Dark Possession

Vader was overseeing a disturbance in Tantive IV. Some of the rebels had tried to reopen the long closed base as a diversion. Once the imperials had searched the place wouldn't be a reason to search again, right? Wrong. The imperial spies were out within the ranks of the rebellion. Vader was pleased with his victory. After all the emperor was no more.

The comlink had an incoming message.

"What is it, admiral Piett?" Vader spoke nonchalantly.

"My lord, young Skywalker has recovered his senses." Piett replied.

Vader was surprised. "Good, admiral. I'll be returning in two days."

The dark lord was puzzled. He didn't feel that his son was awake. He felt an enormous tremor in the force but he had sensed within Luke's continuous nightmares.

It was time to see his son.

Luke walked freely amongst the pilots. He walked to his chambers and relaxed on the bed. He stared at the ceiling and smiled.

"Soon daddy will come home…" he muttered to himself.

He got up and walked around the star destroyer and went to the bridge. All eyes were on young Skywalker. Admiral Piett approached the young man. "You may need some rest, why don't you stay in your chambers and wait until lord Vader arrives."

"Did my father say that I can't be here?" Luke frowned.

"No, but you are recovering."

"I feel better, I think I have slept enough." Luke walked around the crew and stared at the screens.

"As you wish." Piett walked away.

Luke walked to the hangar and walked towards a Tie Fighter. One of the pilots approached. "Sir, you can't do this."

Luke turned and used the force to push the pilot across the hangar. The pilot fell unconscious. Luke took the Tie Fighter and took off.

Lord Vader's shuttle arrived to the Executor.

Admiral Piett was nervous.

"Admiral, where is young Skywalker?"

"My lord," he swallowed. "He took one of our Ties and left…we are looking for him."

"Left!" Vader was furious.

Admiral Piett felt he was going to pass out in fear.

"Find him, Admiral, your life depends on it!" Vader went to the hangar and took his Tie. He had to find his son.

Luke walked the busy streets of Coruscant observing the surroundings. He entered a crowded bar.

"Hey kid, we don't serve minors here!" the bartender cried out.

Luke frowned. "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care! Get out!"

Luke daringly walked towards the bar. He stared at the bartender and suddenly the bartender backed away as in fright. "I want you to serve the best corellian wine to me and everyone here… on the house." Luke's voice came as a whisper.

The bartender seemed to be in a trance. "Wine everyone!"

The crowd cheered. Luke was drinking and observing the crowd in frenzy to get the free drinks the bartender was unwittingly giving.

Luke laughed "Weak minds!"

He walked among the frenzied crowd and walked back to his ship.

Vader was puzzled the way he sensed the presence of his son. It was faded somehow, near. Where would the boy go? Back to the alliance?

The Executor under the orders of frightened admiral Piett was searching for young Skywalker.

"Sir, a Tie is on our screen."

"Activated the tractor beam, immediately!"

Luke was upset. How could he be so careless. The tractor beam caught his ship. He placed his legs on top of the panel and he crossed his hands on the back of his head and closed his eyes waiting for the ship to make a complete stop.

"Lord Vader, we have him!" Piett informed over the comlink. Immediately, Vader returned to the Executor.

The stormtroppers surrounded Luke who showed no resistance. They cuffed him and took him to a cell, as soon as the stormtroppers left, Luke took his binders off using the Force, he also opened the door but remained sitting inside the cell.

Darth Vader arrived shortly after and saw the cell open with the young man lying on the cot.

"Hello, father." Luke said coldly, not a hint of fear came from him as usually did. It surprised Vader. "Son…why did you leave?"

"I was bored, I want to go for a ride." Vader tried to enter the boy's mind but the shields were far too strong. /How could he/

Luke read Vader's mind. "I gained strength during my unconscious time, father. I would like to share with you."

"Luke, you are not to leave this battle station, understood?"

"Yes, father." Luke replied.

"Let's go to your quarters, I don't think this place is fit for the heir of the empire."

Luke followed Vader to his quarters. "Tomorrow I have to return to Sullust and you will come with me."

"As you wish."

Vader left the room. Luke walked around the room and saw a small model ship.

His memories started to come back. /He was flying the model ship in his bedroom in Tatooine…he went out to see the twin suns to set…/ "Go away, young Skywalker…"

The dark voice within his mind screamed…It was the Emperor's voice! . Luke felt an excrutiating pain on his head. He felt on the ground and was convulsing.

Vader liked action, even though he was the new emperor he enjoyed watching the star from the bridge of the Executor. He wanted to be near his son. He watched the stars and felt a strong ripple in the Force. He had to hold himself not to fall.

/Luke/

Vader sent a mental call.

/Father! Help me/

The Sith lord walked faster than usual towards his son's quarters. As he arrived he found Luke unconscious. He picked up the young man and took to the med center.

"What is his condition?" Vader inquired Dr. Parsel, a human doctor head of the med center facility.

"His vitals are normal, my lord. It appears he is recovering from some sort of trauma." Vader never could think that guilty feeling would be part of his senses. He and the doomed emperor had taunted his son to go to the dark side. Was that the consequences? Vader entered the room and observed the young man, slowly he started to reach the boy's mind. He found a way in….

He was inside a dark cave, cold and water falling through the walls. He felt a presence. A man dressed in black robe came towards Vader who stepped back when the man took the hood from his head and revealed his identity. Emperor Papatine!

"Welcome, lord Vader…."

Vader felt compelled to do as he has done for twenty years. He knelt in front of his master.

"Master…you are dead!…"Vader was at a loss. "I have a new slave now, lord Vader" the emperor said and he walked aside revealing Luke kneeling and bruised.

"See, Lord Vader…when you took your son to the Dark Side, his soul became linked to mine...he is stubborn though he keeps fighting back, but it won't be long that he will be forever here and I will be amongst the living again!" the emperor cackled.

Vader was terrified. /Luke/

He saw Luke covered in blood, bruised and his pleading eyes…pain…he was suffering.

"Go, now. Lord Vader…when young Skywalker wakes up you know it is I who will be giving the orders!"

Vader was thrown across the room with the Force. He looked at his son still unconscious. He knelt by his bed and for the first time in twenty years he let the tears to flow from his eyes inside his mask.