Prologue:

The Millennium Falcon fell out of hyperspace, and into a band of frigates. They moved slowly, and it seemed that something was wrong.

Han Solo sat in the cockpit, with his co-pilot and best friend Chewbacca at his side. Luke Skywalker, his brother in law, stood behind them, lightsaber in hand.

"We need to board Han." Luke said.

Han flicked a few switches and turned on his radio. There was a fuzzy noise of the other end.

"Hello? This is the ship Millennium Falcon! May we board?"

More fuzz. Han turned the radio off, and Chewbacca grabbed his bowcaster from beside his chair.

"Good ol' Chewie, ready for a fight at a moments notice." Han laughed.

"Let's board one of these frigates Han, pick one…" Suddenly, an explosion threw the Falcon into one of the frigates.

"SITHSPAWN!" Yelled Luke as the frigates exploded. The one the Falcon was stuck near exploded, and the Falcon flew haphazardly through the air.

"The drives aren't working. I can't get this thing to fly at all!" Han yelled. Flashing red lights went off and a pleasant computerized voice told the crew to get into escape pods.

Chewie barked up.

"I know Chewie. Let's get this thing fixed up!" Han and Chewie unbuckled their safety harnesses and ran to the back of the ship. Luke ran to one of the cannons and climbed the ladder into the seat. He sat, and activated the cannon.

He then noticed a pair of TIE fighters coming at him.

"Han, we have a problem!"
"WHAT?" Han yelled.

"There are TIE's coming at us!"
"SHOOT THEM!"
Luke proceeded to do so, but found that the Falcon was shaking too much. His accuracy was completely off, and it was only by luck that he hit one of the TIEs.

Chewie let out a big Wookie yelp and suddenly there was a crash.

"It's too shaky!" Han yelled.

Luke tried to shoot at another incoming TIE, but the bolts just flew off into oblivion.

"Sithspawn!" Luke yelled.

More explosions rocked the Falcon, and Luke found himself falling out of the cannons seat. He landed on his feet thanks to the force, but fell again due to another explosion.

"Han, I think there's something you should see."

"Not now Luke!"

Luke looked out of the cockpits view port and saw a large Star Destroyer. Luke cursed again.

"Hands up!" yelled two men behind him.

Luke threw his hands in the air. Storm troopers surrounded him. Han and Chewie were thrown next to Luke, Chewie getting vicious and swiping at the troopers.

One of the troopers shot Chewie with a stun blast. He fell to the ground with a THUD!

"The Sith Blood will use its tractor beam and you will meet up with our Leader."

Luke nodded and sat down, meditating. It did not make him nervous at all that ten guns were being pointed at him.

Han on the other hand, found the next five minutes to be some of the longest in his life.

Soon, they were taken into the hangar of the Star Destroyer, where they met with a man wearing a long black cloak, and had a lightsaber dangling at his hip.

"Hello there Skywalker. I am known as Lord Firus. I knew your father, and would like to talk to you about him."

"Why do these storm troopers follow you?"

"Because, they were looking for employment and someone to continue their little Imperial Army."