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Chapter 1: Flashbacks and Memories
Five year old Luke Skywalker and his best friend, seven year old Biggs Darklighter, were quietly walking home from school, thinking over what life would be like from now on now that the Rebels had made a small, secluded base on Tatooine. The two had overheard a few of the older kids talking about a Rebel In Training base the was coming soon and wanted to join. Biggs because there was nothing eles to do on the dust ball, and Luke because he wanted revenge on the Empire when he got old enough to leave.
The two friends had decided to walk through the Canyon to see if there was any illegal Pod Raccing going on that day, but there wasn't. So they continued walking on in silence, wishing for some excitement. Unfortunatly for them, their wish came true.
The two boys stopped dead when they heard growling. Turning around slowly, Luke and Biggs gasped at the site before them before screaming and running. Biggs found a small creavece in the canyon wall, big enough for himself and Luke, but not for the creature. Luke wasn't so lucky as to get inside before he was pulled back, thrown to the ground, and bit.
A twenty-two year old Luke Skywalker woke with a start. He hated that dream with a passion, as it was, unfortunatly for him, true. Because of that monster, he couldn't touch silver, had to drink the nastiest medication ever made one week a month, and turned into a monster himself once every month, while getting mood swings around said time and had cravings for chocolate.
There were some pros to the curse, though, Luke thought with a sad sigh. He could see, hear, smell, and had better reflexes than any other humans, it took a lot to get him drunk, and he never got a hangover. There was also an underground world where full-humans couldn't get into, as there was a spell or something keeping them out. The universal name for it was the Underworld, but every race and planet had a different name for it.
While there, the creatures looked normal in there human form, no scars or anything. They could even use the curse at will. One of Luke's old friends, whose family had been and still was royalty, lived down there as he and his entire family were Vampires. After his father had died, James Potter had been crowned King of the Vampires. Luke had been crowned Alpha Male of the Wherewolves, but had decided to stay above world for a while. Besides, he put Remus Lupin, also a Wherewolf and Maruader, in charge while he was away and trusted the man with his life. Back to the story.
Even though he turned into that dreaded creature once a month, there had been treatments found for it. If himself and others like him didn't take it, though, and a non-animal entered the room during a full moon, then they would be attacked and killed, if not also bit.
But with the medication, however disgusting, while transformed you could control yourself better.
Luke still hadn't told his friends. Han had recently found it out, though, and had been a little pissed that Luke hadn't told him; but Luke was desperatly hoping it was a dream. It just so happened that during the full moon last night, Luke had forgot to lock his door and Han had been trying to give Luke back his blaster that he had left on the Falcon.
When Han had opened the door, Luke had pounced on him then dragged him inside. Han had been sure Luke was going to kill him, but Luke merely wanted to play. Han had no idea it was Luke at the time and had received quite a shock when morning came and the creature had collasped and turned back into his friend.
Flashback:
Captain Han Solo was just about to shut off the light in the galley on the Millenium Falcon so he could got to bed when something caught his eye; a blaster. He sighed as he realized it was the kid's and decided that he should give it back incase there was an Imperial Evacuation.
Yawning, Han picked up the blaster and walked down the ramp of his prized ship. He looked around for a moment before remembering which direction to go and headed towards Luke's quarters. Sleepily, he wondered why the kid had to be so far away from the hangar. In reality, it really wasn't that far, but Han was tired as hell.
Yawning again, he knocked on the kid's door. When Luke didn't answer, Han shrugged and opened the door... and nearly yelled. He would've too if the wolf-thing hadn't of tackled him and the dragged him by his vest collar inside.
Han stood up and pressed himself against the wall, staring at the creature. It seemed to sense his fear becuase it backed up a bit.
"Wh--what are you?" Han whispered. "Wh--where's Luke?"
The creature cocked its head to the side before turning around and rummaging through something covered by a blanket. When it turned back around, Han saw that it had a box in its mouth. Carefully, as to not scare him, the Wherewolf brought it over to Han.
Cautiously, Han reached out a shaky hand and took the box. Looking it over, he found that it was old and used. Opening it, he discovered a greatly used chew toy and took it out. Looking at it weirdly, Han tossed it to the wolf who snatched it up in mid-air and was whipping it from side to side like any normal dog would.
Despite his current situation, Han laughed a little. He regreted it soon after as it had brought the wolf back to reality. It looked up at Han with familiar blue eyes and gingerly walked up to him, dropping the toy.
Han gulped, frozen with fear.
The wolf nudged his hand with its cold snout and even licked it a few times before Han got the idea. Shakily, Han reached out and patted the wolf on the head, hoping to God that he could get out soon.
As if reading his thoughts, the wolf looked at the clock, causing Han to look, too. It was almost morning.
The wolf nudged Han a bit, towards the cot, as if wanting him to sit down. Afraid he would get killed if he didn't, Han obligued and sat at the end of the cot. The wolf also hopped up onto the cot, but laying
down, eyes closed.
Han was about to take the chance to run but the wolf started whimpering in pain. Sighing at his damn concience that the kid had brought out, Han moved to the front of the cot and pet the wolf on the head when it reached out and grabbed his hand. Han froze for a moment before giving it a slight
reasuring squeeze.
As the pains got worse, the more the wolf shook, and the more Han tried to, for reasons he didn't know, comfort it.
Finally, the sun came up and the wolf howled. Han tried to sooth it, having had to resort to holding the thing earlier, but all efforts were lost when the wolf started changing. Han gasped when the thing in his arms went from a Wherewolf to his best friend.
Luke looked up at him with fearful eyes before passing out.
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When Luke looked around, he noticed he was in his room on the Falcon, a blanket covering him. Shakily, he stood up and promptly fell back onto the cot as the ship jolted, making Luke pale; they were in space.
Closing his eyes, Luke stood back up, noticing he was wearing a different set of his clothes. Shaking
his head, Luke put on a pair of his boots and walked down to the galley. When he saw Han, he momentarily froze then continued to sit down across from the man. Han looked up, saw that Luke's eyes were downcast, and smiled slightly.
"Welcome back, kid," he said, making his friend jump.
"What do you mean?" Luke asked.
"Leia and I found you unconcious in your room this morning," Han half-lied. "There was an emergency evacuation and when you didn't meet us on in the hangar like you were supposed to until you got your X-Wing fixed, we went lookin' for ya. Leia's in her room."
"What?! Why did we evacuate?!"
"It seems we had a spy in our midst, kid, a tech. They riged the servalince cameras and radars to show nothing but Rebel ships, so we never saw the Imperials land and the alarms didn't go off. It wasn't until someone went outside and spotted a ship landing in the forest did we realize something was up. People started panicking, ya know? And of course, the Falcon wouldn't start, so we were screwed. But when Vader thought he saw you being taken on a transport, he just froze up, giving us a chance to get away. He managed to get a tracker on the Falcon, but hey, nothing we can't take care of, right?"
Luke smiled.
"Of course, Han," he said. "We can take care of anything."
Han grinned. Until Luke added to his words.
"Except that damn hyperdrive. Too bad we can't get one of those new ones, eh?"
Han never got a chance to reply as Leia had entered.
"Luke! When did you wake up?"
"Just now, actually," Luke replied, smilling nervously. "You okay? Han told me you were shot."
"Am I okay? What about you?! When I saw you this morning, your clothes were torn, you were
unconcious, and were extremely pale! What happened?"
"Oh, you know, the Rogues and I, uh, went out for a drink last night and uh, I got into a, ah, bar fight. No big deal," Luke said with a nervous laugh. Leia seemed to believe him and dropped the subject. They sat in silence for a while before Leia remembered something else.
"Luke, why do you have a chew toy?" she asked, eyebrows raised. Han and Luke both snapped their heads up.
"...Huh?" Luke asked.
"Why do you have a chew toy?"
"A... chew toy? I didn't know I had a chew toy. Probably Wes or Hobbie being idiots again and had a
dog in there or something," Luke said, casting his eyes down.
"That's... a little disturbing," Leia commented.
"Yeah," Luke said, again with a nervous laugh."But at least you don't have to put up with them every day!"
"Are you okay, Luke? You seem a little nervous," Han said, eyebrows raised, a smile on his face.
"No, just-- just a little tired, that's all. Not feeling too well, not after last night," Luke said with a goofy, lopsided grin that Han had to admire after all the lies the kid told.
Han grinned right back knowingly, deciding that the kid would never admit to anything with the Princess around. And he definitely wouldn't admit to anything without proof. And that's what Han needed, not just what he had witnessed because the kid would just put it off as a dream. Wait a minute...
Okay, so I know some of it doesn't make any sense, but it's my first story, so cut me some slack will ya? Tell me what ya think and if I should continue or not. No flames.
