DREAMER part 9
Author:
Lia
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Rating: NC-17 or M
Timeline: shortly after ROTJ
Disclaimer: Luke, Han and the whole Star Wars Universe belongs to George Lucas.
Pity.
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With great effort Luke
had managed to blast the doors open using the Force. He felt horribly drained
and dizzy but did his best not to show.
Julian Dronn released the unconscious Falcon and gave Luke a sad smile. He stared
at his own bleeding arms.
“This is not enough to kill me...” he muttered, seeming slightly disappointed.
“You don't have to die.” Luke turned off his lightsaber and offered
his hand. “You didn't do it, did you? The blood you gave me...”
The Dark Hunter turned his back to the young Jedi, looking embarrassed.
“My blood can only prevent the bug from reactivating itself. It will not
cure you. As I told you, this virus you have will never be eliminated. You will
never be able to use your Jedi abilities to the fullest again..”
“I don't care. Not now. I'm just glad to be alive and normal, and
to know you never meant to turn me into a Dark Hunter.”
“Oh, I did mean to do it, child. If I had given you just
a little more of my blood, just two or three drops, you would have been transformed.
You don't know what it is to be so utterly alone in this Universe... When I
first met your father he was badly wounded, almost dead. He had confronted Obi
Wan Kenobi and lost. As I nursed him back to life we became friends... and for
the first time in decades I had someone by my side... a humanoid who could read
my soul like one of my kind. Then Palpatine came and took him from me and I
was alone again. But this time loneliness hurt twice as bad. I wanted you to
be my companion, I thought it would make me miss him less. It wouldn't work,
though, I soon realized it. You are not Anakin.”
“So you wanted to die, didn't you? I bet you weren't even fighting seriously...
you were actually trying to make Han kill you.” Luke offered his hand once
more. “You don't have to die. We will find a way to help you.”
The Dark Hunter laughed bitterly.
“You have too much hope. Your heart is not dark enough.” he glanced
at the young Jedi and sighed in defeat. “Do not pity me. I will not kill
myself if this is what you fear, young one. It is impossible for a Dark Hunter
to commit suicide.”
“It's not pity, I really want to help...”
“It is pity and it is hurting what is left
of my pride. I do not want to speak with you anymore. Farewell, Jedi. Forget
about me and be a nice boy to your lover.”
And with that, he left the clearing at an inhuman speed. In a blink of an eye
he was gone. Luke reached to the small red vial he had put in his pocket –
some drops of the Dark Hunter's blood that, according to the information in
the holodisc, would be enough to produce a vaccin and immunize Leia and any
remaining Force sensitive in the Galaxy from the virus.
“Thank you, Julian...”