This is my first Story, so no hate please. I do not own Star Wars, The Chronicles of Narnia, or Lord of the Rings. All rights to there respected owners. I will do my best to update quickly, keep characters and facts of their original story's as true as possible, and of course I will do my best with spelling and grammar. Sorry, I misspelled the title and it was to late for me to catch it.
Luke Skywalker prepped his X-wing. Artoo warbled a comment from the astromech socket.
" I don't know Artoo. After the Empire found our base on Hoth, I don't know were the new one is going to be." Artoo chirped a reply.
" No I don't think they'll go back to Dantooiene."
" Excuse me, um where am I?"
Luke tuned around. The carrier of the voice was tall, wearing an interesting cloak of an unknown stile; a strange container was strapped to his back with long feather-coated sticks sticking out of it. His long blond hair that fell as strait as the sticks in his container, ended just past his shoulders. The stranger held a rod as long as he was tall. It was curved on both ends. " I would like to know were I am, and what I'm doing here." He said again in a formal voice. He removed a feathered stick and put it against the rod.
" Uh, you're on the Home I. The Rebel's flag ship." He explained a little perplexed. " And you are?"
" I am Legolas." He said.
" Well, Legolas, I'm Luke Skywalker. I don't recognize you. Are you new to the Rebel Alliance?"
" Rebel Alliance?" He gave Luke an equally confused look. " I was hunting an Orc pack when I was transported here. I know nothing of this Rebel Alliance." An audible edge crept into his voice and demeanor.
" Maybe we should have a medic check you out." Luke said flicking on his comlink.
" What is a 'medic'." Legolas asked. Luke gave him a startled look.
" We need a medic down in Hanger 12." He turned to the new comer, " I medic is like a doctor." Turning back to his comlink he continued to speak into it, " Leia, we have a guest in Hanger 12. Requesting assistance."
" All right, I'm sending a squad down now." A female voice said.
" Thank you." Luke severed the transmission. Artoo whistled, startling Legolas. He raised his bow and pointed it at the droid, still in its socket.
" What is that?"
" What? That? It's just Artoo." That didn't seem to help. " You know, my droid?" Legolas still didn't ease. " My robot?" R2-D2 shouted an offended beep. The young Jedi turned, " Sorry, I thought it might make him understand." Facing Legolas again he asked, " You do understand, right?"
He shook his head, " I am an Elf. I do not understand these things."
Know it was Luke's turn to be confused. " What's an Elf? Is one of those water people from Bespine?"
Before Legolas could answer the security squad and appeared in the doorway. Legolas shifted his weapon at the incoming group.
" There's no need for that." He said moving toward him. But the Elf wouldn't budge. Luke stretched out with the Force. He could not sense the stranger in front of him. " You do not need that." He said casually waving his hand. But Legolas didn't respond. Keeping a wary eye on the solders coming at him.
" Commander Skywalker," the leader said. " We are requested to take this prisoner to the detention level."
Luke opened his mouth to correct the captain, when one of Legolas' thought to be sticks, came hurtling into the captain's chest plate. Shocked, Luke saw that the end had a sharp, sleek arrow on it that penetrated the soldier's armor. The captain pulled the arrow from his armor, unfazed. Apparently, Legolas thought it would kill him, for when the leader continued speaking to Luke, he stared at the hole that it left. He stood transfixed on it till one of the rookies attempted to take his bow from him. Big mistake. Legolas swung his bow around hitting, the young officer's face knocking him to the ground. A second officer tried to stop him but failed, as did the rest of the squad. The whole thing only took a matter of seconds. Luke thumbed on his lightsaber, igniting the green blade. Legolas froze, studying the energy blade.
" What is it?" he asked. Luke flicked it from side to side.
" It is a lightsaber." Legolas reached out to touch it. " Be careful, it hurts quite a bit." Luke warned. He flexed his mechanical hand. Yeah, quite a bit. He thought.
Instantly Legolas retracted his hand. Upon that moment when Legolas appeared to trust Luke more security personnel rushed in. The Elf sprinted with amazing agility and speed, that only a Jedi could posses. He dashed after the alleged stranger.
