Chapter 2: The Chosen One's Dark Side
Luke brought up his ruby lightsaber as he clashed with another one. He was covered in sweat and his father wasn't letting up. Darth Vadar, formerly Anakin, pulled his lightsaber back and twirled to hit Luke, but Luke dodged it and tried to hit Vader, but he was too fast and Luke's lightsaber got caught up with Anakin as the father and son tried to overpower each other. Anakin was not even breaking a sweat a grin covered him,
"What's wrong Luke? Is it too hard for you? Are you too weak," said Vader in a mocking tone. He hoped that his words would make Luke more angry and more intune with the darkside. The darkside would make him more powerful. It worked.
Luke's eye's turned yellow as anger filled him and he slashed at his father. He used the anger to focus as he tried to hit Vader, but Vader being a darkside user for so long and having wisdom far beyond Luke's, was able to block every strike and before Luke could blink, Vader pulled Luke's lightsaber out of his hand and brought his own to Luke's throat. The fight was over.
Vader deactivated his lightsaber while he handed Luke his own. Their training session had been better than last time. Each time Luke seemed to be able to hold off against Vader even better and better as his endurance grew. This fight had lasted for over 30 minutes. Vader had never met anyone that could keep him from defeating them for that long. He was proud of his son.
As Luke bowed before Vader, Vader saw the yellow in his eye's grow,
"Do not worry son. You will become powerful in time. I am proud of you. Just remember to continue to use your anger and you will become more powerful than anyone that dares opposes you," said Vader.
"I will not fail you master. I will continue to grow in power till you will be proud of me," replied Luke in a hoarse voice. He was definently tired from the fight.
Luke got up as Master and Son walked out of the training room. They were aboard the Executor, Vader's personal ship. As Vader took a seat at his throne, Luke stood next to him. One of Vader's captains, Admiral Piett, came in.
"My Lord, we have successfully killed the Jedi on Datoinne. We have identified them all and have deleted them from our database," said Piett in an obviously timid voice. No one could dare talk to Vader in a straight commanding voice, except his top officials, who even then tried to avoid.
"Very good. I wish to know how many major Jedi targets are left?" Vader questioned in a stern, and deep toned voice. It was his dark tone that set fear ablaze within his crew and kept them in line.
"Wellll... sir, it seems that all of them are dead including Obi-Wan and Yoda." replied Piett. Vader loved to hear that statement. He had personally killed Obi-Wan on the first Death Star and Luke had informed them that Yoda had died from old age and sickness on Dagobah. Yet there was someone missing.
"Admiral, what about Jedi Master Sim Nam?" asked Vader. That name brought chills to his spine everytime. Of all the Jedi he had not found, Sim was one that he had always wanted to kill. His anger boiled everytime he thought about that fateful day with Sim. He would never forgive him, even today.
Piett studdered as he answered Vader in fear, "Sir, no, unfortunently. We have not received any intelligence on his whereabouts." Vader just stared at him without an expression. He sighed in disappointment. He finally brought his head up and looked Piett straight into the eye,
"Well then, Admiral, I want our next job to look for Nam. If you find any data on him, send it directly to me. When we find him, I will take care of him directly," shouted Vader in gridded teeth. The room started shaking as Piett tried not to show any emotions of fear but couldn't help it when the room shook violently and some of the inner windows shattered or cracked. Luke just did nothing as he surveyed his father's anger.
Piett gently nodded before scurrying away into the corridors of the ship. When they were alone, Luke found the will to ask his father a question,
"Master, I wish to know why this Jedi Master is so important among the others?" asked Luke with questionable look on his face.
Vader stared at nothing for a couple of minutes as silence enveloped him. Finally, as Luke thought he wouldn't get an answer, Vader spoke up in a harsh and dry voice, "Nam is a Jedi bastard of a master. In the old days, we were good friends but when I went for the darkside, he like all the other foolish Jedi, didn't agree. But what made me mad was how the Jedi Council always liked him so much. He was indeed incredibally powerful for his age, even more so than me, but that is no longer the case when I joined the darkside. I wish not to talk about what happened after that but I will tell you that he went into exile afterwards with you and Leia being seperated from one another by him, Yoda, and Obi-Wan. I never found out where he went and thats what makes him so dangerous. We must destroy him son as he is the last of the light-side users in the galaxy besides Leia, but she isn't skilled in that."
Luke stared in utter shock at his father's story. He could tell that what Vader had left out from the story was probably the root of why Vader hated Sim Nam so much. Luke would find out later about this but suddenly an idea popped into his head. He turned quickly toward his father,
"Father, do you not think that maybe Leia might find this Jedi Master? If she does she could be trained in the ways of the light-side of the force and be corrupted by him even further. She might pose a threat to us," asked Luke in a desperate voice. He didn't want this fate to come over his twin sister.
"That is a problem, I know. That is why I've made it the goal to find out where he is. If we do, I will destroy him before he can threaten us again. I assure you son, your sister will not fall and will in time join us and once more reunite the Skywalker family," replied Vader in a joyful tone that Luke hadn't seen for a long time since Vader had been restored to his former self and body.
But little did they know, that Leia and here friends were already heading to that master.