Darth Vader (2)
"Now, young Skywalker, you will die."
Young Skywalker. Luke.
But once, I was "young Skywalker." I had thought the name was an endearment. Now, it seems more a term of derision. Young fool.
I can feel his pain. My pain, for my blood flows through his veins. Our pain. No, this is beyond pain. I cannot stand it. I have not felt this much anguish since the events that forced me into this suit. No one deserves this. Especially not my son.
I could end it… but betray my master to save my son?
Yes… we shall save each other.
Yarrgh. Sorry about the insanely long update time. It'sfinals week, and I've been up to my ears in schoolwork. I'm still not out of the woods, but I'd have gone crazy if I hadn't taken a break to write this... and watch ROTJ last night to get my inspiration for it, of course.
At any rate, I'm so grateful to all of you who stuck with me through this, and still review every time I post. You always make my day!