SUMMARY NOTE: Takes place right after "A New Hope". This is inspired by the comment that Han Solo made at Echo Base regarding him leaving the rebellion.... 'that bounty hunter at Ord Mantell changed my mind...'
This is the story that tells how Han and the gang was 'persuaded' in such a way..........................
NOTE: *....*means character though
//....//means telepathic messages/ message sent through the mind (duh....lol)
~*~*~*~*~*means dream/flashback
((....))means my own thoughts on whatever-freaky-twist-of-plot-unravels!!!
Thanks to warrior_princess4 for helping me on the mild humor in this fic! It is greatly appreciated, considering all I really do is angsty stuff
.....
Dramatis Personae:
Luke: enough said....a sexy Jedi...GL's character
Han: need I elaborate? A hot smuggler....GL's character
Leia: why must I go on.....GL's character
Elise: a bounty huntress who is out for the 'perfect catch.' She later finds out that there is more to life than the chase.
X: Elise's pet/partner....he is a large, muscular, wolf-like dog! He has body of a wolf, yet the heart of a puppy...a very wolfish, mean puppy at times...
Mud: Elise's Astromech droid/ copilot which is usually dirty and smeared with mud from one planet or another....needless to say, that is where the droid got it's name!
The Perfect Catch
Ch. 1
"Hey, Luke! When do you think her worshipfulness's gonna be ready? We've been waiting for the past 3/4ths of the hour,"Han asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
As he and Luke sat there, waiting for Leia to be ready, Han wished for the third time that day that his friend Chewbacca were there with him. He banished the thought from his mind once again.
The Imperial authorities would have found it rather suspicious to see a 7 foot tall Wookiee strolling through the streets of Ord Mantell.
Luke arched an eyebrow. "Well, Han, what do you expect? She's a woman. They typically do this kind of thing..."
Just then, Leia burst through the door, clad in formal, diplomatic dress. They had a meeting with the underground Rebellion officials of Ord Mantell in less than 10 minutes.
"It's about time...."Han began, but was cut off by a withering look from Leia.
The three rebels rushed out of their quarters towards their meeting place.
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty hunter looked at the chronometer. The meeting of the rebels should be ending any time now........any time now.
The bounty hunter rechecked the calculations that had been so carefully plotted out from earlier. Yes, everything was in order.
The rebels should be exiting the building in ....
3.....
2.......
1.....
Now.
The bounty hunter picked up her sniper rifle. She aimed carefully at the door. The door opened and she fired.
* * * * * * * * *
Han froze as a blaster bolt pinged off the wall right where his head had been only moments ago. With a short cry of panic, all three rebels scrambled for cover.
As the bounty hunter watched the rebels dive for protection from the unseen assault, she could only curse herself for missing that easy target.
*how in the world did I miss that one? It was so easy......he was sitting there like a completely inebriated ewok on a spice freighter!!*
Luke looked around, drawing his lightsaber. Leia pulled her holdout blaster pistol out, ready for another attack. Han grabbed his blaster, completely aware of every movement around him.
The bounty hunter on the roof gave a small, weary sigh as she saw her target arming himself. Oh well, there went the easy job. The chase would begin now. Yet she would win, as usual. She always got her catch. Resistance, in the end, was futile.
The Empire was offering a large reward for the one called Skywalker, therefore, she went for the job. Vader had even hired her personally. Nothing was like a nice chase to raise the spirits of a bounty hunter.
Later, if all went well, she could consider returning for Solo's bounty, yet nothing was set in stone, yet.
The bounty huntress slipped on her helmet, concealing the dark curls that fell around her shoulders and down her back. Her icy blue eyes flashed with a thrill of determined excitement.
Let the chase begin.
* * * * * * * * *
"What was that?"Han asked when no further shots came.
Luke shrugged. Their attacker was nowhere to be seen. In fact, they did not even know where their attacker had come from in the first place. "I have no idea,"he replied, his gaze searching intently for a suspicious looking figure.
Leia glanced at her two companions. "Well, Han, I thought that would be blatantly obvious! We were under attack........
Well................I suppose we should go. I don't see any danger and we have to leave. If we stay any longer past our limit on the docking bay we have, the Stormtroopers will begin to suspect us of something, considering that we are wanted,"Leia pointed out, her voice laced with sarcasm.
They arose cautiously from their cover.....................
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty huntress picked up a small smoke grenade. The rebels stood and began to walk down the street warily.
The huntress allowed herself a predatory smile. They would not get far.
Then, she tossed the smoke grenade into the crowded streets of Ord Mantell.
* * * * * * * * *
Mass panic suddenly ensued around Han, Luke, and Leia as an explosion rocked the ground. Smoke filled the air.
As the crowd seemed to thicken along with the air, the rebels were pushed—or thrown, rather—apart. Han grabbed Leia's wrist, determined to protect the sarcastic ex-princess. When he looked up, he saw that Luke was nowhere to be found.
As the crowd began to run in a chaotic flood, Luke was drug across the street from his friends, swept away in the tide of bodies. He pressed himself into an alley to wait out the panicked crowd.
A small danger warning went off in the back of his mind. His untrained use of the Force was practically screaming that something was wrong. Suddenly, a boot connected with the back of his head.
Luke fell with a soft thud to the alley floor, spots dancing before his eyes. He rolled swiftly to his feet, lightsaber lit in hand. A black clad figure was but a blur in the corner of his vision as the person maneuvered quickly to get behind him
The figure leapt from behind, swinging the butt of their blaster rifle at his head. Luke whirled just in time. The lightsaber swung at the slender figure.
Sharpened reflexes were the only thing that kept the frame of the attacker from being bisected. The lightsaber raked itself across the figure's ribcage, grazing their side.
The figure hit the ground hard, somersaulting to their feet. They drew a vibroshiv and threw it. Luke ducked, realizing all too late that the vibroshiv was a distraction.
The butt of his attacker's blaster rifle connected hard with his jaw, sending him falling to the alley floor in a flash of pain.
The last thing he heard before darkness enveloped his vision was the soft words of his attacker.
"Heh....loser..."
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty huntress looked down at her target, who was now unconscious on the alley floor. She knelt next to him, inspecting the bruise that was spreading across his jawline. Nothing major. The rebel would just wake up with a splitting headache.
She took a deep breath, pushing past the burning pain in her side. She picked up his lightsaber and clipped it to her own belt.
She hauled his limp form up over her shoulder, grunting from the effort of holding someone who weighed more than her.
*Dang....this guy's heavier than a bantha........*she thought cynically, then turned her thoughts to the task at hand. She had to get Skywalker to her ship before his comrades saw and the smoke cleared.
The bounty huntress stepped out into the streets under the cover of the smoke.
* * * * * * * * *
Han squinted through the smoke. A figure clad in black was jogging at a fairly good speed with something slung over their shoulder.
That something looked oddly familiar.....................
LUKE!
Han grabbed Leia's arm, dragging her with him as he sprinted out across the street towards the unidentified figure who was hauling Luke away.
The figure turned as they heard the footsteps pressing heavily behind them. They keyed in some commands into their commlink. Suddenly, the roar of a ship filled the air. The ship, a J- type Nubian, hovered above the ground, flying towards the slender frame of Luke's captor.
Han sped his pace up, desperately trying to aid his unconscious friend. Still, the smuggler's efforts were in vain as the figure threw Luke up onto the ramp of the ship, pulling themselves up onto the ramp after them.
Han watched in dismay as the ship took off, leaving Ord Mantell along with his friend.
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty huntress pulled herself into the ship, closing the ramp behind her. She ran up to the cockpit, steering the ship off of it's autopilot and out of the atmosphere of Ord Mantell.
She was about to put the ship into hyperspace to Coruscant, but stopped as she heard a small siren going off. Her hyperdrive was broken, once again. She glanced down at her astromech droid, Mud.
"Mud, the hyperdrive is busted yet again......so, I need you to pilot us to Coruscant. I don't trust that stupid autopilot to go long distances, therefore, I entrust you with the job. Alert me if anything happens,"she said.
When the dirty green droid beeped an affirmative reply, she walked back into the passenger cabin of her ship where her latest 'catch' was laying there, in a state of semi- consciousness.
The bounty huntress picked up some binders, securing her prey. She drug the half- conscious rebel up onto a bunk. "X? Get me the medical kit,"she called.
A few moments later, a large, wolf-like dog emerged from another passenger cabin, a medical kit in it's mouth. The dog growled, it's gray eyes flashing with curiosity as he prodded his master's latest victim with the tip of his nose.
"X, bad boy......No, you cannot eat him,"the bounty huntress replied sternly to her pet/partner's growl.
The dog whimpered slightly with distaste, then laid down beside the bunk. The bounty huntress picked up a pack of ice and pressed it to Luke's head. Upon feeling the cold touch, Luke's consciousness jumped to tangibility.
"What? Where.....?"Luke questioned, disoriented. His head throbbed horribly, making it difficult to form coherent sentences. Luke opened his eyes. His vision swam for a moment, then focused. A black clad figure sat next to the bunk he was laying on. A helmet covered the figure's head and face. "Who are you?"
The bounty huntress turned and looked at Luke. She pulled her helmet off, her black curls cascading down her back. Silver and blue streaks ran in various places through the dark mane of hair, catching the light as the tresses dropped from their prison.
"That, Skywalker, is not important...but if you must know, I am Elise,"the huntress replied, her icy blue gaze studying her most recent 'victim'.
Luke nodded, wincing at the pain the small movement caused. "Why am I here?"
"That, Skywalker, is also an irrelevant question, considering that you will find out soon enough.....but since I feel that I should indulge you, you are destined for Coruscant. You are something of a wanted man by that creepy twit Darth Vader,"Elise explained, stroking the dog at her feet absently.
Luke would have smiled in amusement at the description of Darth Vader that the bounty hunter gave, yet the circumstances were too serious for that. The young woman standing before him was leading him to his death, not entertaining him.
Elise stood, patting her pet on it's head. "Well, Skywalker.......most bounty hunters use drugs to transport their catches through long space voyages, yet I dislike that tactic. I will leave you without the influence of such paralyzation injections if you make no attempt to escape.
If you do make an attempt at escape, you realize it will be in vain.....it will only harm you. My dog, X, will make sure that you get no further than the door of the passenger cabin.
When you fail, I will then put you under the influence of some horrible drug. Got it?"Elise warned, moving towards the door.
Luke nodded his understanding mutely. He looked down at the potentially menacing looking animal on the floor. The dog growled softly in response to his stare. Luke sighed and leaned back against the bunk.
This was not good....not good at all.
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Hey, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please review!
REVIEWS ARE LIKE OXYGEN...ALL I NEED IS REVIEWS..lol...anywayz.....
If you have any questions on characters.....please ask! Any comments? REVIEW! Lol.....
Signing out for now,
Lina Skye
This is the story that tells how Han and the gang was 'persuaded' in such a way..........................
NOTE: *....*means character though
//....//means telepathic messages/ message sent through the mind (duh....lol)
~*~*~*~*~*means dream/flashback
((....))means my own thoughts on whatever-freaky-twist-of-plot-unravels!!!
Thanks to warrior_princess4 for helping me on the mild humor in this fic! It is greatly appreciated, considering all I really do is angsty stuff
.....
Dramatis Personae:
Luke: enough said....a sexy Jedi...GL's character
Han: need I elaborate? A hot smuggler....GL's character
Leia: why must I go on.....GL's character
Elise: a bounty huntress who is out for the 'perfect catch.' She later finds out that there is more to life than the chase.
X: Elise's pet/partner....he is a large, muscular, wolf-like dog! He has body of a wolf, yet the heart of a puppy...a very wolfish, mean puppy at times...
Mud: Elise's Astromech droid/ copilot which is usually dirty and smeared with mud from one planet or another....needless to say, that is where the droid got it's name!
The Perfect Catch
Ch. 1
"Hey, Luke! When do you think her worshipfulness's gonna be ready? We've been waiting for the past 3/4ths of the hour,"Han asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
As he and Luke sat there, waiting for Leia to be ready, Han wished for the third time that day that his friend Chewbacca were there with him. He banished the thought from his mind once again.
The Imperial authorities would have found it rather suspicious to see a 7 foot tall Wookiee strolling through the streets of Ord Mantell.
Luke arched an eyebrow. "Well, Han, what do you expect? She's a woman. They typically do this kind of thing..."
Just then, Leia burst through the door, clad in formal, diplomatic dress. They had a meeting with the underground Rebellion officials of Ord Mantell in less than 10 minutes.
"It's about time...."Han began, but was cut off by a withering look from Leia.
The three rebels rushed out of their quarters towards their meeting place.
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty hunter looked at the chronometer. The meeting of the rebels should be ending any time now........any time now.
The bounty hunter rechecked the calculations that had been so carefully plotted out from earlier. Yes, everything was in order.
The rebels should be exiting the building in ....
3.....
2.......
1.....
Now.
The bounty hunter picked up her sniper rifle. She aimed carefully at the door. The door opened and she fired.
* * * * * * * * *
Han froze as a blaster bolt pinged off the wall right where his head had been only moments ago. With a short cry of panic, all three rebels scrambled for cover.
As the bounty hunter watched the rebels dive for protection from the unseen assault, she could only curse herself for missing that easy target.
*how in the world did I miss that one? It was so easy......he was sitting there like a completely inebriated ewok on a spice freighter!!*
Luke looked around, drawing his lightsaber. Leia pulled her holdout blaster pistol out, ready for another attack. Han grabbed his blaster, completely aware of every movement around him.
The bounty hunter on the roof gave a small, weary sigh as she saw her target arming himself. Oh well, there went the easy job. The chase would begin now. Yet she would win, as usual. She always got her catch. Resistance, in the end, was futile.
The Empire was offering a large reward for the one called Skywalker, therefore, she went for the job. Vader had even hired her personally. Nothing was like a nice chase to raise the spirits of a bounty hunter.
Later, if all went well, she could consider returning for Solo's bounty, yet nothing was set in stone, yet.
The bounty huntress slipped on her helmet, concealing the dark curls that fell around her shoulders and down her back. Her icy blue eyes flashed with a thrill of determined excitement.
Let the chase begin.
* * * * * * * * *
"What was that?"Han asked when no further shots came.
Luke shrugged. Their attacker was nowhere to be seen. In fact, they did not even know where their attacker had come from in the first place. "I have no idea,"he replied, his gaze searching intently for a suspicious looking figure.
Leia glanced at her two companions. "Well, Han, I thought that would be blatantly obvious! We were under attack........
Well................I suppose we should go. I don't see any danger and we have to leave. If we stay any longer past our limit on the docking bay we have, the Stormtroopers will begin to suspect us of something, considering that we are wanted,"Leia pointed out, her voice laced with sarcasm.
They arose cautiously from their cover.....................
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty huntress picked up a small smoke grenade. The rebels stood and began to walk down the street warily.
The huntress allowed herself a predatory smile. They would not get far.
Then, she tossed the smoke grenade into the crowded streets of Ord Mantell.
* * * * * * * * *
Mass panic suddenly ensued around Han, Luke, and Leia as an explosion rocked the ground. Smoke filled the air.
As the crowd seemed to thicken along with the air, the rebels were pushed—or thrown, rather—apart. Han grabbed Leia's wrist, determined to protect the sarcastic ex-princess. When he looked up, he saw that Luke was nowhere to be found.
As the crowd began to run in a chaotic flood, Luke was drug across the street from his friends, swept away in the tide of bodies. He pressed himself into an alley to wait out the panicked crowd.
A small danger warning went off in the back of his mind. His untrained use of the Force was practically screaming that something was wrong. Suddenly, a boot connected with the back of his head.
Luke fell with a soft thud to the alley floor, spots dancing before his eyes. He rolled swiftly to his feet, lightsaber lit in hand. A black clad figure was but a blur in the corner of his vision as the person maneuvered quickly to get behind him
The figure leapt from behind, swinging the butt of their blaster rifle at his head. Luke whirled just in time. The lightsaber swung at the slender figure.
Sharpened reflexes were the only thing that kept the frame of the attacker from being bisected. The lightsaber raked itself across the figure's ribcage, grazing their side.
The figure hit the ground hard, somersaulting to their feet. They drew a vibroshiv and threw it. Luke ducked, realizing all too late that the vibroshiv was a distraction.
The butt of his attacker's blaster rifle connected hard with his jaw, sending him falling to the alley floor in a flash of pain.
The last thing he heard before darkness enveloped his vision was the soft words of his attacker.
"Heh....loser..."
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty huntress looked down at her target, who was now unconscious on the alley floor. She knelt next to him, inspecting the bruise that was spreading across his jawline. Nothing major. The rebel would just wake up with a splitting headache.
She took a deep breath, pushing past the burning pain in her side. She picked up his lightsaber and clipped it to her own belt.
She hauled his limp form up over her shoulder, grunting from the effort of holding someone who weighed more than her.
*Dang....this guy's heavier than a bantha........*she thought cynically, then turned her thoughts to the task at hand. She had to get Skywalker to her ship before his comrades saw and the smoke cleared.
The bounty huntress stepped out into the streets under the cover of the smoke.
* * * * * * * * *
Han squinted through the smoke. A figure clad in black was jogging at a fairly good speed with something slung over their shoulder.
That something looked oddly familiar.....................
LUKE!
Han grabbed Leia's arm, dragging her with him as he sprinted out across the street towards the unidentified figure who was hauling Luke away.
The figure turned as they heard the footsteps pressing heavily behind them. They keyed in some commands into their commlink. Suddenly, the roar of a ship filled the air. The ship, a J- type Nubian, hovered above the ground, flying towards the slender frame of Luke's captor.
Han sped his pace up, desperately trying to aid his unconscious friend. Still, the smuggler's efforts were in vain as the figure threw Luke up onto the ramp of the ship, pulling themselves up onto the ramp after them.
Han watched in dismay as the ship took off, leaving Ord Mantell along with his friend.
* * * * * * * * *
The bounty huntress pulled herself into the ship, closing the ramp behind her. She ran up to the cockpit, steering the ship off of it's autopilot and out of the atmosphere of Ord Mantell.
She was about to put the ship into hyperspace to Coruscant, but stopped as she heard a small siren going off. Her hyperdrive was broken, once again. She glanced down at her astromech droid, Mud.
"Mud, the hyperdrive is busted yet again......so, I need you to pilot us to Coruscant. I don't trust that stupid autopilot to go long distances, therefore, I entrust you with the job. Alert me if anything happens,"she said.
When the dirty green droid beeped an affirmative reply, she walked back into the passenger cabin of her ship where her latest 'catch' was laying there, in a state of semi- consciousness.
The bounty huntress picked up some binders, securing her prey. She drug the half- conscious rebel up onto a bunk. "X? Get me the medical kit,"she called.
A few moments later, a large, wolf-like dog emerged from another passenger cabin, a medical kit in it's mouth. The dog growled, it's gray eyes flashing with curiosity as he prodded his master's latest victim with the tip of his nose.
"X, bad boy......No, you cannot eat him,"the bounty huntress replied sternly to her pet/partner's growl.
The dog whimpered slightly with distaste, then laid down beside the bunk. The bounty huntress picked up a pack of ice and pressed it to Luke's head. Upon feeling the cold touch, Luke's consciousness jumped to tangibility.
"What? Where.....?"Luke questioned, disoriented. His head throbbed horribly, making it difficult to form coherent sentences. Luke opened his eyes. His vision swam for a moment, then focused. A black clad figure sat next to the bunk he was laying on. A helmet covered the figure's head and face. "Who are you?"
The bounty huntress turned and looked at Luke. She pulled her helmet off, her black curls cascading down her back. Silver and blue streaks ran in various places through the dark mane of hair, catching the light as the tresses dropped from their prison.
"That, Skywalker, is not important...but if you must know, I am Elise,"the huntress replied, her icy blue gaze studying her most recent 'victim'.
Luke nodded, wincing at the pain the small movement caused. "Why am I here?"
"That, Skywalker, is also an irrelevant question, considering that you will find out soon enough.....but since I feel that I should indulge you, you are destined for Coruscant. You are something of a wanted man by that creepy twit Darth Vader,"Elise explained, stroking the dog at her feet absently.
Luke would have smiled in amusement at the description of Darth Vader that the bounty hunter gave, yet the circumstances were too serious for that. The young woman standing before him was leading him to his death, not entertaining him.
Elise stood, patting her pet on it's head. "Well, Skywalker.......most bounty hunters use drugs to transport their catches through long space voyages, yet I dislike that tactic. I will leave you without the influence of such paralyzation injections if you make no attempt to escape.
If you do make an attempt at escape, you realize it will be in vain.....it will only harm you. My dog, X, will make sure that you get no further than the door of the passenger cabin.
When you fail, I will then put you under the influence of some horrible drug. Got it?"Elise warned, moving towards the door.
Luke nodded his understanding mutely. He looked down at the potentially menacing looking animal on the floor. The dog growled softly in response to his stare. Luke sighed and leaned back against the bunk.
This was not good....not good at all.
*********************************
Hey, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please review!
REVIEWS ARE LIKE OXYGEN...ALL I NEED IS REVIEWS..lol...anywayz.....
If you have any questions on characters.....please ask! Any comments? REVIEW! Lol.....
Signing out for now,
Lina Skye