Katie ran through the halls of the Death Star. She was convinced to bring Luke back to the Light Side, no matter what it took. It wouldn't be easy, though. She flew down stairs and slid down railings. In the middle of a rail slide she jumped using the Force and landed gracefully. Lightsaber in hand, she prepared for the battle that would most likely take place.
She snuck quietly around a corner, but hid instantly at the sight of a Storm Trooper. She breathed slow and quietly. She made it to the corridor where Luke's room was. She knocked on the steel door, which Luke answered.
"Get out of here before Sirrana sees you!" He whispered hurriedly, through a crack of an open door.
"No Luke! I came to talk to you! The galaxy is absolute chaos without you as a Jedi Master! Come back to the light!" Katie said, a little too loud. I detected her, and came to the door behind my husband.
"Are you here to try and steal my husband again?!" I yelled. Luke kissed me on the cheek, to remind me that he was mine, not hers.
"Luke, come back to the light!" Katie begged.
"Get out of here!" I snarled. She was trying to tear him away from me. Again. The anger began to burn, and I pulled out my lightsaber. Again the fighting started, but this time more intense. I let my anger fuel the battle and I nearly got her; twice. She back-flipped over the stairs, and I slid down the rail flipping over her head. Our sabers clashed, and the battle continued. I ducked, spun, and jumped to avoid her blade. She did the same. I nicked her shoulder and she screamed in pain.
"This is the day I've been waiting for! Join me, or never come back to this universe again!" I yelled. She looked bewildered. She could never join the Sith, but being banned from this world would be awful for her. But what good is it to be able to be here when she'd have to be a Sith?
She used the Force and knocked me to the ground. She held her lightsaber, inches from my face. Suddenly, Darth Vader stormed in, sensing I was in trouble. His crimson saber clashed with hers. His breathing got louder. Jumping, she slashed into my leg with her blade, and I yelled in pain. It was the worst, most indescribable pain in the world. The burning of the anger and the pain of thinking I'd lost Luke barely compared to the sharp pain running down the humongous gash my leg. Luke came running, cutting off Katie's right hand with his saber. I saw him glance at her, pain in his eyes as he mouthed, "I'm so sorry." She screamed in agony, and Lord Vader Force pushed her across the main chamber. Luke knelt down to hold me up, and he applied pressure to my thigh where it'd been cut.
"Ahhh, Luke, oh Lord, Luke help me!" I said, agony dripping through my voice. Luke held me closer, applying too much pressure.
"I'm trying! You'll be alright," he chanted. I held onto his shoulder, and squeezed his hand as hard as I could, scared to close my eyes. "Hold on, hold on," Luke repeated. Vader used his intercom and yelled across the Death Star doctors to the main chamber, doctors to the main chamber, SIRRANA HAS BEEN HURT! Before I knew it Storm Troopers everywhere were running in, and I was strapped to a stretcher before being taken off to the medical chamber. Luke was running to catch up, holding my hand the entire way there. I didn't know where Katie was and I didn't care, all I knew was that I was in for a long night…
