Whumptober 2020

Lost And Found [Day 7]

Han Solo kept his head down as he looked for a way out of his current situation. Of course, he had managed to make two Imperials pissed at him. Now stormtroopers were looking for him everywhere. It was a fantastic way to start out the day...not.

Han started walking towards a local bar but heard what sounded like crying. He turned and saw something small hiding behind a crate, probably a child. No, he should leave. Maybe the kid just lost his parents or something... That had to be it. So he should just go, but he found himself walking toward the crates.

"Are you uh alright?"

His only response was a whimper.

Han cursed under his breath then walked closer to see a little boy. He couldn't be older than five or six. There were several bruises on the boy's body, as well as a cut running down the kid's left arm. What was most alarming was the blaster wound on the kid's left shoulder. He also looked like he had been starved...

"I can...I can help. I won't hurt you." Han said softly.

The boy slightly raised his head revealing a set of blue eyes.

"I w-want Daddy. B-But mean people took m-me." The little boy replied.

Han frowned. He never really had any good parents, he had basically been alone. So he didn't know how it would feel to be taken away from one that actually cared about you. Poor kid had probably been taken to be sold into slavery. But it looked like he had managed to get away.

"Maybe I can help you find him, but I can't promise."

The kid's eyes lightened up a little bit at his words.

"Alright I'll try but first you need some medical attention."

The kid nodded his head. "It hurt."

"I know it does. I'm going to help you make it stop hurting. Oh! I'm Han."

"Luke."

Han nodded his head then slowly moved forward and picked Luke up. He shouldn't be doing this but...he couldn't just leave a wounded and hungry kid to die or be found by whoever the mean people were. Whoever the mean people were, they clearly were after this kid for some reason.

The kid's father must be important somehow. Imperial maybe? Holonet star? Both were possible. He couldn't worry about that later. First things first he needed to get Luke some medical assistance.

Han made his way back into the streets of Corellia with Luke on his hip. The little boy quietly sobbed as Han tried to find a decent medical center or a medpack to steal. No one questioned why him, a fifteen year old was out on the streets with a child, it was common on Corellia to see such a thing.

After about a half hour he managed to swipe a nearby medkit without anyone seeing a thing. Han walked into a alleyway and sat down and put Luke on his lap. He opened the medkit to see a few bandages, disinfectant, and a bacta patch. It was a little surprising he was lucky to swipe medkits with one bandage in it.

"Alright kid I'm going to put this thing on called disinfectant, It stings but it prevents you from your wounds from getting worse okay?"

Luke nodded his head and sniffled.

Han slowly and carefully disinfected Luke's wounds then wrapped them up in bandages. The one bacta patch he found he put on Luke's injured shoulder. Suddenly there was a weird breathing noise an-

"Daddy!"

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Darth Vader, dark lord of the sith was livid. People had dared to touch his precious son and filthy him with their hands and take Luke from him. He had tracked the group to Corellia and hunted them down. They were all killed but Luke was nowhere to be seen. Apparently, his son had gotten away from them at some point.

Now Luke was alone somewhere on this planet filled with scum. He tracked Luke's force presence to a alleyway. He saw a teenager sitting down on the ground with Luke on his lap. But what was concerning were the bandages that he could see on his son's body. His son had been hurt and he had been powerl-

"Daddy!"

Without a word, Vader walked over and scooped Luke up from the teenager's lap and pulled Luke close to his chest.

"You had me worried little one," Vader spoke as soft as his voicecoder would allow.

"M-Mean people t-took me. Scawy."

"The mean people will never hurt you again I promise."

He would make sure no one else was able to take his precious son away from him. No one. He was Darth Vader and a man not to be messed with.

"Uh...that's your dad?!" Han blurted.

Vader's helmeted head turned to look at the teenager. Whoever he was, he was clearly the one to help his son.

"Daddy, Han friend," Luke said with a sniffle.

Great... It looked like he would be taking this Han on board his ship just so he didn't break Luke's heart. He could feel how attached Luke was to him already. Plus maybe, just maybe he could get rid of Han secretly somehow.

Days later he never expected Luke to ask him to adopt Han.

A/N: Well Vader there is no getting rid of Han, simple as that. XD Thanks for reading!