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A DRINKING PROBLEM - Chapter 2

Luke parked the speeder by Obi Wan's place. The old hermit was talking on his comatose state. Luke could hardly understand.

"Come on, you got to help me, the sand people will come soon."

"Uh?" Obi Wan woke up as Luke reached for him.

"Come, on old man, I can't carry you."

"A-anakin?"

Here it goes again…

"I am not Anakin…I am Luke. Anakin was my father"

"Luke?" Ben frowned, stumbled, Luke held him.

Suddenly the wind started to blow sand all over, Luke

Luke entered the house and guided Obi Wan to the bed.

The sand storm was thick outside.

Luke helped Obi Wan to get settled on the bed.

"Uncle Owen is going to kill me."

Obi Wan opened his eyes.

"What?" Obi Wan asked in confusion.

"There is a sand storm outside, I have to stay with you until it pass." Luke said as he sat down. Obi Wan tried to get up. Luke held him down.

"You need rest, stay."

"W-hat what a-r-e you doing hre?" Obi Wan still stumbled in the words due to the effect of the alcohol.

"I helped you here, you're drunk. I can't leave because of the sand storm."

/Sand storm/

Luke rested by Obi Wan's side, Obi Wan closed his eyes….

SOME TIME LATER…

Obi Wan talked on his sleep…

"The shi-p need-s p-part.s…sand-storm…"

Luke tried to pay attention.

"What parts?" Luke asked, then he chuckles as he realized the old man was sleeping.

Obi Wan stirred then remained still.

Luke started looking around the small hut. Old Ben was always a mystery but he was fond of the old man. He was also grateful when he saved him from the sand people one day he wondered about with the speeder and he was ambushed with sand people mounted on large banthas. Luke could not pass and he was attacked almost immediately the old man came from nowhere and saved him..

/Kind of think about, it looked like old Ben was following… He remembered seen him several times around…at some distance, watching him…/

"He is drunk and I am imagining things." Luke said to himself.

He kept looking around the hut until he saw a box that caught his attention…

He opened….

"What is this?"

Luke saw a cylinder with some sort of a switch…

He lifted the cylinder and turned the switch…

A light saber!

Luke remembered studying about the Jedi purges in school. The Jedi were the traitors of the Republic and were destroyed by the might

Darth Vader who ensured the security of the galaxy. Darth Vader the second man in command whose injuries encased him in a suit. Injuries caused by a Jedi…

Luke remembered when the teacher was lecturing about the empire…he didn't believe at all. He hated the empire but then he loved flying and the imperial academy was the only way to make his dream come truth…

He kept waving the light saber… "This is…nice….it felt…something….powerful…."

CORUSCANT.

Darth Vader knelt before the emperor.

"Rise, my friend,"

Vader stood up.

"I want you to join me in the announcement of the Death Star.

I want it to be operational when we make the announcement, so I am sending you…."

A RIPPLE IN THE FORCE……..LIGHT!

Vader stumbled….Palpatine felt on the ground….

Vader was speechless.

'WHAT WAS THAT!" Palpatine screamed.

"Master?" Vader was still recovering from the disturbance…

"Lord Vader, there is a Jedi still alive!"

"I have felt too, master."

"We must meditate together, my friend, I want you to find this Jedi and destroy him!"

"Yes, my master…."

Vader and Palpatine joined their dark forces….and followed this ripple… it took a while but they sensed through the force the source…

OUTER RIM TERRITORIES….

Luke placed the light saber back in the box and searched for some food, he opened a cabinet… a bottle of Bothan Whiskey was inside the sugar container…

He opened another cabinet… Corellian Wine…

"Why do you drink so much, old man?" Luke asked for himself.

He picked up all the bottles half full, some empty, and tossed it away.

Obi Wan kept steering on the bed.

"Sorry….An-nakin…"

Luke rushed to the old man.

"Why you keep apologizing to Anakin, did you know my father? His name was Anakin…"

Obi Wan slightly opened his eyes.

"A-nak-n….no….your f-father…is…no…."

"I didn't know you know my father"

"He…isss a- threat….I..mu-st…fin..d him…Padme…"

"What? Not again. You must be delirious."

"Hey, wake up, old man its me, Luke Skywalker."

"Lu…ke? It's you!….b-ew-are….he's twsted….n evil…"

"Who?"

"Yr fter…" he slurred..

"Who?"

"Yor Fatr.."

"My father?"

"D.Darth V.Vader."

"Darth Vader, my father? Gee, he is worse than I thought…."

Luke laughed out loud….

Tbc……