Luke clawed at the door to the cabin that he'd been shoved into. He had been kidnapped on his birthday which could have been yesterday or a long time ago. One minute, he'd been playing with the toy freighter that Uncle Owen had given him, and the next, he found himself waking up in a cage of some sort. He had called for Aunt Beru, but she didn't come. Instead, a scary man in armor came and told him that he would be living with him now.
He didn't want to live with the scary man who said his name was Boba Fett, and told him so. After the scary man had let him out of the cage so he could explore the ship that was supposed to be his new home, he tried to break something so they would have to turn around and go back to Tatooine. The scary man grabbed his arm so tightly that he thought it would break, threw him in here, and locked him in.
He'd been in here for what seemed like ages, and he hadn't found a way out yet.
The door suddenly opened, and before he could escape, the scary man pushed him back into the cabin.
"Let me out!" he yelled as he tried to squeeze past the man who entered the small sleeping cabin and shut the door behind him.
"Not until I'm sure that you won't do something stupid that'll get the both of us killed." the man said.
"If you take me back home, I won't." he replied.
"No." the man said. "I'm not going to let Kenobi restart that damned Jedi Order and bring more trouble and chaos to the galaxy. Things are bad enough as it is."
"What does Crazy Ben have to do with you not letting me go home?" he asked, wondering if the man was insane. He'd heard about that Jedi Order thing when he started school, something about them being traitors and getting killed. The teacher didn't seem to believe the story herself when she told it to the class. Besides, Crazy Ben was just some mad hermit that Uncle Owen had told him to stay away from.
"If I'd left you with your Aunt and Uncle, Kenobi would have taken you and trained you to be a Jedi. Where there's Jedi, there's Sith. Where there are Jedi and Sith, there's fighting. The damn Force users are two sides of the same kriffing coin, and they don't care whose lives they destroy or if they tear the galaxy apart during their little spats." the man said as he sat down on the chair next to the small workstation with locked drawers that he'd tried to open earlier.
"It's time to eat." the man said, handing him one of the ration bars and one of the bottles of water he'd been carrying with him when he'd entered the small cabin.
"I'm not hungry." he said, pushing the food away.
"Well, I am." the man said, pulling off his helmet and revealing a face that he had seen in a picture in the class history book about the founding of the Empire. He had flipped ahead and seen the picture. He couldn't read that well, so he didn't know why the guy was famous, since the teacher hadn't gotten to that lesson yet. They were still learning how the Emperor became the Senator of Naboo. Since the teacher didn't like the book, they were going slow and spending alot more time learning other things, more important things, like how to harvest hubba gourds which could be used in trade with the Jawas.
Why would a famous person who was in a history book kidnap him? Did it have something to do with that Emperor guy who his aunt, uncle, and teacher didn't like very much?
One thing was for sure, if the guy was famous, it meant that he had tons of money which meant that no-one in Security would care that he took him. Uncle Owen was always talking about how "Law Enforcement" - which was another word for the Security people who had a station in Mos Eisley - didn't care about your problems if you didn't have money, and how you had to bribe them to get anything done.
Once the man was done eating, he put his helmet back on and stretched out on the larger of the two beds that were in the small cabin. When he was sure the man was asleep since he hadn't moved for a long while, he started going through the man's equipment pouches, hoping to find something he could use to get free. The man had apparently already figured out that he'd try that, because they were all empty.
This pretty much became the routine for the next several days. The man would get up and lock him in, leaving him here alone with nothing to do. Three times a day, the man would bring him food and water, and sit and eat with him. One time a day, the man would bring him some cleaning wipes, push him into the ship's small 'fresher, and leave while he did his business, cleaned himself off, and changed into a set of the clothes the man had given him. After dinner, the man would go to sleep. He would beg the man to take him back home every time he saw him, and the man always refused.
After growing bored since there was nothing else to do, he started asking questions about other things than why he couldn't go home. The man then started asking him questions about a sister he didn't have. The man then seemed to be upset over the fact that he didn't know that this Leia person existed, and told him that they were going to go find her.