I tried to do Luke's pov in this chapter, and honestly it was my very first time writing Luke. Please bear with me, I did my best, but sometimes you have to get a feel for certain characters. Han has been the easiest for me, I'm still getting used to Leia. Here goes nothing!
Lost
Chapter four
Luke's pov
Breathe in…
…and out…
Feel the force
Knock knock knock
I opened my eyes, looking towards the door. A feeling of urgency filled the room, I could feel worry radiating off…Leia.
"Come in!"
Leia entered franticly, not a millisecond after I invited her.
"Luke, something went wrong on Han's mission. Mon said he's been missing for days, and I can't get a hold of him. Please Luke, you have to help me."
I searched the Force for a sign of Han. It was there, but not as strong as usual. She was right, something was wrong.
"He's alive," I said.
Leia got impatient, "I already knew that! Can't you feel anything else? Is he okay? Is he hurt?"
I tried not to take Leia's stinging tone too personally, and searched deeper into the Force.
"I can't tell Leia, I'm sorry."
Leia groaned in frustration. I stood from my mediating position on the floor, and gripped her arms.
"Leia, you need to calm down."
Leia shook her head rapidly, "How am I supposed to do that?"
"Just take a deep breath."
"Luke, I can't!"
I lead her over to the couch. "Here sit down; I'll make you some tea."
Leia looked at me as if I'd suddenly grown another head, "Tea? Luke, I don't have time for tea! I need to find Han!"
She stood up again, headed for the door.
"Wait, Leia! Where are you going?"
Without turning around, she answered, "Hoth."
I jogged after her. "Hang on Leia. I'm coming with you. I'm not letting my sister go to Hoth alone."
She turned around smiling more like herself. She wrapped her arms around my neck, saying softly, "Thank you Luke."
I knew we couldn't just march out of there without a ship to fly, or any other necessities. "We need to put on warm clothes, and pack a few things; then, we're going to need a fast ship."
She pulled back, "You're right. Here I was about to travel to Hoth as is."
After barrowing a ship, and packing all the necessary items, Leia and I were on our way to Hoth.
Leia's pov
As Luke piloted the ship, (because my piloting skills leave much to be desired) I couldn't help but ask, "Are we almost there?"
Luke looked over at me and rolled his eyes. "Now don't start that Leia, because you know what I'm going to tell you."
I huffed and leaned back in my seat. After a bit of thought I said, "Sorry, I'm not normally this impatient, it's just…"
"I know, it's okay," he said.
It was so wonderful to have an understanding brother. I honestly don't know what my friends complained about back on Alderaan. They always said they're brothers were so horrible, and I believed them. Now I know that having a brother is the best thing in the galaxy.
The rest of the ride there was a blur. My mind and heart were elsewhere, with Han. After all, when you give someone your heart, it leaves when they do. I didn't feel like myself. I'd never snapped at Luke before, and he was only trying to help.
When did I become so dependent?
All of a sudden, I felt pain. It wasn't mine, but someone else's. It swept through my entire body, overwhelming my mind, stealing my breath away. I couldn't contain the strangled gasp that left my throat.
"Leia, what's wrong?" Luke asked worriedly.
Breathlessly I answered, "Something's happened. I felt it. It was… it was Han."
Han's pov
I was so disoriented, tired and cold, I didn't even notice the large wampa approaching, and didn't have time to react before he grabbed a hold of me. I fought against his hold, but the effort was futile.
Han Solo wasn't about to go down without a fight.
Luckily, I'd learned a quite a bit about wampas, and their weak spots. I used the back of my snow boot, and gave him a good kick right in the stomach. He howled, and dropped me face first into the snow.
Just what I needed; frost bite on my face to match the rest of my frozen limbs.
The now enraged wampa grabbed me by my left leg, lifting me off the ground, upside down. This time my arms were free, so I could grab my blaster. I fumbled for the weapon in my holster. I pulled it out, and aimed it at the big fury beast.
I only had one shot. If I managed to make him angrier, he'd rip my limbs off. Ouch, no thanks.
I shot strait at his chest. I didn't have their strength in mind when I did that. He growled and screamed in pain, squeezing my leg in a crushing grip.
I heard a crunch, and then I felt it. I hollered, as a fiery pain shot up my leg. The wampa dropped my on my face once more, and fell to the ground; dead.
Dozens of Corellian and many other curses flew from my mouth, as the pain spread like a flame.
Damn wampa crushed my leg.
What was I supposed to do if I couldn't walk? I squinted against the blizzard of snow, searching for anything that could act as refuge. I was surly gonna die.
Wait!
My eyes spotted something off in the distance; that something looked a lot like a cave. For a moment I thought I was saved, then I thought, how the hell am I gonna get there? I wasn't about to drag my frozen body through the snow, or was I?
There really was no other option.
Luke's pov
Something bad happened; I could feel it in the force. Leia was affected even more powerfully, leaving her very frazzled. I glanced over at my sister, noticing that her hands were still shaking. There was no doubt Han had been hurt, the only question was how bad? At least he was still alive, but with him being injured on Hoth, his odds weren't very good. Leia couldn't lose Han too, it would surly break her; she'd already lost too much in her life.
Han's physical pain hit Leia, leaving an emotional pain in its wake. I could sense the hurt she was feeling. For once I didn't know what to say to make her feel better. I couldn't promise her we'd find him, because what if we never did?
Knowing Leia, she wouldn't give up until she found him alive, or dead. Hopefully it would be alive.
Man, for a Jedi, I was being very negative at the moment. I tried telling myself, "we will find Han," but was having a hard time convincing myself.
With the Force on our side, we would find Han, no matter what. We had to.
Kay peeps, what'd ya think? I know it wasn't great, but was it at least good? I really hope this wasn't too disappointing. I don't have a very high self esteem, apparently. It's not like I'm getting graded on this! Anyways! Was my Luke okay? Poor Han! I love him so much! Poor Leia for that matter, I'm torturing her emotionally. How much more can the girl take? Please leave a review, because they are very inspirational. Without them, a writer loses their purpose. (Sniffles) JK