A Mother's Love (AU, angst, Vader, Luke, Leia, Padme. Completed 12/22!)

Bravo, Vader! You really are an excellent teacher. (Not that I ever doubted that).

 

Yeah, Padme', If I were you, I'd have a talk with that hubby of yours about the whole "theirs no difference between the light side and the dark side"

Yes there is, Buddy!!!

Melissa

 

Kewl... Lukey better not get hurt or I will... do something bad... I am not sure what though

 

Yeah, Pad, talk to that hubby of yours. He *is* rising *your* son!

 

Wow, I missed way too many posts! I'm glad to see that Vader will be giving Luke some choice in which side of the Force to serve, but with Vader as his only mentor I don't see how he could chose the light.

 

Padme ran her fingers through her short brown hair and grimaced. She had forgotten the last time she bathed....

"Looking for the 'fresher?" Luke asked, smiling as he came in.

"Yeah," she replied, flashing a quick grin.

"Father showed me where it was," he stated, taking her hand.

She frowned slightly. Luke actually called him "father"! Quite interesting...
She let her son lead her down a couple of hallways, finally pausing outside a large door.

"Here it is," he announced.

"Thank you, son," she said, kissing his cheek.

He grimaced, wiping away the wetness of her lips. "Ych!"

She grinned and patted his butt lightly. "Get outta here and let your mother take a shower."

Luke walked off in the other direction, and Padme triggered the door. It swooshed open. Padme stepped inside, her jaw hanging open. It was one of the largest, fanciest bathrooms she had ever seen; with cold blue tiles, a spacious tub, and towels stacked in one corner. Her eyes widened as she stared at the counter. Someone had left her a change of clothes. Soft, warm clothes, made of the finest linens and fabric... Not the slave/moisture farm-worker clothing that she had become used to wearing over time.

"Thank you, Ani," she whispered.
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"Now, Luke, again," Vader was saying, holding his lightsaber up in a defensive guesture.

Luke's brow furrowed into a none-too-pretty frown, his ice-blue eyes intense, focused. "Is this nessesary?" he asked.

"Do you want to do this, or not?" Vader said sharply.

Luke sighed and raised his lightsaber. "Oh, OKAY."

He lunged at his father, slashing, parrying, slowly driving the Sith Lord back. Then he felt something. A surge of adreniline and power, so strong that it seemed to overpower him. He slashed with his lightsaber. Then, while his father was distracted, he dropped to the floor and swiped out with a well-placed leg.
Vader's feet were knocked out from under him, and he crashed to the ground.

"Oh no," Luke said, distinguishing the blade. He ran over to Vader and knelt down next to him. "Father, I'm sorry, I didn't--"

Vader chuckled and sat up. "Very, very good. You relied on instinct, and in the process, defeated me. I'm impressed."

Luke's eyes widened at the compliment. "Thank you," he replied.

"Come, let's go tell your mother. She will be most proud of you."

 

I like all the Vader/Luke bonding.
Keep it up.
I thought it was great that Luke beat Vader.
I hope Luke doesn't fall to the dark side.
Jedi Blue

 

Tell his mother? Just how does he think Padme's gonna react to Luke learning a lightsaber???

Well, that should be interesting, one way or another.

 

I think you meant "extinguishing" the blade. But lovely bonding between father and son. Good work.

 

Great post!

 

It's nice to see Luke having the chance to feel that his Father is proud of him, but I have to keep reminding my self that he is still Vader.

 

UP!

 

Nice moment. Can't wait to see what'll happen next

 

POST!

 

Oooooh! I'm beginning to love your work DF!! There's a lotta of great family bonding!

 

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ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!


you stoped there?


Pleasssseeeeeeee post some more? Pretty, pretty please?????

 

Wonderful! Amazing! Brilliant! You go!!!!

 

NICE. More!!!

 

An update for you all! Aren't I nice? Note: this post takes place 6 months later.
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Lord Darth Vader sat at the head of the table, watching his family eat. It was utterly quiet, save for his ragged breathing and Luke's occasional grunt of satisfaction as his belly was filled. Padme looked stunning, as usual, with a long, sheer blue gown that conformed to her shape perfectly.
A typical meal.
He didn't have to eat; his suit monitered his nutrition, but it was nice to sit at the table during mealtimes anyways.

"So, Luke," Padme said, trying to strike up conversation. "How are your training sessions coming along?"

"Mmmph phfph kyph--"

"Swallow, please," Padme reminded him. "You sound like a strangled bantha."

He nodded and did so. "Sorry. Anyway, the sessions are going well."

Everything was quiet once more.

"I think it's almost time," Vader said finally.

"What?" Padme and Luke said at once, glancing up from their food.

"You know what I am speaking of. We head for Imperial Center tomorrow morning. Do your best to remain discreet until then."
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It's a short post, but it allows the right tension to build up for my next one.
So, anyone like?

 

Love it!!!!! Keep it coming, Darthie! You're doing GREAT!!!!!

 

LOTS of tension! Thanks for the post!

 

ACK!! Sithly shortness!! What's gonna happen to them now??

 

A quick note: this story will tend to take a much darker tone as it goes on. I won't give anything away, but I figure I'd better give you a fair warning.
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The turbolift rose quickly to the highest level of the Imperial Palace, the very home of Emperor Palpatine himself. Luke shifted nervously next to Vader, whereas Padme tried her best to appear calm.
She had never liked Palpatine, not after what happened during the Clone Wars. His betrayal to her homeworld had cut her deep, and Vader could sense it every time he mentioned Naboo or the Emperor in her presence.
Hopefully the plan would work. If not, they would all be killed, plain and simple. And Palpatine would keep the throne.
Finally, the turbolift stopped, and behind the doors, he could sense an aura of endless evil, and the scheming mind of a powerful, dangerous ruler.
The man he called Master.
But after today--if the plan worked--his power over Vader's life and the life of every being in the galaxy would be no more.

"Lord Vader," Palpatine called as the doors swished open. "You have brought visitors with you?"

Vader glanced furtively at his son and wife. They were playing their part perfectly. Luke the frightened, out-of-place child, and Padme the defiant, hard-headed prisoner.
Excellant.

"Yes, My Master," he replied, dropping to one knee. As a part of the plan, he put a hand on Padme and Luke's necks and pushed them harshly down to their knees along with him.

"And I trust they will be loyal servants to the Empire," the Emperor said greedily, rubbing his hands together.

"Wrong," Padme said, standing and drawing her blaster.
Luke and Vader ignited their lightsabers. Palpatine looked stupified.

"Your evil reign has ended," Padme continued through clenched teeth. "You've hurt enough people."

Then they attacked. Palpatine tried his best to defend himself, but he was a tired old man, and was no match for a fully trained Sith Lord, a powerful boy with a lightsaber and potential, and a skilled blaster-wielder. Within moments, he was dead.
Vader turned and slashed at the red guards, killing them as well.

Then he turned, and sat down on the throne. He keyed the comm and spoke into it.

"Please send someone to clean up the Emperor's body," he ordered.

"Lord Vader?" a voice squeaked on the other end. It sounded... hopeful, almost.

"No, not Lord Vader," Vader corrected. "Emperor Vader, Her Highness Lady Vader, and his Lordship, Luke Vader."

"Yes, my Emperor," the voice said.

In the backround, there was a joyous uproar.

Palpatine was dead. Long live Emperor Vader.

Behind his mask, Vader smiled.
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The next post will involve a sort of a coronation ceremony, then after that, the dark stuff begins. Enjoy the happy-go-lucky moments while you can.

 

Well, that duel scene was happy-go-lucky. I was hoping for a bit more...well, detail. But the Emperor's dead. Long live the psycho Skywalkers! And good work overall.