Disclaimer: Me no own Star Wars, it's so sad.
A/N: Before you guys start reading, listen up. I have made some minor changes to the beginning of Chapter 2 so you might what to go re-read that first. Secondly, I know I promised some Luke and Vader time here, but I decided to go in a different direction than I originally thought and I added some other stuff in first. And lastly, I only like the movies so I don't know any other planets or people other than the ones that are actually in the movies. So, what I'm trying to say is that I made up some people and palaces, so you've just got to go with it.
And thanks again to anyone that has reviewed my story. Oh, and remember if you want the next chapter, keep reviewing…it inspires me.
Chapter 3: Big mouths always say too much
Several times the clones and Han passed patrols in the corridors, but they were never questioned. After all, what was suspicious about two Stormtroopers transferring a prisoner?
I don't like this, thought Han to himself, as they passed yet another group of Stormtroopers going in the opposite direction. Glancing around quickly to make sure that there wasn't anyone in the vicinity, Han addressed his would be rescuers.
"How exactly are we getting off this tub?"
The one that had been doing most of the talking earlier spoke up, "We're suppose to be transporting a prisoner to Jennos. Unfortunately, we had the cell numbers mixed up and you're going in his place."
Giving him a skeptical look Han replied, "Well, that's nice but I still don't see how…,"
"We're planning to hijack the shuttle," interrupted the trooper, as they approached a large set of metal doors. The trooper bent lower and whispered, "remember to keep your head down. We don't what them to recognize you."
Han gave a brief nod as the doors parted. The landing bay was huge. He had never seen one as large as this before. This Destroyer definitely deserved the 'Super' added to its name.
When Vader builds himself a ship he really builds himself a ship, reflected Han.
Various crafts filled the hanger but the only ones that seemed to be in use were the shuttles. Han watched as several squads of troopers moved on and off the larger ones.
No doubt off to cause more trouble in the galaxy, Han thought begrudgingly to himself.
The three of them moved off towards one of the smaller transports as the conversation of two officers met their ears.
"I would have killed him straight off. There is no since in keeping Skywalker alive."
Han's ears seemed to twitch as this line of discussion reached him, but he managed to do the smart thing and keep his head lowered, not bringing attention to himself.
"They say that the Sith Lord is actually healing him. I saw them take Skywalker to Vader's medbay, earlier. I wonder what that's about, Griener?"
"Who can understand how a Sith thinks, Osvel." Han lowered his head even more as they pasted by the gossiping officers. Even though the three of them continued to move forward their ears strained to hear every word that passed between the two grey-outfitted men.
"For a hero of the Rebellion, he sure doesn't look it. Who knew a kid like that could destroy the Death Star?" remarked Osvel, shaking his head.
"…or be with someone like the princess of Aldearan," added Griener.
They were always telling Han that his big mouth would get him into trouble one of these days and this just happened to be one of them.
Before he could stop himself the words slipped from his mouth, "Leia would never be with that farmboy!"
Both of the Stormtroopers holding Han halted, gripping him tighter by the elbows in the attempt to stop him from rushing at the officers. The two defective Stormtroopers felt their stomachs drop about three floors down as the officers called for them to halt.
Lieutenant Osvel and Lieutenant Griener, who had not been paying any attention to them beforehand, now approached the trio.
"Where are you taking this prisoner?" inquired Griener, taking a long look at Han's face.
"He's being transferred to Jennos, Sir," replied the trooper, letting none of his nervousness show in his voice.
"I think there is some kind of mix up. Let me see your orders," ordered Griener extending a hand for the data card that the trooper placed in his hand.
"This says Lieutenant Mcrine, not Han Solo," he explained after quickly scanning the card. "You have the wrong prisoner."
"Hey, you two," called Griener gesturing at two passing Stormtroopers. "Go with them and make sure that Vader's special guest gets back to his accommodations." A cold smile stretched the officer's pointed features at the thought of what the Dark Lord would have in store for Solo.
"At least I don't have to take orders from that evil bionic beast with a breathing problem!" shouted Han, as he tried to get to the officers again; but with his hands tied and surround by four Stormtroopers he didn't even get close.
Osvel just smiled back at the spirited prisoner, "Lets see how cocky his is after Vader gets done with him. Take him away."
Han continued to struggle as the troopers pulled him back, murmured obscenities about everything from the officer's breath to who their mothers had been. Osvel, finally growing tired of hearing how stupid the Empire was, took the blaster out of one of the Stormtrooper's hand and shot a stunblast into the prisoner.
A/N: Ok guys I'm finally giving in. I can't do this on my own. I need a Beta. This chapter proves that, I think. If you're interested send me a PM.
You guys probably thought that I was going to let Han go didn't you? But no, evil grin I have other plans for him. Cackles insanely It will not be in the next chapter but you guys will find out soon. This chapter ran kind of long so I spilt it into two chapters so there's not much Luke/Vader in the next one either. Sorry about that. I will update the next chapter in a couple of days. So until then…
Laterness, BITD