The Struggle for Freedom: Prologue
A/N: This is my first Star Wars fanfic, so please don't flame, also, I'm looking for Admiral Ackbar's first name, if anyone knows it, please contact me by review, I need it for my story. So, please read and review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, or it's characters, I only own my made up character.
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The scene could've broken anyone's heart.
Storm troopers are moving everywhere, guarding the area with their blasters, ready to shoot anything that twitched.
A mother screams for her child as it is ripped from her side, the child, wailing uncontrollably, tries to get free from the storm troopers grip, trying to get to her parents.
"Mommy!" she wails, while being dragged to a different shuttle than her parents.
"Please! My daughter! She's only four years old! Don't separate us!" The mother begs the uncaring storm troopers, their manner uncaring as they lead them to a fate worse than death.
"This is what you get for betraying the Empire," a cold, uncaring hollow voice says, as he steps from the shadows.
"But, Lord Vader! We never betrayed the Empire!" The father protests, in as much as a wreck as the mother is over their only child being taken away from them.
"We have evidence that says otherwise, now you'll spend the rest of your lives in the spice mines of Kessel!"
"What about our daughter?" asks the hysterical mother, worried sick for her daughter's fate.
"She will live and grow up under the care of the Empire." Is Lord Vader's reply.
"No! Please! Just give our daughter back to us! We never did anything wrong!" The father begs one more time.
"Yes you did, now it is time for you to leave," he says, turning to the shuttle that will occupy the child that is being spoken about in a moment.
"NO! MEGHAN!" The mother screams hysterically, breaking free from the storm troopers grip, running towards her daughter.
A bluish bolt of energy comes from the blaster of the nearest storm trooper, effectively stunning and knocking out the mother as she falls to the ground.
"MOMMY!" Meghan screams, not fully understanding what's going on, but seeing her mother's limp figure on the ground is enough for her to go to try to find out what's wrong.
"Subdue her!" Came from Lord Vader as he watches everything that unfolds.
One of the storm troopers grabs her by the arm, injecting her with a tranquilizer, effectively putting her in a deep sleep, her falling limply into the storm troopers grasp.
"MEGHAN!" The father yells, helpless, as he watches his only child's body get dragged to a different shuttle than his and his wife's own one.
"Meghan, hmmm, what a good name for a slave." Lord Vader says thoughtfully as he watches the father and his unconscious wife be put into a shuttle before he turns to his own, where the child named Meghan is now in.
"Yes, I see a really good future for you in service for the Empire." He continues as he enters the shuttle, storm troopers following him.
The shuttle lifts off, showing no sign that it was there in the first place.
Showing no sign the grief that the family went through.
And showing no sign what horrible fate awaits the four-year-old child that is destined to be a slave for the rest of her life.
TBC.
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A/N: I know, it was short, but the other chapters will hopefully get longer. Again, I'm hoping for Admiral Ackbar's first name. Until the next chapter, please read and review.
A/N: This is my first Star Wars fanfic, so please don't flame, also, I'm looking for Admiral Ackbar's first name, if anyone knows it, please contact me by review, I need it for my story. So, please read and review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, or it's characters, I only own my made up character.
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The scene could've broken anyone's heart.
Storm troopers are moving everywhere, guarding the area with their blasters, ready to shoot anything that twitched.
A mother screams for her child as it is ripped from her side, the child, wailing uncontrollably, tries to get free from the storm troopers grip, trying to get to her parents.
"Mommy!" she wails, while being dragged to a different shuttle than her parents.
"Please! My daughter! She's only four years old! Don't separate us!" The mother begs the uncaring storm troopers, their manner uncaring as they lead them to a fate worse than death.
"This is what you get for betraying the Empire," a cold, uncaring hollow voice says, as he steps from the shadows.
"But, Lord Vader! We never betrayed the Empire!" The father protests, in as much as a wreck as the mother is over their only child being taken away from them.
"We have evidence that says otherwise, now you'll spend the rest of your lives in the spice mines of Kessel!"
"What about our daughter?" asks the hysterical mother, worried sick for her daughter's fate.
"She will live and grow up under the care of the Empire." Is Lord Vader's reply.
"No! Please! Just give our daughter back to us! We never did anything wrong!" The father begs one more time.
"Yes you did, now it is time for you to leave," he says, turning to the shuttle that will occupy the child that is being spoken about in a moment.
"NO! MEGHAN!" The mother screams hysterically, breaking free from the storm troopers grip, running towards her daughter.
A bluish bolt of energy comes from the blaster of the nearest storm trooper, effectively stunning and knocking out the mother as she falls to the ground.
"MOMMY!" Meghan screams, not fully understanding what's going on, but seeing her mother's limp figure on the ground is enough for her to go to try to find out what's wrong.
"Subdue her!" Came from Lord Vader as he watches everything that unfolds.
One of the storm troopers grabs her by the arm, injecting her with a tranquilizer, effectively putting her in a deep sleep, her falling limply into the storm troopers grasp.
"MEGHAN!" The father yells, helpless, as he watches his only child's body get dragged to a different shuttle than his and his wife's own one.
"Meghan, hmmm, what a good name for a slave." Lord Vader says thoughtfully as he watches the father and his unconscious wife be put into a shuttle before he turns to his own, where the child named Meghan is now in.
"Yes, I see a really good future for you in service for the Empire." He continues as he enters the shuttle, storm troopers following him.
The shuttle lifts off, showing no sign that it was there in the first place.
Showing no sign the grief that the family went through.
And showing no sign what horrible fate awaits the four-year-old child that is destined to be a slave for the rest of her life.
TBC.
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A/N: I know, it was short, but the other chapters will hopefully get longer. Again, I'm hoping for Admiral Ackbar's first name. Until the next chapter, please read and review.
