Still, Luke was limited by his self-doubts, and his impulse to confront danger. He had entered a cave that was inexplicably strong with the dark side of the Force, only to have a nightmarish confrontation with an apparition of Darth Vader. He had refused to believe the Force could be used to elevate his sinking X-wing until Yoda showed him that it was possible. Even more crippling were his fears, especially after meditation had yielded a vision of the future, of a city in the clouds, where his friends Leia and Han would meet with pain.
“I’ve got to go to them,” Luke said.
Yoda sighed. “Decide you must how to serve them best. If you leave now, help them you could. But you would destroy all for which they have fought and suffered.”
And yet Luke decided to leave Dagobah. As darkness fell, Luke put on his orange flight suit and checked his gear while R2-D2 positioned himself into the X-wing’s astromech socket.
“Luke!” said Yoda, watching from a nearby knoll. “You must complete the training.”
“I can’t keep the vision out of my head,” Luke replied as he hastily inspected his ship. “They’re my friends. I’ve got to help them.”
“You must not go!” Yoda said desperately.
Luke faced Yoda and said, “But Han and Leia will die if I don’t.”
“You don’t know that,” replied the disembodied voice of Obi-Wan’s spirit. If Yoda can’t convince Luke to stay, perhaps I can.
Turning in response to Obi-Wan’s voice, Luke watched as a slightly shimmering light began to glow in the air behind Yoda. Then the light materialized into the form of Obi-Wan, who said gravely, “Even Yoda cannot see their fate.”
“But I can help them!” Luke said. “I feel the Force!”
“But you cannot control it,” Obi-Wan said. “This is a dangerous time for you, when you will be tempted by the dark side of the Force.”
Yoda said, “Yes, yes. To Obi-Wan you listen. The cave. Remember your failure at the cave!”
“But I’ve learned so much since then, Master Yoda,” Luke said as he returned his attention to his X-wing. “I promise to return and finish what I’ve begun. You have my word.”
Obi-Wan said, “It is you and your abilities the Emperor wants. That is why your friends are made to suffer.”
“That’s why I have to go,” Luke said.
“Luke,” Obi-Wan said, “I don’t want to lose you to the Emperor the way I lost Vader.” To himself, Obi-Wan added, The way I lost Anakin.
“You won’t,” Luke said.
Yoda said, “Stopped they must be. On this all depends. Only a fully trained Jedi Knight with the Force as his ally will conquer Vader and his Emperor.” As Luke stowed the last of his gear onto the X-wing, Yoda continued, “If you end your training now, if you choose the quick and easy path, as Vader did, you will become an agent of evil.”
“Patience,” Obi-Wan said with emphasis, hoping Luke would carry the word with him.
“And sacrifice Han and Leia?” Luke snapped. He was anything but patient.
Yoda answered, “If you honor what they fight for…yes!”
Luke reached for the lower rung of the X-wing’s retractable ladder and looked away from Obi-Wan and Yoda. Obi-Wan said, “If you choose to face Vader, you will do it alone. I cannot interfere.”
“I understand,” Luke muttered. Then he climbed the ladder to the starfighter’s open cockpit and said, “Artoo, fire up the converters.”
As the X-Wing’s engines fired up, Obi-Wan said, “Luke, don’t give in to hate—that leads to the dark side.”
“Strong is Vader,” Yoda added. “Mind what you have learned. Save you it can.”
“I will,” Luke said as he pulled on his helmet. “And I’ll return. I promise.” The cockpit canopy lowered, and the X-wing lifted off from the ground and ascended into the night sky.
As Yoda raised his gaze to watch the departing X-Wing, Obi-Wan’s luminous apparition faded into the darkness. Yoda sighed, looked down at the ground, and shook his head sadly. “Told you, I did,” he said. “Reckless is he. Now matters are worse.”
Obi-Wan’s disembodied voice said, “That boy is our last hope.”
Yoda returned his gaze to the sky and said, “No. There is another.”
Obi-Wan knew Yoda was speaking of Luke’s sister, Leia. Although Leia shared Luke’s bloodline and was certainly strong-willed, and although Obi-Wan had always respected Yoda’s beliefs, he somehow remained convinced that only one person could defeat the Sith Lords, and that person was Luke.
Luke Skywalker made the final adjustments to his new lightsaber. He was sitting at the table in the living area of Ben Kenobi’s hut on Tatooine. Ben’s journal rested on the table, its pages opened to the section on lightsabers. R2-D2 stood across the room, silently watching Luke.
I wish Ben were here, Luke thought absently, and not just because he had questions about Darth Vader. Sometimes, he just missed Ben.
Ben’s spirit had not communicated with him since Dagobah, which did not surprise Luke. After all, Luke had ignored Ben and Yoda’s cautions, and had gone directly to the Bespin system, and straight into Darth Vader’s trap.
Ben had been good to his word. When Luke chose to face Darth Vader, Ben’s spirit had done nothing to interfere. In hindsight, Luke realized that Ben and Yoda were right, that he should have stayed on Dagobah, for he accomplished very little by going to Cloud City.
I didn’t stop Boba Fett from taking Han. I only endangered Leia and the others when they circled back to Cloud City to get me. I didn’t rescue any of my friends. They rescued me!
And what did I accomplish? All he could think of was his confrontation with Vader, not just that he had survived the duel but that he had gained some information. As for the value of that devastating information…
Is Vader really my father?
Again, Luke felt the phantom pain at his right wrist.
R2-D2 saw Luke staring blankly at nothing in particular, and the droid chirped in concern.
Luke looked up at R2-D2 and said, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.” Returning his attention to the lightsaber, he added, “Well, I guess I’d better test it.” He got up, carrying the lightsaber as he headed for the door. The astromech droid followed him outside.
It was early evening, with only a few stars visible in the sky. Luke held the lightsaber in his right hand. He was nervous. Even though he had followed Ben’s instructions to the letter, and had checked and re-checked every part of the lightsaber during its construction, he still allowed the possibility that the weapon might explode. It was this uncertainty that had prompted him to test the weapon outside. If it did explode, he didn’t want to destroy Ben’s house along with it.
Watching Luke, R2-D2 beeped anxiously, and then extended a manipulator arm in his direction.
“You’re offering to test my lightsaber?”
R2-D2 whistled affirmatively.
“Thanks, Artoo, but I wouldn’t be much of a Jedi if I let you or anyone else do that.”
R2-D2 retracted his manipulator and trembled, kicking up dirt.
“Go back inside,” Luke ordered.
R2-D2 protested with a loud, blurting noise.
“Go on,” Luke said. “If something happens, I need you to tell Leia.” Luke thought, Yeah. Tell her Luke, the galaxy’s biggest idiot, flash-flamed himself into a black crisp because he couldn’t follow an elementary circuit diagram.
R2-D2 stomped off back to the house, protesting all the way.
Luke relaxed and let his breath out. He waited until R2 had entered the house, then took another deep breath, held it, and pressed the lightsaber’s activation plate.
VMMMMM—!
The lightsaber’s gleaming green blade extended to its full length, just under a meter. Luke moved it back and forth through the air, listening to it hum.
Luke released his held breath. He hadn’t really expected the lightsaber to explode, but was still relieved that it hadn’t. The weapon felt comfortable in his hand, even better balanced th
an his previous lightsaber.
But will it cut? Luke walked over to a thin spire of rock that jutted up from the dry ground. He swept the blade down at an angle through the top of the rock. He felt no resistance as the blade traveled through the rock, but there was a loud crack as the rock separated and the top piece slid down the smooth surface of the angled cut.
Holding the lightsaber, Luke felt grateful to Ben for having left his journal behind. I never would have gotten this far without Ben, Luke thought. And then, because he had learned that lightsaber construction was a rite of passage for a Jedi, he wondered, Am I a Jedi now?
Luke was unaware that Obi-Wan’s spirit, even now, could hear his thoughts.
Obi-Wan’s spirit knew that Luke had to complete one final task before he could call himself a Jedi.
Liberating Han Solo from Jabba the Hutt wasn’t easy, but Luke Skywalker and his allies pulled it off. Part of their daring rescue plan had included R2-D2 smuggling Luke’s new lightsaber into Jabba’s palace and delivering it to Luke when a signal was given. The plan had worked extremely well.
Immediately after the rescue, Luke returned with R2-D2 to Dagobah. Luke had hoped to resume his training with Yoda, but by the time they arrived on the swamp world, the aged Jedi Master was close to death.
Luke was with Yoda when he died. Night had fallen, and Yoda had been lying under blankets on his small bed when he breathed his last. Just seconds later, Luke watched as Yoda’s body dematerialized and vanished. After 900 years, Yoda had finally become one with the Force.
But moments before he died, Yoda confirmed the truth about Darth Vader. Vader was Luke’s father, and only by confronting him again could Luke become a Jedi. Yoda also disclosed that there existed another Skywalker.
Leaving Yoda’s hut, Luke stepped out into the darkness and readied his X-wing to leave Dagobah. But then he looked to R2-D2 and said, “I can’t do it, Artoo. I can’t go on alone.”
It was then that Obi-Wan chose to speak: “Yoda will always be with you.”
Luke turned. “Obi-Wan!”
Obi-Wan’s shimmering apparition materialized before a nearby grove of trees. He moved away from the trees to stand facing Luke.
Advancing toward Obi-Wan’s spirit, Luke said, “Why didn’t you tell me? You told me Vader betrayed and murdered my father.”
“Your father was seduced by the dark side of the Force,” Obi-Wan replied. “He ceased to be Anakin Skywalker and became Darth Vader. When that happened, the good man who was your father was destroyed. So what I told you was true…from a certain point of view.”
“A certain point of view?” Luke echoed. The look on his face made it clear to Obi-Wan that he found the words distasteful.
“Luke, you’re going to find that many of the truths we cling to depend greatly on our own point of view.” Obi-Wan shifted his apparition, easing himself to sit on the moss-covered trunk of a fallen tree. “Anakin was a good friend.”
Luke sat down beside Obi-Wan’s apparition. Obi-Wan continued, “When I first knew him, your father was already a great pilot. But I was amazed how strongly the Force was with him. I took it upon myself to train him as a Jedi. I thought that I could instruct him just as well as Yoda. I was wrong.”
“There is still good in him,” Luke said.
Unconvinced, Obi-Wan said dismissively, “He’s more machine now than man. Twisted and evil.”
Luke shook his head. “I can’t do it, Ben.”
“You cannot escape your destiny. You must face Darth Vader again.”
“I can’t kill my own father.”
Obi-Wan looked away from Luke. “Then the Emperor has already won,” he said with a sigh. “You were our only hope.”
“Yoda spoke of another.”
Obi-Wan returned his gaze to Luke. “The other he spoke of is your twin sister.”
Luke looked baffled. “But I have no sister.”
“To protect you both from the Emperor, you were hidden from your father when you were born. The Emperor knew, as I did, if Anakin were to have any offspring, they would be a threat to him. That is the reason why your sister remains safely anonymous.”
Luke’s eyes went wide with realization. “Leia!” he said. “Leia’s my sister.”
“Your insight serves you well,” Obi-Wan said. Making sure Luke had his complete attention, Obi-Wan continued, “Bury your feelings deep down, Luke. They do you credit. But they could be made to serve the Emperor.”
Luke nodded in agreement.
And then Obi-Wan vanished into the darkness.
Obi-Wan’s spirit was invisible but present when Luke arrived in the Endor system, where the Empire had constructed a new Death Star battle station. When Luke surrendered to Darth Vader on the Endor forest moon, he listened as Luke maintained his belief that a remnant of Anakin Skywalker remained within Vader and had not been entirely consumed by evil. Luke urged his father to let go of his hate.
Vader said, “It is too late for me, son.” Then he signaled to two stormtroopers to escort Luke to a waiting shuttle that would carry them to the Death Star. As the stormtroopers moved up behind Luke, Vader added, “The Emperor will show you the true nature of the Force. He is your Master now.”
Luke stared at Vader for a moment before he said, “Then my father is truly dead.”
Obi-Wan’s spirit wished he had convinced Luke of this fact earlier.
After Vader delivered Luke to the Emperor’s throne room on the Death Star, and the black-cloaked Emperor orchestrated a lightsaber duel to test father against son, Obi-Wan became even more resolved that Luke had been unprepared for the confrontation. He’s afraid of what will happen to Leia if he fails to defeat Vader, Obi-Wan thought. He must kill Vader.
But when Luke finally managed to disarm and subdue Vader, Obi-Wan’s spirit practically cringed when the Emperor fixed his yellow eyes on Luke and said, “Good! Your hate has made you powerful. Now, fulfill your destiny and take your father’s place at my side!”
Obi-Wan feared that he would lose Luke as he had Anakin. But then Luke deactivated his lightsaber, faced the Emperor, and said, “Never!” He flung his lightsaber aside. “I’ll never turn to the dark side. You’ve failed, Your Highness. I am a Jedi, like my father before me.”
The Emperor scowled. “So be it…Jedi.”
And then the Emperor raised his gnarled fingers and unleashed his wrath on Luke, launching bolts of blue lightning at him. Luke screamed and writhed in agony, and then the Emperor released another barrage.
Vader was lying near the throne room’s elevator shaft, where he’d collapsed during his duel with Luke. While the Emperor continued his assault on Luke, Obi-Wan’s spirit monitored Vader as the injured figure staggered to his feet and returned to the Emperor’s side.
“Father, please,” Luke groaned. “Help me.”
Obi-Wan knew that Vader would never help, and he felt almost overwhelmed by a sense of dread. Luke would soon be dead, and Vader would remain the Emperor’s puppet. In fact, Obi-Wan was so convinced of Vader’s nature that he was stunned by what happened next.
Vader grabbed the Emperor and lifted him off his feet. The deadly blue lightning fell away from Luke and arced back from the Emperor’s fingertips and crashed down upon the Sith Lords. Vader carried the Emperor across the throne room and hurled him down into the elevator shaft. A moment later, the Emperor exploded in a great release of dark energy.
Vader collapsed near the edge of the elevator shaft. Luke went to his side and eased his armored body to the floor. A thin, wheezing noise hissed from the ventilator on Vader’s mask. His breathing apparatus was damaged.
Had Obi-Wan’s spirit not witnessed Vader’s action, he never would have believed it. Vader, the same monster that Obi-Wan had left to die on Mustafar, had sacrificed himself to save his son. And suddenly Obi-Wan realized where he had failed. For unlike Luke, Obi-Wan had not only believed that Anakin was completely consumed by the dark side, but had actually refused to believe that any goodness could have rem
ained within Vader. And by refusing to allow that possibility, Obi-Wan had condemned not only his former friend but his own capacity for hope.
Fortunately, Luke’s unwavering faith in his father’s innate goodness had proved to be a stronger force than the power of the dark side.
Obi-Wan recalled what Qui-Gon Jinn’s spirit had told him so long ago, when he said that Obi-Wan was not ready, and that he failed to understand. For so many years, Obi-Wan had thought Qui-Gon meant that he wasn’t ready to comprehend details about Anakin’s conversion to the dark side. But now, he finally understood his Master’s words.
I wasn’t ready to forgive Anakin. And he won’t be entirely free unless I do.
Unfortunately, just as Obi-Wan realized that Anakin Skywalker lived, he also knew that Anakin would not live much longer. As Luke hauled his dying father toward a shuttle, Obi-Wan’s spirit shifted his own psyche to another realm. And he waited.
After Anakin died in his son’s arms, Obi-Wan called out into the void, “Anakin.”
A moment later, Obi-Wan heard a familiar voice return from the darkness. “Obi-Wan? Master, I’m so sorry. So very, very—”
“Anakin, listen carefully,” Obi-Wan interrupted. “You are in the netherworld of the Force, but if you ever wish to revisit corporeal space, then I still have one thing left to teach you. A way to become one with the Force. If you choose this path to immortality, then you must listen now, before your consciousness fades.”
Obi-Wan sensed confusion and remorse in Anakin’s psyche, then Anakin answered, “But Master…why me?”
“Because you ended the horror, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said. “Because you fulfilled the prophecy. Because you were…and are…the Chosen One.”
But Obi-Wan knew in his heart that those were not the only reasons. He added, “Because I was wrong about you. And because I am your friend.”
Anakin answered quietly, “Thank you, Master.”
Luke Skywalker managed to haul his father’s body into an Imperial shuttle and escaped the Death Star before his Rebel Alliance allies destroyed the battle station. After landing on the forest moon, he gathered deadwood to build a funeral pyre to cremate Anakin’s armored remains. As he watched the flames rise into the night sky, he wished he had somehow been able to help his father sooner.
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