Hi!
First of all I would like to apologize for the delay; I haven't updated for 2 weeks (terrible).
But I have a very good
reason.
In a 2 weeks period I have had 5 test and 2 essays to do
in school, so my life the past two weeks have been school, training,
eating and sleeping. Because of this I have not been able to write on
this story; even if I have wanted to.
But I'm back now (Easter holidays), with a new chapter that I hope you will like.
Thank you for your patience. )
Chapter 6
Vader made his way through the battle station that had ruined so many beautiful planets and so many innocent lives. His master had had plans to build it even before he became Emperor, that much had he told Vader. He had planed everything so masterly; and everything had gone according to his desire. He had told Vader that he had predicted everything, but Vader didn't buy it. He knew that his master saw himself as greater then he rely was. He was powerful – probably one of the greatest Siths of all time – but he was to overconfident, he always thought that everything was his doing and he was the one who was in control of all the powers that was in the world. And that, Vader knew, would some day led to his downfall.
That overconfidence was his greatest weakness, and some day his lucky streak – as Vader called it – would run out; and he would fined himself defeated. Vader didn't know how or when it would happen, but he knew that it was inevitable. He's master would find himself beaten, one way or another. Maybe not by Vader himself – maybe not even Luke – but sooner or later he would meet his end.
Luke. That was the name that still lingered on Vader's thoughts. He had found that he couldn't stop thing about his son now that he had him at last. Although he knew that it was not he who had him; Luke was in the hands of his master, and that angered Vader. Although Vader still was confused about his feelings on this matter, he still felt love and pride towards his son, and it pained him that he could not prevent Luke's suffering.
It angered him that his master now had Luke in this horrible position, of having to choose between slavery in the Emperor's services or death. And not only his own death – he knew that didn't bother Luke, after his display in the throne room – but also the deaths of his friends and allies. It was worse then the choices Vader had had to choose between. He had loved Padmé more then anyone could love anyone, but Luke had more then one person that he loved facing death. The love he had for all of them was put together much bigger and stronger then his love for his wife, ex-wife, he corrected himself.
Luke had so much up against him; anyone would break in the situation he was in. Vader knew that his son had a rough time ahead of him. He wouldn't want to be in his shoes at the moment; facing these horrible choices.
Vader's problem was that he had no idea what choices Luke would make. Luke was a
Skywalker and Skywalker's cared for their friends and family so much that they would do anything to ensure their safety. However the problem was that Luke had seemed calm when the Emperor had mentioned his friends; to Vader himself at least. Because of that Vader didn't know what to make of the situation.
Vader had now reached the cellblock area and saw that his master was waiting for him. He had of course felt his master's presences before he even had entered the cellblock; the dark side of the force was so strong in the Emperor that anyone – force sensitive or not – could fell him enter a room.
Vader walked up to him and bowed, waiting for his master to speak first.
"Rise my friend." The emperor told him and Vader did as he was ordered.
The Emperor continued.
"We have a lot of work to do. Young Skywalker's actions were a bit surprising. But no matter; the only thing he did was to defer his turn to the dark side. He has just chosen to do this the hard way. He has chosen to make himself and his friends suffer rather then joining us directly."
This Vader already knew. But he still didn't like the thought of Luke being tortured by his master – both mental and physical torture. However he knew that he couldn't say that to his master.
"He will turn." He said instead.
"Of course he will; I have foreseen it." And there came the overconfidence again, his master's only weakness. Although Vader had to admit that he could be right this time.
They started walking towards the cell which held Luke and his allies. But there was one thing that started to confuse Vader – more then he had been before – and that was that his master hadn't told him what he was planning on doing once the reached the cell. And it looked like he wasn't going to tell him either. Vader didn't know whether to ask him or not; but he didn't have time to either think it through or ask the question, because they had reached the cell that contained his son.
Palpatine waved his hand and the door swished open.
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Luke
was surprised when the door opened; not surprised that they had
finally come, but surprised that he hadn't felt them coming.
Perhaps it was because he had had his
thoughts so focused on the dream that he had not been focused at on
his surroundings. And now – across the room, in the doorway –
were his father and the Emperor standing.
What was coming? And
was he prepared for what was coming? He would soon get his answers.
Suddenly he heard gasps coming from around the room, telling him that the others had woken up. Most of them had never seen the Emperor or even Vader in person before; and it was probably a shock for them to see them both standing in front of them. The first time Luke had meet Vader he had had the same reaction as they had now; he had been afraid and shocked. Meeting the Emperor had been a different matter; he had been prepared to meet him then and he had also gotten more Jedi training then had gotten when he meet Vader. He had been able to ease his fears better then he had before.
And he felt the exact same way now; the only thing he feared was that he was in a weak position, and therefore didn't have control over what was going to happen. That scared him more then the Dark Side itself. All the powers that controlled this situation were in the hands of the man standing a few meters away from him.
After the door closed behind them the room fell silent; no one dared to speak. Luke didn't want to be the one breaking the silence; he wanted to see what the Emperor had in mind first.
When Palpatine had waited long enough – which seemed like an eternity to Luke and everyone else – he finally spoke.
"Welcome to the Death Star, my rebel friends. I hope that you find your accommodations acceptable."
He didn't actually think that anyone would answer him. However just before he was going to start talking again someone dared to speak.
"Oh absolutely first class; must be the finest room in the whole battle station. I love what you have done with the place, very charming."
Everyone in the room was shocked that someone dared to speak like that to the Emperor, but no one was surprised when they saw how it was. Even the Emperor wasn't – he had heard of this man's boldness before – and he only turned towards the man and smiled.
"Ah, Han Solo. We finally meet; I have heard a lot about you and your abnormally big mouth. Who knew that I would be the one to silence it."
Before anyone could react the Emperor had raised his hands and only a second later Force lightning struck Han straight in the chest.
Everyone watched in horror as Han collapsed on the floor in terrible pain, struggling not to cry out in pain.
The Emperor's smile was larger now and an evil laugh filled the room. Suddenly Leia couldn't stand watching it anymore.
"Stop, please stop." She pleaded "You're going to kill him."
But the Sith Lord didn't stop; instead he struck Han harder. By now Han couldn't stop himself, and his screams filled the air together with more laughter from Palpatine.
Then something happened that shocked everyone in the room. All of a sudden the lightning had ceased and the Emperor was forcefully thrown against the wall, by a power greater then he had felt in a long time.
Everyone – including Palpatine and Vader – looked around the room trying to find the source of this event. And they found it quickly. In one the corners was Luke Skywalker standing with his hand in frond of him; looking furious.
Fin.
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