"Great…" Luke grumbled coming to a halt in front of another closed door. "I'm lost, how am I supposed to get out of here!?" He yelled and slammed his fist against the closed door, which opened upon contact. Luke didn't question it though, running in, the doors closing behind him.
It looked like he had entered an armory, blasters hung from the wall and ammunition was lined up under them. Luke took a good look at his surroundings, what would be the fastest way for him to get out?
After contemplating that Luke grabbed himself a smaller blaster he could hold in one hand comfortably and a few mines with a remote detonator. He could not fight his way out, he knew that much. But maybe blasting through something like the sealed exit of the ventilation system could get him out.
Taking a deep breath Luke opened the doors again and went through the halls he had came from searching for the familiar sight of ventilation ducts. Finding one he pulled the lid of preparing to climb in, a voice calling out to him halfway.
"Hey you! Freeze!" A stormtrooper called out, scaring Luke causing him to let go and fall onto the ground with a thud. "Ouch…" He groaned and scrambled to his feet when the stormtrooper pulled out his rifle and pointed it at him.
"You're coming with me." The trooper told him and motioned for Luke to start walking. Luke complied and marched into the direction he was told to go. He couldn't help but notice that the sinking feeling in his stomach was becoming worse every step he took forward.
Luke was led through a few halls until they reached what seemed to be a conference room, from Luke's point of view at least. Luke hesitated when he was told to go in, something screamed at him to run, yet he couldn't place where the feeling was coming from.
A harsh shove in his back caused Luke to stumble and go into the conference room, where Luke froze, staring at the black figure that was Darth Vader.
Vader had been pacing until he had felt him, the boy, approach his position. His almost blinding force signature could not be mistaken. Vader could feel the distress the boy was in, he was practically screaming it out to the force. His fear, his regret, good emotions to use to turn him to the dark side, Vader mused.
When he finally entered the conference room Vader had been waiting at he turned to face the boy. The boy was staring at him, strangely enough without fear. He had somehow calmed himself down enough to control his fear, interesting.
Vader approached him with measured steps "So, you are the rebel who stole the weapon plans." Vader stated calmly. The boy gulped and strained his neck to look Vader in the face. He did, however, remain silent.
"Answer me boy!" Vader growled and looked down onto the boy his face. When he did he felt his anger rise. The boy his defiant stance was aggravating enough, but his resemblance to his old self caused Vader to become enraged.
Grabbing hold of the boy his neck Vader lifted him up from the ground with surprising ease. "Who are you boy!?" The sith lord growled squeezing the boy's neck, who had started making alarmed noises.
"B-b-ben!" The boy choked out. This made Vader even more furious, he could feel the lie behind his statement, the force was practically yelling at Vader that he was lying.
"DO NOT THINK YOU CAN LIE TO ME BOY! WHAT IS YOUR NAME!?" Vader demanded shaking the boy harshly, causing him to snap out of his brave demeanor.
"L-Luke…." The boy barely managed to get out. The boy took in a gasp of air when vader released some of the pressure he had put on his throat. "What is your Surname!?" Vader demanded as he could feel the force build up in anticipation around him.
"S-skywalker.." Luke croaked, his throat sore from behind held by it. Vader froze for a bit, shocked by his statement. Skywalker? That was impossible, he could not be the son of Skywalker, yet the force told him this bo- Luke, was his son.
Feeling Luke's fear rise Vader let go of his throat. The boy fell onto his knees coughing, softly massaging his throat. Vader regarded him absentmindedly before stalking off to his shuttle.
"Admiral Piett, arrange that the prisoner known as Luke Skywalker is transferred onto the executor." Vader commanded through his comlink to the admiral.
"Yes milord." Came Piett his swift response. He had to get Luke out of here before the emperor would find the whereabouts of his son. The emperor had a lot of explaining to do.
Back at the palace of emperor Palpatine, the emperor sat lazily in his throne. That was until he suddenly sat up straight, a look of confusion on his face. "There is a great disturbance in the force…" He mumbled to himself. "And lord Vader is part of it…" The man said with a grin before laughing "This should yield to be interesting."
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