Star Wars
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars…if I did, I'd be a very rich girl. Anyway…I DO however Own Jas'Lyn D'Tana and Rei'Ka. They're my creations…you take them; I'll track you down.
AN: This takes place at the end and after Return of the Jedi. It's still not finished though. I have a lot more to write. Anyway…I get my inspiration from Timothy Zahn novels rather than the movies. Though I love the movies nonetheless.
I hope you enjoy my fic and Reviews are very much appreciated…please no flames though, okay?
-Magick
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Prologue
The magnificence of the Deathstar's destruction could be seen even on the surface of the forest Moon of Endor. Ewoks and rebels cheered in delight as the haze of sparks and smoke covered the clear blue sky. They had done it! The rebels had done it! The Empire was gone! Defeated! But as Jas'Lyn knew, they wouldn't be held back for long. They had lost the Emperor and Darth Vader; it would take years to replace them. That gave the Rebellion time to restore order to the now freed galaxy.
A small Ewok named Wicket tugged at Jas'Lyn D'Tana's sleeve and muttered something in his native tongue. The young woman smiled and hugged the little furred alien. Across from her, Leia Organa and Han Solo shared a kiss. Meanwhile, her thoughts dwelt on Luke Skywalker. He had been on the Deathstar; she had watched him leave herself. Luke was Jas' friend if anything happened to him, she wouldn't know what to do.
"Luke wasn't on that thing when it blew, was he?" Jas'Lyn asked Leia.
The Princess looked away momentarily, and then back at her. "No. He's alright." She said with a smile. "He's alright." She repeated. Jas'Lyn closed her eyes and sighed in relief, then opened them again.
"Thank the Force." She muttered quietly.
Later, Jas'Lyn stood against a thick tree trunk and clapped a tune in time with the Ewoks' music. Bonfires were burning high as X-Wings set off fireworks over their heads. The Ewoks' drums and horns blared a melodic tune of celebration and excitement. Wicket danced beside Jas and grabbed her hand.
"No, I couldn't. Go ahead." She said with a chuckle, the little alien took off into the crowd of happy rebels and other Ewoks. She watched them dance with droids and pilots. Han and Leia, along with Lando Calrissian and the wookie, Chewbacca stood closer to the celebratory fires than Jas'Lyn. She didn't mind being a loner; she rather preferred it to anything else. She looked over her shoulder and around the tree trunk to see Luke coming up to them. He looked tired, relieved and sad all at once.
She had met Luke during the battle of Yavin Four, Jas was only a smuggler stopping off to deliver supplies to the rebellion, and somehow got lassoed into fighting for them. She had contacts both Imperial and Rebellion so she was a valuable informant to them. She had been a smuggler since she was sixteen. Now at twenty-one she was at the top of her game. She befriended Luke easily; she trusted the Jedi with her life and knew he could expect the same from her.
"About time you got back." Jas said hugging Luke as he neared her. He hugged her back. "Everything okay?" She asked letting him go.
"Everything is just fine." Luke said with a kind smile.
"I have to disappear for awhile." Jas said.
"Why?" Luke asked his friend.
"I'm a smuggler and I've been in the hero game too long. With the Rebellion's victory, come the major political battles that I don't want to be apart of." She said. "Please don't be disappointed in me."
"You'd have to do something absolutely terrible for me to be disappointed in you." Luke said with a smile. "At least stay and celebrate some more."
"I can't. I'm sorry. You'll see me again, don't worry." She said, giving Luke a friendly peck on the cheek. "Make sure Princess Leia doesn't make any ordinances against smugglers, alright?" Jas smiled and winked, then walked off back the way Luke had come.