Chapter 3: A Place to stay/The Battle of Yavin Part 1

"Do you have somewhere to stay?" Leia asked.

Giselle sighed "I really do need to rest my head for the night".

Han frowned "What were you suggesting?"

"Oh I don't know maybe a meadow or a hollow tree. Or a house full of dwarfs I hear there hospitable".

Han and Leia did not understand a thing she was saying however it would be wrong to just leave her to care for herself. This woman seemed lost, and very alone. However they had their own problems they were worried for the lives of every single one of those pilots who were going into space to attempt destroying the Death Star. "Come on".

"Where are we going?" Giselle asked not sure to go with them or not.

Leia smiled "Well we can't just leave you here in the hangar".

Giselle didn't know what a 'hanger' was but she sure didn't want to sleep here. She hoped Edward came for her soon.


"Hey, Luke!".

Luke turned around to find his childhood friend Biggs approach him and boy was he glad to see him! "Biggs! I don't believe it!".

"Hey, how are ya?" Biggs asked.

"Good you?" Luke asked.

"Hey, coming up?"

Luke smiled "I'll be right up there with you and I've got stories to tell you-".

"Skywalker!". Both Luke and Biggs turned to face a rugged handsome man in his early forties who would be flying as Red Leader. He approached them making Luke a bit nervous "Are you Luke Skywalker? Have you been checked out on the income sixty five?"

"-Sir Luke is the best bushpilot in the Outer Rim territories" Biggs cut in.

Dries frown turned into a smile "You'll do alright".

Luke smiled back "Thanks sir, I'll try". Dries left.

"I gotta get aboard" Biggs said now at his X-Wing "We'll hear all your stories when we get back alright?".

Luke laughed "Hey Biggs, I told you I'd make it someday".

Biggs grinned "It'll be like old times, Luke. They'll never stop us".


Leia took Giselle into a small room, it wasn't much but it would do. "Sorry I can't offer you much".

"It's ok" Giselle said looking around.

Leia left the room Han stayed back "Are you like a princess or something?" he asked noticing the tiara on her head.

Giselle smiled dreamily "Not yet, but I will be soon..." she was soon in a deep sleep.


The Death Star slowly moved behind the massive yellow surface of Yavin in the foreground, as many X-Wing fighters flew in formation. Light from a distant sun created a eerie atmospheric glow around the planet Yavin.

Red Leader lowered his visor and adjusted his gun slights, looking to each side at his wingmen. "All wings report in".

One of the rebel fighters checked in through his mike. "Red ten standing by".

Biggs checked his fighter's controls, he was alert and ready for combat. "Red three standing by" he said over his headset.

"Red six standin' by"

"Red two standing by" Wedge reported in over his mike.

Luke heard Red Eleven report in through his headset. "Red Five standing by" he said. Artoo-Deetoo in position outside his fighter, turned his head from side to side beeping.

"Lock S-foils in attack position"

The group of X-Wings fighters moved in formation towards the Death Star, unfolding the wings and locking them into the 'X' position.

"We're passing through their magnetic field. Hold tight!" Red Leader said over the headset.

Luke adjusted his controls as he concentrated on the approaching Death Star. The ship began to be buffeted slightly.

"Switch your deflectors on double front!"

The fighters now X-shaped darts, moved in formation. The Death Star now appeared to be a small moon growing rapidly in size as the rebel fighters approached it. Complex patterns on the metallic surface began to become visible. A large dish antenna was built onto the surface on one side.

Wedge was amazed and slightly frightened at the awesome spectacle. "Look at the size of that thing!".

"Cut the chatter, Red 2" Red Leader said over the headset.

"Accelerate to attack speed. This is it boys!".

As the fighters moved closer to the Death Star, the awesome size of the gargantuan Imperial fortress was revealed. Half of the deadly space station was in shadow and this area sparkled with thousands of small lights running in thin lines occasionally grouped in large clusters; somewhat like a city at night as seen from a weather satellite.

"Red Leader this is Gold Leader".

"I copy, Gold Leader" Red Leader said over the headset.

"We're starting for the target shaft now".

Red Leader looked around at his wingmen; The Death Star loomed in from behind. Two Y-Wing fighters bobbed back and fourth in the background. He moved his computer targeting device into position. "We're in position. I'm gonna cut across the axis and try to draw their fire"

Two squads of Rebel fighters peeled off. The X-Wings dived towards the Death Star surface. A thousand lights glowed across the dark grey expanse of the huge station.

Alarm sirens screamed as soldiers scrambled off to large turbo- powered laser gun emplacements. Electronic drivers rotated the huge guns into position as the crew adjusted their targeting devices.

Laser bolts streaked through the star-filled night. The Rebel X-Wing fighters moved in towards the imperial base, as the Death Star aimed it's massive laser guns at the Rebel forces and fired.

Leia listened to the battle over the intercom. Threepio was at her side.

"Heavy fire, boss! Twenty-three degrees" Wedge said over the war room speaker.

"I see it! Stay low!". All X-Wings zoomed across the surface of the Death Star. Wedge manoeuvred his fighter towards the menacing Death Star. All the X-Wings continued in their attack course on the Death Star.

Luke nosedived radically, starting his attack on the monstrous fortress. The Death Star surface streaked past the cockpit window. "This Red five! I'm goin' in!". Luke's X-Wing raced towards the Death Star. Laserbolts streaked from Luke's weapons, creating a huge fireball explosion on the dim surface. Terror crossed Luke's face as he relaized he wouldn't be able to pull out in time to avoid the fireball.

"Luke, pull up!" Biggs cried over the headset.

Luke's ship emerged from the fireball, with the leading edges of his wings slightly scorched.

"Are you alright?" Biggs asked.

Luke adjusted his controls and breathed a sigh of relief. Flask bursted outside the cockpit window. "I got a little cooked, but I'm ok".

Rebel fighters continued to strafe the Death Star's surface with lasterbolts.

Walls buckled and caved in, inside the Death Star. Troops and equipment blew in all directions. Stormtroopers staggered out of the rubble. Standing in the middle of the chaos was Darth Vader. One of his Astro-Officers rushed up to him.

"We count thirty ships Lord Vader. But their so small their invading out turbo lasers!".

"We'll have to destroy them ship to ship. Get the crews to their fighters" Vader commanded.

Smoke blenched from the giant laser guns as they winded up their turbine generators to create sufficient power. The crew rushed about preparing for another blast.

Red Leader flew through a heavy hail of flak. "Luke let me know when you're going in".

Red Leader's X-Wing flew past Luke as he put his nose down and started his attack dive. "I'm on my way now..."

"Watch yourself! There's a lot of fire coming from the right side of that deflection tower" Red Leader said.

"I'm on it" Luke replied. He flinged his X-Wing into a twisting dive across the horizon and down onto the dim gray surface. A shot hurled from Luke's guns. Laserbolts streaked towards the onrushing Death Star surface. Several small radar emplacements erupted in flame. The blurry Death Star surface raced past the cockpit windows as a big smile sweeped across Luke's face at the success of his run. Flak thundered on all sides of him.

The thunder and smoke of the big guns reverberated throughout the massive structure. Many soldiers of the Death Star rushed about in the smoke and chaos.

Biggs dived through a forest of radar domes, antennae and gun towers as he shooted low across the Death Star surface. A dense barrage of laserfire streaked by on all sides.

Imperial star pilots dashed in unison to a line of small auxiliary hatches that lead to imperial fighters...


"Pip what do you mean she's gone?" Prince Edward demanded back in Andalasia.

"I-I don't Edward, I saw the hag push her- I-I don't where she went" Pip stuttered nervously.

Edward sighed, he had to get her back. His poor Giselle could be hurt, he couldn't let that happen to his bride to be.


Edward's coming :) What do ya guys think so far? I'm recreating the battle of yavin for fun. Part 2 is on the next chapter ;)