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I can't believe that it's almost been a year since I last updated, time really flies by sometimes. But I have now decided to try and finish the story. This chapter is short but a new update will hopefully come soon.

Hope you can still enjoy it.

Chapter 9

To say that the Emperor was mad would be an understatement. How dare he defy me?!

And not only just defy him; but also claim back his old name. It was disgraceful to the Sith in whole and to himself. To turn to the Light Side was the worst crime a Sith could commit.

And even if he wanted to turn back to the light, he wouldn't be able to do it. Vader was his to command and no one else's. He was his servant and could not, would not, speak his own mind and challenge his master. He didn't have that right.

And no he would pay the price for rebelling against him.

Palpatine now looked down at his apprentice, who was lying at his feet. He was still conscious, but Palpatine could feel that he was in great agony. The lightsaber had burned a hole through Vader's armor; and smoke was coming up from it.

The damage Palpatine had done was very severe; it was likely that Vader wouldn't survive this time. He had survived several lightsaber wounds; but now he was already so damaged that it was nothing anyone could do for him. Not even with the Force's help.

"You have brought this on yourself. Did you really think that you could defeat me? You must be more stupid then you were before.

"You will never be able to destroy me. You are too weak; and you have been weak since the day you were stupid enough to land yourself in that suit you have worn for 23 years.

"Or perhaps that wasn't the reason you decided to attack me. Maybe you want to go back to the Light Side again? Well I can tell you that that will never happen. That's the only thing the Jedi were right about, you can't turn from the Dark Side once it consumed you, I thought you would have learned that by now. You will now loose your pathetic life for your stupidity."

Vader didn't answer; he wasn't even listening, he had other things on his mind. And it wasn't the literally burning pain in his chest that he was thinking of; it was the fact that he had once again failed.

He had failed to save his mother from the Tuscan raiders.

He had failed to save his angel and wife, Padmé, from dying.

He had failed his master and mentor, Obi-Wan, neglecting his teaching.

He had failed the Jedi Order, he had basically killed it.

He had failed the galaxy, terrorizing it as Darth Vader.

And now he had failed his son, no his sons. They were now left in the hands of his Sith master, because he failed to kill him. He was as usual too weak to defeat his master.

He had always been weak, and he had always known it, deep down. Maybe he wasn't the Chosen One after all; maybe he should just have stayed with his mother on Tatooine and never gone with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan to Coruscant. Or better yet, he should never have been born. It would probably have save the galaxy from the horror it had faced the past two decades, because of his failures.

Reality came crashing down on him now as his life flashed before his own eyes. Despair ran through his body as he understood how he had destroyed everything by being a coward.

He now opened his eyes – that he hadn't even realized had been closed – and looked around the room. His eyes finally rested on his son; who was standing paralyzed a few meters away from him. The look in Luke's eyes was enough to make him shiver. They wore emotions of shock, horror, anger; and worst of all was that the innocent blue color was gone. His eyes were now yellow and bloodshot; they were the eyes of a Sith.

NO!

That was the word that echoed through his mind. This is not what he wanted; now that he thought about it he had never wanted his son to turn, he had only wanted to have Luke on his side. And now his son was starting down the path which he had chosen 23 years ago.

He could not let that happen. He just couldn't.

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Luke was frozen on his spot, he couldn't move. All of his life he had searched for a father, he had dreamed and thought of him since he could remember. And he had finally found him today; he had finally seen his father Anakin Skywalker. And only moments later he was on his way of losing him again, all because of one man. The more the situation got to sink in, the more angry Luke became. Rage started to bubble up in his chest and he started to shake.

His eyes slowly turned towards the Emperor, the eyes that were glowing yellow at the moment.

Luke suddenly snapped out of his frozen state and started to move towards the Emperor, hatred guiding him forward. As Luke got closer the Emperor felt his approach. Suddenly he got an idea, and smiled to himself as Luke to another step forward.

"I know you want to kill me, your anger is very strong. I can help you use it, so that you can become strong."

Luke was fuming.

"I don't want your help, you monster!"

"Not even if it can save your father?"

TBC

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