Luke had just come back to meet me in our room; he'd had a meeting with Lord Vader.
"Hello Sirrana," he said, and I detected a hint of sadness in his face. I saw worry in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked, and he sat me down on the bed, and held my hand.
"My father just told me that the Ewoks and Storm Troopers have started another battle," Luke said, looking down at his hand.
"And…?" I asked, afraid of the answer.
"The troops are in trouble and," Luke began to say, but his voice started shaking.
"I have to go to battle…" He yelped and held me close, and kissed me.
"What? No, no you can't! If you, d-d-," I couldn't say die, it was too hard.
"I begged him; I was on my knees, Sirrana!" He yelled in agony.
"Luke, no Luke, don't go! We'll run away! To Sirrana Island!" I pleaded.
"I have no choice, the day we come back he'll have my head, and I cannot dishonor my father," He finished. Right when I thought we'd found happiness, and we could love each other without worry, Luke was sent off to battle. Typical of my life.
"How long will you be gone?" I asked.
"A few days," he answered. This would be torture. I decided to go to sleep early, so that this wouldn't be so long. He stayed up though, just holding me, listening to me breath, twisting my hair, hugging me close.
The next morning when I awoke, Luke had on his jacket and his belt.
"Sirrana, it's time," he said mournfully.
"You show them what you're made of!" I said, convincing myself that he was the famous Luke Skywalker, who'd never lost a battle in his life. And he wouldn't lose this one either! He kissed me goodbye, and we prayed it wouldn't be our last.
Luke landed in a small clearing, where the Imperial base was set up.
"Officers! It's Captain Luke Skywalker!" yelled a Storm Trooper. Luke took off his helmet and stepped gracefully out of the air craft. He shook out his hair, and approached the trooper.
"I'm here, let's make this quick, I have a wife now," he said sternly. If one person tested his patience, he would leave immediately.
"Captain Skywalker, the Ewoks have a cannon that they've been building, here are its coordinates," he said, handing Luke a piece of paper with the numbers he needed.
"Destroy the cannon, and you can leave," said the Storm Trooper.
"Can do sir," Luke said respectfully, fully prepared for anything. He hopped on a land speeder, ignited the engine, and flew off into the thick forest. He swerved quickly; nearly avoiding trees, his hair blowing in the wind. He was angry; he needed to get this done. He programmed the GPS to the coordinates, and they led him to the cannon. He jumped off the land speeder about half a mile out, so that he wouldn't make noise and alert the Ewoks. Luke snuck up behind a tree, and watched the Ewoks build. He bolted from behind the tree, green lightsaber in hand, and made quick work of the group, their spears didn't touch him once. He threw a few detonators at the cannon, which wasn't working, and then he tried his lightsaber. He sliced it into bits, and detonated the pieces. He ran back to his speeder, and to his ship. Vader warned him that he could be there for days, but luckily it only took a few hours, and he would surprise Sirrana by coming home early. He jumped into his ship and flew at hyper-speed back to Sirrana.
I sat in my room alone, I couldn't think straight. I knew that Luke would be ok, but still. It was horrible having him gone. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I got up and answered it to a man hiding his face and looking down at a piece of paper.
"I have a delivery for a Miss Sirrana Skywalker?" He said, and looked up. It was Luke! I grabbed him and he kissed me softly.
"What are you doing back so soon?" I asked.
"I'm a good fighter," he said grinning, and I pulled him into the room and closed the door.