Ok, this little spamfic popped into my head after I finally saw Revenge
of the Sith last week. In the spirit of "more than just anime", I
figured I might as well drop it here and see what folk think.
THE STORIES MEN TELL
The Emperor hid the secret of Darth Vader's identity well. Only a tiny
handful would know the truth, until that fateful day over Endor.
The story was put about that Palpatine had sent his apprentice, Darth
Vader, to negotiate the final surrender of the Separatist leaders. To
bring an end to the war, to bring peace to the galaxy. He said that the
Jedi sent asassains, as part of their rebellion against the Senate, to
eliminate Vader, to carry on the war. That they killed the Separatist
leaders in an orgy of mad violence.
As far as the public knew, Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi, heroes
of the Clone Wars, died that day on Mustafar. Darth Vader simply
appeared out of nowhere, already clad in the black armor that would be
his trademark for twenty years of terror.
But I remember the truth. I remember the pain in his eyes. The fear he
felt as he slid into the lava. And I remember, every night, picking up
his lightsaber, turning my back on him, and walking away. Leaving him to
die.
Every night I dream of it, out here in the desert, watching over his
son. I dream, and I remember, and I hope that one day his nightmare will
end.
-- From the journal of Ben Kenobi.