Past Meets Future

Chapter Twelve

He gently pushed himself out of his from-the-past father's embrace.

The taller man was obviously shaken. It was clear that the man in front of him was doing his best to conceal his emotions, but He could see a few stray tears scaping the latter's grip.

It was surreal. The man was supposed to be his father! His father who long had passed away, killed by Darth Vader!

That was absolutely Impossible! He was going insane! He was believing the words of two madmen who claimed to be his deceased father and master. But Force rang in the truth!

The force was cheery. The most cheerful Luke had ever felt it!

He looked up at his Dad. the man was trying to collect himself. He studied the Jedi Knight. He had a scar by his right eye. He wore a black glove on his right hand. He was tall. He had his eye colour and

blonde hair. Supposedly he got more of his genes from his dad then.

he wondered how his mother looked. he visibly got his height from her!

what was he supposed to call him? Father? that was a bit too formal. Dad? he just met the guy. Anakin then?

"I've killed very many fathers. you'll have to be more specific "

He felt a chill shaking his structure. Vader. Why had he thought of that monster in one of the happiest moments of his life?

He snapped out of his thoughts and focused on his Dad.

"Anakin"
The man snapped out of his cocktail of emotions.

The Jedi frowned "are you rejecting me ?" he shouted, his pupils were blown wide, and his era reeked of misery.

"What?" caught out of guard, he half shouted.

"No. Hell no. Dad that's not what I meant. You're not that older than me and well I thought you might not want to be called dad, especially by someone near your own age and it'll be weird. Hell, you

might've found me weird!"

his ears burned in shame, and he avoided eye contact. Why was he vomiting his emotions on the dad who he just gained?

The other male laughed and reached and messed his hair. "I have a mini-me"

He pouted and crossed his arms, eyes still fixed hard on the ground beneath. "I'm an adult!" he whined which made the older man laugh again. He liked his laughter. It was nice to hear your parent

laugh so fondly at you. something that he had never heard before in his life.

The man took his shoulders and embraced him again. "you're tiny my son. you're a mini" He huffed. great now his dad was making fun of his height! Perks of having a very very young father, he guessed.

he pulled out of the embrace to show his parent how unamused he was.

Anakin laughed again and put his hand on top of his head and squinted and looked at him eye to eye. A big fat grin was painted across the other's face "tiny" and patted his hair.

Luke rolled his eyes. He was so about to punch the other one right to his perfectly sculpted face. His fist was about to playfully land on his father's chest when the cold came back. He froze. He could

feel the void of coldness on the edge of his consciousness. Reaching possessively to him like a predator ready to snap his teeth on his neck and slay him in one go.

He was Here!

He hurriedly reached for his comm " This is commander Skywalker. Abandon the mission right now! everyone get to your ships and go. This is urgent! I want everyone to evacuate and be inside a ship in less than 15 minutes!"