Luke's cries pierced the dark lord's heart. That unexpected cry from his son.

/Mother…/

/Padme…/

His angel…

Remorse is not a trait of a Sith Lord. He pushed that thought aside.

For a few seconds Vader stopped the torture momentarily to compose himself from the chock. He loosened the bounds and Luke felt on the ground. He could barely move.

Vader approached the bloodied youngster sprawled on the ground, his boots stopped inches by Luke's face. The respirator hissed a few elaborated breaths until he and spoke. "She will not come for you Luke…I killed her."

Luke slowly clung to his father's boots and gathered all his strength to speak.

"Please father…kill me too," Luke could no longer bear the pain he was feeling, not only in his body but deep in his soul. The young farmboy full of dreams of following his father's footsteps, first a space freighter, then a hero in the clone wars, a Jedi and Luke had tasted the hero hype after Yavin IV, but to face the hard truth that the one who sired him was a Sith Lord, his nemesis it was too much to bear, he wanted to be freed. He started to sob not only from his pains but from the knowledge Vader had just revealed to him. Vader had enough and knocked his son unconscious.

On the other side of the galaxy Leia woke up screaming.

"Luke! Luke!"

Han Solo ran to the princess bunker and held her on his arms.

"Calm down, It is only a nightmare."

"Oh Han, Luke is in pain!" Leia started to cry, Han held her tightly.

"We have to save him, Han!"

"We will Leia, we will."

Luke woke up in the medcenter. He felt relieved from the medication given by his pain.

It was the first time in days that he didn't feel any physical pain. How long would that last?

Vader finished his conference with the emperor and sensed that his son was finally awake, it was time to see him.

Vader came, immediately Luke got out of bed and knelt before his father.

"Master."

The dark lord as pleased. He had successfully terrified his son to the point of servitude, but there was still burning a low flame of the light side within his son's tortured soul. It was just a matter of time when Vader mused to put that light out. It was time to put his plan in action.

"Rise, Luke."

Luke slowly got up. The drugs were still on effect.

"You need to recover well. In two weeks we will meet the emperor. He is eager to see you, my son and when you meet him it will be his undoing." Vader paused, then continued. "You will have to play your part well, Luke."

Luke flinched; he wasn't sure what his father meant. "What do I have to do, master?"

"You will defy him, you will resist his attempt to join him."

Luke was nervous. "Master…he will kill me."

"Not immediately. He will torture you, yes but it will be enough time for me to take action." Vader said nonchalantly.

"Torture…what kind of torture?" Luke asked.

"Force lightening. He will attack you with energy."

Vader felt Luke's terror within his very soul as well as his fight about his acceptance to the dark fate but he wanted to make sure his son would not falter. "Do I sense any reluctance of your part?"

"No master!" Luke replied hastily. "I'll do as you command," he lowered his head.

"It will be wise to do so, Luke."

Luke was afraid to ask but he wondered what would happen after the emperor was killed, would Vader dispose of him?

Vader heard Luke's thoughts he held Luke by his chin and forced him to look at him.

"You will serve me, young one. That is the sole purpose of your existence!"

Vader pushed Luke hard on the bed and left the medcenter.

Two weeks passed too fast for Luke. He had been training with his father, shielding his thoughts and practicing light saber duel. Luke read the books his father had ordered and also learned how to go into meditation. It had been two weeks but Luke could not forget the darkest revelation he had heard. His father had murdered his mother. He tried to push that thought aside but the more he did more it came to his mind. Vader kept observing his son and he knew that his son was thinking but he loathed to mention about those dreadful moments…when he had squeezed hear throat…he pushed away that thought and left to meet his son.

Sullust…

The alliance was ready to attack the second death star. Han Solo piloted a stolen shuttle tydirium with him was Leia and Chewbacca.

"Han, we have to find a way to take Luke out of that place before we destroy it."

"What make you think he is there?"

"I know, Han. He is there."

Han embraced Leia. "It will be all right, if he is there I will get him myself."

Luke was ready. He waited for his father inside his chamber as he was ordered. Vader came.

"Master." Luke bowed.

"It is time, Luke. If you fail me."

"I won't master."

The throne room was eerie. Luke had a sense of dread. The emperor was even more terrifying than his father. He was the epitome of evil.

Father and son walked towards the throne were the emperor sat.

"Welcome, young Skywalker. I've been expecting you."

Luke eyed the emperor. "I am looking forward to complete your training."

"You are mistaken…I will never join you!" Luke spat.

"Lord Vader, I am disappointed. You have not taught your son manners."

"Forgive me, my master."

" It appears that I shall take it upon myself, don't you agree?" the emperor approached the terrified young man.

"Yes, master."

Vader pushed Luke to his knees and swiftly moved to the emperor's side.

"You will learn some respect!" the emperor groaned. Soon after came the dreadful lightning his father had mentioned. At first was slowly, still painful, but the emperor kept throwing lightening at him as soon as he recovered he kept intensifying the attack.

"Father, please! Help me!" Luke screamed agonizing of such a horrible pain. Not even his father's tortures had been so cruel.

With one movement Vader halved the emperor. A great wave of darkness surrounded the room as the emperor had vanished into oblivion.

Luke was recovering from the attack but he could not move. He observed his father gather the emperor's clothing and tossing aside. He then sat on the throne and stared at Luke who slowly started to recover.

"You have done well, my son."

Luke crawled to the throne where his father sat proudly.

"Open your mind to me, Luke," the dark lord ordered. Luke obeyed.

Vader entered Luke's mind and blanketed it with darkness, Luke was feeling a great strength that he had never felt before a burst of unknown force of great power. Vader got up the chair and approached Luke who was still in horrible pain from the lightening. Luke made an enormous effort to get up, he moved and stayed on his knees before his father. Vader activated his light saber and placed by Luke's throat. "It is now the moment to make your decision, Luke. Will you join me?"

It was the point of no return. Luke knew that if he didn't join his father he would kill him and hunt Leia. She was the only hope for the light in the galaxy. When he surrendered the first time was the sole purpose of saving his sister. He tried to fight the darkness placing Leia's life in danger. He would not fail again, thus he made a decision, when he opened his eyes, and asked without flinching.

"What is thy bidding, my master."

"You will carry on the execution of Captain Antilles, then you will join me to put an end in the preposterous rebellion." Vader ordered.

"As you wish, my master." Luke replied darkly.