AN- welcome to the first chapter of my newest fan-fiction. I also have another story up, called "This Heart of Mine". Y'all should read it. It is a Star Trek 2009 story. Let the story, begin!
Disclaimer-don't own, never will. Am I George Lucas? Absolutely not.
Chapter One
She could feel the heat searing her cheek. She saw a weird glow of light, almost a beam. It veered towards her hand, but just as it connected, BAM!, she snapped awake. Her boss poked a brown-haired head around the frame of her door.
"Are you awake?" Padme Amidala asked her. She nodded. Padme looked relieved. As she sat up, Padme nodded towards the calendar.
"Don't forget about tonight," Padme reminded her.
After a hard day grabbig caf and editing documents, Fire Skirata was all but running to her favorite restaurant. It was her twelfth birthday and she couldn't wait. When she arrived, a small group greeted her. One of them, a Wookie named Tarfful, roared his greeting. She grinned as she went to sit down. They had a pretty interesting discussion about the newest bill in the Senate. As the waiter came over to get their orders, they were in the middle of a debate about the money needed to get this bill going.
They were just getting their meals when they heard shouts from outside, along with a painfully familiar sound of buzzing. A blaster bolt burst through the window, shattering the glass. A Nautolan burst through the door, just as a man slunk back towards the kitchen.
"I-I-I w-was j-j-just about t-to come and talk to you, s-sir," the man stammered. His hand moved to his pocket as he slipped his blaster out of his holster. Tarfful growled a warning to him. Fire sighed. She slipped Tarfful's blaster out of his holster, knowing that she was going to get yelled at later.
"Please don't start shooting," she warned him, "I really don't like to clean up other people's messes."
The man sneered, "Like you could do anything."
She waved the blaster at him, "Try again."
He pulled the trigger just as she did. She watched as her shot hit his shoulder. She winced. That was not meant to happen. The Nautolan looked at her.
"Are you alright?" he asked her, a concerned expression on his face. She was about to reply, but suddenly she felt really light-headed. 'His shot must have hit me' she thought as she blacked out.
AN- Hope you all like it!