"Can my father be saved?" Luke looked down. He had been dying to ask this question for a long time now. Amara's eyes focused on her nephew. His question was enough to cause her to go completely silent once more. She had asked herself this question many times since she realized Luke was his son. Since she realized the emperor now had a threat. "The day Obi-Wan struck down Anakin, was the last time I saw him as himself before he was burned. As it happened though, you would think Anakin would have been yelling out of hatred, but he wasn't. He was calling out to me...to help him. I wanted to reach my hand out but I was too late. It's not too late for you though. You can save him Luke..." ||Episode VI|| *Nah I don't own Star Wars. I only dream I do. Only Amara, Rita and a few more original characters are mine as well as my individual plots, lines and all that good stuff. Everything else goes to the creator of Star Wars and Lucasfilms/Disney*