."Luke, I cooked something for you..."...Aunt Beru....but now it was all gone...all gone...once more he felt as helpless as a five year old, so preoccupied by his own grief...maybe his uncle was right, he shouldn't get involved...maybe he shouldn't have...he barely noticed when Old Ben Kenobi placed a hand on his shoulder..."Luke, you have to let them go now."...
"It's all my fault, if i could just save them...if I..." Luke said bitterly. They were now burning the remains for good, akin to a final goodbye..."There's nothing you could have done, Luke, had you been there. You'd have been killed, too, and the droids would now be in the hands of the Empire."...he heard Ben say. But it just didn't make him feel any better, such senseless death...all these for what? Luke just couldn't understand why people can be so cruel...a naivette which equaled that of his father's faith on the Jedi Order...once upon a time...but what else could he do?..."I want to come with you to Alderaan. There's nothing here for me now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and become a Jedi like my father."...he said quietly, Anakin's determination shining through his eyes...like my father...the man whose image he practically worshipped in the desert sands of this forsaken world...if he only knew what became of the man that was Anakin Skywalker...as they rode the Landspeeder to the Mos Eisley Space Port, Luke could not help but ask questions...too many questions, possibly to drown out his grief over losing his Aunt and Uncle...mainly about his family background...Obi-Wan struggled to answer them, without tarnishing the image of Anakin that was etched on Luke's mind..."Oh, yes..he was a great pilot...have you heard about the Boonta Eve Pod Racing Competition?"..."Yeah, I think that was the first time a human won the race, were you there?"..."No, but my Master Qui-Gon and your mother was.."..."Who's Qui-Gon? Who's my mother? What's her name?"...desert winds whipped the tiny vehicle..."Padme.Padme Naberrie. She was the Queen of Naboo.Qui-Gon was my mentor, anyway, your father was the winner of that race, that was also the first time he met your mother..."..."What??? My mother was a Queen???" Luke asked in pure disbelief, eyes almost popping out of their sockets..."My uncle told me that..." but any thoughts about his guardians seemed to darken his mood...and so he struggled to push those thoughts away...this was really getting complicated...Obi-Wan gave him a concerned glance and a low chuckle..."So how exactly did they meet?"...Luke asked curiously..Obi-Wan would have answered him if not for the fact that they have reached the bluff where they could get a good view of their destination..."Mos Eisley Spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious." Obi-Wan said in a voice full of warning, as they stood at edge of the cliff overlooking the Port.
"These are not the droids you're looking for." Ben intoned.."These are not the droids we're looking for." the Imperial Storm Trooper repeated..."He can go about his business."...Ben said once more..."You can go about your business."..."Just how did we get past those troopers? I thought we were dead." Luke said in a disbelieving tone,while shooing a Jawa away, as they dismounted the Landspeeder..and set their eyes on a nearby Cantina..."The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded. You will find it a powerful ally." Ben said in a confidential tone.
"Do you really think we're going to find a pilot here that'll take us to Alderaan?" Luke asked with increasing doubt as they neared the Cantina entrance. He could already discern some of what was in store for them inside...and to say it was unpleasant was to re-define the word..."Well, most of the best freighter pilots can be found here. Only watch your step. This place can be a little rough." Ben said with caution...and damn right i will watch my step!...Luke thought..."I'm ready for anything." he said as bravely as he could...well, why not, having your family slaughtered by the Empire without justifiable cause sure does make you ready for anything..and anyway Luke doubted that whatever the Empire does has any justifiable cause...Threepio's voice could be heard on the background..."Come along, Artoo." The golden one urged the little Astromech...and the three of them followed Ben Kenobi inside.
The Cantina interior was bathed in a dim, murky light, while smoke curled around them like an ominous looking (not to mention noxious smelling) cloud... which made the scene inside twice as horrifying as it already was...at first...thousand eyed, one eyed, furry, scaly, slimy, long and short armed aliens occupied different spots on the Cantina...drinking vile looking muck...others were playing some sort of game or another...some were conversing quietly while giving suspicious glances to everyone around them....while a few stared into nothing or simply concentrated on their business, ranging from selling Deathsticks to trying to scam someone out of their money...The creatures were in such a diverse assortment that Luke could feel his head spinning...but gradually got used to it...A few not-so-friendly looking aliens stared at the newcomers...Ben hastily moved into the still vicious looking but otherwise human group of scum...a burly, square-jawed, scaly-skinned bartender stopped them on their tracks..."We don't serve their kind here!" it said roughly..Luke didn't quite get the creature's drift and only managed to utter a confused..."What?"..."Your droids. They'll have to wait outside. We don't want them here." the creature said more harshly this time, staring at Luke like he was a piece of Bantha gook. Luke tries to find Old Ben only to see him in deep conversation with one of the galactic pirates...it seems i have to handle this on my own...he thought...Luke turned his attention to the droids..."Listen, why don't you wait outside by the speeder, we don't want any trouble..."..."I heartily agree with you , sir." Threepio responded and the two droids started to head outside. The bartender finally leaves the farm boy alone.
However Ben could manage a civilized exchange with a furry, eight-foot-tall savage, sitting a few feet from him was beyond Luke. He did his best not to linger too much on those vicious- looking fangs that showed everytime the creature "spoke"...which was more like a growl...and the sound of it seemed enough to make Luke jump from his seat straight to the Cantina ceiling...he guessed that the creature was what Eirine (his friend, the self-proclaimed inter-galactic scholar, who dreamt to become a Senator one day) had called a Wookie, inhabitants of the planet Kashiyyk. People with a strong sense of justice, who upholded peace and equality during the days of the Old Republic, or so Eirine says...Luke could see Ben occasionally pointing at his direction while the Wookie followed the old man's gaze... A horrifying laugh suddenly erupted from the Wookie..Luke did his best not to look affected (although he felt as if some just punched him on the gut) and concentrated on his drink, Corellian Whiskey, according to the bartender, and how anyone could stand the taste of it was another unsolvable mystery to the son of Senator Amidala..."Negola dewaghi wooldugger?!?" Luke shifted his gaze to find a large, multple-eyed alien sitting next to him...babbling something Luke could obviously not understand..but he doubted whatever the creature had said was anything close to complementary. The hideous freak was obviously drunk and like any person with a good measure of common sense, Luke ignored it...or at least tried to..."He doesn't like you." a fair looking human chimed from behind the alien...well i don't like him either... Luke thought..but apologized instead.."I'm sorry."...but the human seemed to looking for trouble in the first place..."I don't like you either."...the human said beligerently...the unpleasant creature in their middle seemed to become even more agitated, uttering more unintelligible gibberish...Luke could almost smell the trouble brewing...and he was getting understandably nervous..."Don't insult us. You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence on twelve systems." continued the ill-mannered human...great...Luke thought with rising panic..an enraged roar was heard from the multi-eyed alien, and everyone at the immediate vicinity vacates their respective spots...Luke tried his best to remain calm, although it wasn't easy. His new-found adversaries ready their weapons..the air was now thick with tension... In the corner of his eye, Luke caught Old Ben moving in behind him.
"This little one isn't worth the effort. Come let me buy you something..." Obi-Wan said amiably, trying to placate the angry alien. But a powerful blow from the creature sends the would-be Jedi Knight sprawling on the Cantina floor, smashed chairs and tables plus a broken jug of Huttese Ale lay scattered on various places near the stunned young man. With a blood curdling shriek, the creature leveled his wicked-looking chrome plated blaster on Obi-Wan..."No blasters! No blasters!" the bartender shouted in panic.With outstanding precision Obi-Wan's Lightsaber sparked to life..and in less than a second, a severed arm was on the floor, seeing his partner go down, howling in pain, the human launched a direct attack on Obi-Wan, holding a large broad handled axe-blade, intending to bludgeon the former Jedi Master...you should know better...Obi-Wan thought as he sliced the repulsive man into two... Carefully, Obi-Wan turned off his blade and replaced it on his utility belt...briefly, a similar situation snaked it's way out of his memory dam...he had been with Anakin then, on a bar of a slightly better quality than this Cantina, back on distant Coruscant, when they captured Senator Amidala's assassin, who died before she...it..could tell them anything..."Tell us now!"....
Luke regarded Old Ben with more awe than before, now that he was a first-hand witness to the Jedi's agility. Realizing that he was still on a pathetic position on the floor, Luke attempted to stand. The Cantina was now back to normal. The commotion had lasted for only a few moments. Luke rubbed the bruised spot on the back of his head...must have hit the table or something...he thought as he approached the old man with renewed reverence..."This is Chewbacca. He's first-mate on a ship that might suit our needs." Ben said, pointing to the Wookie...do we have to shake hands??...Luke thought absurdly. Chewbacca looked at him with curious brown eyes.
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next chapter: Han Solo
Mirage of the Midnight Sun
A skywalker family fic.Slightly AU, follows the plot of the series but has a few tweeks here and there. Starts with Vader capturing Leia on EP IV. I cant remember much of the dialogue and some names of the officers and stuff, so forgive me if i have to improvise.
Chapter 13: Scum and Villainy
No....this could not be happening....this could not be....Luke Skywalker's mind reeled with pain, horror and disbelief...they were standing amongst the smoldering ruins of what had been the Lars Homestead..."Uncle Owen!"..."Aunt Beru!"...Luke called his guardians repeatedly...desperately...all the memories of his home coming back in a jumble of images...and words..."Luke, he loves you...no matter what you think, he does.." That was his Aunt Beru, speaking of his Uncle Owen..."Luke, will you hurry up! I need you here, NOW!"...the voice of his Uncle..."Hey, kiddo, I got you something, I'm sure you'll like it.." That was his 12th birthday,when he got his first mechanical kit...given by his Uncle..."Luke, I cooked something for you..."...Aunt Beru....but now it was all gone...all gone...once more he felt as helpless as a five year old, so preoccupied by his own grief...maybe his uncle was right, he shouldn't get involved...maybe he shouldn't have...he barely noticed when Old Ben Kenobi placed a hand on his shoulder..."Luke, you have to let them go now."...
"It's all my fault, if i could just save them...if I..." Luke said bitterly. They were now burning the remains for good, akin to a final goodbye..."There's nothing you could have done, Luke, had you been there. You'd have been killed, too, and the droids would now be in the hands of the Empire."...he heard Ben say. But it just didn't make him feel any better, such senseless death...all these for what? Luke just couldn't understand why people can be so cruel...a naivette which equaled that of his father's faith on the Jedi Order...once upon a time...but what else could he do?..."I want to come with you to Alderaan. There's nothing here for me now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and become a Jedi like my father."...he said quietly, Anakin's determination shining through his eyes...like my father...the man whose image he practically worshipped in the desert sands of this forsaken world...if he only knew what became of the man that was Anakin Skywalker...as they rode the Landspeeder to the Mos Eisley Space Port, Luke could not help but ask questions...too many questions, possibly to drown out his grief over losing his Aunt and Uncle...mainly about his family background...Obi-Wan struggled to answer them, without tarnishing the image of Anakin that was etched on Luke's mind..."Oh, yes..he was a great pilot...have you heard about the Boonta Eve Pod Racing Competition?"..."Yeah, I think that was the first time a human won the race, were you there?"..."No, but my Master Qui-Gon and your mother was.."..."Who's Qui-Gon? Who's my mother? What's her name?"...desert winds whipped the tiny vehicle..."Padme.Padme Naberrie. She was the Queen of Naboo.Qui-Gon was my mentor, anyway, your father was the winner of that race, that was also the first time he met your mother..."..."What??? My mother was a Queen???" Luke asked in pure disbelief, eyes almost popping out of their sockets..."My uncle told me that..." but any thoughts about his guardians seemed to darken his mood...and so he struggled to push those thoughts away...this was really getting complicated...Obi-Wan gave him a concerned glance and a low chuckle..."So how exactly did they meet?"...Luke asked curiously..Obi-Wan would have answered him if not for the fact that they have reached the bluff where they could get a good view of their destination..."Mos Eisley Spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious." Obi-Wan said in a voice full of warning, as they stood at edge of the cliff overlooking the Port.
"These are not the droids you're looking for." Ben intoned.."These are not the droids we're looking for." the Imperial Storm Trooper repeated..."He can go about his business."...Ben said once more..."You can go about your business."..."Just how did we get past those troopers? I thought we were dead." Luke said in a disbelieving tone,while shooing a Jawa away, as they dismounted the Landspeeder..and set their eyes on a nearby Cantina..."The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded. You will find it a powerful ally." Ben said in a confidential tone.
"Do you really think we're going to find a pilot here that'll take us to Alderaan?" Luke asked with increasing doubt as they neared the Cantina entrance. He could already discern some of what was in store for them inside...and to say it was unpleasant was to re-define the word..."Well, most of the best freighter pilots can be found here. Only watch your step. This place can be a little rough." Ben said with caution...and damn right i will watch my step!...Luke thought..."I'm ready for anything." he said as bravely as he could...well, why not, having your family slaughtered by the Empire without justifiable cause sure does make you ready for anything..and anyway Luke doubted that whatever the Empire does has any justifiable cause...Threepio's voice could be heard on the background..."Come along, Artoo." The golden one urged the little Astromech...and the three of them followed Ben Kenobi inside.
The Cantina interior was bathed in a dim, murky light, while smoke curled around them like an ominous looking (not to mention noxious smelling) cloud... which made the scene inside twice as horrifying as it already was...at first...thousand eyed, one eyed, furry, scaly, slimy, long and short armed aliens occupied different spots on the Cantina...drinking vile looking muck...others were playing some sort of game or another...some were conversing quietly while giving suspicious glances to everyone around them....while a few stared into nothing or simply concentrated on their business, ranging from selling Deathsticks to trying to scam someone out of their money...The creatures were in such a diverse assortment that Luke could feel his head spinning...but gradually got used to it...A few not-so-friendly looking aliens stared at the newcomers...Ben hastily moved into the still vicious looking but otherwise human group of scum...a burly, square-jawed, scaly-skinned bartender stopped them on their tracks..."We don't serve their kind here!" it said roughly..Luke didn't quite get the creature's drift and only managed to utter a confused..."What?"..."Your droids. They'll have to wait outside. We don't want them here." the creature said more harshly this time, staring at Luke like he was a piece of Bantha gook. Luke tries to find Old Ben only to see him in deep conversation with one of the galactic pirates...it seems i have to handle this on my own...he thought...Luke turned his attention to the droids..."Listen, why don't you wait outside by the speeder, we don't want any trouble..."..."I heartily agree with you , sir." Threepio responded and the two droids started to head outside. The bartender finally leaves the farm boy alone.
However Ben could manage a civilized exchange with a furry, eight-foot-tall savage, sitting a few feet from him was beyond Luke. He did his best not to linger too much on those vicious- looking fangs that showed everytime the creature "spoke"...which was more like a growl...and the sound of it seemed enough to make Luke jump from his seat straight to the Cantina ceiling...he guessed that the creature was what Eirine (his friend, the self-proclaimed inter-galactic scholar, who dreamt to become a Senator one day) had called a Wookie, inhabitants of the planet Kashiyyk. People with a strong sense of justice, who upholded peace and equality during the days of the Old Republic, or so Eirine says...Luke could see Ben occasionally pointing at his direction while the Wookie followed the old man's gaze... A horrifying laugh suddenly erupted from the Wookie..Luke did his best not to look affected (although he felt as if some just punched him on the gut) and concentrated on his drink, Corellian Whiskey, according to the bartender, and how anyone could stand the taste of it was another unsolvable mystery to the son of Senator Amidala..."Negola dewaghi wooldugger?!?" Luke shifted his gaze to find a large, multple-eyed alien sitting next to him...babbling something Luke could obviously not understand..but he doubted whatever the creature had said was anything close to complementary. The hideous freak was obviously drunk and like any person with a good measure of common sense, Luke ignored it...or at least tried to..."He doesn't like you." a fair looking human chimed from behind the alien...well i don't like him either... Luke thought..but apologized instead.."I'm sorry."...but the human seemed to looking for trouble in the first place..."I don't like you either."...the human said beligerently...the unpleasant creature in their middle seemed to become even more agitated, uttering more unintelligible gibberish...Luke could almost smell the trouble brewing...and he was getting understandably nervous..."Don't insult us. You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence on twelve systems." continued the ill-mannered human...great...Luke thought with rising panic..an enraged roar was heard from the multi-eyed alien, and everyone at the immediate vicinity vacates their respective spots...Luke tried his best to remain calm, although it wasn't easy. His new-found adversaries ready their weapons..the air was now thick with tension... In the corner of his eye, Luke caught Old Ben moving in behind him.
"This little one isn't worth the effort. Come let me buy you something..." Obi-Wan said amiably, trying to placate the angry alien. But a powerful blow from the creature sends the would-be Jedi Knight sprawling on the Cantina floor, smashed chairs and tables plus a broken jug of Huttese Ale lay scattered on various places near the stunned young man. With a blood curdling shriek, the creature leveled his wicked-looking chrome plated blaster on Obi-Wan..."No blasters! No blasters!" the bartender shouted in panic.With outstanding precision Obi-Wan's Lightsaber sparked to life..and in less than a second, a severed arm was on the floor, seeing his partner go down, howling in pain, the human launched a direct attack on Obi-Wan, holding a large broad handled axe-blade, intending to bludgeon the former Jedi Master...you should know better...Obi-Wan thought as he sliced the repulsive man into two... Carefully, Obi-Wan turned off his blade and replaced it on his utility belt...briefly, a similar situation snaked it's way out of his memory dam...he had been with Anakin then, on a bar of a slightly better quality than this Cantina, back on distant Coruscant, when they captured Senator Amidala's assassin, who died before she...it..could tell them anything..."Tell us now!"....
Luke regarded Old Ben with more awe than before, now that he was a first-hand witness to the Jedi's agility. Realizing that he was still on a pathetic position on the floor, Luke attempted to stand. The Cantina was now back to normal. The commotion had lasted for only a few moments. Luke rubbed the bruised spot on the back of his head...must have hit the table or something...he thought as he approached the old man with renewed reverence..."This is Chewbacca. He's first-mate on a ship that might suit our needs." Ben said, pointing to the Wookie...do we have to shake hands??...Luke thought absurdly. Chewbacca looked at him with curious brown eyes.
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next chapter: Han Solo