Chapter 7: Shedding Light on Darkness

Vader watched as his officers babbled on about their worries and needs. It was his daily meeting with the officers of the Executor ship. As the nonsense continued he finally began to get angry as he slammed his fist on the table, breaking it in half as cracks formed all over it. The room went dead silence with the stench of fear in the atmosphere. Vader surveyed the new room; it was now to his pleasing.

"Well, seeing as you all have shut-up for the time being," said Vader in his darkest tone, "we will begin this meeting. I wish to know our progress on the whereabouts of Sim Nam."

"If I may talk Lord," said the Piett, "our engineers and technicians have pinpointed him in the Lamon System. He could be hiding on any of the ten planets there."

"Then I want droids sent out to find him. We will be arriving in the system within days. I want a surprise attack on him, if that is even possible. I sense that his Force powers have grown more than ten-fold since the last time we met," said Vader with obvious voice of disgust. He was being tormented on the inside by a memory of something but he would not reveal it to anyone, including Darth Inhalator.

"I promise you my lord that once we find him, there will be no escape for the piece of scum. Our fleet has some of the best strategist and tacticians aboard to deal with the problem. That and along with our large armada of ships will easily defeat him. He stands no match," replied a more confident Piett, but instantly found him in a Force-Choke hold.

"Do you realize who Sim Nam is, you fool? Do you not read your history up? Sim Nam is the greatest tactician and strategist ever to grace this galaxy. Do you expect your pitiful fleet of men to be able to out due him? His victories in the Clone Wars were the most highlighted combat battles in the war. He is a genius when it comes to tacticians. Do not underestimate him or you will find that I will do the same to you," replied Vader as he made his point and released his grip on Pietts throat and allowing the fear-stricken Admiral to nod while gasping for breathe.

Vader instantly got up and left the room as he went back to his quarters. His apprentice, Darth Inhalator, was off on a "business" mission, so he was alone today. As he opened the door to his chambers, he could help but remember the old days. Those days when he and Sim were the two most powerful duo in the galaxy and fought like brothers. At that time it seemed that nothing would ever get between the two brothers, but when Anakin was gone and Vader was born, it all seemed to change for some reason. While everyone else considered that Vader fell to the dark side of the force, Sim on the other hand was disappointed not at Anakin's fall but his fall from good and his turn to evil. In his words on that fateful day, "Anakin, or should I say Vader, you have allowed yourself to guide your passion before, but now... your passion guides you into the darkness." Anger began to boil in him as he remembered that day, the day Sim and he became enemies instead of friends, "My brother, My enemy."

But to Vader, Sim was the pinnacle of hatred ness for him. Even the name or mention of him brought anger to him that usually resulted in the death of someone within a 2 meter radius of him from some means depending on his mood that day. Vader sighed as he tried to clear his minds of the painful memories and once more surrounded himself in darkness...

Sim left his hut in his traditional Jedi clothing as he walked over to the kitchen hut. He was dressed in his newest Jedi clothing that was identical to his Jedi clothing before the Purge, long ago. Although it was rare to find a tailor that made such clothing, he was able to find some 'help' to make sets upon sets of these. It was the only clothing that made him feel comfortable. It was arguably more likely to catch attention but with a lightsaber, any trouble could be dealt. As he opened the door, he found himself hit by an aroma of smells of pancakes and waffles. Leia was once more cooking as Han made sure the oven and everything worked for her. There chores were going quite well, it was a shame that they only had to suffer for less than a day once he announced the news.

Sim began to fill himself up with the breakfast as Lando and Chewie came in to. They both pulled out a chair and took a seat next to him as they began to eat too. Han and Leia joined them shortly after making a huge pile of pancakes and waffles, considering that the Wookie ate over twenty of each in one serving. As they took a seat, they greeted each other like normal and the table went quiet. Seeing that there was nothing left to do, Sim decided it was time.

"Hey, Lando and Chewie, how are the repairs on the Falcon going," said the Master as he stuffed himself with another pancake.

"We just finished the last of the repairs last night," said Lando, "it is ready to fly."

"Good, it will be needed. I have some news my friends," said the Master as he watched all eyes turn to him in curiosity.

"It seems that Lord Vader and Luke have tracked us down to the Lamon System. It will be only a matter of days before they arrive here and find our locations. It is no longer safe to hide here. That is why we will be relocating to another planet. I want the Falcon ready for take-off as we will be leaving within four hours. We will only take what is necessary," said the Master as the news sank in. It seemed that Leia's and Han's faces lit up at the prospect that they were now off the hook, but then realized that Sim was heavily weighed by the idea. Who could blame him, this had been his home for over twenty years and most likely the only place he felt at home at.

Everyone finished their breakfast as they left and started getting ready. Within four hours they had all got ready and were boarding the ship. Sim was standing on a ledge as he looked at the horizon. He closed his eyes and thought about his life. It had been twenty years since he had seen a place other than here. It would be hard adjusting, he knew. He opened his eyes and muttered a few words before leaving back for the ship. He found everyone onboard as they strapped themselves in. The Falcon gently lifted off the landing site before roaring into the sky. It broke through the atmosphere as it left the planet for good. Sim looked at the ever-shrinking planet from space. It was the first time in over twenty years had he seen the planet. He said his final good-byes as they rocketed away from the planet.

Once they got far enough, Han punched in a few buttons and codes and the Falcon entered hyperspace. They were heading to the planet of Icyian, a place that Sim had revealed little about along with the computer, who knew even less. It indeed was a mysterious place that Sim hoped that Vader would not look for. There he and Leia could finally formulate a plan to defeat the Sith Lords. He knew that a confrontation with Vader for one more time would be coming soon. Only one of them would leave and the galaxy's fate rested in the hands of him and Leia. Only if they win would they free the galaxy for good.

Author Note: Another short chapter. This will probably be the last short chapter as these last couple were just transition ones. The next will actually start seeing some action. Hope you guys like it so far and Please Review! Thank You.