Power

07.

I walk the halls of the Death Star, a few days after the princess's capture.

"Lyra, come to me." Vader says in my mind. I hurry to the control room where the Dark Lord stands waiting for me. "The Millennium Falcon has just landed in our hangar."

"Would you like me to look through it for you?" I ask him, he shakes his head.

"No, the ones aboard have already broken out the princess, they're being dealt with. I think you'll be more concerned with the passenger who is separated from them." I furrow my brows but still stand attentive.

"Who is it, Lord Vader?" He looks over at me.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi." I can feel the fury burn within me. "Today, you will finish what your father started. You will get his vengeance. Now go."

"Yes, my Lord." I swiftly walk away from him, heading into the maze of hallways on this space station. I allow the force to wrap around me, guiding me to the old Jedi Knight.

"Darth Verloren." I hear a voice say behind me. I stop in my tracks and slowly turn to see the old man in faded Jedi robes.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi." I say, removing my helmet. "I want it to be my own eyes that watch your demise." I drop the mask and ignite my father's saber. He slowly draws his own weapon, it glows blue in his hand.

"This isn't what Master Windu taught you, Lyra." I force run to him, clashing my saber against his. He deflects my multiple blows.

"I have never been a Jedi, Kenobi." I force him into a small hallway, he stumbles back as I continue to swing at him. He switches between dodging my blows, allowing them to scrap against the wall, and deflecting them, I chuckle. "Your powers are weak, old man." We enter a second main hallway, he quickly steps back from me.

"You can't win, Lyra. Strike me down, and I will become even more powerful then before." My eyes begin to blaze yellow.

"Then I will show you the true nature of the force." With the force, I send the cargo crates behind him soaring towards him, he swings around to destroy them as they fly. I continue to swing at him, this time he is more on the offense. We block each other's blows, neither of us allowing ourselves to suffer a wound. "There is no escape." I begin to attack faster, he struggles to keep up. I hit his saber and push back, he stumbles farther. He's becoming tired, the man is not what he used to be. Oh... this will bring me great joy.

I hit him across the face and use the force to slam him into the wall across the room. The blast doors to the hangar bay open as I throw my saber at him, blade plunging into the wall just beside his face. I pull my hand into a fist, the saber slides across the wall and he just barely leans out of its way. It comes soaring back to me as I catch it. Obi-Wan quickly calls his saber back to him and ignites it once more, holding his saber against mine in an effort to keep it inches from his face.

To my left, a group of smugglers accompany the princess into the hangar bay. The young one, a blonde boy with a striking resemblance to someone I can't quite recall, stops to gaze at Obi-Wan. I swing at Obi-Wan and he falters, falling to the floor. I move my arms to strike when he force pushes me away from him. Obi-Wan slowly stands, holding his saber out in front of him. He glances at the boy in the hanger, I use this moment to my advantage. I raise my hand and send him soaring towards me, floating above the ground clawing at his neck.

"This is for my father, Obi-Wan." Without another word, I drop him to the ground and plunge my saber into his stomach. A wide smile grows on my face as his eyes meet mine. I hear the boy scream in the hanger and fire his blaster at me, missing every shot. "Did you think you would be the only Jedi to escape the Grand Inquisitor?" I deactivate my saber and he falls to the floor, just barely clinging onto life. I walk and place my foot on his chest, pushing on him as I lean down. "The Jedi will all fall by my hand, Master Kenobi." His eyes flutter shut, I step back as his body disappears. I then spin around, eyes blazing yellow, and walk out into the hangar.

"Kid, we gotta go." The tall one says, Han Solo. I've been tracking the smuggler for years, he's caused me quite an inconvenience. The ship lifts off as they run inside, I raise my hand and use the force to hold it there. Han struggles to regain control of his ship, I slowly begin to pull it back into the hanger. Suddenly, the gun on the back spins around and fires at me. The first hits me in the side, I cry out and fall to one knee. Another shot fires, this one meant to kill. Before it can strike me, it freezes in mid air and the Falcon flies away. I look up to see Vader standing, holding the blast in place.

"Well done, Inquisitor."