Hi guys! I'm so glad to be back! My World History exam is over, and so is my punishment of no Fanfiction! I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Vader was in deep mediation when he felt the tremble in the Force. Slightly alarmed by this new presence, he mediated even deeper. The Sith was surprised when he felt it coming from Leia's cell. This was defiantly not just his daughter's presence. It felt familiar, but also different at the same time. Puzzled for a change, Vader left his chambers and headed for the detention block. He passed many of his officers, who properly greeted him. He was not focused on them, and felt the strange presence growing stronger. Whatever it was, it seemed to be making contact with Leia. The Anakin still inside of him feared for Leia's safety, but Vader shook it off. Whenever humanity surfaced, he needed to push it back down. He could not feel fear, or worry, or any emotions. Hatred and anger were the only two emotions that Darth Vader needed. Repeating this in his head, he came upon the detention blocks.
Nearing the door, the Sith lord quickly punched in the code to open it. Ignoring the looks of the Imperial officers, Vader coolly stepped inside. No one was inside there, except for his little girl. She had her hands harmlessly behind her back, and faced his direction. She looked up at him, with a puzzled look. Vader noted that she didn't seem to be frightened or upset.
She said innocently, "Yes?"
He replied, "What are you doing?" He certainly didn't believe that she could just be standing there, doing nothing. It wasn't the natural actions of a scared child.
Leia rubbed her wrist, "Well… what else I am supposed to do? I can't play, I can't eat…." She glared at Vader, "I can't leave." Vader decided to ignore the smart tone of her voice. There was no sense to get angry again.
He retorted, "You may eat. All you must do is ask me."
Leia quickly said, "I'm not hungry." There was an awkward silence for a moment. Both had no idea of how to interact with one another.
Vader decided to cut to the chase, "You will tell me what you were doing now." This was phrased as a command, rather than a question. He saw the little girl visibly flinch. Yes, he hadn't forgotten. He was very adept at detecting lies. He knew they could try this interrogation his way. His way would not be Leia's favorite.
She said, "I already told you Darth Vader, I was just standing here!" For some reason, this name really irked him at the moment. He was Darth Vader to the rest of the galaxy, not to his daughter. She wasn't going to tell him anything…fine. He concentrated on his annoyances, turning them into anger. Using that anger, he probed into the little girl's mind.
Leia was shocked, and stumbled backwards in fear. She winced as she felt Vader reading into her memories. Vader continued on, seeing her thoughts from the last couple of hours. It didn't register in his mind that Leia was in pain, and crying for him to stop. Before he could see what had happened, he a hit a wall. He probed harder, hoping to bypass Leia's natural defenses. However, it didn't budge. He inched a little harder, trying again to get passed the barrier in her mind. All Force sensitive beings could shield their mind against things like this. Leia was doing an exceptional job of it.
Vader vaguely heard her cry out, "Please! Father, please stop!" Hearing this, Vader backed out of Leia's mind immediately. He saw the little girl on the floor, once again in tears. She was trying to hold both her wrist and her head. At that moment, Darth Vader felt a peculiar feeling stirring in his dormant soul. It was the feeling of horrible guilt. He had slaughtered and tortured numerous beings across the galaxy, and had never felt that. Perhaps it was his paternal instinct.
Hesitantly, he approached the child. She did nothing to run, so he figured he would continue. The Sith knelt down, and looked Leia in the eyes. Whenever he looked in those eyes, he was transported back in time to when he was Anakin. For the briefest moment, that very man urged him to apologize to Leia. Beg for her forgiveness. Suddenly, Vader came back. He must remain strong, and show no feeling.
He ordered, "Get up. That was nothing. It could have been much worse." Leia stared at her father with a mixture of hatred, disbelief and fear. Not wanting to incur his wrath, she quickly stood up. Once again, there was a moment of silence. Vader decided that he wasn't going to inquire about the strange presence any longer. Maybe he would bring it up later. Of course, he would somehow have to earn her trust. He would never probe Leia's mind again.
He finally said, "You know you will have to join me, young one." Leia didn't say anything, but shook her head. Darth Vader knew that if Leia kept refusing, then Palpatine would eventually order her execution. No one could oppose him, not even a small girl. Vader was hit with a very dark idea. If it would get Leia to learn the dark side, he would do it.
He turned to leave, "Very well. I shall have to make Bail Organa pay for your disobedience. I wonder how he will take to his mind being probed." Of course, that wretched Organa was already dead, but Leia didn't need to know that.
Her eyes widened, "What? No! Please don't! He didn't do anything!"
He replied coldly, "Of course he did. He committed treason. Do you not agree that all traitors should be executed? Goodbye child, when I return Organa will be dead." He started to walk out of the cell, before he felt the little girl cry out.
She said, "Wait!" He turned back towards her, with the only noise being his breathing. She looked down, and stammered, "If… If I learn the ways of the Force… will you leave my fath… I mean…Bail Organa alone?" He was silent, as he acted to ponder on this.
She surrendered completely, "Please? …Father?"
He replied, "Very well. Your training will start tomorrow. Of course, you cannot do much until your wrist heals, but we can begin with basics." Leia continued to stare at the floor, nodding her head. Vader knew he would win. He was more stubborn than Leia, and the Sith always got his way. A new thought occurred to him. Leia definitely couldn't stay in the cell. He would arrange better quarters for her, and have it ready by tomorrow. Without saying anything else, Vader left his daughter alone.
Obi-Wan Kenobi went through Mos Eisley Spaceport silently. He had his cloak drawn over his head, as he minded his own business. Many scoundrels lived in this town, and he did not want to start any trouble. He made sure the little money he had was safely secure in his cloak. Several creatures went by him, some bargaining with each other, while others were screaming. It was a busy place. All he could think about at the moment was the wellbeing of Leia. What would Darth Vader and the Emperor do to her? The Jedi shivered at the pictures that accompanied these thoughts. Vader and Palpatine were probably the worst candidates to be around children. Vader with his anger and impatience, and then Palpatine with his manipulative and evil nature.
Kenobi stopped at the Mos Eisley Cantina. He looked around, and decided that this was the best place to find a voyage discreetly. He couldn't just pilot his own ship, because he didn't own one anymore. He needed to find a pilot. He entered the building, with a guard making sure he didn't have any droids.
Kenobi was met with the blaring sound of the band playing. Creatures of all different races were socializing and drinking. How was he supposed to find a pilot in such a crowded place? Kenobi decided he should have a drink. He didn't want to stand out. He went over to an empty seat at the bar, and ordered his beverage. He took a sip of it, while looking around. No one advertised for piloting, or anything like that. Sighing, he turned back towards the bar, and continued to drink. Without warning, he felt someone collide into him from behind. Startled at being caught off-guard, he reached for his lightsaber.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to…" Puzzled, Kenobi turned and saw who was apologizing. It was a young boy, perhaps fourteen or fifteen. He immediately took his hand off his hidden lightsaber. The boy had scruffy brown hair, and brown eyes. He was filthy, and had many bruises. He wore a too-small white shirt, with a brown vest over it. His pants were ripped at the bottom, and were covered with dirt. Kenobi could instantly tell the boy was either an apprentice or a slave.
He replied, "No harm done. Where are you running to?"
The boy panted, "I need to get back to Master Sandrunner, he's expecting me. He doesn't like tardiness…" Obi-Wan felt a sense of pity for the boy, he had seen cruel masters before.
"What does your master do?"
The boy replied, "Oh, he's a pilot. Has his own ship and everything," he looked around, "Between you and me, I'm a better pilot than he is."
Kenobi chuckled, "I'm sure you could be. You see, I was looking for a pilot. Perhaps you can introduce me to your master." The boy eagerly nodded, happy to be bringing his master customers.
"He's over there, I'll take you to him."
"Thank you. By the way, what is your name?"
The boy looked at Kenobi skeptically, as if he could not believe someone would even care what his name was. He finally said, "Han. Han Solo. Course, around here it doesn't matter." Without another word, Han lead Kenobi over to Sandrunner. Kenobi got a good look at him, and already didn't like him. He was a big man, with a thick beard. He certainly got plenty to eat. Despite his size, he was as dirty as Han.
Han said, "Master Sandrunner, this man wants to know about a voyage."
The man replied, "It's about time, you good-for-nothing brat! You never do anything!" Kenobi noticed that the boy flinched, as if he were expecting to be beaten. Ignoring Han, he turned towards Kenobi. He gave a smile at the Jedi, showing yellow teeth.
He held out his hand, "Lazen Sandrunner at your service." Obi-Wan hesitantly shook it, not wanting to start off on a wrong foot.
Sandrunner wasted no time, "So, where do you want me to take you?" Kenobi had thought about this since he left. He was certain he could get a more private ship at Alderaan. He just needed to get there.
"A one-way trip to Alderaan, that's it."
The man shrugged, "Alright, a little far, but I can do that. So… that will cost you about…6,000 credits." Kenobi almost fainted.
I hope it was good! Lazen Sandrunner is a complete random character. Remember... this is an AU. Sort of like New Hope? Anyway, I have to leave. I hope you enjoyed it!
