The wise Jedi master stood before the general as unseen, but not unfelt energy,
Hello, Leia... You wished to see me?
Master Kenobi, yes. My brother can not be very objective on this matter...
Vader...?
In part... I'm afraid the lifestyle of the old Jedi has been limited to me, no data files on it exist.
The life of a Jedi was as sacred as the ideals they were built on. What exactly do you wish to know?
There has got to be a document— a sort of declaration about the Jedi, an oath maybe?
The old Jedi materialized before Leia and she waited as he seemed to be in deep thought,
"Hmm. Yes. It is one all Jedi must swear to and live by."
There was a sort of air about the elderly man that suddenly seemed calm as he recited from what seemed to be his ancient memory,
"There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is the Force."
Leia seemed to dwell on this and the elderly man could tell it was all she needed from him.
Leia's eyes sprung open,
"Master Obi-wan,"
The man's presence became persistent again and Leia knew he was still there,
"How could no emotion or passion-"
"Passion leads to extremism as does emotion when it's not controled .When we spoke of passion we spoke of love, of creating attachments."
"Loving? Like family? Friends..."
"Yes. We swore a life to the republic and peace, where our own interest had to be non existent to avoid having to remove them."
"I can't believe that... How were more Jedi ever brought to be? Is that why they became scarce?"
"Force sensitive children were detected early on in the old republic. As soon as they were detected they were raised away in the Jedi Temple at a very tender age."
Leia's eyebrows crashed together and her mouth quivered as she continued,
"Their families?"
"They were left behind to continue on with their lives."
A rush of anger pulsed through Leia, before she could say anything Obi-wan continued,
"Vader was a very different case. He was born in the outer rims on Tattoine, raised as a slave up to a very young age. My master rescued him in hopes that he would fulfill the ancient Jedi prophecy of the force."
"Ancient..Jedi prophecy?"
"One who would bring peace and justice to the galaxy. However, avoiding to create attachments is where your father failed."
The old man seemed ancient now that Leia looked upon him and his gaze deepened further into the horizon as he spoke,
"Your father fell in love with your mother and they married in secret- you two were born of that secret."
Leia's eyes widened,
"Love...Married?!"
"Your father was not anyone Vader could identify with now, Anakin loved and would wrong no one, specially those he cared for most. His fear of loosing your mother was enough to cause it, to turn him into Vader."
Leia felt uneasy once more in a sickening way and fell back into a more relaxed posture,
"He killed her."
"In a sense. But Padmé Amidala certainly wasn't someone who would allow it either, she lives on so strongly within you and your brother."
••••
Leia...
Where are you?
The dark figure loomed out into space from his ship, with the rest of his men looking terrified behind him.
Lord Vader turned around and walked past the scanners everyone was observing, the sounds of the computers and scanners irritating him as the sound waves were driven straight into his brain.
The idle salutes were a gesture Vader ignored as he passed lower deck officials until he entered his rooms which in great part consisted of a hyperbolic chamber.
Vader sat in the white capsule and as the his mask was removed and chamber was shut close.
Recently he'd begun to sleep more than he'd become accustomed to in the past 2 decades and yet the slumber seemed to terrify him just as it had done before.
There'd been a change and he could feel the force trying to balance itself once more.