Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars or it's characters. Wish I did but. ;P
"Never suffer rivals."
These were the last words I heard before I began to fall. It was so fast, so quick, but so very decisive. I begged, a moment before gravity asserted it's dominance over me.
At first all I could hear was my scream. But as I drew a breath I heard the wind hiss by my ears. I could feel the g-force push at my skin as I hit terminal velocity. I stopped screaming and simply watched as Lord Vader's form grew smaller until I was so far way I could no longer even see the balcony I had been thrown off.
I twisted around until it felt like I was standing in the slipstream. In basic training we had been told to guide our descent with our bodies only this time I had no jet pack or aerofoil to save me. I saw only darkness below. The occasional light from a window in the mega scraper only an arms distance away from me. Even if I could reach out and grab onto something the force would rip my arm from its socket. Tearing the remaining limb from my already scarred body.
I gazed down as the air grew denser. I had started off in the blue of the skyline and was now passing the foreboding blackness of the mid layer. I could see in the distance the burning orange of the lower levels. It was pure luck that I had not already hit something. I could feel the air grow denser as I was nearing the bottom. I closed my eyes and flipped headfirst, speeding up my decent, no point in suffering the momentary pain of crashing feet first.
A vibrant green light lay ahead (and my death). Time slowed, my eyes focused on the green light of the barren earth. Luminesce from all the radiation dumped onto the planet's surface.
I bathed in it and hit...