Chapter Three: Oh Lonely Night
Darth Vader stood alone at his favorite spot on the Executor, thinking, and contemplating. It had been only three days ago that he'd discovered that the pilot who had destroyed the Death Star was his son. How long had his son been in with the Rebels? How much did he really care about it and its principles? No one could answer these questions.
How did his son look? How strong was he in the Force? How long had Obi-Wan trained him? How long would it be before a bounty hunter reported back, telling him where his son was? So many questions and no one could tell him the answers. It maddened him to think about what Obi-Wan had done. Yes, he'd injured him so that he had to where this suite, but as if that wasn't enough, he'd stolen his only child, his only link left to Padme, from him. Had turned his child against him, and now his son was a rebel.
Vader only knew a few things about his son. But those few things, he had memorized;
Name: Luke Skywalker
Age: Nineteen
Home planet: Tatooine
Why did his child have to be raised on Tatooine? The answer to that was easy; it was the only planet that he'd sworn never to return to. Apparently, Owen Lars and his wife had raised Luke. How had they treated him? How had his son's childhood been? Did Luke get enough attention? Respect? He didn't know.
Luke was only nineteen. A mere child. He was too young to be involved in this war! But those blasted rebels had dragged him into it! They would pay when Vader found them! Oh yes, they would pay dearly for this! Vader was positive that his son wasn't given nearly as much respect as he should have. But all that would change very soon. All he had to do was find the rebels, or wait for a report from one of the bounty hunters he'd hired. It would only be a matter of time.
He wondered what his son was dong right now. Probably sleeping on his soft bed…………
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Luke lay on the hard ground of the cell trying to sleep. He and Marle' had been here for six days now, and no one had even bothered to bring them food. Yes, they had been given water, but no food. Luke was feeling sick with hunger.
I'm so hungry!
It startled Luke, the way he'd just broadcasted that. It seemed like he had screamed that thought………
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Vader sighed. His son was somewhere in that galaxy. He was on one of those planets. And, as he'd thought earlier, if his son was the least bit disciplined, he was probably asleep.
I'm so hungry!
Who said that? Vader looked around at his crew. No, they had not said it. It had come through the Force. It had come from……………. his son! Luke! So apparently he was not asleep. And he was hungry! What was going on! Where the rebels starving him? All Vader knew was he had to find out. And he had to find out fast!
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Princess Leia was jolted out of her sleep by something whose whereabouts, she could not quite place.
I'm so hungry!
Luke!
She didn't know how she knew, but all she was sure of was that she DID know. Luke was in trouble! Of course she had figured that out two days ago, when Luke and the new recruits didn't return to the base.
What had happened? Was Luke in imperial custody? Where they torturing him? NO! Not Luke! Luke could take torture! She had to find him! She had to save him! But how?
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Luke wondered if he had just screamed that through the Force. Wouldn't that be cool? If he had just used the Force without even trying to?
But his hunger brought him back to reality. He was a slave, locked in a cell, and he was very, very hungry!
Luke wondered what Han and Leia were doing. Where they worried about him? Was Han trying to rescue him?
He was so lonely! Even though Marle' was snuggled next to him, he couldn't help but feel lonely. So lonely………..
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