Yes, It has been rather a long time since I last updated, and I am very sorry ;;
Honest.
But, this is a real update. A little short, and not the most brilliant piece of writing I've ever done, but it means my wandering mind is pretty much leaning back towards the track slightly.
If you notice a slight change in writing style roughly 3/4 of the way through, it's because it was written about three months later. Not that noticeable, but it's there.
Things are gonna start to get a lot more interesting soon. Anakin and Luke are already starting to notice something a little fishy...
Chapter 3
The three of them ran down the hallway, but were stopped by Han, who had run up.
"Can't get out that way."
"Looks like you managed to cut off our only escape route." commented Leia, who was looking down towards the stormtroopers.
Han turned around to look at her. "Maybe you'd like it back in your cell, Your Highness."
Several blasts came towards them, and they all ducked and ran back.
"Is there another way out of here?" Anakin shouted over the noise.
Leia and Luke threw themselves at one wall, and Chewie, Anakin and Han at the other.
Anakin saw Luke pull out his comlink, and shout into it, but couldn't make out what he was saying. He wished he had his lightsaber, or even a blaster at this point. He hated not having something to defend himself with.
He looked down the hallway. There were a few dead- what were those things anyway? They didn't look like droids; they had similar suits to the clones. Probably just guards, for whatever planet they were on.
And what planet were they on? It certainly wasn't very friendly. Or maybe they didn't like him because they didn't like these people, and he had been with them. Whoever they were.
It was probably outside the Republic.
He didn't even want to think about how he had got here. Probably crashed…
A blast hit the wall right next to his head, and he ducked back.
"Here, give me your blaster!" he shouted to Han.
Han snorted.
"Not likely, kid. Now get your head out the way, before it gets blown off!"
Anakin scowled at him, and turned back to face down towards the guards.
Luke finished talking into the comlink.
"There isn't any other way out!" he yelled.
"I can't hold them off forever! Now what?" Han shouted back.
"Are you sure you can't get past them? There can't be that many-" Anakin was cut off.
"Every trooper in the station knows we're here! And we can't leave until Ben deactivates the tractor beam!" Luke shouted.
"If we can even trust the crazy old wizard." Han muttered. Only Anakin heard him. He raised his eyebrows. What the sith is going on here?
Suddenly, Leia grabbed Luke's blaster, and fired at a grate at the bottom of the wall.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Han yelled at her
"Somebody has to save our skins!" she snapped, and started firing, before dashing across the hallway. She grabbed Anakin's shoulder.
"Into the garbage chute, pretty boy!" she shouted, before jumping in.
"Charming girl you've picked up." muttered Anakin, dryly, before swinging his legs into the hole.
"Hurry up!" he shouted to the others, before pushing himself down the chute.
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He landed neatly in the filthy water, and hurled himself out the way as the huge wookie came down the chute. Water sprayed everywhere. Grimacing slightly, Anakin climbed up one of the mounds of rubbish, and threw himself down, running a hand through his soaked hair.
A few seconds later, Luke landed face down on a pile of rubbish. He blushed slightly, and moved out the way.
"Why did you dive in headfirst?" Anakin asked, laughing.
Luke turned even deeper red.
"Um… have you tried blasting the door?" he asked Leia. Anakin snorted again at his changing the subject.
Leia fired at the door, but the blast just echoed round the room, causing them all to duck.
Han appeared just as the blast disappeared. He immediately held a hand up to his nose.
"Oh! The garbage chute was a really wonderful idea!" He snarled, his voice muffled by the hand held over his face "What an incredible smell you've discovered! Now."
He held up his blaster. "I'm getting out of here!"
"No, WAIT!" the other three screamed, but Han fired at the door, and another blast was sent ricocheting around the room.
"The door's magnetically sealed! Now put that stupid weapon away before you get us all killed!" Leia shrieked.
Anakin, meanwhile, was examining the door.
"I bet a lightsaber could get through this." He muttered, quietly, and kicked it. A sharp pain shot through his foot.
"Great idea, wonderboy." Leia commented. Anakin scowled at her.
"It seems that there isn't any way out of here." He stated, trying to take charge. "Unless one of you randomly happens to have a lightsaber, bu-"
"A what!?" shouted Luke.
"Lightsaber?" said Anakin, miming with his hands. "Y'know, what Jedi use? Anyway-"
"But I've got a lightsaber!" Luke exclaimed, interrupting Anakin again.
"You, what, seriously?" Anakin said, disbelievingly. "I mean, you don't look like a Jedi…" but Luke nodded fervently.
"I do, it was my fathers, I'll just get it…" He fiddled with a clasp on his belt. Han snorted, but everyone ignored him.
Luke removed a silver hilt of, what was almost undoubtably, a lightsaber. Anakin waded over to him, astonished. He was surprised when Luke just let him take it, but he held it in his hands and examined it. Nice design, he thought to himself, reminds of the kind of design I would do.
He walked over to the door, and was just about to thrust the lightsaber blade into it, when there was a yell and a splash behind him.
"LUKE!" Leia yelled. "LUKE!" Anakin spun around, to see that Luke had disappeared. The large ripples in the water told him whet had happened.
"LUKE!" Han yelled this time, and rushed over to the spot where Luke had just disappeared, searching the water with his hands. Anakin force-leaped over, ignited the lightsaber, and slashed it twice through the water.
"You killed him!" Han shouted, furiously. "What the hell d'you-
But then Luke emerged, pulling tentacles away from his neck, and spluttering.
"Luke! What happened!?" Leia yelled.
"It dragged me under!" Luke coughed. "But it let go!"
"It was a dianoga." Anakin commented, prodding one of the tentacles, unaware that Han and Leia were looking at him in shock. "I killed it."
"Thanks." said Luke, massaging his neck. "Now, can we please get out of here?" Chewie let out a wail of agreement.
"Uh, oh yeah." Anakin waded back towards the door, and was again about to thrust the blade into it, when a voice behind him shouted "What was THAT?"
Anakin spun around, and gave an annoyed smile.
"A dianoga. Now, if you'll let me get us-"
"You know bloody well what I mean kid. Random weirdoes we pick up in Imperial cell bays don't tend to have the ability to fly across the room!"
"How many random weirdoes have you picked up in Imperial cell bays?" Leia asked, interestedly. Han gave her a quick scowl, then turned back to Anakin, who shrugged, awkwardly.
"I just pick up these things. I, er, travel a lot. Now, if you'll please excuse me…" He turned around again, and jammed the blade of the lightsaber into the door. He moved it round in a circle, until the metal dropped back in, and turned, a slightly smug look on his face.
"Shall we move on?"
End Chapter Three
There is wonderful cough chapter three. Hope you enjoyed it, and I will try to be more organised in future. Honest.
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