The Past Revealed: Chapter 6
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, school's been keeping me busy. There are only a few more chapters to go, so please review.
Disclaimer: Look at the other ones; it's the same thing, again and again and again.
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~Meghan's POV~
"Callista! Get DOWN!" I snap, reaching into my jumpsuit for my blaster.
I don't have to say it twice; she's out of sight as soon as I say these words.
Beeper whistles, and I dive underneath the now open S-foils.
The storm troopers are already firing. But so am I.
I would say I have five minutes to get out of here.
The wailing of engines makes me curse mentally.
Correction, make that no time to get out of here.
The battles starting.
And we're in the middle of it.
I grab onto my comlink, "Beeper, shut the cockpit." I order, while ducking another shot from taking off my head.
Beeper squawks in protest.
"I don't care if that makes me a sitting duck, any second those TIE'S are going to fire on it! Shields up, also!" I snap.
I hear the click of the canopy opening, and then the hum of the shields. 'Here we go,' I think as I get out of my hiding spot, laser fire ricocheting off the shields.
I grab the ladder, and I hear the hiss of the cockpit open as I go up it in galaxy-record time.
I get inside, and knock off the ladder, grabbing my helmet at the same time. "Here, this might not fit you, but you're going to need it."
Beeper shrieks, and I look to see more TIE'S heading our way. I grab Callista, ignoring her automatic tensing at my touch, and sit down in the ejection seat, strapping her in front of me.
'Wedge is going to have my head for this,' I think as I do the fastest warm- up check of all time.
"Can I help?" Callista asks eagerly.
I smile, 'just like me, loves the X-Wing. This could be helpful.'
"Sure, look that way," I say, pointing to the right side of the cockpit, "if there's anything red or blinking, tell me."
A minute later, she says "all clear."
"Lets go."
Then the TIE'S attacked.
Laser fire poured down on my shields, and I curse when I see how low they've gotten.
We're not going to make it.
Suddenly the lead TIE explodes.
"Hey, Rogue Nine, you started the party without us." A voice says over the comlink.
Hope fills me, Rogue Squadron's here.
"Thanks, Rogue Leader, I needed that. I also need to get some fuel, and drop off some cargo." I say, smiling.
"What cargo?" Gavin asks me.
"Hi, sirs," Callista says over the comlink, and I wince at the thought of the lecture that I'm going to get from Wedge at the end of this.
"Rogue Nine, please don't tell me that you have another person with you." Wedge says in a tone that meant that I am going to be in trouble if it's true that Callista is with me.
"Okay, I won't Rogue Leader," I say.
Wedge groans, at least that's what it sounds like over the comlink, "we're going to talk about this more when this is over. Rogue Seven and Eight, please escort Nine to the hanger."
I hear the confirmations, and then we were on our way.
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I sit at the edge of a cliff, watching the sunset.
Callista's safely with the communications officer on Home One who fell in love with her as soon as she saw her.
She has a family.
I'm very happy for her.
I have one too, but it's a lot bigger.
We liberated Dantooine a few hours ago, but there's no trace of the Moffs, apparently they went into hiding.
"Meghan? Are you okay? You've been quiet ever since Dantooine was liberated," Wedge says, sitting down next to me.
"I don't know, I've been eager to meet my family all my life, I've been dreaming about it, really. But now," I stop not knowing what to say next.
"Did you meet them? What were they like?" Wedge asks softly.
I turn to him, "They were the Moff's of this planet, Wedge, and owned slaves."
There's shocked silence as these words are absorbed.
"I'm sorry, if I had any clue that your family is like this-"
I look at him; the last rays of the sun on our faces, probably showing the haunting emptiness that haven't been in my eyes ever since I fled Tarkin.
"I have no family except the New Republic."
TBC.
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A/N: It's still not done, still a few chapters to go, so please review.
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, school's been keeping me busy. There are only a few more chapters to go, so please review.
Disclaimer: Look at the other ones; it's the same thing, again and again and again.
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~Meghan's POV~
"Callista! Get DOWN!" I snap, reaching into my jumpsuit for my blaster.
I don't have to say it twice; she's out of sight as soon as I say these words.
Beeper whistles, and I dive underneath the now open S-foils.
The storm troopers are already firing. But so am I.
I would say I have five minutes to get out of here.
The wailing of engines makes me curse mentally.
Correction, make that no time to get out of here.
The battles starting.
And we're in the middle of it.
I grab onto my comlink, "Beeper, shut the cockpit." I order, while ducking another shot from taking off my head.
Beeper squawks in protest.
"I don't care if that makes me a sitting duck, any second those TIE'S are going to fire on it! Shields up, also!" I snap.
I hear the click of the canopy opening, and then the hum of the shields. 'Here we go,' I think as I get out of my hiding spot, laser fire ricocheting off the shields.
I grab the ladder, and I hear the hiss of the cockpit open as I go up it in galaxy-record time.
I get inside, and knock off the ladder, grabbing my helmet at the same time. "Here, this might not fit you, but you're going to need it."
Beeper shrieks, and I look to see more TIE'S heading our way. I grab Callista, ignoring her automatic tensing at my touch, and sit down in the ejection seat, strapping her in front of me.
'Wedge is going to have my head for this,' I think as I do the fastest warm- up check of all time.
"Can I help?" Callista asks eagerly.
I smile, 'just like me, loves the X-Wing. This could be helpful.'
"Sure, look that way," I say, pointing to the right side of the cockpit, "if there's anything red or blinking, tell me."
A minute later, she says "all clear."
"Lets go."
Then the TIE'S attacked.
Laser fire poured down on my shields, and I curse when I see how low they've gotten.
We're not going to make it.
Suddenly the lead TIE explodes.
"Hey, Rogue Nine, you started the party without us." A voice says over the comlink.
Hope fills me, Rogue Squadron's here.
"Thanks, Rogue Leader, I needed that. I also need to get some fuel, and drop off some cargo." I say, smiling.
"What cargo?" Gavin asks me.
"Hi, sirs," Callista says over the comlink, and I wince at the thought of the lecture that I'm going to get from Wedge at the end of this.
"Rogue Nine, please don't tell me that you have another person with you." Wedge says in a tone that meant that I am going to be in trouble if it's true that Callista is with me.
"Okay, I won't Rogue Leader," I say.
Wedge groans, at least that's what it sounds like over the comlink, "we're going to talk about this more when this is over. Rogue Seven and Eight, please escort Nine to the hanger."
I hear the confirmations, and then we were on our way.
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I sit at the edge of a cliff, watching the sunset.
Callista's safely with the communications officer on Home One who fell in love with her as soon as she saw her.
She has a family.
I'm very happy for her.
I have one too, but it's a lot bigger.
We liberated Dantooine a few hours ago, but there's no trace of the Moffs, apparently they went into hiding.
"Meghan? Are you okay? You've been quiet ever since Dantooine was liberated," Wedge says, sitting down next to me.
"I don't know, I've been eager to meet my family all my life, I've been dreaming about it, really. But now," I stop not knowing what to say next.
"Did you meet them? What were they like?" Wedge asks softly.
I turn to him, "They were the Moff's of this planet, Wedge, and owned slaves."
There's shocked silence as these words are absorbed.
"I'm sorry, if I had any clue that your family is like this-"
I look at him; the last rays of the sun on our faces, probably showing the haunting emptiness that haven't been in my eyes ever since I fled Tarkin.
"I have no family except the New Republic."
TBC.
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A/N: It's still not done, still a few chapters to go, so please review.