?One of the Skywalkers died in ROTJ, right?? Lex, you son of a Sith, what are you planning in the wicked mind of yours? With crackling flames and thick black smoke rising from the rubble of a destroyed stone building behind them, Anakin Skywalker and PadmÃ© Naberrie Skywalker rush frantically into a fierce embrace. Soot and charring stain his tan Jedi robes and her formal blue gown as they burst into tears on each other?s shoulders. Why are they crying? In a wide docking bay empty except for a single maroon-and-white X-Wing, Anakin makes a Force-powered leap to place his tan-robed body in front of PadmÃ©; she wears a simple white flight suit crossed diagonally by the thick green straps of an unseen backpack and her face is streaked with blood dripping from a gash on her forehead. Anakin extends his bloodstained left arm above his head to shove away a plummeting metal beam with the Force while his turquoise lightsaber absorbs most of a barrage of crackling blue Force lightning. A few arcs of electricity get through and strike him in the chest, and a grimace of extreme pain crosses his face. The dim light of his turquoise laser sword barely illuminates Luke?s face and indigo Jedi robes as he looks across a dark room at Mara, wearing the same black flight suit seen earlier and holding her ignited violet blade in her right hand. Suddenly she extends her left arm and another lightsaber handle spins end over end into her hand. As soon as the scarlet blade ignites she advances on Luke, glaring angrily into his eyes. I don't like it! Not at all! Lexie what are you doing to us and to your heroes? I'll... ... ? ... ...wait, what are my eyes seeing? ? Lexie, my friend, thank you! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! Forget all the angry faces. A missing scene more and one with a PM? I can't believe it! JediArwen runs dancing happily to her kitchen, to make a plate of baklava just for Lex... This is all for you my friend. Lawyers aren't cruel creatures, after all.