Several unidentified creatures croaked and sluggishly moved on the swamp
planet, near where a certain Jedi trainee had set up his camp. But this
Jedi did not hear them. A particular life energy did not alert him of their
presence, as it normally would, for every iota of his Force capacity, every
strand of concentration, every fiber of his being, was strained towards the
shrilling pains of his friend. Luke broke himself away. Only then did he
notice he had tumbled down from his handstand and was shouting. There was
no time to waste.
"Han, Leia, Chewie! I need to go!"
"But complete your training, you must!" plead Yoda, as Luke started towards the hut.
"But they need me! I have to rescue them!"
"But not read yet, you are. This risk, you should not take."
As Luke boarded his TIE-fighter, his eyes grew wide as he heard a familiar voice speak.
"Yoda's right, Luke. You are not ready yet to face Darth Vader."
"But I can't just let them die!"
Despite Obi-Won and Yoda's pleading, Luke fired the ignition and took off, slicing the starry sky.
"He was our only hope. The galaxy is doomed," mourned Ben.
Yoda reflected on his visions.
"No," he said slowly, "there is another."
"You will train Leia?" inquired Obi-Wan.
"Not Leia," he said. A whirl of revelations spun. Yoda's ancient mind picked knowingly at them, and as the truth finally dawned on him, he grinned a rare yet genuine smile.
"No, daughter of Leia I will train."
The specter of Obi-Wan stood confused for the longest time as he watched his former master walked cheerfully back into the hut.
Meanwhile, in Cloud City, Bespin.
Vader chose to ignore Leia's cry and instead had Captain Solo bound and tortured. It was not for interrogative purposes this time. Luke was powerful in the force and would be able to sense his friend's pain through it and would come to his rescue.
His son will come. His son, Luke, and maybe, just maybe, if Force bid it, he will join him in a mission to absolve the galaxy of it's tyrant and bring order where chaos had reigned.
An angry Mara carrying a lifeless girl came in front of him. With her expression, she did not need words to convey her wishes. Vader inwardly sighed. The things he had to deal with.
"Han, Leia, Chewie! I need to go!"
"But complete your training, you must!" plead Yoda, as Luke started towards the hut.
"But they need me! I have to rescue them!"
"But not read yet, you are. This risk, you should not take."
As Luke boarded his TIE-fighter, his eyes grew wide as he heard a familiar voice speak.
"Yoda's right, Luke. You are not ready yet to face Darth Vader."
"But I can't just let them die!"
Despite Obi-Won and Yoda's pleading, Luke fired the ignition and took off, slicing the starry sky.
"He was our only hope. The galaxy is doomed," mourned Ben.
Yoda reflected on his visions.
"No," he said slowly, "there is another."
"You will train Leia?" inquired Obi-Wan.
"Not Leia," he said. A whirl of revelations spun. Yoda's ancient mind picked knowingly at them, and as the truth finally dawned on him, he grinned a rare yet genuine smile.
"No, daughter of Leia I will train."
The specter of Obi-Wan stood confused for the longest time as he watched his former master walked cheerfully back into the hut.
Meanwhile, in Cloud City, Bespin.
Vader chose to ignore Leia's cry and instead had Captain Solo bound and tortured. It was not for interrogative purposes this time. Luke was powerful in the force and would be able to sense his friend's pain through it and would come to his rescue.
His son will come. His son, Luke, and maybe, just maybe, if Force bid it, he will join him in a mission to absolve the galaxy of it's tyrant and bring order where chaos had reigned.
An angry Mara carrying a lifeless girl came in front of him. With her expression, she did not need words to convey her wishes. Vader inwardly sighed. The things he had to deal with.