I know that some people may not like this because it's the end of ROTJ only in Luke's POV. Just give me a chance…I think you'll enjoy it. This is just something I thought up on the spur of the moment…enjoy
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My Father, my Enemy
Huddled in a small hut on the forest moon of Endor, I was a barge of sadness in a sea of joy.
No, sadness was not the right word, maybe I was apprehensive. But either way, the Ewoks had declared that Han, Leia, Chewbacca, R2-D2, and their new golden god, C-3PO were now an official part of their tribe, and I could not celebrate. Han and Leia, I could see, were trying to make an effort to look cheerful, but I knew they were nervous as well. But I found I could not stay there, and so I left the hut, out into the misty night on a small road high in the trees, to be alone and to think.
But I was not alone for
long. "Luke…what's wrong?"
I turned around to see Leia
standing there, her face masked with confusion. My sister, but she
didn't know it.
Yet.
I felt within me that now was the time to tell her. I sat down on the rail. "Leia, do you remember your mother, your real mother?"
She sat down next to me. "Just a little bit…she died when I was very young." Her smile was sad and wistful.
"What do you
remember?"
"Just images really…feelings."
"Tell me."
I pressed gently.
Leia thought. "She was…very
beautiful…kind…but sad. Why are you asking me this?"
I
struggled to find the right words to say, "I have no memory of my
mother. I never knew her."
Leia sat up. "Luke, tell me, what's troubling you."
What's troubling me?
I merely blinked, I knew that I had to be strong, but the knowledge
that I was going to face my own father, and the temptation of the
dark side shook me. I looked into her eyes. "Vader is here. Now. On
this moon."
"How do you know?"
I shrugged. "I felt his presence. He's come for me; he can feel when I'm near. That's why I have to go. As long as I stay I'm endangering the group, and our mission here. I have to face him."
"Why?"
There it
was.
It took more strength to say the next words, "He's my
father."
It was a defining moment, for me to finally acknowledge him as my father. But the moment was over, and I had to look to the future.
Leia looked at me with disbelief. "Your…father?" She breathed.
"There's more. It won't be easy for you to hear it, but you must. If I don't make it back, you're the only hope for the Alliance." I said fast.
"Luke, don't talk that way." Leia said. "You have a power that I…I don't understand…and could never have."
I calmed her. "You're wrong, Leia. You have that power too. In time, you'll learn to use it as I have." I paused, trying to find the right words. "The Force is strong in my family. My father has it…I have it…and…my sister has it."
Leia sat there,
stunned. Her eyes grew big. "Yes, it's you Leia."
She leaned
back a little bit, looking at her hands. "How did I know?
Somehow…I've always known."
"Then you know why I have to
face him…"
"No!" She stood. "Luke, run away. Far away.
If he can feel your presence that leave this place." She spoke
passionately. "I wish I could go with you…"
"No you don't." I
stood too. I could feel that how torn she was, to stay with her
brother or with Han here on Endor, and I could only help her make the
right decision. "You've always been strong."
Leia choked.
"But why must you confront him?"
"Because, there's good in
him, I've felt it. He won't turn me over to the Emperor, I can
save him…I can turn him back to the good side. I have to try."
I embraced Leia tightly, and then I turned and left.
It broke my heart to leave Leia standing there on Endor. I could feel her pain and confusion as clearly as if it was my own, and it broke my heart. There were so many things left unsaid, that might remain unsaid, if my mission failed.
Sister. Brother. And the even more dreaded title: Father. It's too much….too much to accept. But we have to…we have no choice.
I trust that Han would take care of her. He tries to put on a tough guy appearance, but I can tell he really loves my sister, and he'll be good to her. I left without saying goodbye, because I know he'll want to go with me, and this is something that I must do alone.
I know the dangers that I am facing. It's what Ben and Yoda always warned me about: the temptation of the dark side. But I will not fight Darkness with Darkness. I know there is still good in my father, and I can turn him back to the good side of the Force. But if I cannot, I am prepared to die. Maybe it will be up to Leia to carry on after all.
