Rating has now gone up to M for this chapter
"I missed you daddy"
"Unhand me child," said Vader.
"But daddy, I missed you so much don't leave me again," cried Luke.
"I'm not you father," Vader pride the boy off of him.
"My daddy doesn't love me," said Luke now crying.
"Take the boy to my ship," he told an orderly.
"Yes sir," he said grabbing the sobbing Luke and leading him towards the door.
Vader turned to Dr. Elly. "You're hiding something."
Dr. Elly didn't want give him the blood test results, but it seemed that Vader already new. Plus he didn't want to die. So he handed Vader the envelope.
Vader read the paper and if he could cry without frying his circuits he would. He had a son! How could he not have known? No wonder the Emperor sent him. But the joy didn't last for long it was soon replaced with anger. Owen Lars hurt his child. Vader walked out of the orphanage and found the nearest stormtrooper.
"Bring me Owen Lars," the stormtrooper nodded and ran off. He was going to have great pleasure in killing this man.
Meanwhile…
He finally found his daddy, but his daddy seem not to love him. He would make daddy love him. He would do whatever daddy asked him to do. He saw his daddy coming.
"Daddy, daddy I'm so happy to see you. Are we going into space? I want to fly please." Luke said happily.
Vader look at his boy. What was wrong with his child? What had Lars done to him?
"What's you name?" asked Vader.
"Luke"
"How old are you?"
"I don't know daddy."
"Stop calling my Daddy."
"Why?"
"Because"
"Why?"
"Because I do not like being called that."
"Why?"
"Do not say that word again. You will call me father." Luke though was now staring into space not listening to him.
"Daddy, can we go to the stars now?" Vader sighed in defeat.
"In a little while child. Right now I have to deal with your Uncle."
"Can I watch daddy." Vader grinned inside of his mask. His child was most defiantly insane, but he could make it work.
"Of coarse my son." Luke giggled.
Owen Lars screamed as his tenth finger was chopped off.
"Well, what do you have to say for yourself," said Vader.
"I'm sorry," screamed Lars. "Please stop."
"I don't think so."
"Daddy can I cut out his eyes?" said Luke giggling like mad. Vader gave him a knife and sat down.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Two hours later…
Luke was having so much fun his uncle, but he wouldn't wake up. "Daddy, uncle won't play anymore," said Luke shaking Lars head vigorously.
"That's because he's dead son." Luke frowned.
"Come my son we must prepare to meet with our master."
"Grandpa?"
I would like to thank all my reviewers. I sorry if you didn't get my reply, but hotmail keeps on sending back all my letters. Anyways I hope you like this chapter because I was proud of this one.