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Title: Antithesis
Author: Sherazade (sherazade927000@yahoo.com)
Genre: Angst
Rating: G

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction no money ever made. All characters belong to George Lucas.


The Dark Lord was meditating…surrounded by the darkness which shrouded his soul.

The Death Star had been destroyed…

A Force user pilot…untrained but very strong…

Vader felt his strength while pursuing him…

"Cursed be that freighter! How dared he foil my plan"

He had explained to his master how he failed to destroy his enemy and Palpatine was very displeased…had ordered him to find this unknown padawan learner…he would not fail again…

Failure was not acceptable.

His mind was in turmoil…

The untamed strength of the pilot was rather…disturbing…How could another being exist in the galaxy who was able to tap into the Force? This should be the right of only his master and himself…he felt envy…hatred…

He remembered well the disturbance he felt in the Force…the Light invading his darkness…

A young voice echoed within his mind…

Master Skywalker, there are too many of them…what are we going to do?

A youngling…surrounded by light which he had extinguished with the swift movement of his lightsaber…

He would have to do this again…once he found that pilot…

He still remembered the strength of his rage when he destroyed the Jedi…and the victory of this young pilot against him made his dark feelings of hatred take over. His respirator could barely keep up with its owner's demand for air…

It had been a month since he started to relive the nightmares…

Millions of Lives destroyed….

Alderaan…

Death Star…

Their screams echoed within his mind…the young recruits who had just started their duty working for the Empire…

This youngling pilot was an instrument of destruction. Then his mind started to flow upon a different thought…What if this pilot could be trained…turned into the dark side?

Then he would be the master…

A title he had been denied long ago…

"This is outrageous! How could one be in the Council and not be a master!"

Vader pushed away that memory…He was not a Jedi…

When he stepped out of his hyperbaric chamber and went to the bridge he could feel fear.

He stared at the stars…..

"I will find you, young one!"


Meanwhile….on the other side of the galaxy….

Luke stirred on his sleep…

Obi-Wan…his master was gone…he was alone with the Force…untrained…

He hungered to learn the ways of the Force…and become a Jedi, like his father before him…

"I wish I had known him…"

He felt a disturbance…his dream became a flashback….

He could still feel the Dark Lord chasing him…

The anger….

The hatred….

The hunger for revenge…

The Force was there and it was touching him…calming him in the midst of the turmoil…

When the one who sought his destruction was about to strike again…

Luke could feel him nearby…and yet he surrendered to the Force…and it surrounded him giving him strength…

"The Force will be with you always."

Serenity…

Balance…

He woke up startled as if an unknown force touched him…

Oppressive…

Dark…

"I will find you..." A voice echoed within his mind…

He got up and walked away to ease the sadness from the nightmare…


Vader continued to observe the stars…

Admiral Piett approached, straightened his shoulders.

"My lord, this is the information which was found about the pilot…" He gave a data disk to the Sith Lord…

Vader accepted the information and stalked away.

He had to concentrate on not crushing the disk with all the hatred he felt…

"He had him now. With his identity known, he would find that pilot and finally destroy the Jedi…"

He placed the disk into the computer…

A wave of dark feelings came, crushing the Dark Lord…sparked by a name…

Luke Skywalker from Tatooine

Betrayal…

Deceits…

"Something wonderful happened…Ani, I am pregnant.."

A youngling…strong with the Force….

Luke…

Light…

A son…

A grown up son…

Son of an Angel/…

Son of a Sith Lord…

Son of Light…

Sired by Darkness…

"In your anger…you killed her…"

He had no time to lose…he ordered thousands of probes to search for young Skywalker…

His son…

He would find him…

And bring order to the galaxy….

And then he would be…

complete…

 

THE END…

 


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