Oola in the desert

Oola's skirt and head tails flapped in the wind as they zoomed through the desert. Oola's head tails flew back and Mara kept her had close to Oola's back to avoid getting hit in the face by them. She held Oola's waist tight. Behind them three swoop bikes chased them through the sands.

"Hang on!" Oola called as they approached a sand dune. Oola felt the grip tighten around her waist as the bike's nose titled as they quickly rose above the hill and came to the peek looking down over the vast desert.

"Woah!" Mara screamed as the nose of the bike was know under them as they rode down the straight down drop. Mara slipped off her seat squishing her body against Oola's exspozed. If Oola's grip on the handle bars were not so tight they both might have fallen off. Oola pressed the acceleration and they nose dived down. Mara felt herself rising off the seat about to fall off.

Just seconds before they would have hit the ground Oola pulled of and squeezed the breaks giving them a head start on this flat desert area. Mara was surprised they made it. This might have been the first time that Oola had ever tried to pull of a move like that on a speeder bike.

"Move over and let me drive!" Mara called out as the wind blew through her hair. She shifted and was met with Oola's elbow holding her back.

"We are going to fast. You will fa…" Oola was interrupted by a blaster shot as a red bolt blew over her head. "Woah!" Oola turned the handle bars shifting the direction of the bike 90 degrees and accelerated. Mara shifted back a little bit grabbing Oola's slender chest and pulling close.

Oola looked back to see that the bikers chasing them had to stop in order to make the turn. Oola grind widely and accelerated. They made good distance but still had no idea where to go in order to find a space port. And Oola could barely see without goggles blocking out the wind and sand blowing in her face.

"Mos Espa is just a few clicks North." Mara called to Oola. Oola slimed as they rode across the setting of the twin suns.

"Its beautiful!" Oola called out looking at the sunset. Oola had been locked up unable to see the outside world ever since she became a slave. She never traveled with Jabba and had only been to two planets her whole life. But now with Mara she could go anywhere and see anything. As a dancer all she needed to make money was a cute outfit and her skills. And she happened to have both. She then felt Mara rest her head on her back. Oola grinned happy that she wasn't alone anymore. That she had someone to be for her when things got rough. A real friend. Then Mara moved her head and gasped.

"Watch out!" Mara screamed as a blaster shot whizzed past their heads. "Woah!" Suddenly another blaster bolt came and hit the rear engine making on of the boosters shoot out smoke.

Oola coughed and looked ahead. She could see a formation of rocks and craters that she could use to escape the bikers. She turned the handle bars towards them.

"Ready?" Oola called as they aroched them. The bike turned and went parallel to a large rock formation. Mara hung on tight to Oola as tired her best to steer the damaged bike. Oola's luck however had run out. The bikers were now 50 meters from them. Oola did her best to bob through holes and duck into caves but with the damaged bike carrying two people they began to loose their lead on the dangerous men and women chasing them.

Oola was in a panic she turned to look back but then time slowed as Mara moved her head forwards.

"Oola. Never forget your dream. Please… for me." Mara whispered to her as she put her hands over Oola's on the handle bars. Mara turned the bike slowing it down. While time moved slow Mara whispered to Oola. "Thank you for giving me a purpose." As she put her hand on Oola's torso and shoved her off.

She hit the sand with a thump. Mara then directed the bike directly away from Oola going full speed. The bikers were not going to fall for the same trick twice however. Mara did her best on the damaged bike to avert them away from her friend. Then the bikers caught up. Oola held back as scream as she saw the siloet of her only friend in the galaxy fall from the speeder bike after a loud blaster shot was fired.

"No no no! Mara!" Oola cried out as tears streamed down her green cheeks. Oola sat in the sand and wailed. Oola realized that she couldn't make Mara's sacrifice in vain. She needed to keep going. Oola sat up barely able to see from the tears that welled up in her eyes. "M..Mara.. No.. You didn't.. Need to do that.." Oola sobbed as she climbed over a hill and down into a cave. Oola's crying echoed through the hollow stone formation. She knew that the bikers would be looking for her. They wouldn't stop their hunt. Oola walked through the dark cave her face wet from the tears. She kept a hand on the wall as she walked careful where she stepped.

"Mara.. how could she do that?" Oola asked herself perplexed. How could Oola have made such a connection to a person in such as short amount of time. How come her heart hurt so badly. It wasn't a friendship forged through a lifetime. It was forged through circumstances. And though Oola knew this. She still wanted it all to disappear.

Oola saw light at the other side over the cave and made her way for it wiping the tears from her eyes. She climbed up to the light. She squinted as her eyes adjusted to the light that was slowly fading. One of the twin suns was now behind the hills leaving the smallest one alone in the sky.

Oola looked over the vastness of the desert before her. Many panicking questions filled her head. Will it be too cold at night in her current outfit? Would she make it to any city. Was she even going north? She moved out of the cave and headed in the direction she assumed was north just as the last sun fell behind the dunes.

Oola had been traveling for hours. Her throat was dry and her shades had flicced up dirt into her skirt giving her a weird sensation. And chafing. Oola moaned in pain as she slipped and landed on a raw part of her leg. She smacked her dry lips and stood ignoring the pain. She had to keep going. In the distance she could see a stable hut. It didn't look like anyone lived their.

Suddenly there was a noise behind her. Sounded like an engine. Oola panicked and broke into a run looking behind her. The bikers were about 60 feet away from her. She sprinted as the sand rubbed against her in places that she didn't like to admit. Oola screamed for help even though she knew that it would not help her. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her. Her chafing began to bleed and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Help!" She screamed looking back as the biker was closing in on her. Oola turned to look in front of herself and gasped. Before her stood a cloaked figure standing just a few feet away.

"Stop." Commanded the voice.