Star Wars:
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1. Also, I own my characters.
A/N: Here's a new chapter,
everyone! Optimized version is here
this time. By the way, the title is not
literal- it's figurative! Not much else
to say- except REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!!
Chapter 2:
A few hours earlier, at the famed Battle of Endor's end, a
small pirate starship had entered the scene unnoticed. Their goal- steal any left over devices
worth a sale from the Empire. The
result- capture of the last remaining Jedi Knight, Luke Skywalker.
The
group of rogues found him in a Jedi trance that Luke had invoked before his
presumed death. Currently soaking in a
bacta tank at the pirate's headquarters, chances of escape were getting smaller
and smaller…
Lying
dormant in the docking bay of the Mon Calamari Cruiser Defiance, the Millennium
Falcon wasn't much of a sight. Chewbacca
and Han Solo were climbing around the heavily modified Correlian YT-1300 (A/N:
I believe that's the ship).
Chewbacca
got up from his work and let out an extremely frustrated growl.
"It's the
wrong size?! Great…" Han said, looking
annoyed. He too got up from his task to
talk to the maintenance workers that gave them the sensor dish.
"You guys
gave us the wrong sensor dish," Han said, looking infuriated.
"Well,
sorry, we'll get you another," he replied.
"You better,
pal."
"Don't
worry, we've got it."
Han walked
back to the Falcon and climbed up to do some more repair work.
The maintenance
officer strolled down one of the many halls of the cruiser Defiance. It was like a maze, he thought. But the "officer" couldn't look at a map
given to new crewmembers. Too
suspicious. He couldn't let anyone know
who he really was- except his fellow Royal Guardsman in the ship.
Mark Shra'likn
heard a crackling on his communications device. Taking a quick glance at the readout, he determined that the
transmission was coming over the private channel he set up.
The message
consisted of much static and a few words. "Now…Shoot…Falcon…before…leaves…"
The moment
Shra'likn had been waiting for all his life had arrived. He clutched his "backup comm. Device"
(thermal detonator) and set off for the Millennium Falcon.
"What's
taking so long?" Han complained three hours later.
Chewbacca
roared a reply.
"Maybe… What do you think, Princess?" General Solo
answered.
Leia did not
find it amusing. "Probably just got lost. It's not hard to get lost here," she said, gesturing around the
bay.
Mark Shra'likn
sauntered to where the Falcon is.
"Got one?"
Han asked, impatient.
"Yeah, it's
coming," Shra'likn answered, with a shimmer of glee in his eyes.
The "maintenance
officer" walked over to the Falcon.
"Nice hunk
of junk you got here," he said nonchalantly. "Mind if I take a look inside?"
Looking
wary, Han said, "Sure," and tagged along with him.
Mark walked
up the ramp, and Han followed. Shra'likn
decided to take a look in the cockpit. Han looked out, and faced the Imperial Royal Gaurdsmen's back. Turning his head, Shra'link pulled out his
thermal detonator.
"One move
and you're dead, the docking bay's destroyed, and the Princess dies," he
threatened. Han slowly moved his hands
up in surrender…
A blaster
bolt echoed through the bay, and broke through the transparisteel canopy in the
Falcon's cockpit. Shocked, Shra'likn
ducked down, and Han punched him in the back of the head. In his descent, Mark flipped on the thermal detonator,
which was timed for three seconds.
Quickly, Han
made a move for it and disarmed the detonator, drawing his blaster. He pushed the blaster to the back of the man's
head.
"One move
and you join your buddies on the Death Star," he threatened. Alliance security personnel came running up
to Han's aid.
"Security,
sir," said one of them.
"Take care
of this scum," Han said, pointing at Shra'likn, with disgust. "I'm out of here."
"Some guy
from maintenece is coming with a part for the Falcon," informed the
security guard.
"Thanks for
telling me- I had some…trouble with this guy," Han replied.
"Jedi Knight
Luke Skywalker," said the pirate leader, Che'Qua. "The Emperor would pay handsomely for this one…"
"Yes, he
would. Should we contact the Empire?"
asked a pirate.
"Definitely
not. Even in their weakened state, we're
no match for them. Fifty uglies up
against three ISDs and hundereds of TIEs? I don't think so," mused Che'Qua. "But I do have a plan."
"Admiral, we're
receiving a transmission on channel 15678," said a communications officer aboard
the Imperial Super Star Destroyer Cerberus.
"Find their
intentions," answered Admiral Grioge Triyankta.
"Yes sir,"
replied the communications officer. "Unknown
ship, please state your intentions."
A voice
crackled over the comm. system. "We
have locations of Rebel starship movements currently. We would like to convey
them to Admiral Triyankta."
The Admiral
answered. "Very well. I will speak with you."
"We… have
their locations. Also, we have proof,"
answered the voice.
"What sort
of proof do you have?" inquired Triyankta.
"We have
Luke Skywalker. Put us on hologram and
you'll see."
Looking
shocked, but not expressing it out loud, the Admiral answered. "Very well. Put unkown contact 6578 Delta on hologram."
A few crewmembers
did as they were asked, and a static picture of two men holding the limp form
of Luke Skywalker appeared.
The Admiral
was deep in thought. "Who are you?"
The Twi'lek pirate answered the
inquiry. "Che'Qua. I am the leader of a small…
organization. We do not have a strong
fighting force, and wish to aid the Empire hunt down and destroy the Rebel
terrorists. Do you wish to know the
coordinates or not?"
Very few
have insisted something to the Admiral, or talked to him like that before. He was taken aback. Without thinking, he answered, "Very well."
'Just as I
expected,' thought Che'Qua. "We are
transmitting the coordinates now. Good
hunting." The transmission faded.
Admiral
Triyankta issued orders to the navigational crewmembers. "Good, we'll be there in a matter of an
hour. How convenient," he said to
himself, first. "Prepare the jump for
the Bothawui system."
With a newly
installed sensor dish, Han Solo, Chewbacca, and Princess Leia Organa entered
the Millennium Falcon to leave. After saying goodbye to friends of in the Rebellion, Han and Chewie
engaged the repulsorlifts, and flew out of the docking bay.
Just then, a
transmission was directed to the Defiance and all ships in the area.
"All ships
in the Bothawui system stand down. We
are here to cleanse the system of your presence. Surrender, or die," said the voice.
Four Victory
class ISDs, an Interdictor cruiser, and one gargantuan Super Star Destroyer
appeared in the Bothawui system. Hundreds of Twin Ion Engine fighters,
interceptors, and bombers began descending on the Defiance like hornets.
Inside the
cockpit of the Falcon, Han climbed in the top gun turret, Leia in the
bottom one, and Chewie at the cockpit. The familiar, but nonetheless chilling, screech of twin ion engines grew
louder, and the fight was merged.
A/N: Well, there it is- Chapter 2 of a
lot. I feel like doing one of those
really long stories that goes on, and on, and covers about five years… or maybe not. But anyway, thanks for the reviews, and keep reviewing! I had a much better response than I
thought I would have last chapter, thanks guys! Reviews inspire me to write chapters quicker, and I'm enjoying
this story more than my other ones.