"The Death Star will destroy us all," General Madine warned them as he
approached several of the higher-ranking officers of the Rebel Alliance.

"Without the plans that Princess Leia intercepted we are doomed."

"We are doomed even with the plans. Princess Leia won't stand up to the Sith
Lords for long. Or do you doubt what they're capable of?"

"Jedi don't give in."

"They do when they're given the chance to join their brother and father with
a seat of power.

"Princess Leia will not give in. You know that, everyone knows that."

"The Sith don't know that."

"What?"

"While they're wasting their time with her we can kill them all."

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Luke Skywalker smothered a yawn as he glanced back up at the officer.

"Sir, the rebels are on the run," he repeated.

"The run," Luke echoed incredulously. "Captain, you underestimate them."

"But, Sir-"

Luke cut him off with his hand. "Order the Chimaera to destroy their base.
The Executor will be waiting for them there."

"But, sir? Isn't that a bit of an overkill?"

Luke glared at him and the captain slunk to the floor and clutched at his
throat. "I'm sorry, Lord Skywalker."

Luke stood emotionless as the captain fell to the floor. "Never question my
orders again." Luke turned on his comm switch and contacted the bridge
officer. "Ready the Chimaera, I'll be attending to buisness with the aid of
its crew."

"Yes, Lord Skywalker."

___________________

Captain Gilad Pellaeon's eyes followed the young man as he stepped aboard
the bridge of his ship, the Chimaera.

"Lord Skywalker," Pellaeon said with a slight bow.

"Captain Pellaeon," Luke said as he glanced at the aged Imperial.

"I'd like to be debriefed on this mission."

"In time, captain, in time. The coordinates you have been given should be
enough for now."

"Lord Skywalker, those coordinates are in the unknown regions."

Luke glanced at the balking man and eyed him. "Does that prospect intimidate
you?"

"No Lord Skywalker."

Luke nodded his head at him and glanced around at the remainder of the crew.
"Very well. Are the quarters I ordered prepared?"

"Yes, Lord Skywalker," a young officer quipped as he approached Luke. "This
way, Lord Skywalker."

"Thank you," Luke said as he nodded towards the officer.

Leia's glanced at the area as they came out of hyperspace and her eyes
widened. The rebel base that she thought was safely protected. She turned
towards her brother who stood there emotionless. "Please, Luke, you can't."
She pleaded with him.

"It's either us or them, sister." Luke raised his arm to signal them to get
ready to fire. The fate of the rebels was in his hands.

Luke glanced at his sister, her pleading look. "Please, Luke, no. I'll do
anything for you."

Anything? The words echoed in his mind. If his sister would turn, it would
be a great chance for them to further their conquest. But the destruction of
the rebels, it was too much to throw away.

"Lord Skywalker! They've dispatched fighters."

"Thank you captain. Order TIE pilots into position."

"Yes sir."

"Ready the turbolasers to fire at the planetside base. TIE pilots, be ready
to launch." Luke snapped the orders as Leia glanced at him. He would make a
good officer, had he chosen the right side.

"Are your precious rebels truly the right side, my sister?"

"Stop reading my mind."

"Kinda hard when you're yelling it," Luke turned back towards the officer.
"Fire," he barked as the ship shook with the power of the blast.

"Rear deflectors have fallen!"

Luke turned towards the viewport to view the Mon Calamari cruiser that had
just shot at them. "Get the Executor online now!"

"Yes sir," an officer said as he headed to the holotransponder unit.
"Chimaera to Executor, please respond." All he heard was static.

"Keep trying," Luke ordered him as he turned at see Leia's smug smile as she
saw the vivid fear on Luke's face.

"Worried about your daddy?"

"This is your fault," Luke snarled at her. "You set us up." Luke turned back
towards the officers on the bridge. "Destroy it! Now!"

Leia gasped as the turbolasers burned a crater in the planet where there was
once a rebel base.

Luke's cold gaze returned to his sister. She had set them up. She was
responsible for the death of his father. Luke stretched out fore even the
slightest sign of his father but there was nothing. The rage and sorrow
boiled under the cool exterior.

Anakin,no, come back. Please come back. Father? Father, you can't leave me,
you can't! No, father please come back.[/b]

"Lord Skywalker?"

"Yes, Captian Pellaeon."

"There's a ship approaching."

"A ship?" Luke quested.

"Corellian Freighter YT-1300."

"Can you identify it?"

"No sir."

Luke nodded his head wondering about it, the sorrow threatening to overwhelm
him. One of the officers leaned forward and flipped on the comm unit.

"Corellian Freighter, you are trespassing on Imperial Territory. State your
business and destination."

"I go where I like and do what I want!" A crude voice yelled through the
comm unit.

"Very well sir, prepare to be boarded."

The ship stopped running as the deployed tractor beam snagged it and halted
its progress. There would be no escape for it. Then and there Leia saw that
the rebellion was doomed.They only had one chance to survive. She had to
kill Luke. Her own [i]brother, she had to kill him to ensure the survival of
the rebellion.

"Come princess, the ship has made landing." Luke said crudely as he grabbed
her arm.

Leia nodded, knowing full well that Luke would not pause at the thought of
killing her.

Luke led her down the winding pathways of the Star Destroyer until they
reached the hangar bay. She knew what was waiting inside that ship. Her
brother was showing his naivete today. Going in without out backup against
unknown enemies, it was pure idioticy. But he was still a kid, afterall.

"Come out peacefully and no harm will befall you."

"Oh dear!" A metallic voice sounded prissily from inside the ship, echoing
throughout it.

Luke lowered his head and shook it with a light laugh. He stepped aboard the
ship and shoved the protocal droid out of the way. He could feel the Jedi.
He dragged Leia aboard and trained his blaster on her as he took several
more steps.

"Oh my, Princes Leia! It is good to see you are quite alright."

"That depends on how you view alright, Threepio."

Luke reached an area and stomped on the floor. It was hollow. The Jedi
presence was getting closer, he could feel it. Luke reached out to the Force
and a piece of the floor began to rise and went skidding across the floor.
Leia stared at it as it stopped before her feet.

Luke held in front of him a small green creature and as he sneered he
suddenly went flying back and hit the bulkhead.

Luke struggled to his feet as he glared at the creature. "So, you're the
infamous Master Yoda."

Luke reached down and grabbed his lightsaber, pressing the ignition switch
as he threw it and fired at the creatrue with his blaster.

"Young Vader, dark your future is." Yoda looked up gravelly at the once
cheerful young boy. His lightsaber was pulsating the color of blood.

A scorch showed on the bulkheaded as Luke proceeded towards the Jedi Master,
"Today rebels you will pay for what you've done to my father."

Luke swung the lightsaber down in a hard strike, letting his hatred take
over. Yoda could feel the unimaginable dark power radiating from the boy and
knew why she had warned him of it.

The lightsaber blade missed Yoda and Luke's darkness only grew with his
frustration and anger. He was radiating it so powerfully that even the great
Master Yoda felt fear.

Luke charged at Yoda and drove a final poweful swing that sliced through the
creature and the wall behind him. Even though Luke felt the presence of Yoda
leave he could still feel a light presence but then it was gone as he
suddenly couldn't feel anything. He raged around as he glared at Leia but
she was just as confused. He never noticed the stun bolt that hit him in the
back of the head.


Luke Skywalker shook his head as he cleared his senses. He sat up sharply as
he noticed his lightsaber and blaster were missing. He realized he was on a
stiff bunk and he still couldn't feel anything. With time for his mind to
cool he knew that they had some how taken away his ability to use the force.

Ysalamiri, that has to be it.

"Sleep well? Don't even try it. I know you've figured it out."

Luke stood up and glared at the woman. "You were dead. The Emperor killed
you."

Mara Jade smiled a cunning smile at the young Sith Lord. Confused he didn't
think through things and that lessened his deadliness.

"That's what everyone thought, didn't they. I joined the rebellion and have
been leading their forces. I'm the one that took out the Executor."

Rage crossed through Luke's mind but he still couldn't break through the
hidden wall that bared him from the Dark Side of the Force.

He tensed up and attacked her but she sidestepped him. "Luke, when you're
angry it's so apparent what you're going to do."

Luke glared at his one friend. "Your responsible for the death of my
father." He said through ragged breaths. "You will meet your end at my
hand."

His fury burned brightly as he looked up and saw his sister enter the room
with a huge Wookiee barring the way out. "I'm sorry Luke, but it's for your
own good." Leia grabbed his arm. "You can still be saved."

Luke threw his sister back and made a dash for Mara's lightsaber. He grabbed
at it and ignited it with a snap-hiss.

The Wookiee roared in pain as he hit Luke full force with his arm because of
his singed flesh. Luke drooped the lightsaber as he hit the wall and Mara
hurried to grab it.

Luke shakily stood up again, taking all the punishment. It was nothing
compared to his training. His training had prepared him for fights such as
this but no one he knew could take down a Wookiee in unarmed battle and
especially with no use of the force. He would bide his time until he could
escape, taking the rebel scourge with him.

Luke remained calm as he looked around as soon as they had landed. The furry
creatures called Ysalamiri were everywhere and his guards never relaxed
their aims.

Even without the Force Luke could feel the tenseness of the people
surrounding him. The cold stares followed him everywhere, especially those
in the rebel uniforms.

A young brown haired man in a orange flight suit grabbed Mara's hand and
kissed her as she came off.

"How did it go?"

"See for yourself."

"I don't trust him."

"Oh, quit worrying. He's harmless with the Ysalamiri around."

The man was watching Luke carefully as Luke relaxed his stance and gauged
his guards. He knew he could take the guards but getting off planet would be
a problem. A time would come when the odds were better. They were probably
expecting an escape then.

Luke's cold gaze met the brown haired man's and the man shivered. "You fear
me now? You don't even know what fear is. If I am to be the guest of you
Rebel Scourge, the least you can do is offer me a room. Assuming you are
civilized enough."

Wedge Antilles shuddered again as the young Imperial was led away. Anyone
could feel the evilness of him and Wedge didn't want to be around if he ever
regained his full power. Even at a young age he seemed to make Darth Vader
seem like a kindly old man. It was obvious he didn't fear what the Rebellion
would do to him. He seemed so certain and that's what terrified Wedge.

"Relax boss, he's nothing compared to some of the others we've faced."

Wedge grinned back at Biggs Darklighter and Tycho Celchu, two long time
members of his squadron. They had fled from the Empire and came to the
Alliance about the same time Mara Jade had. All three former Imperials were
now part of his squadron and no doubt had stories to tell but Wedge had
never heard them.


Luke fought against the cuffs as the soldiers with the Ysalamiri slammed his
cell door shut. He felt like he would go crazy soon as he tried to touch the
force but however angry he got he just became more frustrated with his
inability to feel the Dark Side rushing through him.

Luke sat down on the hard cot as he glared at the door of his prison cell.
Without the ability to use the Force escape was looking hopeless but he had
to find a way out of this.

_____________

"An Imperial Leader?" General Jan Dodanna echoed.

Leia nodded her had as she sat down next to long time Alliance General Han
Solo.

Rogue Squadron Leader Commander Wedge Antilles was sitting next to his
second-in-command Mara Jade in silence. The capture of the Sith, Lord
Skywalker, had disrupted everything.

"Why did you bring him here?"

"I figured he may be of some use, General."

"He's too dangerous to keep here," Han said angrily. "What if the Imperials
come for him? I doubt that the Emperor will sit calmly after my men shot up
Darth Vader's flagship and now you and Chewie have kidnapped his right hand
man."

"General Solo is right," Wedge agreed. "It would be best to execute him and
flee."

"You can't!"

"What is the matter Princess? He's a common criminal. Do you know how many
of our men he has killed?"

Leia looked painfully at all of them and she saw Mon Mothma, the Senator
from Chandrilla and Bail Organa, her adoptive father watching her closely.

"Because, he's my brother."

Everyone, except Mara, turned in shock as Leia announced this.

"He's my brother and Darth Vader is my true father," she continued.

Bail Organa looked down. He had never known about another child but he
remembered when Vader had come to kill Padme. He wished that the child had
not had to face that but it was too late now.

Wedge looked about ready to fall over and there was a mix of confusion,
pitty, and hatred on Han's face. Mon Mothma just looked down and templed her
fingers as she gathered her composition again. They were all taking it
better than Leia had throught they would.

"I'm sorry for you," Mon Mothma said as she stood up. "We'll meet again in a
few hours after we have had time to interogate the prisoner."

Everyone left Leia as she sat in silence. "It's not your fault. You can't
change the family you were born into," Mara explained as she left.

He remembered that fateful day when he had earned his armor. He remembered
the fight with his former master, Obi-Wan Kenobi. The day Anakin Skywalker
had died and Darth Vader had been born from the ashes. His body had been
destroyed but as he lay on the ground, his armor in shambles and his skin
burning he remembered what it was like to feel. He could feel the pain as he
turned his head and saw his black helmet.

Darth Vader was still alive as he struggled to his feet. He could hear
something behind him, rebel guards.

Vader deflected the blaster bolts with his hand as he ripped throught them
with the blade of his lightsaber glowing the same bloody red as the ground
was colored with.

"Your time is up rebels."


"Luke."

Luke sat straight up and turned as he noticed he was on a bed. A young woman
was standing behind him. She looked sad, covered in make up and her brown
hair in some fancy display.

"What do you want?"

"Turn my son, turn away from the dark side. Turn or you will be destroy."

"Ha! Who do you think you are? Do you have any idea who I am?"

"Yes, you're Luke Skywalker, the son of a good Jedi by the name of Anakin
Skywalker."

"Jedi?" He roared in a disgusted voice. "Never speak that accursed name."

"It's what you are."

"I am not a Jedi," he spat the disgusting word as if it was foul tasting
liquid.

"Yes you are and only you can save us."

Luke sat upright again and looked around his dingy cell. His bed was hard
steel and the held solidly, only opening from the outside and not from any
control panel he could possibly reach. In old times it had been used as a
den in which criminals were thrown into and fed to beasts. It was dug out of
the muddy clay ground and there was only a narrow bench there for him to
sleep on. The clay covered him from trying to escape but the walls were made
steep and impossible to climb. Normally prisoners of the rebels would not be
treated this way but they had no where else to put him so there he stayed.

Luke could hear the footsteps echoing above him as dirt fell from the steel
grate that locked him tightly in. He knew the guards waited up there. And he
knew that it was only a matter of time before his execution. It was only
until they managed to pull the secrets from deep within the rescesses of his
mind or gave up that they would end his life. He was an Imperial Agent, the
son of Lord Vader, the right hand man of the Emperor and he would never
speak so they would be forced to kill him.

"The Imperials have discovered us. We need to flee."

"Of course, but my brother?"

"I'm sorry Leia. It would be too dangerous to take him with."

"You're letting him go?" The shocked voice of Leia asked and Luke's
sensitively trained ears heard the sound of a blaster being charged and
switched to kill.

"No Leia. Say your last good-byes."

"If we do this how are we any better?"

"He must be executed for his crimes."

"Without a fair trial?" Luke could tell that Leia was furious but he had no
idea why. Why would she ever want to save him? He was the man who had taken
her captive and slain her people.

"Leia, this has to be done or next time we see him he'll be there with a
blaster to our heads."

"Fine, but let me say good-bye first."

Luke saw the shadow of his sister as she sat down next to the grate and
looked down.

"I couldn't save you brother." The tears streamed down her face and Luke
looked up confused.

"Don't think this will be the end of me. I'll be back, one way or another I
shall return and renege on what you did to me, rebels."

"Please Luke, I want to save you."

"Sister," he said, his voice heavy in sarcasm. "You are one of the most
pitiful life forms. Kill me now or I shall finish you off. Family means
nothing to me. I don't understand your concept of family. A group of people
somehow joined to do nothing but get in your way?"

"I think you do understand."

Leia suddenly turned to see General Dodanna on the floor. It was obvious he
was dead as she saw the Sith Lord Darth Vader standing over her.

"Did you miss me Leia? Open that door!"

Leia nodded and obediently opened the grate and Luke jumped out and
gracefully landed on his feet. Leia could feel the force running through her
again.

"We must hurry son."

Luke nodded his head obiediantly. "But father, she's a Jedi."

"Leave her be."

As Leia watched the Sith leave she wondered why Vader had spared her life
but she suddenly knew. He was family, after all.