The Dark Side of Luke Skywalker

Chapter 3~ The Missing Jedi

   Despite Lando Calrissian's annoyance, Leia had convinced Chewbacca to turn the Millennium Falcon around. They did a quick Immelman(a plane maneuver) and soared back to Cloud City.

   Leia had had the strangest feeling that Luke was in trouble. She didn't know how or why, but she sensed that he needed their help. They arrived at the underneath of the city in the clouds, where there were long metal spikes sticking out of the bottom.

   She had expected Luke to be here. She was so certain he would be here. So... where was he? "Luke? Luke... where are you..." she mumbled under her breath.

   "It appears master Luke is not present, your highness." Said C3PO, who sat in the coner, disassembled and broken.

   "He should be here, I just know it!" Leia almost screamed. She was panicking now.

   "Well where is he, then?!" Lando screamed back.

   "MAAUGGGHHH" Said Chewbacca in reply. Although this was not much help, no one on the ship could understand him except for 3PO, who replied "Well, that was hardly necessary..."

   Leia was scrambling around the ship; she did not know why, but she had to do something. She felt her chance to save Luke was slipping away.

   She looked out the large window at the cockpit of the Falcon, staring at the endless stretch of clouds beneath her.

   Suddenly, her mind was taken over by a vision. A vision of a severed hand, falling through the clouds, to the depths of the planet. It held a lightsaber, too. But that wasn't just any lightsaber. It was Luke's lightsaber. She remembered him telling her once that the lightsaber had once belonged to his father, who had been a powerful Jedi. It reminded her of how she had never known her birth family... the saber was falling, falling, falling...

   "Move!" Leia screeched at Chewy, shoving him out of his seat. Chewy roared at her in frustration, but she ignored him, she jumped in his seat, and plunged the ship straight down.

   "WHAT DO TOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" Screamed Lando.

   "HOLD ON!!" Was Leia's only reply. They tumbled into the clouds for what seemed like forever.

   "Oh, I can't bear it! When will this stop!" Screeched 3PO. Leia's heart pounding. Until, at last, there it was: a severed hand holding a lightsaber.

   Leia pulled up on the controls, leveling out the ship, so it was hovering flat beneath the hand.

   "Open the top hatch!" Yelled Leia at Lando. He did as he was told, and to his astonishment, a hand fell through. He jumped back in surprise, staggering a little. Leia ran from the seat, and grabbed the hand.

   "What is that?" Said Lando in disgust.

   "Luke's hand." She replied. She didn't know how or why Luke had gotten his hand cut off, but she didn't question that. She had the strangest feeling that the lightsaber was calling to her, that it was meant for her.

   R2-D2 was in the back, beeping and wiring. he was frantically moving around, trying to fix C3PO, who was in the front.

   "And how did this Luke get his hand cut off?" Questioned Lando. However Leia didn't reply. She was completely transfixed with the saber. It was hers now. She didn't know how, but it seemed to be telling her it belonged to her. Suddenly, she had the strangest urge to grab it.

   Leia grasped the weapon with her fingers, and immediately she was swept backwards into a whole different world. She watched as two fighter jets crashed landed in a hanger bed, and two Jedi Knights leaped from their ships. She stared at a man holding the very lightsaber she had touched. He had long, wavy black hair, and looked like he was in his mid twenties. The vision went away, and this time she was in a room, where the Jedi holding the lightsaber was dueling a man with silver hair and a red lightsaber with a curved hilt, the other Jedi passed out on the floor. The Jedi won the duel, cutting off the other man's hands. He grabbed the red saber out of the air, and, after a little while, the Jedi swiftly decapitated the silver haired man. The vision changed again. This time the Jedi was inside a temple, killing his fellow Jedi, with that same saber. One by one, the Jedi fell to the weapon, impaled and injured. The vision changed once more, and the Jedi was dueling the other Jedi that had been pasted out on the floor. The duel took place on a volcanic planet, lava all around them. The vision changed for the last time, and there they were: Darth Vader dueling Luke; Luke with the lightsaber and Vader with his own. Luke's arm was cut off, and as it tumbled down, down, down, Leia heard from high above the severed hand: "No, I am your father."