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Necessary Lies by MJ Mink (PG-13)
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sansenmage, driving the Star Wars Reccer for November. My mission is to rec stories that defy fanon conventions--well, or at least offer character insight. Enjoy the ride, but please buckle up for the jump to hypersapce.
Fandom: STAR WARS OT
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: MJ Mink & Friends Fan Fiction Page
Why this must be read: To many, it may seem MJ Mink has written dozens of stories where Luke joins his father. That may be the case, but this older story utilizes Sith manipulation to the highest degree before, well, anyone knew much about the Sith. The set-up is another diplomatictrap mission where Luke is forced to chose the fate of his friends. This may seem conventional, but add complications of assassanation plots and mistaken lovers; then the dynamics are superb!
Han escaped the after-dinner drinks session as quickly as he could. After Luke's decidedly undiplomatic exit, he didn't want to duplicate the indiscretion so he waited for a chance to disappear and go in search of his young friend. Something told him that Luke was not in danger--at least not physically--but still he was filled with unease. He searched the remainder of the second floor and found nothing, then traveled downstairs. At the entrance to the greatroom, he hesitated and slowed his steps. Luke was there, he could feel it. Didn't know how or why, but his great instincts had come through for him again. He slid aside the silent door and peered in, taking a moment to adjust his vision to the darkness.
He'd expected anything but this. Anything--anything else would have been preferable! But there stood Luke in Vader's embrace, a big black hand caressing his face, and they were holding each other like they would never let go. Shocked, Han backed out quickly and noiselessly. Leaned against the wall outside the room, trying to comprehend what he'd seen.
It was too much to assimilate. Luke...and Vader? His stomach churned. He wanted to deny the evidence his eyes had offered, deny what his thoughts screamed at him--but no logical denial could be found. Luke and Vader...lovers. Han closed his eyes in pain. How had it happened--when had it happened? When did they have a chance to meet each other? Luke had known Vader would be at this conference. Knew and didn't tell anyone until it was too late to turn back. So this was what happened at Bespin, this travesty of a romance? And yet...he remembered helping Luke when he fell from the antenna below Cloud City. The boy had been gravely wounded, battered and bleeding, hurt more than physically. So when...?
Necessary Lies
sansenmage, driving the Star Wars Reccer for November. My mission is to rec stories that defy fanon conventions--well, or at least offer character insight. Enjoy the ride, but please buckle up for the jump to hypersapce. Fandom: STAR WARS OT
Pairing: None
Author on LJ: N/A
Author Website: MJ Mink & Friends Fan Fiction Page
Why this must be read: To many, it may seem MJ Mink has written dozens of stories where Luke joins his father. That may be the case, but this older story utilizes Sith manipulation to the highest degree before, well, anyone knew much about the Sith. The set-up is another diplomatic
Han escaped the after-dinner drinks session as quickly as he could. After Luke's decidedly undiplomatic exit, he didn't want to duplicate the indiscretion so he waited for a chance to disappear and go in search of his young friend. Something told him that Luke was not in danger--at least not physically--but still he was filled with unease. He searched the remainder of the second floor and found nothing, then traveled downstairs. At the entrance to the greatroom, he hesitated and slowed his steps. Luke was there, he could feel it. Didn't know how or why, but his great instincts had come through for him again. He slid aside the silent door and peered in, taking a moment to adjust his vision to the darkness.
He'd expected anything but this. Anything--anything else would have been preferable! But there stood Luke in Vader's embrace, a big black hand caressing his face, and they were holding each other like they would never let go. Shocked, Han backed out quickly and noiselessly. Leaned against the wall outside the room, trying to comprehend what he'd seen.
It was too much to assimilate. Luke...and Vader? His stomach churned. He wanted to deny the evidence his eyes had offered, deny what his thoughts screamed at him--but no logical denial could be found. Luke and Vader...lovers. Han closed his eyes in pain. How had it happened--when had it happened? When did they have a chance to meet each other? Luke had known Vader would be at this conference. Knew and didn't tell anyone until it was too late to turn back. So this was what happened at Bespin, this travesty of a romance? And yet...he remembered helping Luke when he fell from the antenna below Cloud City. The boy had been gravely wounded, battered and bleeding, hurt more than physically. So when...?
Necessary Lies