Luke crawled back into bed and fell asleep. As the Dark Lord had promised, Luke had the day off to do as he pleased. When he was certain that Lord Vader had left for the bridge, he quietly entered the chambers. Something was calling to him from the closet. Luke opened the door and saw a large wooden chest with several inches of dust; he found a heavy padlock on the gate and through the Force clicked it open. The chest lid creaked as Luke opened it, there were several oddities in the box, things that Luke never suspected that a Dark Lord of the Sith needed. He saw a blue photo album with holo-pictures and old clippings of articles, mostly the ones featuring "Anakin Skywalker."

"Now why would Lord Vader keep these?"

"What are you doing in my quarters going through my private things? Have you no honor?" Luke soon found himself flying through the air and landing rather hard on his backside. "I've killed men for less! Have you no decency? Maybe I was too lenient to allow you the day off, maybe you need more discipline. I am more than willing to provide!" Luke struggled to get off his butt, however he kept sliding away from the Lord Vader as he continued to stomp towards him and soon Luke was backed up to a wall.

"Why were you in my quarters? What is it you hope to find?"

"I was just curious."

"Curious?" Luke was picked up and slapped across the face.

"What is it you were hoping to find, Jedi?"

"I don't know." The stroke was repeated and Luke cried out.

"Tell me the truth, Jedi." Lord Vader slapped the boy again.

"I just want to know about my father, where he is."

"Why?" Lord Vader demanded.

"Because I've missed him my entire life; I want to get to know him. Nobody has ever told me the truth, Lord Vader. My uncle told me he was a navigator on spice freighter, Ben told me you killed him, but it's not your mask I see above him on Mustafar it is Obi-Wan's face, although he is much younger than the last time I saw him."

Lord Vader released the boy, and watched as Luke rubbed his face where Lord Vader had slapped him, not hard enough to cause permanent damage, just enough to get his attention. He helped Luke to his feet and sat him on the couch. "It is fitting that today I tell you the truth, Luke. It was today that I lost my humanity to not only Obi-Wan's blade but to the Emperor's mechanizations."

Luke brought his feet to his chest and encircled his arms around them and not only listened with his ears but through the Force. It was obvious that the tale that Lord Vader was about to impart wouldn't be easy for the Dark Lord to recount. Even as Lord Vader told of the tale of Anakin Skywalker, Luke was wondering how it was possible that the Dark Lord knew such intimate feelings and thoughts of the Jedi and soon it dawned on him, he breathed in suddenly, not believing that it was even possible. "No, it can't be, you can't . . ." Luke jumped up suddenly and ran out of the room, horrified.

"Search your feelings; you know it to be true."