Twin Love (Luke and Leia and Jacen and Jaina)

Twin Love

Luke Skywalker sat alone in his meditation room. As he slowly stood up, recovering from his Force induced trance, he felt exhausted instead of rejuvenated. In the course of his meditation, he had peered far into the future. Now he was trembling slightly and covered in perspiration. Trying to focus on the dimly lit room around him he shuddered as an echo of his vision still lingered in his mind's eye.

What he had just beheld was...horrifying. A future he could never have imagined in his worst nightmares. A galaxy at war....a galaxy enslaved....carnage on a scale never before known. And those beings....they were the worst of it. He had only perceived them as great black voids. Empty of the Force....empty of any connection to this universe. It had been like looking upon anti-life itself. And yet, those beings somehow had LIFE. They were alive with cruelty and malice. And they fed on pain.

Luke shuttered as he recalled trying to focus on the creatures themselves. It was like the Force was blind to them. Was it some deficiency in himself that had made seeing them so difficult? Somehow he had not been able to fully visualize these strange creatures that seemed out of step with the fabric of the universe. But he had seen what they would bring with them.

As always, the future had been in motion ...difficult to see...so many paths that could be taken, so many choices that could affect the outcome. But one thing was clear to Luke in the midst of his vision: they galaxy would be forever changed. Entire worlds would be....not destroyed.... rather....mutated.

Luke wiped the sweat from him brow as he struggled to calm himself. He now knew what was coming for the galaxy. Entire worlds recreated in the bizarre image of the invaders. Trillions of lives lost in the desperate fight against this bizarre new foe.

Wearing only his black pants, Luke walked unsteadily out of the small sparsely decorated room and into his living quarters on Coruscant. The night air cooled him and dried the perspiration on his chest. He walked to the open balcony to gaze out upon the vast nighttime cityscape. The myriad of ships, speeders, and transports crossing paths flowed like a living thing amidst the vast skyscrapers of the New Republic's capital planet. It was still hard to believe that he was here. The remains of the Empire had at last been driven from Coruscant. Not even the destruction of the Death Stars had been such a symbolic victory.

As Luke starred at the massive buildings stretching beyond the horizon, an echo of his force vision returned. For a fraction of a second, his mind re-envisioned the buildings as they would be. Bizarre plant-like alien tendrils enveloped the cityscape. The metal vehicles shifted to become flying mutated transports.....alive.....yet wholly empty of the force. His force memory only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough. Luke fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands in horror.

Am I responsible for this? For what is to come?

The door chime rang, and Luke raised his head, trying to focus himself. He had requested to not be disturbed for the next few days. And it was the middle of the night. Reaching out with the force he suddenly realized who was there.

"Come in Leia," he called out. "It's open."

The automatic door slid open. His sister Leia Organa walked into the apartment. She was wearing only a thin white nightgown that accentuated the curves of her flawless body. Clearly she had come here in a hurry, not bothering to fully dress.

Luke struggled to pull himself together as he walked across the room to greet her. He felt her emotions through the Force. She was almost as unsettled as he was.

"Leia, what-" he began as she silently embraced him. Startled, Luke held her in his arms, feeling her tremble in his grip.

"Oh Luke..." she whispered into his bare chest. "I felt it...."