Do I need a disclaimer? OK, fine. Everybody in the galaxy knows that this is a work of fanfiction based on the greatest Fiction every written (my opinion) by the wonderful
Mr. George Lucas. Everything is his. I am only writing for fun.
Chapter 6 – A son's revenge…
Warning: Some violent scenes or inferences of torture. If you don't feel comfortable with the subject please don't read.
The Executor was approaching.
"How did he know we were here?" Han asked surprised.
Luke was still in and out of consciousness. He felt guilty. He knew that the powerful dark lord had somehow linked his mind to his. He was a homing beacon.
It was not long when the whole crew was captured….
Luke sensed danger before drifting into unconsciousness…
His nightmare wasn't over, the evil lord loomed over him.
"You thought you could escape me, young one?"
Luke said nothing. He was still trying to gather strength to remain alive.
He knew he would need it.
"My lord, what happened to the others?"
"They are secured. And they will be interrogated soon. I will crush the rebellion and destroy the legacy of your father!"
"Why do you hate my father so much?" Luke boldly asked, after all it would matter how he behaved, he would get hurt anyway.
"I wear this mask because of him!"
"I am sorry." Luke felt guilty.
"Sorry? Your father walked away and left me burn in a pit of lava!"
"Why am I paying for the sins of my father?" Luke asked.
"You will not ask again!" Vader back handed the young man's face. Luke backed away.
"You will help me destroy the emperor, or your friends will suffer."
"If I help you, would let them go?…my lord."
"Yes."
"I will help you, lord Vader." Luke was in deep sorrow. He had just joined his father murderer, when he vowed to kill him, he feared him but there was something about him that Luke could not understand. He felt close to him somehow.
"Very good choice, young one. I may reward you with a swift death if we succeed."
Luke accepted. It was better to die. Than suffer the harsh tortures. He would do anything to avoid the pain, but he felt guilty about his father.
"I accept, my lord." Luke spoke the words and it tasted bitter in his mouth.
"You will start training tomorrow, for now you will rest."
Luke's heart sank. He was doomed.
"My lord…can I please have something to drink?" Luke asked.
"It will be arranged." Vader spoke and left.
In the middle of the night there was a disturbance. Vader was on his chambers when the commander came. Vader sensed great fear from the officer.
"My lord, the prisoners have escaped."
Vader was furious. "How did this happen?"
"Apparently, my lord, it was when they were given food."
"Food? I never…" suddenly Vader thought about something. No one in the right mind would overstep his orders.
"Bring the person who gave them food!" Vader ordered. It was only a matter of minutes the terrified young man was pushed into his knees before the dark lord.
"My lord…" his voice was low and his breathing was fast.
"Explain yourself."
"My lord…I don't understand…I don't remember taking any food to them, I swear it.! After I took water to one of the prisoners…I."
"Enough!" Vader spat. He was furious.
The young servant lowered his head, started to sob and shake. He knew he was going to be chocked. "Take him away!" Vader ordered. The young servant got up and was escorted away. He was surprised he was still alive.
Vader went to pay a visit to Luke.
Millenium Falcon
"I don't get it, Chewie. Why did he help us? He was an imp."
/Growls../ So were you, Han
"There was something weird going on with him…"
"Don't remind me that." Han replied.
/Growls…Growls/ We are free, why would you care?
"You've said it Chewie…"
"I'm sorry about the kid, though." Han said with a hint of sadness.
"We must go back." Leia replied.
"Your worshipfulness, are you crazy?"
"He took the droids to you, it is because of him that we have the Death Star plans, we can't leave him at the mercy of that monster."
"I ain't going back there, princess."
"Let's get to Yavin IV, but I still want to help him." Leia replied.
Luke startled by Vader's presence.
"My lord…" He stopped, he felt a pressure on his head.
"What have you done!" Vader asked but he already knew. Young Whitesun had used the force to persuade the servant to help his friends to escape.
Luke was speechless. "I…what do you mean?"
The dark one got furious. He took his lightsaber and pointed to Luke's throat.
Luke froze.
"Answer me!"
"I…I helped my friends to escape. I made the servant to help them." Luke was backing away from the blade.
"You have defied me!"
Vader lift his blade, Luke closed his eyes, he was about to die, he passed the tip of the saber through Luke's chest.
Luke screamed and felt on his knees,. The pain was unbearable.
"You will never defy me again, young one!"
Luke could not bear anymore, he felt unconscious.
Luke woke up in the medcenter. The droid was still tending to him when the Sith came. Luke sat up apprehensive.
"I have use for you, young one. You still are going to help me. If you refuse I shall show you other levels of suffering."
Luke lowered his head, he was defeated.
"Why did you do it?" Vader asked with curiosity. No one ever dared to defy him, but then again, until Kenobi and of course, his offspring.
Luke felt uncomfortable because of the hatred he felt coming from Vader towards him. /Why does he hate me so much/ he thought.
"Because you are my enemy!" Vader answered to Luke's thoughts.
"I am not my father, my lord." Luke answered with anguish. He was in this predicament because the one who sired him, the one he wanted to avenge, but now he felt helpless.
The answer surprised Vader. The boy was another person. What would Kenobi fell if his son transformed into a Sith? He had to train the boy, destroy Sidious and rule.
The days that followed were harsh. Vader's training sessions were hard and cruel.
When Luke trained with the droids and failed he was punished harshly.
Despite of fighting to remain with the light, Luke felt lost. He was succumbing to the darkness day by day. Vader fed lies about his alleged father. Luke started to feel regret and hate for the man he never met. But this feeling melted away fast when Luke remembered the stories of Obi Wan.
The day Luke dreaded arrived. They were going to kill the emperor.
"Keep your shields as I thought you," Vader warned.
"Yes, my lord."
The throne room was eerie. Luke arrived with cuffs.
"Welcome, young Whitesun. Lord Vader has kept me updated about your progress. Being the son of a Jedi."
"I am not a Jedi, my lord." Luke replied.
"Are you talking back to me?" the emperor groaned.
"No, my lord! I am sorry. I meant no offense." Luke apologized earnestly.
"Master, he has great skills with the lightsaber, would you like a demonstration?"
Vader asked.
"Of course, lord Vader. Go on."
Vader ignited his saber and tossed another one to Luke, he attacked Luke and they engaged in to a man-to-man fight. Luke was using the dark side, he was attacking.
"Good! Good!" the emperor was pleased to see the fight.
Luke did what he was trained to do. He went closer to the emperor and with a swift movement he brought his lightsaber down towards the emperor. It hit his arm, but Vader was faster and cut Sidious in half.
The sight of the destruction was horrifying.
Vader immediately kept distance from the corpse of the emperor, Luke remained froze in panic.
"Guards!" Vader cried out.
The guards came in, four of them. "Arrest him!" Vader ordered. "He killed the emperor! Take him to level five!"
The guards immediately took a hold of Luke. He did not resist them.
"Don't say a word about this! I will be making the proper announcement. He ordered. The guards nodded in agreement.
Vader was pleased. He was to become the ruler of the galaxy and he was to crush young Kenobi.
Through the Force, Vader send dark energy causing pain in Luke, the young man screams were music to Vader's ears. The dark lord surrounded him and ordered the guards to whip him. It was part of his punishment for killing the emperor.
Vader waived his hand for the punishment to stop.
"You…pro..promised you would …kill me…ple..a..se." Luke said in between breaths.
"You shall stand trial for killing the emperor, young one. If you want to stop your pain you will make an statement to confess for your crimes."
"I…I will." Luke was in so much pain that he would do anything to stop.
The commander came.
"Record his statement, commander."
"Yes, my lord."
The four imperial guards took Luke from his binders and sat him in front of the commander.
He was a mess, he couldn't maintain balance. "I…I k-killed the emperor."
Luke gasped.
"Young one," Vader paced around him like a vulture. "You will continue your statement but this time to use your real name. I know that your name is not Luke Whitesun, there is no point in lying, you shall confess to your crime and proof that your father's legacy is one of betrayers!"
Luke's heart ached. He couldn't destroy the name of his father. He never met him but he felt like he knew him from the stories Obi Wan would tell him. Luke's devotion for his father was the only thing he had.
"My name is L-Luke Whitesun!" Luke said defiant.
"You will confess to all the galaxy !" Vader said and grabbed Luke's hair.
"Just kill me, be done with me!" Luke whispered, but enough for Vader to listen.
"You will confess, young one or you will suffer more than you can imagine!"
Luke already had been through so much pain. How much could he take? He prayed to the Force for guidance.
"My lord, I will not taint my father's name." Luke responded.
For the moment, Vader couldn't stop himself and backhanded the boy's face.
Everything went black.