Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels or any of these characters. They belong to the world dominators, Disney. I only made the character Rantoth. I do own him. Suck it Disney.
As the crew unboarded the ship, he saw Commander Sato lying on the ground next to his vessel. He ran over, seeing the cycler rifle wound in his side. He opened his darksaber and lightly touched it to the old man's side. It sealed the wound enough for transportation. He turned just in time to cut down one of the Sand People and force push another off the cliff. He went inside the vessel to aid the others. The tens of people couldn't be helped here right now so he told them to stay and out to see the others surrounded by sand people. He expanded his darksaber into his plasma long-rifle. He aimed and-
Everything was black. Then he could see light, but everything was blurry. He saw what looked like- no not looked like, was, a sarlacc. When he looked up farther, he saw that he wasn't looking up at all. He was upside down, hanging over the Sarlacc of Tatooine. He shook side to side, thinking that be might shake himself free but stopped, realizing it was useless
"And who might you be little one?" a large creature said, poking Ezra.
"Jabba the Hutt."
"Ahhhh but that cannot be. That is my name."
"Yo-Your Jabba the Hutt? That's what my mother always called me. Fuck. I knew it meant something bad." exclaimed Ezra.
"Oh that's not very nice. I happen to have a lot of friends. Yes most of them I hold captive then rape, but still. They are my friends when I get to watch them get eaten alive by Mr. Sarlacc here or by my beautiful Rancor."
"You're sick." Sabine blurted out. She coughed and then spit at the disgusting pile of shit that was Jabba the Hutt and hit him in the eye.
"And you are feisty. I think you'll do nicely with the twi'lek. He unstrapped Hera and then Sabine. He let Kanan and Ezra hang along with Rantoth. Zeb was als- no! Zeb wasn't here. He had escaped! This gave Rantoth hope. He saw his darksaber on Jabba's ship. He used all of his will to bring it to him. With a whoosh of his blade, Rantoth was free, hanging onto Kanan to keep from falling. He jumped only to find that the ship was already floating away. They weren't hanging from the ship. They were hanging from a cliff.
He started to climb up the rope.
"I'm coming too." shouted Ezra.
"Fine but hurry up."
"And you're just going to leave me here?" shouted kanan.
"Yep." exclaimed Ezra and Rantoth in unison.
When they got to the top of the cliff, they saw the ghost and Commander Sato's freighter in restraining cuffs, but not Rantoths starfighter. They boarded The Death's Honor. As they hovered up, they two wing split onto four. They zoomed to Jabba's ship. Ezra continued flying as Rantoth jumped out. He landed about three feet away from Sabine. Now clad in the sexiest golden bikini he had ever seen. She looked like an angel, not only for her sexuality, but for her will to live. She fought against Jabba's chains, until Rantoth appeared, cutting her and Hera loose in one large sweep of his blade.
"Show off." Ezra mumbled under his breath. He jumped to action fighting the meager green guards, coming at hhim with large by one they fell, making a path to the awaiting starfighter.
After Rantoth had freed Sabine and Hera, he ran to his only love and embraced her. He was relieved she was okay, but even more terrified for something else. The loud hum of approaching ships. They all ran to Rantoth's ship. They stumbled inside.
"You might want to brace yourselves. This could get bumpy." They lifted off, turning to face the approaching enemy ships. These were tie fighters, but not belonging to the empire. They were colored blue, with the Rebellion's insignia. They could see Zeb inside, waving for them to leave without him. They flew by, circling Jabba's ship. Rantoth turned to the cliff, Kanan still hanging there.
Rantoth pulled under him, got out and freed Kanan. They flew back to the Ghost, and Ezra and Rantoth got to work undoing the poorly attached restraining rings. Once The Death's Honor was docked, they took off, leaving Commander Sato and his crew in peace. The crew was congratulated on their fighting by Hera and Kanan.
"I saw what you did. And I am blind." exclaimed Kanan
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean."
"I know you kissed Sabine."
"Listen, I know i'm part of this crew now, but that doesn't mean that you can just talk to me about anything. You're not my father. I love Sabine." Rantoth walked away. Shortly, he arrived at Sabine's room and knocked.
"Come in."
"He-" Rantoth paused. What he saw was not what he was expecting. He thought Sabine would have changed and been on her bed making explosives or disassembling and reassembling her gun like usual. What he saw was quite the opposite. She was standing tall against her bed, still clad in the golden bikini she was enslaved in.
"I love you, Rantoth Amidala." Rantoth gulped as she approached, reaching behind her back, unclasping the metal cage on her breasts.
"I don't- okay." he was going to say I don't think is a good idea but was cut off by the metal hitting the ground. Next she sat, taking off the metal panties, and then unclasping his pants. She stood up and said,
"I love you."
"I love you too."
When he woke up the next morning, naked, Sabine next to him, her arms clasped around his chest, he knew. this was love.
