A/N: I'm actually posting something it must be a miracle. I swear though this will get finished eventually. The constant Star Wars hype for Episode III is a great motivator too. So far this story is spoiler free but after I see the movie it might end up changing my thinking on stuff. We'll see. This post is a little odd in how it turned out. I hope it pleases though. And thank you to those who reviewed the previous chapter. I'm glad that you liked my story.

Disclaimer: The characters, galaxy, etc. of Star Wars are not mine. Never will be.George Lucas is the proud owner.

Accidental Meeting

Chapter Five

"We must work carefully, my daughter. Link with your brother's mind. Slowly draw Luke back to you. I shall try to sever the link."

"Yes, father." Leia closed her eyes and concentrated on her twin's mind. It was gradual but eventually Leia could feel her brother responding to her contact and drawing toward her. The connection between the two men slowed and eventually ceased under Vader's careful manipulation.

Once their tie was severed, the two men slumped down unresponsive to the world.

"Take your brother to the medical center. I want to make sure he is not damaged. The Jedi will remain here until I've more time to deal with him."

"Father, surely you do not intend to let this filth live after what he has done to Luke! We should destroy him now."

"Do not question me Leia. The Jedi will be dealt with but only after I have interrogated him throughly. I cannot risk the possibility that other versions of you or even myself appearing. It would throw our Empire into chaos and that I will not have. Am I clear, daughter?"

"As you wish, father." Leia bowed but inside she still bristled with anger. She called for stormtroopers and had them carry her brother out of the cell while she followed them to the medical center.

Meanwhile Vader turned to stare at the Jedi version of his son. If it was indeed true that this Luke came from another universe he was curious as to how the boy became a Jedi. His questions would have to wait for another time. He had an Empire to run after all and needed to address the galaxy on the defeat of the Rebels. Vader smiled in satisfaction at that thought. It was oddly fitting that his children who had once been involved with the self righteous Rebellion were the ones to bring about its destruction.


There had been flashes of red hair, laughter and then it had stopped been drawn away. Luke gave a harsh gasp as he came awake trying to focus his mind from the fragmented images still passing through it. He breathed deeply and saw that he was in the medical center all alone.

This shouldn't be. I was in the detention cell, wasn't I? I was being questioned or was it I questioning...

He felt unsettled, confused even. His mind was muddled with conflicting memories. People he knew and yet didn't know kept flitting through. The most important being a woman with red hair. She had fierce eyes and a smug smile. Luke could see himself arguing with her, kissing her, and then an image of her being cut down by his own blade.

His entire body jerked at the feeling of wrongness and denial that swept through him. He'd never hurt her, never strike down the woman he loved. Luke gripped his head in confusion reliving two memories of seeing the same woman. One in which she was alive and one when she was dead.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I think straight?

Luke's turmoil increased at the other memories in his mind. He saw himself torturing rebels, his enemies, and then in the next instant being comrades with them fighting among them. He was training with his father learning the Sith ways, but the spar turned into a fight at a city in the clouds. His father had been angry with him. So much so that he'd injured Luke, he'd taken his hand, his hand...

Luke slowly brought his right hand down from his head and stared at it. One set of memories was telling him it was a prosthetic, a replacement for the one he'd lost at Bespin. The woman was Mara Jade Skywalker, his wife and friend. He was a Jedi Master, a hero of the Rebellion. But the others said something different. They were filled with darkness and hatred. His sole devotion being to his father, sister, and their Empire. He'd never been hurt by his father, never lost his hand. There were countless images of him killing and not caring. He felt that those who died deserved it including the woman with the red hair, Mara...

No! I didn't kill her! It's not real. That memory isn't real. I'll prove it.

Luke began to tear at his right hand. Scratching the skin away until blood began to seep out of the wound. He kept going becoming more frantic.

There should be circuitry, not blood not flesh!

He cried out in horror and pain as he realized the truth. That he was Luke Vader, a Sith Lord, and had struck down the woman he was meant to love.


Leia Vader was not pleased infuriated would be the more proper term. She had stayed at the medical center only long enough to have the medic droid confirm what her own Force scan had told her that there was no injury done to her twin. Her rage made her unable to stay still and await for her brother to wake and so instead she prowled along the corridors of the Imperial Palace.

All who saw her quickly made room for her to pass for fear of their lives. She didn't understand how her father could allow that Jedi to still exist after what he had done. The man was too dangerous to live. If he was able to invade her brother's mind who knows what he could do to her or even their father. There was also the possibility that if he escaped this Jedi could create another Rebellion and bring more discord to their rule.

Leia's brown eyes were fueled with hatred and a desire for vengeance. It was Jedi who had split her and her twin apart, had taken them away from their real father. Jedi made them live their early lives believing lies and now one came along pretending to be her brother and had nearly harmed her twin with his lightside tricks. She'd make the imposter pay. Lady Vader smiled in satisfaction at what she had in mind for Skywalker deciding to disregard her father's wishes completely. She would make her father understand later. Now was the time for her to act.

Oh, yes the Jedi will pay and dearly.

Her decision made Leia quickly began to make her way back to the detention level. The darkside of the Force was pulsing through her eager to be unleashed on the lightsider still unconscious there.


Luke Vader sat in the medical center and for the first time in many years felt guilt for what he'd done as a Sith. The memories from his counterpart gave him a glimpse of the life he could have had if he had continued on to train as a Jedi. He had thought for so long that the light was weak, useless but after seeing what the other him had gone through he could not deny it's power.

I have lost so much serving the dark not only me, but Leia as well. She married Han in that other galaxy. She hates him here and that is my fault, my fault. I coerced her, lied to her, turned her...

He shut his eyes in pain realizing that because of his turning they had all lost so much. He continued to sit on the bed unsure of himself and his destiny. After seeing a world where he was light and his father had redeemed himself could he go on being a servant of the dark? He did not feel fit to be a Jedi not after all he had done. The light would recoil from him if he tried to embrace it. What could he do? He was unsure of his future path, but Luke Vader did know one thing he had to do. He opened his eyes and his face was focused with determination. Quickly binding his hand to stop the blood flow, Lord Vader left the medical center.


For the third time that day Luke Skywalker had to push himself back to consciousness. His mind felt ravaged from the earlier assault. Wincing in pain Luke sat up and reached out to the Force to sooth the pain he felt in his mind.

So many memories, many I have not thought of in a long time.

He felt drained and would have liked nothing more but to meditate and heal from the effects of the Force invasion, but he could sense that danger was approaching. He needed to escape this cell and nightmare universe before he came under the interrogation of the Sith again. Luke had a feeling that once they were through with him they would not hesitate to dispose of him.

Getting up Luke left the bunk and went to examine the cell door hoping to be able to trigger it with the Force. Before he had even begun the door slid open of its own accord and he jumped back slipping into a defensive position.

"Come on, I'm here to rescue you." Luke Vader said reaching his hand out to the Jedi Master.

It was times like these when Luke Skywalker realized just how bizarre his life could be.


A/N: I hate to end it there but my writing inspiration seems to have deserted me. And yeah, if you're worried Sith Luke will become all sunshine and butterflies that isn't going to happen. He's been a Sith too long to be like that. And for Mara fans I hope you're not upset. I always liked her in the books. She is alive and well after all in the true GFFA.