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Chapter 12: Unknown Son

Vader literally tossed General Veers out of the communications room as he went to contact his master about Luke, Veers did not seem happy, well actually he seemed angry, furious when Vader slammed the door in his face and clicked the lock in place.

"LORD VADER!" He cried from the other side of the door, his voice actually penetrating the two feet think durasteel that encased the room. Which meant that half of the ship had to now hear him. "I DEMAND YOU LET ME IN NOW!"

Vader ignored him and went over to the control panel, typing in the Coruscanti frequency. He walked up to the camera pad and kneeled on it as it lighted below him. He waited a moment, ignoring General Veers furious pounding at the door, by the time the Emperors head began to appear Veer's pounding had ceased, he was mercifully gone now. It looked as though the Emperor actually stifled a yawn when his head came into focus.

"Rise my friend." He said. He seemed rather tired. "Lord Vader, do you have any idea what time it is in Imperial City?"

"No master."

"Well take it into account next time you decide to call me, it's three hours past midnight."

"Then why are you up master?"

"I wasn't. This is my bedroom comm."

"But," Vader began, looking at the Emperor's head, it was covered in one of his usual hoods that shadowed his eyes. "You're wearing your hood, and cloak."

"Lord Vader it is security protocol, if I am attacked and need to escape I must be wearing something."

Oh, so you're just paranoid. "Master I have a question."

"Well then get on with it Vader, my patience grows thin."

"We have captured the princess as you know—"

"Yes, excellent job."

"Thank you, but the princess said that Ravan's last name is Skywalker." Vader stated slowly. "What does that mean?"

The Emperor didn't reply right away, again Vader thought he saw something in his eyes, but he covered it up quickly. "Lord Vader… I will admit I knew all along."

"But…"

"Why didn't I tell you? Because I didn't want to kill you, if you knew he was your son there was a good chance you would turn on me, with him."

"I will not." Vader stated.

"We'll see Lord Vader, I think it would be best however, if Luke did not know the truth."

"He is my son correct? He should know."

"He is your son." The Emperor said exasperated. "And he should not know. He might open up to me more."

"If you believe so Lord Vader, I will trust you judgment, but I warn you, the first sign of any treachery from you or your son, I will kill you. Both." The Emperor stated.

"Yes master."

"Go and tell him, unless you have more news." It almost seemed as though the Emperor could sense Vader's subconscious thoughts from where he was. There was something Vader did need to tell him, about the rebel base.

"Yes actually. We believe the rebel base to be on Yavin IV."

"I agree, Yavin IV is uninhabited, that would be an ideal place. Send a probe droid down before attacking them. If you are right kill them all and dispose of the princess. I have no interest in prisoners." The Emperor began, and then a slight smile crept onto his face. "I have a gift I will send to you Lord Vader. I was waiting until you found the rebel base. It is a new ship. A super star destroyer that the engineers call Executor. It is somewhere around twenty times as big as a normal star destroyer."

"Thank you, my master."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha! Now the rebels will experience the full power of the Empire." Sidious cackled. "Goodbye Lord Vader."

Vader bowed. "Master."

Sidious's image disappeared leaving an anxious Darth Vader behind to talk to his apprentice, his son.

XxX

Devastator Bridge

Ravan, or perhaps his name was Luke, stood hood raised over his head slightly covering his eyes gazing out of the bridge viewports into space. It was really beginning to hit him now, life would always be like this with Darth Vader, he would always be on a ship or fighting some battle with rebels on one world or the other. And he would never see Owen or Beru again. He turned when he heard the mechanical breathing echo down the bridge, several crew members in the pit looked up as Vader walked across the slab of metal, but most paid no attention. One could never quite tell when the dark lord was quite if he was in a bad mood, and if he was you should not do one of two things. Three maybe. Number one; stay out of his way, otherwise you are likely to die. Number two; do any work he has assigned you and keep your head low. Number three; don't even attempt to give him a bad progress report.

Vader walked up to Ravan.

"Master." Ravan stated, more thinking out loud than anything.

"Apprentice, come to my quarters we have something to talk about."

The crew members all looked to Vader now, all of them thinking of what possible topic the dark lord wished to talk about with his apprentice. General Veers came up behind Vader.

"Milord I am sorry for the way I behaved when you threw me out of the communications room." He said. Vader smiled behind his mask, maybe he could have a little fun before having to reveal to Luke who his father was.

"Yes general," He said turning around, if his mask was capable of showing expression it would have a big, wide, evil toothy grin on it right now. "I have been meaning to talk to you about that. I think you need a lesson on manners."

"Manners milor—uhg!" Veers sputtered as Vader raised his hand. Maybe now he could do some father and unknown son bonding.

"Ravan." Vader called. His apprentice/ son walked next to him.

"Yes master."

"I want to teach you something as well."

Vader turned to his son and began explaining about force choking people, all the while Veers desperately tried to pull the invisible hands off of his neck, his face was now turning blue. By the time Vader turned back to him he was about an inch from death.

"Oh I apologize general." Vader said. He waved his hand and Veers fell to the ground, coughing and spitting all over the floor as he gasped for breath. "It seems I forgot my manners and left you to die. Believe me it will not happen again, and you will make sure I never have a reason to do it again. Correct?"

"Baheck!" Was all Veers could manage to choke out.

"Now Ravan it is your turn."

Vader's apprentice nodded and extended his own hand, he crunched it into a fist tightly. Veers sprang up and held his neck once more, gasping for breath like some kind of wild animal. Vader couldn't tell if Ravan was actually crushing his throat or if Veers was simply irritated because Ravan's hold was loose but irritating.

"Let go." Vader said, Ravan did and Veers fell onto the slab of metal over the crew pit took it three lung full's of air and rolled over, falling into the crew pit and knocking himself unconscious. Ravan suppressed a laugh and several crew members snickered lightly since most didn't like Veers anyway. Vader motioned for Ravan to follow him and both headed to his quarters.

XxX

Ravan and Vader walked into Ravan's quarters, Ravan had been there many times, though he had his own cabin now, right down the hall. The main living area was full of things Vader didn't use much, such as sofas, Vader motioned Ravan to sit down on one.

"My apprentice, I have something important I must tell you."