Darkness Falls Chapter 6
Luke walked into Mara's quarters to find her practicing with her lightsaber. She was very quick with her thrusts and spins. All she needed was a deeper knowledge of fighting skills he thought. She would most likely out match him soon enough with time and practice.
"You look frustrated," Mara said, breaking into his train of thoughts.
"What?" he asked startled.
"You seem frustrated," she said again, as she deactivated her lightsaber.
"Oh, it's nothing really," he tried to evade answering, although he was surprised at how well she seemed to read him.
"So what do we do now?" she inquired.
"I guess I'll try and teach you as much as I can about the Force and how to use it," Luke said, although he still felt this was dangerous.
"You still don't think you're good enough for this do you?" she asked, seeing right through him.
Luke stared at her in complete shock. It was as if she could read his mind and his deepest emotions, which was impossible, as he was shielding himself from her. He shook his head, more confused now than ever.
Mara kept her eyes fixed on Luke's blue ones. He seemed to be trying to fight of a wave of surprise at the way she knew what he was feeling. She didn't understand it herself, but she bet it had something to with them being Force mates, as Ben and Yoda had told her. She didn't know when to tell Luke about the appearance of his old masters, but she knew that at the moment he wasn't ready to know. She had to get him talking about what was making him feel guilty.
"Hey Skywalker, you still in there?" she asked, hoping to snap him out of his shock.
"Sorry. No, I don't think I'm the right one to train you, but there is no one else," Luke told her. "But it seems the Force wants us to work together," he added.
"I think so too," she said, surprising him again.
Luke once again looked at her, but he couldn't seem to read how she was dealing with this. He sighed and decided he would try getting her to tell him about it later, for now he decided to start her training.
Han cried out as Ja'non threw him across his cell, his cruel smile grew darker as he approached him again.
"Leia will be down soon to talk to you again. I don't suggest you make her angry," Ja'non told him.
"Why not?" Han asked, trying to get to his feet.
Ja'non's eyes flashed in anger at Han's question and he kicked him again sending him into his bunk. Han cried out in pain, as he pushed himself to his knees to face his attacker.
"You're lucky she likes torturing you, otherwise, I would rip your heart out," he hissed as he faced the ex-smuggler.
"Maybe she still has feelings for me," Han said smugly, enjoying the look of rage that graced the Dark Jedi's face.
Ja'non raised his hand and unleashed a couple of Force bolts that struck Han in the chest. He cried out and rolled around in pain, as the attack increased. The attack finally stopped as Leia entered the cell. Han managed to look up to see the two kissing deeply. He closed his eyes, wishing he were unconscious.
"It seems our latest victory has turned the new rebellion into a bunch of cowards," Leia said smugly, as she eyed the broken figure of her ex-lover.
"Don't bet on it," Han managed to spit out.
Leia stared coldly at him, as he pushed himself to his knees to stare back. His eyes were filled with defiance and hate and it pleased her to no end to know he was still fighting her. It meant she would have more fun breaking him. She walked over to him and knelt in front of him.
"When we capture them, you'll watch them all die slowly, before your own end," she told him.
"Luke will stop you before that ever happens," Han said with complete faith in his friend.
"Skywalker is dead," Ja'non said, trying to break Han's strong belief in his friend.
"Don't believe you," Han said, finally pushing himself to his feet.
Leia stood as well and Han decided to take a chance and pushed her over and jumped Ja'non before he could strike. He quickly began strangling the man who had brought all this misery on the galaxy. Ja'non's eyes were now engulfed with barely contained rage and hatred.
Leia came to her feet slowly a bit surprised Han still had the will to attack. She watched as he tried to choke her lover to death. She was surprised she felt a small tug of hope rush through her, before she stamped it out. She raised her hand and with the force slung Han into the far wall. He slumped down to the floor, a bit shocked at the attack, before he could regain his feet Ja'non unleashed a long bolt of Force lightning, knocking him out cold.
"Next time he dies," Ja'non hissed at his queen, before storming away.
Leia turned back to where Han lay unconscious. She didn't understand the small rush of hope that had risen, when he had been chocking Ja'non. Was it possible she still had feelings for him and wished him to take Ja'non's place? She shook her head confused, before leaving Han to the coldness of his cell.
Luke fell hard against the wall from the back kick Mara had executed on him. It had taken him by surprise. It was now clear to him, that she knew how to defend herself with both weapons and hand to hand combat.
"Okay, that's enough for now," he said, allowing himself to sink to the floor.
Mara gave him a sly grin, before sitting down herself. She was obviously pleased with her efforts.
"Luke, we need to talk," Mara told him, deciding now was the best time to start.
"About what?" he asked, looking at her intently.
"Our pasts," she said, watching him carefully.
Luke stared at her for a few minutes, as he battled with his emotions. For some reason he couldn't understand, he decided to tell her about his past. The look in her eyes made his defenses slip away and he dropped his shields, allowing her to read him fully if she could.
"Okay, but first let's get something to eat," he agreed.