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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 four.

A droid showed him where his room was in Imperial Palace on Coruscant, on the speeder ride Luke was in awe at the city, he had never seen so many bulidings, let alone so tall. Although he thought that he would have enjoyed it better if he didn't already have enough to think about.

His father?

It was...incredible, but Luke didn't really know what to think about that. He hadn't seen Vader since, and Luke just laid on his bed watching the holovid, he had never had on all to himself before. It was hypnotising it was all Luke could do to not think about what he had been told about. After about an hour and a half there was a knock on the door, and Luke jumped from the bed to answer it. It was a young-ish women around twenty-five with auburn hair and moss green eyes, she looked like a maid.

"Hello, Sir, my name is Isolde, I'm your personal maid..."

"Personal maid?" Luke asked, his eyebrows furrowed. Had he been brought here by his father (he shivered at the mere thought of calling Vader his father) to be completely ignored, he could do that on Tatooine, although...

"Yes, and I was wondering whether you wanted anything."

"A bite to eat would be great." Luke said. He didn't know if he was hungry or just didn't want to say 'no' to the pretty lady. Nodding she gave a little curtsie and vansished, Luke watched her go, smiling to himself.

"The maids are here to work, not to be oggeled at."

Luke jumped out of his skin and screamed slightly, it wasn't even like Vader could be silent. "You really need to improve your skills." Vader continued. "We will start tomorrow."

Luke, didn't say anything, he merely took a deep breath and held it. He didn't know what to say to this man who claimed to be his father. What was there to say? Oh hi daddy, didn't see you there... then he remembered that Vader could read minds so stopped. bastard he added for good measure. Somehow, Luke could sense Vader's irritation at him, but Luke couldn't care less. For the first time in his life Luke felt abandoned, had Vader known about Luke? He must have, he found him hadn't he? And what had happened to his Aunt and Uncle? Were they alright? Had Vader ordered something awful to happen to them.

The words wouldn't form in his brain, so he merely nodded stiffly and went back into his room, and flopped down on his bed, he heard Vader walk away. Luke raised his head from the pillow and decided that he might as well have a look around this room, as soon as he had seen the holovid he had been intranced, but now didn't feel like watching it. He jumped off the bed and had a look inside the wardrobe, full of clothes, all black...wonder who had put these in, or more importantly at who's order.

He pulled an outfit out, and looked at the label...his size...weird. He put it back, and peered into the 'fresher, and saw a magnificent room, with a shower and a bathtub...a bathtub was something of great rarity, infact, he had never seen one, merely heard that they were offworlders refreshers. Wow...

There was a knock on the door and Luke went to go and answer it

"Sir?"

"Yes, Isol..."

"Isolde, Sir."

Luke sighed and smiled, "Can I just call you Izzy?" She nodded, smiling, and put the tray on the dresser. "And it's Luke."

"I have your food" She handed him a tray and bowed again, and went away with a swift smile. Luke resisted looking at her rear end this time just incase Vader was at all nearby, and focused on the food that was paced in front of him. If this was a 'bite to eat' he couldn't wait to see what they gave him when he was ' abosoluely starving.' In front of him was a sandwhich, so sort of meat that Luke didn't reognise (but when he bit it, it was nice but rather salty.) When he had finsihed his food, or what he could manage from it he decided that perhaps it was time to go to bed, so he climbed into a massive bed and went to sleep.

x

"You are not concentrating."

Luke gritted his teeth at Vaders words and closed his eyes more tightly, concentrating more on a 'relitively simple' task. He had broken a sweat before the tray infront of him even twitched. "I. Am. Concentrating. Sir."

"Then why isn't the tray doing anything?"

Fifteen minutes he had been standing there, trying to get the stupid tray to move. Just move! You force forsaken piece of sith! To Lukes disbelief, the tray slammed into the oppisite wall missing Vader by mere centimeters. Luke took a deep breath, and held it expecting the blow to fall.

He held it.

Still waited.

Nothing happened, Luke thought that it was safe, so let the breath go. "You see, you needed to concentrate." Luke pulled a face, in complete shock and anger.

"I was! I've never done this before remember barely a week ago I was a moisture farmer, now I'm some weird force-sensitive...thing...son of a walking talking living...ro...Sith Lord!" He bit his lip, he was about to say robot, and he suspected thay Vader knew that he was.

"You should be proud that you have been chosen to the trained, the Emperor has asked for it."

Luke rolled his eyes, and shrugged. "So you tell me. You expect all these thing from me...I've barely settled down! I've left all my friends at Home..."

"This, Yoingling, is your home, now."

"I want to see Biggs, I just vanished! Don't you think it's weird? Little old Luke Skywalker...gone?"

"They will unlikely be worried. They, and your friend 'Biggs' will most likely think that you have been killed."

Luke furrowed his eyebrows killed "What do you mean? Killed?" Vader didn't say anything. "What have you done to my Aunt and Uncle?" Again Vader was silent. "What have you done to them?" Luke yelled.

"I have done nothing. I merely told them the truth. That I have found you. They chose to reach to their own conclusions."

Luke pivoted and leant against the wall, and slowly slid down. "You mean, all my friends think that I'm dead?"

"Do not dwell on it."

"I can never go back...what about Biggs? It's not fair! Can't I at least write? Tell them all that I'm fine?" Vader said nothing. "I'll take that as a no." He whisperd wiping his eyes, determined not to cry again. His aunt and uncle...he was never going to see them again, and couldn't even tell them that he was fine...Vader had told them where he was...

"Why would they think that you've killed me?" Luke asked. "They didn't know...did they? About you?"

"I do not know what they had been told by Ob-Wan Kenobi. But according to General Ozzel, they persumed you had been killed."

"Oh, That Odey-One again. I've never met that man, and already I don't think that I would like him."

"It is true that he was most unpleasent. Enough of this, we must continue your training."

Sighing, Luke took a deep breath to calm himself and yet again tried to move the blasted tray.

And yet again nothing happened.

He sighed again. this was going to be a long day.

X

Obi-Wan Kenobi didn't like where this was going. They were standing outside the homstead in the evening twilight, Owen Lars didn't know where Luke was, all he knew was Vader had him. Didn't even know if the boy was alive. They thought that he was probably dead though. He made Obi-Wan angry at them, but he was also angry at himself, he should have done more to protect Luke, they should have known Vader would one day find Luke. But Ob-Wan didn't think that the boy was dead, but in a way worse...worse for the galaxy.

He shivered at the idea.

Luke was far too...nice...to be lured to the Dark Side.

But then again, so was Anakin, and looked what the prospect of power did to him

Obi-Wan took a breath. "We have to find him. We can't let Vader..."

"What do you propose we do Kenobi? Fly around the galaxy looking for the Imperials and ask for the teenager that Vader has kidnapped, and probably slaughtered by now!" Owen yelled.

"I don't think that Vader's killed him, but has a much more sinister action at heart."

The woman, Beru, eye's widened. "No, no I won't believe it. not Luke, not my poor baby." She sobbed into her husbands shoulder.

"That's why we have to find him. It could have terrible consquences on the galaxy."

"It's impossible Kenobi. Even if Luke is stil alive, Vader would never release him, and more importantly. Would Luke want to come back? Tatooine hasn't got much of a life." Owen said, putting a comforting arm around his wife.

Obi-Wan looked at his feet slightly. "If Vader has begun training him, which I think he has. It's a powerful process that's very difficult to be stopped. In Lukes case I doubt it can be. If he comes back. You have to let me train him. Otherwise...we might as well leave him with Vader, and he has something that Luke will not want to give up easliy."

Owen nodded, he seemed to understand, so did Beru. "Ok, if we get Luke back, Obi-Wan, will you train him? But we want him to stay here. I've read all about this stuff about Jedi children being taken away."

Obi-Wan merely nodded, and followed them into the building.

What none of them knew was a dark haired boy was hiding behind one of the buildings listening the their every word.

Biggs Darklighter stood stunned for a long time after that.

A/N:Sorry about this taking a bit longer than hoped for, but i had my exams (groans) but they're all over now. Also i Had some problems with writing this chapter, and please review!

Lord Destoyer: Um...I'm a bit naive but who is Teneith? I am thinking about getting him a girlfriend, someone who Vader really doesn't approve of lol.

Cyranothe2nd: As far as I know, Ozzel isn't mentioned before ESB, and I'm pretty sure that General is higher up than Captain, and in ESB he's admiral. The reaosn I put him in this story, as well as Needa (who for some reason i really like) is because i'm rubbish at thinking up names that would work in the SW universe.

Schnickledooger: Hmmmmm, maybe, but much much later, I quite like evil Vader, although like any parent Luke is going to have a big impact on his life, but it'll take a while.