WHAT IF LUKE SKYWALKER HAD GIVEN IN TO THE DARK SIDE AND OBEYED THE EMPEROR’S COMMANDS?
“Take your father’s place and become my apprentice!”
The words echoed around Luke’s head as he lay there in disbelief of what he had just done… only minutes ago, he had resisted to kill his father, Vader, and given him self over to the Emperor. His fear and anger had taken over him, and he had gotten to his knees and simply said ‘yes’.
The simplest word for the most complicated situation a Jedi knight could ever come across. But ‘Jedi’ no longer applied to Luke’s current situation. He was on the path to becoming a ‘Sith Lord’. Damn it.
His father was off in medical care getting a new robotic hand connected to his arm, and Luke was sat in his chambers. Luke was aware that his friends had failed to destroy the Death Star and had retreated, currently assessing the situation. Should they destroy the Death Star with Luke in it, as the Emperor’s new apprentice?
He didn’t like it very much himself, but he had feared the survival of his friends and everyone he loved. That fear had consumed him, and in the spur of the moment, yes had escaped his lips unconsciously.
What would Leia think? Would she be frustrated with Luke? Of course she would! She had every god damn right to be! Luke had been weak; the fear of loosing everything at once had blinded him. He’d had no real awareness of his actions at the time, and Luke felt incredibly ashamed.
“Luke?”
Vader’s call disturbed Luke’s thoughts, and he sat up and motioned for the door to open with his hand.
His father stepped into Luke’s chambers and he assessed his son with brief concern.
Vader feeling concern… how stupid!
“I’ve been thinking – well… we’ve been thinking – that it’s time you started your training. That you started your path to becoming an incredible Sith.”
The words were like poison. Luke couldn’t believe he was hearing them; he wanted to escape! To leave this place and be back home at Tatooine when everything was so simple and so un-complicated, before he had bought the droids that had led to the death of his family, before everything!
Biting his lip, Luke nodded and cursed himself in his thoughts for being such an idiot.
“Your thoughts betray you, Luke,” Vader sighed. He observed Luke once more and started towards the door. “We’ll be seeing you shortly in the Emperor’s lair.”
Luke nodded and felt a surge of relief as Vader left his room. He gathered his sith robes, new light saber and just happened to leave his common sense behind as he exited his chambers and made his way to the lair.
He hated this. He hated the way the droids acknowledged him, how the storm troopers looked at him and how the general crew of the Death Star observed him with a hint of hate and fear. He did not want to be feared. He did not want to be all-powerful.
He had joined against his will, and that made it so damn obvious he was going to be useless to the Emperor. Luke would not be a perfect asset to the Empire like the Emperor envisioned. Luke would be a stubborn and all-round disappointment for them (that made Luke slightly smug).
His legs had taken him to the lair quicker than he thought, and before he knew it, he was stood before the Emperor.
“Accessing your anger is the key to you becoming sith, my young apprentice,” the Emperor hissed as he looked upon Luke from his throne. “Wield your weapon, and I would like to see you unleash your anger on these useless droids we captured.”
The Emperor pointed over Luke’s shoulder towards the droids. Luke turned to face them, and felt his body go numb with ache and pain as he heard the familiar cries of his beloved companions being pushed towards Luke.
“Master Luke! How happy I am to see you. You’ll be able to rescue us straight away, get us out of this terrible place.”
Oh no…
“Ouch! R2 don’t do that! What? What was that you say? Master Luke has turned to the Dark Side? Sometimes I wonder if I’m translating your words correctly.” C3PO turned to face Luke and began shuffling towards him. “You’re going to get us out of here aren’t you?”
Luke gulped.
“Unleash your anger Luke! Your hatred towards me and your father, unleash it all on these droids!”
He grabbed his weapon.
“Luke, whatever are you doing? Ah yes! You’re going to destroy these incompetent enemies and save us! See R2? I told you Luke would get us out of here! Dark side… ha!”
The red of Luke’s light saber glowed.
“Good.” The Emperor cried, raveling in the enjoyment of watching Luke Skywalker destroy his beloved droids.
“Why on Earth is your light saber red, Master Luke?”
Beep beep beep.
“He has not! I’m sure there’s some logical explanation R2. Right Luke?”
I’m sorry, thought Luke as he stopped just a metre from C3PO and R2.
“Do it!”
“My goodness Luke. What are you planning on doing with that treacherous thing?” C3PO waved his arms about in surprise as Luke raised the light saber above his head.
Think of your hatred towards the Emperor, just kill the droids and get it over and done with. Now! Don’t think; it’s the only way. Just… do it!
“Master Luke, I ⎯”
Luke cut him off, brought down the light saber, and saw the reflection of his demonic gold eyes in C3PO’s metal body, witnessing the end of a heroic Jedi Knight and the rise of a dark and powerful Sith Lord.
I’m sorry Obi-Wan Kenobi, I’ve failed you.
I'm a hardcore Star Wars fan, so this was rather refreshing! I think that Luke should have killed Vader though. But that's just my opinion! Good job! 
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