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So, I got a disgusting review from some coward who didn't even sign in. Here is a sample of what they said. "I have literally never wanted to slaughter someone as much as you. There is nothing cruel and inhuman enough that could be done to you that would be adequate to punish you for this abomination. If I had the chance to do anything with my life, save the world, cure cancer, or exterminate all life in this universe and the next, I would without hesitation cleanse the universe of life so another vile abomination like you would never have the chance at life. There is nothing in all of existence that would make me happier then to watch you be atomized atom by atom. There is no end to my hatred for. your horrid existence. Die."

I like hearing people's opinions on my work. This is not an opinion, it is disgusting. Don't like a pairing, don't read. And that isn't all they wrote, I left out the worst stuff sand deleted the review from the story. Anyone else wanting to remark like this, know it will be deleted. You are sick for wanting someone to die all over a story.

Sorry about that to all the sensible people on here.

Chapter 12

Luke was glad to strip off his uniform and pull on his preferred clothes of blue and black. In deference to the occasion though these were more formal. Black trousers and well-polished boots with a midnight blue mid-thigh length tunic, with long bloused sleeves, embroidered in the traditional Naboo manor in a lighter blue thread. He clipped on his black half cape and attached his lightsaber to his belt before leaving his rooms, Trapper and Vil, falling in at his back. He made it to the launch bay to find his father's shuttle waiting so he boarded and sat in his normal place, the co-pilots seat. Soon he felt his Father approaching and then he could hear him as he entered the shuttle and made his way to the cockpit. "I am glad you are coming my Son."

"Yes Father." Luke smiled slightly when his station lit up, giving him control of the shuttle. He took off smoothly and headed for the beautiful planet below. He soon landed at the Palace and they moved to disembark, seeing the gathered crowd to greet them and he froze.

Vader glanced at his son, feeling the flash of terror even as the teen stopped moving. The troopers halted and he could feel their concern for the boy. "Luke?"

"I…" he stared at the crowd. Everyone knew the Organa's were at least Alliance sympathetic….

"Commander Appo."

"Yes, My Lord." Appo stepped up.

"The Isatabith rain forest is said to be a true wonder. It would be a pity for the Prince to not see it."

"Of course, my Lord."

"Return for me in four hours." He gripped Luke's shoulder briefly before leaving with one of the Stormtroopers.

Luke hesitated but retreated to the cockpit, Appo following to fly them to the correct area. Luke gasped in wonder as they flew over the lush and mountainous landscape. He had the feeling this was going to become his favourite planet.

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"Greeting Lord Vader." Senator Organa greeted the Sith and bowed slightly to him. "thank you for gracing us with your presence."

"Viceroy." Vader greeted as they walked towards the Palace. "The Emperor sends his regards to the Queen on such an auspicious day."

"Our thanks to him. There are rumours My Lord…of an attempt on your son's life."

"A rebel assassin attempted to kill him and failed, one of his guard was killed." What was Organa up to mentioning this? Surely, he knew his sympathies were suspect?

"You have my condolences. I have a daughter myself…I cannot imagine an assassin targeting her. Children should be safe, no matter their parentage or politics." He spoke softly and felt Vader's stare. He just hoped he got across that he would never condone what had been attempted.

So, the Alliance was not as harmonious as they would like to be seen. If Organa was a Rebel, he had not been involved in the attempt on Luke, he could sense the man was genuine in his disgust for such an act.

"A pity the Prince is not with you, he is off an age with Leia."

"He could use more acquaintances his own age." Vader agreed. "But with the attempt he is stepping back form public appearances, until his safety can be assured." They entered the ballroom and the Queen rose to greet them both. Vader's attention flickered to the young woman beside her. Dressed in a flowing gown of soft green and with her hair held in elaborate braids he was hit by the utter resemblance. She looked so much like Padme…although her eyes were darker and shaped differently, and yet familiarly. He knew the girl was adopted, the Queen's many troubles had been something Padme had known of due to her friendship with Bail. He forced his attention from her and moved to a corner of the room to observe. No, she was not his and Padme's child, Luke was their only child. But she had many handmaidens throughout her many years of service and many of them could pass as Padme when needed. Had one had a child and then died?

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Luke nearly bit through his lip as he fought not to scream, tears slipping free. He curled into a ball on the floor, body spasming as lightning tore through it. There was no defence and even if there was to use on would just make the punishment worse. He knew his Father was nearby, being made to watch, but he couldn't sense him, not in the Force inhibiting collar. He was all alone and unable to give the pain to the Force. Finally, he couldn't hold it back anymore and began to scream. This was for leaving the Academy before the Emperor wanted him to. He may have smiled and congratulated him in public but in private he had berated them both for letting an assassin get so close and then for graduating early. Not that the monster actually cared about Hawk, just one more dead solider.

The torture finally ended when Luke went limp and Palpatine left the room. Vader waited an extra minute and then moved to the boys' side, gently lifting him into his arms and carrying him to their tower and the medical room within. The monitors were swiftly attached and showed the stress his body had endured. The med-droid moved in and began tending to the boy. Vader released the collar and then left to take his rage out in the training room before going to his office.

Luke was to be assigned his own legion and flagship to go along with his new rank and Vader was going to ensure he got the best. He would fill the legion with as many clones as he could, thankful all were now 'safe', their chips removed. He'd managed to scrape together some of the survivors from the 212th which had been surprising but then came the biggest shock of all. CC-2224, currently assigned to the garrison on Tatooine, and had been for several years. Cody was still alive, he hadn't expected that at all, he knew the suicide rate amongst the command level troops in the months after Order 66. They had no choice but to obey it when it had been given but obviously no thought had been given to how it would affect them over time. Had Cody known he was on the same planet as his one-time General? Did Kenobi know? No, Cody had still had the chip so even if Kenobi had felt his presence he never would have approached and risked Cody trying to kill him again. But now the chip was gone, still Cody would never approach Kenobi even if he recognised him, it was too risky. And besides that, how had a fully-fledged Commander ended up stuck in a tiny garrison on Tatooine? It didn't make sense. But it didn't matter, he quickly cut orders to transfer CC-2224 into command of the 212th, giving the legion the same name as Cody's old one. Now he needed to choose a flagship, one with a competent Captain.

Luke was young to be given command like this, he was not quite fifteen. Ahsoka had been younger when she joined them but she had served under him, Luke would not have that. It was why he needed a strong second in command like Cody had been, if anything of that man still existed within the Stormtrooper the clone had been made into. It felt wrong giving his son an infantry battalion rather than a naval one, Luke's skills as a pilot rivalled his own already, but it had been the Emperors command and it would be good experience for the boy to spend time away from the cockpit. So much had come up lately to remind him of the past he had buried and it hurt but he used that pain to fuel his rage. He would not let pain control his actions. All of this was necessary to prepare for killing his Master one day. With his son and loyal troops at his side it could be done, once the boy had grown.

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Luke looked around his rooms, making sure everything he would need or want was packed. The Avenger was waiting for him to transfer over, taking command of the infantry aboard. She was an Imperial II-class Star Destroyer, nicknamed "Impstar-Deuce" by most in the Navy, the next evolution in Star Destroyers from the Devastator although the same length. And rumour had it there was a new, larger, Star Destroyer in the planning stages, the Executor class. He'd love to get his hands on the plans soon.

The Avengers' Captain, Lorth Needa, had been with the Navy since the time of the Republic and was seen as a competent, level officer. He'd been part of Death Squadron since almost the start so was used to working with his Father. He was nervous but also excited, his second in command had once served under Ben. But all clones had undergone reconditioning after Order 66. Those in the 501st had at least been under his Father's command and given more freedom. Who knew what condition Cody would me in mentally after so long.

Luke left his rooms and headed for the launch bay, Boomer and Jesse in the normal positions. His Father and Captain Piett were there, along with a good portion of the 501st. his belongings were loaded on a shuttle and several clones also boarded after being dismissed, Boomer among them. Luke said his goodbyes and then hopped into the cockpit of his personal fighter, the same TIE Advanced x1 as his Father flew, though each of them had personalised their ship to suit their needs. It wasn't a long flight over to the Avenger and then there was the ceremony of being greeted and taking command. Once that was done Luke retreated to his rooms where his things had already been unpacked. He messaged Vader to let him know it had gone smoothly and then the two ships entered hyperspace, heading for different locations.

Luke fell asleep quickly, worn out by all the rig moral of changing ships but the next morning he was up bright and early and in his new office. He had a very important meeting after all and soon enough the door chimed. "Enter."

"CC-2224 reporting as ordered Sir." He saluted crisply, standing at attention in the office doorway.

"At ease trooper, close the door and then sit." Luke answered, staring at the white armour. So, this was the man that had stood at Obi-Wan's side for years during the Clone War. He waited until he was seated rather stiffly in front of the desk. " Remove your buy'ce." The 501st clones had been helping him learn their language when there was time around other training.

He obeyed, placing the helmet beside his feet before looking up to meet the Colonel's eyes. Skywalker, he knew that name, it made him think of things best forgotten. And how did he know Mando'a? They weren't allowed to speak it anymore.

"Commander Cody of the 212th under General Obi-Wan Kenobi." Luke stated, keeping eye contact and he saw the glimmer of surprise and sadness in dark eyes. He still looked much like the picture of him from the wars, older yes, but still fit, with only a scar on his face marring what Luke could see. "After the Empire formed re-assigned to Kamino and troop training before being stationed at the Tatooine garrison." He leant back in his seat and smiled slightly. "The 501st speak highly of you Commander, although most believe you to be dead since they haven't heard anything of you."

His brothers spoke of him? And to their General's ad? He'd been taken from his men after the Order, sent back to Kamino to train the last batches of brothers. From there he'd been sent to Tatooine, a planet he knew from General Skywalker, not that he'd ever willingly talked of it. "sir." What else was he meant to say?

"When Order 66 went live you fired on General Kenobi but no body was every found." Luke met his eyes seriously. "What would you say if I told you Kenobi survived?"

"Sir, I apologise for failing orders." He'd lived? There'd been a voice screaming in his head that the Jedi were traitors and so he had ordered the men to fire. Obi-Wan had never even realised what was happening, had never expected danger from them. He knew many others had killed themselves for obeying that voice, the only reason he hadn't was because there had been no body. He wanted to argue that he had done his duty, he had fired on the General with the others and then sent out search parties for his body, what more could he have done? He was a good soldier; he had obeyed his Emperor's every command. And yet hearing Obi-Wan had lived brought relief.

"Did you know he lived on Tatooine?" Luke asked softly and saw the brief look of shock, so Cody hadn't known. "If you had succeeded that day Commander I might not be here. Obi-Wan took me to Tatooine to be raised by relatives, he lived in the Wastelands as a crazy old hermit to watch over me, until the Empire got too close. Do you want to know what happened?"

"Sir, a soldier has no wants."

"You did once Cody. You've been transferred to be my Commander, like you were to him. Your name is yours again." Luke answered and was met by a lost look in the other man's eyes. He stood and moved around the desk to crouch in front of his Commander, taking his hands. "Obi-Wan still lives, in exile. He told me about you once, how you always had his back and I'm asking you to do that for me." He reached out with the Force, soothing the clone and Cody swallowed hard at that once familiar sensation.

"Yes sir." How could he say no? For his General he would take over watching over this boy. It was hard thinking of the Clone Wars and everything they'd gone through, he knew it was the extra conditioning, but he had a reason to fight it now. His General had survived and now he had a new jetii to serve.

TBC….