Star Wars Journal - The Fight for Justice by Luke Skywalker Read Online Free PDF Page A

father. Other Imperials had just killed what was left of my family. If the Empire could declare war on the Skywalkers, then it was time for the last Skywalker to fight back.
    Ben was all I had left now, the last link to my past, my father—and to my future.
    Even amid all the tears and rage I felt as I stood by the graves, I also felt an odd sort of peace. Like seeking an end to this kind of violence was the right thing to do. Ben says that I felt the stirring of the Force then, and I hope he’s right. Because, for the first time in my life, I was absolutely certain of what to do.
    I was going to help Ben, join the Rebellion, and overthrow the Empire! I was going to make Darth Vader and the Emperor sorry for what they had done. And, with a little luck, I was going to romance a princess…
    Right.
    But we all need dreams to inspire us, and they inspired me. I managed to wipe away the tears and let my anger simmer down as I drove the landspeeder back to Ben. He and the droids had started the funeral pyre, and more Imperial victims were being burned. There had been a lot of deaths, and it was time someone started to pay for it.
    Ben knew what had happened before I told him. He also knew I’d been an idiot to go off alone like that. But he didn’t rub it in. He just waited, a terribly sad expression on his face. I told him what had happened, and how I should have been there to help Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru.
    Ben pointed out that I’d only have been killed, too. I knew that, but it didn’t alter the fact that I felt as if I’d left them to die.
    I know here was no way I could have known in advance that the Imperials would go after my family. Until we’d heard that message in Ben’s house, none of us had a clue as to what was going on.
    Actually, we still don’t. All we know is that Princess Leia Organa managed to put something inside Artoo that the Empire wants very badly. We don’t know what it is. Bail Organa on Alderaan will be able to get the information out and use it. All Ben and I have to do is see that the droid gets there safely. Then, maybe, we’ll find out what all of this is about.
    Anyway, I told Ben some of this, and he nodded. He was glad I’d agreed to come along with him. I got the impression that he’d known, somehow, that I would. He told me how sorry he was, but that he was ready to teach me how to become a Jedi Knight, just like my father.
    My father… I’m sitting here, holding his lightsaber. Ben’s been showing me how to hold it and use it. I’m starting to get the hang of it now, but I know I’ll need to get a lot better before I can actually use it in battle. It’ll be safer for me to stick with my blaster for the time being.
    Ben isn’t telling me everything he knows about my father. And to tell the truth, it’s making me a little mad. I mean, he knew Anakin Skywalker for years, so he knows a lot. Most of it probably isn’t very interesting to him, but it’s stuff I’d love to know. Like, how did my father laugh? Was he always serious, or did he play jokes on people? What was most important to him? What did he like to eat for breakfast? Who were his other friends? Ben doesn’t understand why I want to know this stuff, I can tell.
    And there’s something else, too. He was very… evasive… about how my father died. He only says that Darth Vader killed him. But he won’t say how. And, most important, he didn’t tell me where my parents are buried. I know it’s probably pointless, but I’d really like to visit their graves. I didn’t know them when they were alive, but maybe I’ll learn something just seeing how and where they’re buried.
    Anyway, we set out together for Mos Eisley. I had nothing to hang around for. Almost everything I owned had been destroyed with my uncle’s house. All I had left was the landspeeder, the droids, the clothes I wore, my blaster, and my father’s lightsaber. Plus a few coins in my pockets. It wasn’t much, but it was something, at