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Star Wars: Family Lost and Found
Chapter 1: The Results
Darth Vader paced impatiently in his quarters. He had just received word that his men had captured a rebel spy. The spy was currently being brought to Vader's quarters and Vader was looking forward to interrogating him.
The reason Vader was looking forward to this particular interrogation because he hoped that the rebel will be able to tell him who had destroyed the Death Star. The rebels had been keeping it a secret for five months. The Emperor wanted the pilot found to discourage any more rebel attacks and show that the Empire had absolute power over the galaxy. But he and Vader had a more personal agenda in mind for the one who had destroyed the Death Star. During their battle over the Death Star, before he had been shot at by another pilot, Vader had recognized the pilot of the X-Wing to be very strong in the force. Though untrained now, he had the potential to cause serious damage to the Empire, by helping the rebels. Hopefully now he would be able to find out who that pilot was so he could destroy the last potential Jedi.
After the destruction of the Death Star, Vader went straight to the Emperor with the news of the Force-sensitive rebel. The Emperor agreed that it was too much of a danger, to have the rebel running around and assigned Vader the job of hunting the rebel down.
For five whole months Vader had been searching and hadn't even found a hint of the rebel. Not even with a five million credit price for information leading to the rebel's capture. Vader had hoped for capture, because if he trained the potential Jedi he might be able to take done the Emperor and make himself as Emperor.
Now, for the first time, Vader had a chance to find out with this captured rebel. Vader hoped he knew the name of the Force-sensitive pilot.
The door charm rang, signalling that the stormtroopers had arrived with the captured rebel spy. Using the Force to open the door, Vader indicated for the stormtroopers to put the rebel in the chair that he had readied for the spy. They did as they were told and left after making sure the rebel was secured, leaving Vader and the rebel alone.
The rebel spy was watching Vader with fear in his eyes, just the way Vader liked it.
"Okay we can do this do the easy way or the hard way," Vader stated. "Either way, I will be getting the information I want out of you."
The rebel gulped. However he had the nerve to say, "Easy way? From what I have heard Darth Vader there is no easy way from you. And if you think you can get information out of me, you couldn't be more wrong."
"I wouldn't be too sure of that," Vader said, almost laughing.
The rebels were always tough to begin with. However, give him twenty minutes and they would be crushed.
"I only want one piece of information from you," Vader said coolly, trying to keep the desperate tone out of his voice.
"Only one?"
"All I want is the name of the rebel pilot who destroyed the Death Star."
The fear was very pronounced in the rebel's eyes now. However, he remained silent.
Vader indicated at the nearby torture droid to come over. Ten minutes later the rebel was willing to speak.
"Ok, ok. I will talk," the rebel pleaded. "I will give you what you want."
"Then what is the pilot's name?" Vader asked, for what seemed the hundredth time.
"Luke…" the rebel whispered.
"Luke, who?" Vader asked, getting impatient.
"Sky… Skywalker. Luke Skywalker."
Vader nearly blew his top when he heard. A 'Skywalker'? Impossible. However, trying to remain calm, he asked, "What does the boy look like?"
The rebel looked surprised, "I don't know. I never met him. He joined after I left for the mission."
"Then where is the rebel base?"
This time the rebel remained completely silent. As much as Vader tried, he was unable to get any more information out of the rebel. Eventually choking the rebel to death, Vader called the stormtroopers back in to get rid of the body.
Finally by himself, Vader mulled over the name of the rebel pilot. Luke Skywalker. As far as he knew, his mother had no other family. Which left the possibility that Luke Skywalker could be his son. He knew that Padme was pregnant before she died. Was it possible that she gave birth before she died? If so, it meant that his son had been hidden away soon after his birth. It had to have been Obi-Wan Kenobi who had hidden his son. Obi-Wan had been there at Mustafar, so he must have taken Padmé with him and hidden his son so he would never find him.
Vader suddenly remembered being on the Death Star, striking down his old Master when a young man, a boy really, had called out. He didn't get a very good look at him before the boy escaped on the ship they had arrived on.
Thinking hard, Vader tried to remember what he looked like. The boy had been blonde, the same sandy blonde hair he remembered having as a young boy and about five feet nine inches. They boy may have had similar facial features, though he couldn't remember seeing his eyes and couldn't clearly recall what he looked like. Plus he might have been around Padme's height. So the boy could have been his.
Deciding not to mention the name of the pilot to the Emperor, he wrote up a report. When he had finished he put a new price on Luke Skywalker's head. Ten million credits for his capture only, no killings. Hopefully, that would be enough to bring the boy to him.
Luke Skywalker, it had nice ring to it. Vader wondered if there was anything else Obi-Wan had been hiding.
AN: Thankyou to Jedi Princess Jainakin for beta reading this story.