Star Wars OneShots

Trap

Luke Skywalker follows Lando with his friends to the dining room. Since they landed on Cloud city, he had a bad feeling, but he could not identify why and even the Force wasn't helping him.

They arrived at the door to the dining room, Lando pressed the release to allow the dining room doors to slide open.

Behind them, Luke understands why he feels like that as he saw directly opposite them Emperor Vader rising calmly from his seat at the end of the table, his yellow eyes have focused only on Luke.

Chewie groans in hatred, Han pulled out a blaster and starts firing at the dark lord. Vader stretched out a hand and ease deflected the blast into the walls. Han yelped in shock when his blast had been ripped out of his hand with the Force and appeared in the grip of Vader.

Luke managed to touch the lightsaber on his belt before Vader pulled it into his palm with the Force.

"We would be honoured if you would join us." Vader said with dark pleasure and they all got chills through the body.

After his words stepped out of the shadows bounty hunter Boba Fett with his blaster, ready to fire. They turn around just to see a commando of troopers surround them, their blaster aimed at them if there will be a need.

"I had no choice. They arrived right before you did. I'm sorry," said Lando with a drop of regret.

Luke was looking at his frightened friends and troopers, just to avoid a looks at Vader. After three years of hiding and running he found him.

Han stretches his hand to Leia with a death stare and holds her. He looks at Lando. "I'm sorry too."

Boba Fett came to them with aimed blaster together with troopers and they escorted everyone out in the lead of Lando, except Luke.

Luke felt an invisible dark grip around his body that keep him unmoved. He gritted his teeth as he tried to fight.

"Luke!" Leia shouted as she was forcibly pulled out.

Three troopers must hold Chewie, Han was struck into the head with the butt of a blaster.

"I will be fine." Luke called out before the door closed behind them.

He stared at the door for seconds and then his looks meet with Vader.

Vader smiled broadly. The grip disappeared and Luke took a deep breath. "You grow up, son."

Luke clenches his hands into fists to prevent the tremor, eyes wide open.

"You must be hungry. Sit." He gestured at the nearest chair.

Luke refuses to eat by this man site, which kills and tortured the innocent, destroyed Alderran, and in addition, was his father.

"Sit."

Luke jerks at the angrier and strict tone.

A dark wave swept through his body, forcing him to walk toward Vader. He caught the backrest of the second chair from father, but she slipped, and without touching the first moved. He swallows and sits next to father. He yelped as the chair moved to the table up to his chest.

Vader put blaster at the end of the table with the Force. "How is life outside? With the Rebels?" For a second his gaze focuses on the comlink and he presses the button.

Luke resists with the answer, but an invisible hand in his mind extorts the answer from him. "Better than with you."

"You don't look like that. You lost lots of weight."

He reluctantly agreed. Rebels did not have frequent and rich access to food, but he could get used to it.

Side doors slide open and two serving droids came in with food. They put it down in front of them and walk away without a word.