"Trust in the Force, Ben. That's all you need." Luke said gently, glancing at his son's work.
"I'm trying. I got it. It's just... Mmm..." Ben grew frustrated, closed his eyes and breathed. He felt his father's force presence inside of himself, then another presence filling him... he breathed. "Mom?" Ben opened his eyes and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
He saw a woman on the top of the water, focused on him, her hair red, curly and flowing among the mist.
Luke looked over too, sensing his sons' sudden awareness and curiosity in the force. He caught Ben glancing back in his direction. "I think it's a-- I know it's a trap," Ben said, his face paling a bit.
Lukes hadn't changed a shade. He just stood there watching with his usual training face he always had on, telling Ben nothing. "Well, what is the Force telling you, Ben?"
Ben walked closer to the figure cautiously. "I... I'm not sure just yet." The force was very strong in the woman. She glanced away as he came closer. He came about a step more to get a better look at her face, but he saw darkness.
She turned to glare at him; her hair turning grey, her eyes hollow black holes, her face wrinkling with darkened skin. The water had turned red under her, she smirked looking at Ben but somehow beyond him.
Ben stood there, filled with horror, his brow furrowing trying to understand or even try to comprehend what was really going on. He took a step back, sizing her up.
Luke crossed his arms casually, observing his son.
Ben tilted his head. "Who are you?", he spoke to the woman. She didn't answer and just stared off in the distance, bringing a lightsaber up towards him. She seemed to be looking somewhere at the moment, but she ignited it, advancing towards him with pure hatred...pushing him into the utter darkness with her.
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