The Youngest Skywalker

Vader's Tragic Past Revealed

Scorching hot winds met Kyra's face and she winced in surprise as she climbed out of her X-Wing. Yep, she had definitely not been on this planet before.

"Yikes! This place is literally hell itself!" Lizzie commented as she followed Kyra out of her fighter.

"I don't even know where to start. It's too hot to think!" Kyra wiped the sweat from her brow and looked around.

She suddenly eyed something on the landing ramp, and from the looks of it, it was dusty and filled with ash. She ran over to it and wiped the dust away and the ash. It was a cloak with a hood, it's color was black as night. Suddenly, she had a vision of the owner of that cloak. He was tall, powerfully built, with black Jedi robes. He had dark blond tousled hair, blue eyes and his visage was angry. He had got done with choking her mother in blind rage. She knew, and gasped.

"LIAR! You turned her against me!"

Kyra gasped in realization. "This was my father's cloak! He wore this when he was a Jedi and when he first turned!" She surmised.

"Whoa! Really?!" Lizzie gaped. "I think you may be on to something! I see another thing on the platform."

Kyra put on her father's Jedi cloak and then used the Force to get the ash and dust off what was revealed to be another Jedi cloak, and this one was ginger brown. She had a vision of the owner of this cloak. He was shorter than her father was, he had auburn hair cut short, blue-green eyes, and a neatly cropped beard. His visage radiated sadness and a bit of fatherly scolding.

"You have done that yourself! You have become the very thing you swore to destroy!"

Kyra gasped again. "Ben? Ben was here 23 years ago with my father! I think something must have happened here." She said.

"Yeah, something must have because if they took their cloaks off, they must have had a sparring match." Lizzie concluded.

Kyra suddenly sprinted and Lizzie followed behind.

"Kyra, wait!" Lizzie yelled.

"I know where it is!" Kyra turned towards her friend.

"Know where what is?" Lizzie asked in confusion.

"The place where my father lost the battle here! I dreamt of it when I was eight years old. Believe me, it wasn't pretty." Kyra answered.

"What did you see?" Lizzie asked in curiosity.

Kyra bit her lip. She had never told anyone but Noah about the dreams she had about her father. Would Lizzie believe her? She took a chance on it and took a deep breath.

"I dreamt of my father and Ben on this planet. I didn't know it then, but I know now. They were on platforms going down the lava rivers here. Ben jumped onto safer ground. My father leapt to attack Ben but he ended up maimed, and he struggled up the lava bank as Ben shouted that he was some sort of Chosen One, sent to destroy the Sith and bring balance to the Force. My father screamed that he hated Ben. Ben said he loved my father as a brother, and he left, taking my father's lightsaber with him while my father burst into flames. I'm amazed that I actually remember all that." Kyra described. "I had been sleeping well as a kid, until I had that dream."

"Whoa...and this event you dreamt of was like what, 23 years ago?" Lizzie gaped.

"Most likely...it happened before Luke, Leia and I came out." Kyra said.