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Rewritten July 25, 2015

Misguided Light

Chapter One

Four Years Later…

Darth Vader hated paperwork. No one told him that being a Sith lord would involve a ton of paperwork! Most of it was all pointless. It was just a bunch of pathetic commanders requesting a bunch of pathetic permission slips and gadgets while some higher up officers felt the need to demand to know where the Rebel Alliance was hiding out. He didn't fully understand why they would demand that information from him. If he knew where the Rebels were, then the Rebels wouldn't be a problem.

Vader was pulled out of his thoughts by a small tremor in the Force. He looked up from his desk to find a young Luke standing in the doorway. He was clutching a small toy spaceship, his hair was all over the place, and he was trembling.

"Luke, why are you not in bed?" Vader finally asked, half thankful that he had been disrupted.

"I had a bad dream," Luke murmured, taking the question as an invitation to enter his father's quarters.

"What was it about?" the Dark Lord asked, praying that it wasn't a vision.

Luke bit his lip and didn't answer the question. Father and son stared at each other for a while before Vader sighed and went over to the young boy. Without a warning, Vader picked up Luke and carried him into the kitchen for a cup of bantha blue milk.

The whole wing could only be accessed through Vader's office. The kitchen area was situated just down the hall from Vader's office and Luke's room. Vader's own room was just across from his son's. The entire wing could only be entered by three people: Luke, Vader, and Palpatine. The Emperor was only granted access so he didn't feel threatened.

The two Skywalkers were currently staying on Coruscant, near the Imperial Palace. Palpatine had been extremely against Vader raising Luke until Vader promised that the boy would grow up to become a powerful Sith and ally. Vader knew that Palpatine was planning to use the boy to replace Vader, but Luke was too loyal to his father. Eventually, father and son would take down the Emperor together.

But Luke was still young, and at the moment he was terrified at something. Vader sat down at the table, across from Luke's seat.

"Now tell me what happened."

"I was in a room," Luke began in a small voice, "And it was dark and cold. A girl was with me and someone was screaming."

"Who was screaming?" Vader asked, blue eyes watching his child carefully.

"I dunno. You were, I think. You were in pain and the girl and I wanted to help you but we couldn't," Luke said, crying again.

"Luke," Vader began in a surprisingly gentle voice, "I can take care of myself. Nothing is going to hurt me or you. I promise."

"I dunno who the girl was. She was pretty though," Luke was now drying his tears.

"Maybe she was an angel," Vader said, almost mournfully.

"No. She was more like a princess," Luke replied with all the innocence in the galaxy.

Anakin chuckled, "If you say so, son."

oOoOo

Padmé held her daughter close to her as Leia sobbed. The child had woken up fifteen minutes earlier crying over a nightmare. She had briefly described the nightmare to her mother.

From what Padmé had understood, the nightmare didn't seem too bad. But to an innocent little girl, it was terrifying. After all, the dream had everything that kids feared; dark rooms, screams, and strange people. Leia even said that there was a boy there about her age. Padmé didn't know who the boy was or why Leia was having a nightmare, but she was glad that Bail kept plenty of milk in the kitchen.

Leia and Padmé had moved into Bail Organa's house. Bail had been very helpful and the two brunettes felt right at home. It was too dangerous to travel to Naboo at the moment. The Emperor could easily find them there.

Leia already was in love with Alderaan. She was good friends with a young girl named Winter, whom the Organa's had taken in. School would be starting soon and Padmé was assisting the Rebel Alliance. Life was good, if you overlooked Padmé's broken heart.

Obi-Wan had told her of Anakin's death. He left shortly after, leaving Padmé alone with Leia. Obi-Wan was locating all of the Jedi that survived Order 66. The Alliance was gaining lots of support but it would be better if they had more Jedi with them.

"Mommy?" Leia asked, in her cute little voice.

"Yes, Leia?"

"I wanna go to Naboo. Winter showed me a picture of it and it is so pretty. And Aunt Sola and Uncle Darred live there."

"Alright, my princess. The two of us will go vacation there eventually, but only if you go back to sleep now."

"But I don't want to!" Leia whined.

"I don't care. You need your sleep. Tomorrow uncle Obi-Wan is coming over and he's got lots of things to show you."

"Uncle Obi-Wan is coming over?" Leia cried out happily.

"Yes. Now go to bed."

"Fine," Leia huffed, then added in a sweet voice,"I love you, mommy."

Padmé smiled at her daughter's retreating back, "I love you too."

oOoOo

Six years later…

A ten year old Luke Skywalker swung his training lightsaber at the practice dummy. He had been training in lightsaber combat for the past three years. His father was his main teacher, but he was very busy, so most of the time, Luke was left trying to learn from memory or holos.

The only practice room Luke had access to was a small room at the end of the hall where his father typically mediated. The floor was comprised of mats and several training sabers hung from the walls.

Luke swung his lightsaber again, in frustration. Luke didn't typically use his anger when it came to dueling, but after a day like the one Luke went through, he couldn't help himself. The kids at his school had never accepted Luke.

He was an outsider. His mother was a mystery to Luke and the rest of the world. This, along with the fact that Luke was short and nonthreatening, caused Luke to be bullied and ignored. All of the teasing would stop if Luke informed everyone who is father was, but then he would be surrounded by masses of fake friends who only wanted him for his title.

Darth Vader didn't know anything about this. If he did, Luke was sure that his father would do something embarrassing and cruel to them. Even though Luke was raised by a Sith, he still cared about people.

"You are disturbing my meditation," Darth Vader's voice sounded from the doorway.

Luke turned to look at his father. He was clad in the usual black with a dark cloak that hung around him. His eyes where an icy blue and seemed to pierce Luke's thoughts. Of course,

"I didn't know you actually meditated," Luke replied.

"Well, I'm trying to start but your anger is screaming through the Force. It is quite distracting."

"I'm not angry," Luke said, lowering his blade, "Just annoyed."

Vader sighed. It was always hard to get Luke to talk about what was going on in his life. Luke was aware that he was being difficult, but if his father heard what was going on at school, at best then Luke would be homeschooled, or, at worse, someone could die.

"Do you want to talk about it? Or do you want me to leave you alone?"

"It's nothing. Just some stupid things the kids at school are saying," Luke said, not meeting his father's gaze.

"And what exactly did they say?" Vader's tone suggested that someone would stop breathing soon.

"Just some kids talking about my parents."

"Your parents?" Vader repeated, "Do I have to rip your mind open, son, or will you tell me what's going on?"

"It really wasn't anything important. They were just asking about my mother. A harmless question."

"They were asking about your mother," Vader stated, "And when you didn't give them a straight answer, they teased you."

"Yeah, something like that." Luke muttered looking at his feet. He knew his father hated talking about his mother. Luke didn't even know her name.

Vader was silent for a while. Luke wondered what was going on in his head. Finally, Vader spoke up.

"I think it's time you continue your education at home," Vader said finally, "You will continue your training here with me and I will find a tutor for you for your academic subjects."

Luke nodded. He really didn't mind being taught at home, and his father would probably find somebody extremely qualified to teach him. Luke had very few friends at school, but a part of Luke loved getting out of the Palace.

"Now," Darth Vader said, "Let's see what you can do with your lightsaber." Vader ignited his own blade and swung it at Luke. Luke brought up his own blade and father and son began to parry around the training room.

oOoOo

Leia shrieked with joy as her cousins splashed her with water. Leia, Pooja and Ryoo had been playing in the water for nearly an hour. Padmé, Sola, and Darred were all sitting on the sand watching the girls.

"Mom!" Leia cried, wading up to the adults, "The water is amazing! You have to come in!"

"Maybe later, Leia," Padmé replied with a slight smile, "Go enjoy this time with your cousins. We'll be busy all day tomorrow."

Leia nodded and ran back to where her older cousins were now playfully wrestling in the water.

"Really, Padmé? You want to take Leia away from here in two days?" Sola questioned looking at the girls, "She is having so much fun here and it would be cruel to take her away."

"Sola, I love it here, but the Empire could be after us. We aren't safe here. Besides, the Alliance needs me." Padmé said, trying to hide her exasperation. This wasn't the first time Sola tried to guilt her into staying.

"You are only going to get yourself and Leia killed with all of your involvement in the Alliance."

"No I won't. We are extremely careful with what we do at the Alliance. I've never been safer."

"But you've never been very safe to begin with. You were assigned a Jedi protector several times before!"

"Don't be silly! It was only once!" Padmé said, trying to forget all of the memories about Anakin.

The Naberrie's had decided to take a vacation at the lake country for a few weeks. It was the same place where Padmé married Anakin. The memories and nightmares that plagued Padme were enough to convince anyone to leave, but Leia was enjoying herself immensely.

"Excuse me for a moment," Padmé said politely, "I need to go check something."

Padme walked up towards the house and pulled out her comlink. She headed into a small, private room and put in the frequency for an old friend.

"Hello, Sabé. I was wondering if I could ask a favor of you."

oOoOo

Seven years later…

A young, dark figure hurried through the Executor's hanger bay. He was moving quickly, but not rushing. An aura of control surrounded him but everyone paid very little attention to the boy.

"Captain Piett," Luke called, "Have you received any word from Admiral Ozzel?"

Piett turned to look at the young boy making his way to him, "The last I heard, Mr. Skywalker, the admiral was on his way down to greet Lord Vader. But that was several minutes ago."

"My father shall be docking in three minutes and Admiral Ozzel does not find it necessary to greet him?" Luke questioned, with a raise of his eyebrow.

"Ozzel is aware of who he is serving. Unfortunately, he is foolish enough to believe that he and Lord Vader are equals," Piett stated dryly.

Luke had known Captain Piett for two years now. When Luke started learning how a Starfleet was organized, his father had Piett teach him. The two had reached a mutual understanding after three months of butting heads.

Luke liked Piett more than some of the other officers. Admiral Ozzel was a foolish, big-headed simpleton and Luke and Piett bonded over their dislike of the man. Piett was the one that Luke went to for assistance when Luke was on the Executor without his father.

Darth Vader was arriving on the Executor after overseeing some work on the Death Star. He had been gone for two weeks due to some urgent information about the Rebel Alliance.

As Luke and Captain Piett wondered where the Admiral was, Darth Vader's shuttle landed in the hanger bay. Stormtroopers lined up to greet the Sith Lord. Luke stepped up and moved closer to the shuttle.

The ramp was lowered and a dark robed figure strode out of the shuttle. Piett and Luke stepped up to welcome Luke's father. Piett was required to give the reports that Ozzel should be giving.

"Lord Vader. I hope that your time on the Death Star was productive," Piett stated, hiding any fear he had.

"Dispense with the pleasantries, Captain, where is Admiral Ozzel?" Luke internally winced at his father's bad mood. Things were not looking good for Ozzel.

"I am afraid that our esteemed Admiral is preoccupied at the moment," Piett said. A look was passed between the two Imperials that shared what Luke and Piett had discussed earlier.

"Very well. I shall be up on the bridge for an inspection later today. Please inform Admiral Ozzel of my arrival and my displeasure with him," Vader stated icily.

"It will be done, my lord," Piett stated with a bow.

"You are dismissed."

Vader began walking out of the hanger bay and Luke hastened to follow him. The two walked in silence for a while and Luke began wondering what had happened on the Death Star that had gotten his father in such a sour mood.

"What I do is none of your concern, son," Vader said, sensing his son's thoughts.

"I was just curious. I know better than to cross you in a mood like this," Luke said eyeing his father with amusement, "You never know who will drop dead."

"Luke, I am opting to ignore that statement. I am running low on patience and have lots to do."

"Let me help you. Send me on a mission or have me stand menacingly on the bridge."

"Luke, you are too young to go out on your own assignment. And you don't have enough knowledge to complete a report."

"I'm seventeen now! I can go out on my own. Many people my age have jobs and I've been training since I was six for an assignment that you've never sent me on!"

"Luke! I have made up my mind! You will listen to me or you will be confined to your quarters for a week. If you truly want to assist me then you can accompany me to a meeting about the Death Star plans," Vader stated angrily.

"Fine. But what happened to the Death Star plans?" Luke questioned.

oOoOo

Leia had never been more nervous in her entire. She was on her way to Tatooine to deliver plans of an Imperial battle station. This station was more commonly known as the Death Star. Leia had received blueprints for it and it was her job to see the plans safely into the Rebel's hands.

Uncle Obi-Wan had been living on Tatooine for several months now. He was hiding from Imperial forces, but was assisting the Alliance in any way he could. Leia was on her way to pick up her uncle and bring him back to the Alliance, along with the Death Star plans.

Over the past few months, Leia had served as a senator of Alderaan and as a rebel. She pretended to be the daughter of Bail Organa so no one would think twice about her, since her mother was supposed to be dead. Her mother was a leader of the Rebel Alliance. She hadn't made her presence known to the Empire but she was a great asset.

Leia was now on board Tantive IV, making her way to Tatooine. It was one of her first official missions and she wanted it to be flawless.

Author's Note: This was a really long chapter for me to write. I'm sorry that Leia didn't have any big parts in this chapter. I find it hard to write about her. I love her character and she will play a major role in the story but I won't always write from her point of view. Next chapter will have us getting into the storyline of "A New Hope". "A New Hope" will be mostly the same with some changes but the later two movies will be very different. Please follow and review!