❐❝mad Love ❙ ❨anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader❩

chapter thirty seven

Freya was the first down the stairs with Darth Vader following her. She stopped when she noticed the princess, after the vision she had of her when she saw her for the first time, they didn't speak again, mostly because Freya was confused and scared.

The Wookiee began to fight when the Stormtroopers tried to take Han Solo away. Freya then intervened by holding the Wookiee with her powers.

Han just approached him, "hey, listen to me, Chuy" he said trying to calm him down.

The Stormtroopers ran over and put the handcuffs on him.

Leía turned her gaze to where Freya and Darth Vader were, her gaze lingered more on Freya.

"The princess, you have to take care of her, do you understand?"

Han Solo and Leia shared a kiss before Han Solo was dragged to the center of the room to be frozen in carbonite. After a few minute procedure, Han Solo fell to the ground completely frozen.

The princess read her eyes crystallized in tears, Freya seeing such a reaction began to feel bad about it, surprised that something like this had any effect on her.

"He is still alive. In perfect hibernation"

"All yours, bounty hunter," Darth Vader tells him, "ready the chamber for Skywalker."

"Skywalker Has Descended"

"He's fine, make sure he can get here."

Freya ran to where the fight had spread and noticed that Darth Vader was the one who had the upper hand.

"Stop it!" She screamed, but it was too late as Darth Vader had severed Luke's hand and his saber fell off.

Luke grabbed his arm with a cry of pain. He falling to his knees.

"There is no escape" Darth Vader tells him.

Freya rushes to get to them.

"Do not force me to destroy you. Luke you still do not understand your importance. You have barely begun to understand your power, join me, I will complete your training, with our forces we will end this destructive conflict and bring order to the galaxy"

"I will never join you" he mumbled back, holding out as best he could.

"If you knew the power of the dark side. Obi wan never told you what happened to your parents"

"He told me enough," Luke clung on tightly, "he told me you killed them."

"No," Freya moved to stand next to Dart Vader, worried that Luke might slip, "I am your father. We are your parents."

Luke shook his head looking at them both, "no, that's not true. It's impossible!"

"Look in your feelings you know it's true"

"No!"

Freya tried to get closer, "Luke" called him in a low voice.

"Do not get close to me!" He yells at her.

Freya begins to feel her tears wetting her, a little memory of her holding the sweet baby's hand.

"I would never hurt you," she tells him, holding out her hand to Luke in the hope that he will accept it.

Luke looks down and then at Freya crying, he thought to her for a few seconds before launching himself. Freya screams and tries to stop him, but she's gone.

"No!" She sobs, "my baby" falls to her knees as she holds her chest in pain.

Darth Vader puts a hand on her shoulder, "We'll get him back. He'll be with us soon. I promise."