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Tiltle: Flying High.
Author: Ygraine
Summary: AU. Vader finds Luke on Tatooine and starts to train him himself. Cliche, but fun.
Chapter three.
Obi-Wan Kenobi sat straight up in his bed drenched in sweat. It couldn't be...how? Had Vader found Luke?
No, the boy was well hidden with his family but... Oh why didn't Owen give Luke 'Lars' as a surname? He's not a Lars, so he can keep 'Skywalker.' Don't see the harm in it, remind the boy who he is. Now, Owen, now do you see the problem there?
Grumbling to himself Obi-Wan, or Ben as he was now known, got out of bed and grabbed his cloak, about to make his way to the Lars Homestead.
x
Vader's breathing was the only thing in the room that could be heard. He had decided to tell The Emperor about Luke's existence, he would find out, and the boy might be destoyed, this way Luke had more chance of survival.
"Rise Lord Vader."
He did so.
"You have somthing to tell me" Vader looked at the holoimage of his master.
"Yes my Lord. "
"Well?"
"I have found a boy on Tatooine."
The emperor scowled. "A boy?"
"Yes, called Luke Skywalker. I have done a blood test My Master. He is the son of Anakin Skywalker."
The Emperor took a deep breath. "You never said your wife was pregnant!" He whispered in a cold voice.
"I presumed that you knew, and I thought that the child died with her. I never knew of the boy's exsistence, to that I swear."
The Emperor blinked, and looked that Vader. "Very well, have the boy terminated immediatley."
Vader swallowed a lump in his throat. "Master, if the boy was trained, he could be a great asset to the Empire."
His master seemed to ponder this. "Very well, tell the boy of his heritage and record it, I shall judge his reaction to see whether he has enough Sith potential to have the training. You may leave."
Vader gave one last bow, and left, smiling to himself.
x
Luke wondered briefly how far away Coruscant was. This was the thrid day in hyperspace and there still was no sign of the capital planet, it wasn't as though Luke was bored. He was afterall on Darth Vaders personal star destroyer, he wondered whether he would be able to write to Biggs if he couldn't see him and tell him about the ship if nothing else, he would have loved this. Luke sighed, probably not. Captains, Generals, and random workers, were always keeping him company. Luke suspected that Vader had threatened them to at least look happy at having to entertain the 'Younlging'
He wasn't young! He was sick of being called that, but it was either that or Luke, which felt very eerie coming from Vader himself.
The only thing was space food...yum...
Lookig at the...green stuff, on his utensil Luke suddenly missed his Aunt Beru's cooking, although Biggs mum's was better.
"Better eat that, make you big and strong put hair on your cheast." A shipman called Needa said, taking a drink of water, smiling.
Luke blinked at the young man, who he had taken a liking to the past day of so. "Oh, I'll eat it, if you can tell me what it is."
Needa was about to answer, but then stopped, smiled, then frowned. "Ok, then leave it." he said rather bitter, at himself Luke guessed. The boy smiled, and resited the urge to throw it at him. He put it to the side of the tray, and ate the meat, which wasn't much better. Force, the Imperials could rule the galaxy and keep it in order, but couldn't hire a decent cook?
Some one needed to get their priorities right.
Luke sighed after he had finished his dinner and gazed out the view point at the side of the canteen looking at the blue blur or hyperspace. "Lord Vader must really need to get somewhere. Rarely do we go straight the Coruscant." Needa mused.
Luke furrowed his eyebrows and turned back to the man. "What do you mean?"
"Well," Needa said, putting his elbows on the table. "Normally, we have lots to do, takes a lot of fuel to get this baby going at hyperspace for four days. We'll be there tomorrow if everything goes smoothly. Normally we just stroll back doing missions for the Emperor on the way, you know smaller ones. Although, I am glad, I'll be able to see Imogen." Needa out on a stupid smile, Luke wished he had a camera. "My girlfriend" He continued, then suddenly became very 'manly' "Yes, I'm glad to be going home."
"Luke." Luke jumped at the sound of his name and looked up from Needa trying to regain some self respect and stood up straight. "Come with me now. Needa," He acknowleded the shipman.
"My Lord Vader." He bowed and Vader nodded, before leaving, Luke jogged behind trying to keep up with the much taller...man? He stopped at Lukes quarters and let himself in. Luke thanked the Force (or anyone/thing that would listen) that he had decided to tidy up the room that morning.
"Sit down." Luke did so, looking up at Vaders mask, blinking. "What were you told about your father."
Finally, was Luke going to find out why he was on this ship? Why Vader had taken him? "Um, he was a navigator on a spice frieghter. That's what I was told anyway, but uncle Owen, well, he didn't like to talk about it, think he might have lied."
"He did indeed." Vader said and Luke swallowed, eager to know the truth about his father. "He once was a Jedi Knight, fought in the Clone Wars."
"Wow!" Luke said, mouth agar, blue eyes wide in awe. "A Jedi Knight? But that would make me..." He paused, and thought. Something didn't add up here. He thought back to HIstory class, wishing that he'd paid more attention in class. Something about the Jedi Knights and Vaders involement. "The Jedi Purges." He mumbled finally. "The Purges, you killed all the Jedi...must be sixteen years ago now. That was when my father died, just before I was born." Luke felt tears swell in his eyes, but refused to let them fall. "You killed my father didn't you. If he was a Jedi Knight- you must have killed him!" He yelled.
"I did not kill Anakin Skywalker."
"Or gave the order to! The result is the same, he's dead because of you!"
Vader was amazingly calm. "I never said that your father was dead." He said simply.
Luke blinked, confused, "But...that doesn't make sense, Uncle Owen told me..."
"You said so yourself, your uncle lied to you."
Luke sat back down on the bed, he didn't remember having stood up, completely stunned. His father was alive but, if so why..."Where is he? Why wasn't I raised by him. What else have people been lying to me about?"
"Your father underwent some changes shortly before your birth and a Jedi Knight called Obi-Wan Kenobi, saw him unfit to be your guardian and placed you in your Aunt and Uncle's care."
"That's bantha...What right does this Odey-One Thingy-majig have to say who I'm raised by!"
Vader paused, and didn't bother to correct Luke on the proper name for the Jedi, he knew he had got it completely wrong. "They," He said slowly after a moment. "Were my sentiments exactly."
Luke looked up, and blinked, mouth catching flies. He didn't care. "Why were you involved?" Luke held his breath, sensing something sinsiter at play.
"Because, I am your father."
The silence was everlasting, finally after almost a full minute Luke spoke. "I don't believe you."
"I do not understand." Vader said, sounding actually confused.
"It's ridiculous! This is something that you have told me, yourself even so that you can have a reason for kidnapping me!"
"Kidnap? You came here willingly Youngling, without a struggle!"
"Well, when Darth Vader, Dark Lord of the Sith commands an officer to take you to him you don't really disagree! And I am not young!" He yelled.
"At this moment you are certainly acting young. You know what I have told you is true, it is pointless to deny it any more."
Luke smiled, and after what seemed forever the first tear fell down his cheek. "I always thought school was pointless but I went any way."
"You are crying. Why?" Vader asked.
Force, he really had turned into a machine. Luke thought. "Because, all my life I've been lied to, and I'm still being lied to. Being told your father wasn't dead and infact is a walking talking machine isn't something you hear every day, and I'm upset, so I'm crying!"
"I do not lie. There is no point in lying. I am your father Luke, and now I intend to stay here."
Luke let out an hysterical laugh. "Well where have you been for the past sixteen years! I haven't gone anywhere! Stayed on good ol' Taooine."
"I was told that you were dead, was not born, died inside your mother when she died."
Luke covered his face in his hands, and wiped the tears away. "My mother." He laughed hysterically again. "I have no idea who she even is." He looked at Vader, at his father. "How did she die?" There was no answer, and Luke choked on his next words. "Did you kill her?" Again no answer. "Well? Did you!" He screamed the question, he had never felt so angry in his life. He wasn't getting answers, and by the Force he wanted them.
There was a smash, and Luke looked around and saw that the water jug had smashed, he knew somehow that that had been him. Wierd stuff always happened around him. And now he knew why...
He turned back to Vader. "Answer me please, your silence is not helping. I want the truth."
Vader was silent, and Luke just watched him, more tears falling down his cheeks, hatered pouring through him, but at who or even what Luke wasn't sure. When Vader finally spoke it was very slowly. "Many blame me for her death, but I did not kill her."
Luke turned his head away, and bit his lip, thinking. "Why? Why were you blamed."
"When I turned to the Dark Side, she lost the will to live. I did not want her to die." He paused and bowed his head slightly and when he spoke again it was very quiet Luke almost didn't hear it above the respiator. "I needed her."
Luke took a deep breath and laid down onto the bed, his face turned away from Vader, fresh tears streaming, falling onto the bed clothes. "I think I need to be alone."
Vader said nothing, but the door opened and closed, and when Luke turned his head, Darth Vader, his father was gone.
x
Vader didn't know if the recording of Lukes reaction was broken or if his master just liked to watch the same bit over and over again. When Luke used the Force to smash the water jug.
The Emperor was laughing quietly to himself, as the image skipped to be played again.
They were on Coruscant and he was speaking to the Emperor in person. The light blue image of Luke skipped yet again, his master still laughing. "Yes..." He said finally, "The young Skywalker will make a fine apprentice. And one day..." He closed his eyes, smiling, crooked teeth on display. "Yes, he will make a good Sith Lord...I have foreseen that he will be more powerful than either than us Lord Vader." His eyes snapped open again. "You will train to boy, and I want monthly reviews from yourself and your son." he began to laugh a cold sinister laugh. "The Rebellion will be crushed at Young Skywalkers hands. Strike fear inside them. This is a good day." He smiled widely and laughed still.
Darth Vader smiled along side his master.
Anakin Skywalker began to crawl from the shadow.
TBC
A/N:
tk: I've read the Force Bond series too, very good, i highly recomend them if any one here hasn't, you can find the Author Kittandchips in my fav authors.
Oni Queen: Again with the Force bond series, I hope that my fic ain't too similiar, but persoanlly i think that Lukes to old to be able to have that relationship with Vader, he's too much of a free spirt, his beliefs too firmly in place at 16.
Athenias: I hope I can live up to your expectations
Snowgurl54: Alas two updates in a day is rather impossible, in fact 2 in a year for me is pretty impressive, lol. No, i shall get this one done! I'm really liking it myself so far i must say, plus exams, writing and updating fics is the best stress relief for me any way, then it's the summer, so i should get it finished in all good time.
SlygirlVALOR: :p, what can i say Luke really is just your normal paranoid 16 year old boy! I'm trying to make him as normal as possible, which i must admit is rather hard considering, i'm not a boy or 16 for that matter ,sighs, alas i am passed that age,(not by much) but i still remembering it being pretty bad! Yes, also Vader's use at 'Youngling' comes from Lukes thought's at the time (immature stuff about his inepetitude at getting a girl,) also it's the best word i think ever to come out the new films, it soooo CUTE! I'm going to call my kids my Younglings, glad u liked it too.