Chapter Eleven: Revealing What Should Be Known

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Luke hesitated at first. He didn't know where the passage would take him, but the temptation was too great. Slowly, ever so slowly, he stepped into the passage, and walked along the dark hall, until he came to a door. He tried it, and found that it was unlocked. Opening the door, he glanced around the room.

He was frozen in awe at the doorway, unable to move. This room, this hidden, secret room, was filled with such wondrous things. Things that he had only imagined.

Finally, he got the courage to walk into the room and explore. To his right, he saw a table with objects and data pads stacked high enough to reach to ceiling. He walked over to the table, and picked up the first object he saw. It looked like a laser cutter. As soon as he picked it up, a scene went through his head. It wasn't a memory. Well, it wasn't one of his memories…

"…Ani, stop playing with those tools and come to bed."

A man, tall and handsome with a golden/brown mullet sighed, and turned to face a woman with long, brown hair.

"Padme, can't you just go to bed without me? I'll be there in a second."

The woman rolled her eyes, and gave an exasperated laugh. "Anakin! What are you trying to build, anyway?"

The man, Anakin, held up a small, silver device. It looked like a miniature handle for something. "It's a miniature lightsaber." He said this with pride as he held up the lightsaber he'd created. "It functions just like any regular lightsaber, only it can fit in my pocket."

Padme wasn't impressed. She walked up to her husband, and took the 'miniature lightsaber' out of his hand, and put it in a drawer.

"Hey," Anakin protested. "What are you doing?"

Padme sat down on the bed, and smiled. "I'm trying to get you to bed on time."

Anakin sighed. "If I go to bed, will you give it back?"

Padme's smile turned into a playful grin. "I may…"

Just as soon as it started, the vision stopped, and Luke refocused on his surroundings. Where had that come from? Were those two people that he'd seen his parents? He had no way of knowing, but he was pretty sure that they were!

He looked back at the device in his hands. It was the miniature lightsaber that he'd seen in the vision. Putting it in his pocket, Luke decided to forget about the vision for now. He could straighten things out later. Right now he wanted to check out the rest of the things in this room.

Finding nothing more of interest on the table, and not wanting to go through all the data pads right now, Luke decided to check out the other side of the room. There, he saw large, display cases made of glass. But it was what was inside the cases that caught his eye.

Now, being a guy, Luke wouldn't normally care about girls' clothes, but these clothes were very expensive looking. There was a red one with golden trimmings, and a large, brown headdress that went with it.

The other display cases had similar clothes. They looked like something a queen would wear. Then why would they be here? In a hidden room? At a mansion that his mother had owned? Or, was it because his mother had owned these dresses? Why would she have these very fancy dresses? Where would she wear them?

In the cases further on, he saw less elaborate dresses, but they were just as beautiful. There was a long, flowing rainbow dress, and another one that was yellow with flowers. But the one that seemed to draw his eye the most was a white dress. It looked like it could have been his mothers wedding dress. The detail work on it was amazing, and everything looked so expensive, Luke just couldn't imagine his mother owning these!

There were so many questions! Questions that he wanted so desperately to be answered.

…

Vader had been in hyperspace all day, ever since he'd gotten Luke's location. He wasn't too far away from Kayoa now. In fact, he should be getting a message soon telling him that they were entering the system.

He couldn't explain the emotions running through him. There was anticipation, nervousness and even hope.

Anticipation because he was excited that he may finally meet his son, face to face. Nervousness because he didn't exactly know what he was going to say when he saw the boy, and he didn't know what Luke's reaction would be to meeting him, and Hope because he was hoping that Luke would be able to accept him as a father. This particular thought brought a whole lot more emotions out into the open.

Vader had no idea how he was going to tell Luke that he was his father, and he didn't know when exactly he wanted to do it.

What would Luke say when he found out? True, Vader had told him once before. Long ago, when Luke was still a small child. But how was Luke to know that it was Darth Vader that he'd been talking to?

What if Luke did decide to willingly accept it? He would finally have his son. His child that he thought was lost so long ago. He still found it so amazing that he'd helped create life. Because of him, this boy existed. The thought gave him a sense of lust, and even more, a sense of ownership.

Because of him, Luke was created and brought into this galaxy, so by rights, the boy belonged to him. This child was his, and should have always been his. He wanted to have his child with him, and to be completely submissive to his commands. An obedient child is what he wanted, but he feared that he was not going to be getting what he wanted this time.

Finally, his comlink beeped. It was the Captain. They had reached their destination.

…

Far away, on the planet Degobah, two Jedi masters felt a disturbance in the Force. It was strong, full of surprise and pain. At first, it was unidentifiable, but suddenly, Obi-Wan recognized who the disturbance was coming from.

It was Luke.

…

Vader was in his shuttle, on his way down toward the planet, Kayoa, when he felt the disturbance as well. It was coming from a Force sensitive down on the planet. He'd felt a similar disturbance eight years ago. It was his son.

The disturbance radiated such pain and surprise, that Vader got exceedingly worried. What was going on? What was happening to Luke?

…

Luke screamed again, the searing pain on his back ripping through his entire body. He wanted to let go, but he couldn't. The Force wouldn't allow it. Luke needed to be shown one more thing.

The vision shifted to a dark landing platform where three figures stood. One was Anakin. Luke could easily identify his father in the visions now. The other was Obi-Wan. It was only too easy to recognize him. The other was an elderly man with white hair. On his belt, a curved lightsaber hung.

"You are going to pay for all the Jedi you killed today, Dooku."

Anakin was speaking. His voice was full of anger and hate. Both of them were dangerous emotions.

"We'll take him together," Obi-Wan was saying. "You go in slowly on the left and…"

Anakin interrupted before Obi-Wan could finish. "I'm taking him now!"

Anakin began running toward Count Dooku, lightsaber ignited. His intentions were obvious.

"No, Anakin! No! NO!" Obi-Wan shouted, but nothing could stop the hotheaded apprentice.

Count Dooku extended his hand, and out came sith lightning. Anakin began screaming in pain, and so did Luke. Every injury his father was receiving was being inflicted upon him.

"Please stop!" Luke pleaded.

"This is a warning," the Force whispered to him. "Beware. You must maintain your thoughts and your courage, or the consequences that followed every wrong decision your father made will be inflicted upon you…"

The voice faded, and along with it, the vision and the pain also began to fade. Once again, Luke refocused on the object that had caused all this. It was a chapor snippet hung on a black cord.

Luke flung the necklace to the ground with disgust. How could a single object cause so much pain? Luke didn't know it, but the Force was very alive in this room.

Luke looked around. He'd had had enough of this room. Without a glance back, he left, and closed the door behind him.

When he finally came out of the passage, Luke also closed up the hidden bookcase door. He had no desire to return to that hidden room any time soon. For now, he wanted to get back to Han and tell him about everything that he'd seen. The objects, the visions, and tell him about all the new questions that had arisen in his head.

Of course, Han had no possible way of knowing the answers to his questions, but he generally had good ideas about what the answers might be.

Exiting the library, Luke made his way back to the bedroom where Han was.

…

When the shuttle finally landed, Vader ordered his squad of troops to take control of the mansion, and keep anyone from leaving. But they were not to shoot anyone. If it became absolutely necessary, their weapons were set on stun, but Vader hoped more then anything that it wouldn't be necessary.

…

Something wasn't right. Luke could feel it somehow. Instead of heading to the bedroom to find Han, Luke changed his destination to the nearest window. He finally came to an empty room on the fourth floor with a very large window that took up the whole wall, and it had a view of the front yard.

He looked out, and when he did, he was horrified. It was the last thing he'd ever expected to see. A squad of Imperial troops were heading for the mansion, and they were being led by Darth Vader!

"No!"

Luke ran out of the room as fast as he could, not sure of what to do. He wanted to find Han and warn him, but at the same time, he wanted to hide. He didn't want Darth Vader to catch him! He didn't want to die!

…

As soon as Vader entered the house, he stretched out his senses, searching for his son. He felt him. Luke's presence couldn't be missed. The boy was sending out his emotions through the Force. He was frightened, worried and scared.

This wasn't going to be easy.

Letting his troops carry out his orders, Vader focused on his son's presence, and began the task of finding him.

…

Han heard the troops, he heard the voices, and his first thoughts were of Luke. Where was he? Right now, nothing mattered but finding Luke and making sure that he was safe.

…

He was close, Vader could feel it. Suddenly, he rounded the corner, and ended up bumping into Luke! The boy had apparently been running, because when he ran into Vader, his head bounced against his armor, and dazed him long enough for Vader to pin the child against his chest.

"Let me go!" Luke demanded, trying to struggle out of Vader's arms. Vader was about to respond, when he saw another figure running toward them. "Han!" Luke called out desperately.

"Luke!" The young man, Vader guessed to be in his early twenties, drew his pistol out from it's holster, and pointed it at Vader. "Let him go!"

Things just got very complicated.

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