Star Wars v. s. Us
SSJ V: We still do not own Star Wars. Take your evil lawyer and Sh- Boba: I never thought I'd have to remind you of our rating. SSJ V: It's OK, I rated this on PG 13. Boba *sadistic smile* SSJ V: Uh oh.
SSJ V: OK, this isn't my usual, 'eat sugar until you can't see strait and then go play on your computer' story. It actually has *gasp* a plot! And some drama, but it's still got bundles of humor! ^_^! So have fun reading!
Chelsey, G.T., Zam and Fuzzy Chan sat in the back of the freezing cold classroom, which G.T not so fondly mentally named "Snape's Dungeon". Their teacher, Mrs. Rozzie, was talking about. something, which only a kid nick named MO, MO was listening to.
"So, Chelsey, are we going to take Darth Kennedy to the movie to play the Star Wars slushy drinking game?" questioned G.T.
"Ya! I want to see Yoda kick but! And I can't wait to see Anikin again." Chelsey added as an after thought. Chelsey' s favorite character was Anikin. Besides, she reasoned, he grows up to be Darth Vader. I mean Darth Vader! Come on!
GT's favorite character on the other hand was Boba Fett, the bounty hunter. Believe it or not, this very. strange kid modeled her life after the hunter, and quoted him at appropriate times (e.g.: I bow to no one and I fight for a cause, or HA, HA, HA!) . Except for the padawan braid, because Obi Wan was cool when he was their age.
"I wish I was going with you guys." Zam complained.
Ya, remember last time?" Fuzzy Chan put in. "Raise de roof for Yoda!"
"Hey, maybe this time we should do the Evil, Psycho Kid laugh Patent Pending B- BOBA FETT!" GT shrieked.
"What the heck was that for?" Fuzzy Chan asked, cleaning out his ringing ears.
"I-I-I.. Boba Fe-e-" GT stammered with the weirdest look anyone had ever seen on her face.
Just then a girl named Elaine in the front of the class screamed, soon joined in by every one in the class, minus GT, who still had that odd look plastered to her face.
"I'm looking for a GT, Chelsey, Zam and Fuzzy Chan." Boba stated, hand on his Blaster holster.
GT, Chelsey, Zam and Fuzzy Chan shot their hands up, the same thoughts running through their minds: Boba Fett, + blaster + insubordination = instant pain. AKA, not to smart.
Boba raised an unseen eye brow. What, did these kids want to come with him? They obviously knew who he was, judging from the kid that shouted out his name, who he presumed was crazy. Maybe they were all crazy? That would explain it.
Boba motioned with his blaster that they should follow him, so the four jumped out of their desks and ran after him. That's it. He had to know.
"Why are you kids so eager to come with me? I'm a Bounty hunter! Don't you know what that means?" He asked, extremely exasperated.
"Sure we do." Zam answered. "It means your taking us out of science class, and we get to fly in a space ship."
"Not just any space ship!" Chelsey interrupted. "The Slave 1!"
"Furthermore, we get to see Mandalorian armor up close." GT interjected.
"Did we mention that your taking us out of science class?" Fuzzy reminded him.
Weird, weird kids. Boba thought, and walked out to the parking lot, where he had the Slave 1 parked. Noticing that a cop was giving him a ticket, he disintegrated him.
"Gulp." Was all that he could here from his charges. Maybe not as crazy as he thought.
He opened the door to his ship and they got inside.
"Why Vader wants you is beyond me entirely." He muttered.
"Vader?" Chelsey yelled, now with a look ALMOST as odd as GT's, after all they weren't there yet. "How long until we get there?" She asked exuberantly.
"About two days." Boba groaned. Two more days with these psychos.
GT pouted. She was hoping that it would take longer. Oh well, she would just have to cram it all in. She took out a note pad and a pencil.
"Hey, can I ask you a few questions?"
"No."
"What's it like to be a bounty hunter?"
"I get to kill people I don't like."
"What's the most important thing to remember about being a bounty hunter?"
"Always check your jet packs."
Zam snorted. GT cast her a dirty look that said "shut the H.I.F.L. up if you want to see the next second of existence.'
"Will you take you helmet off?"
"No."
"Now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"Shut up."
"Can I call you Curly?"
"1) No, 2) Why?"
"Because you have curly hair."
"How did you know?"
"Because your a clone of a guy with curly hair."
".Oh."
"Oh, oh, I have one!" Said Fuzzy. "When Jaba turned Leya over to you."
"OH YOU SICK MINDED, PERVERTED CHILD!" GT interrupted. "A) THAT HASN'T HAPPENED YET, DIMWIT! And B) No, He thinks that that things like that are immoral."
"He's a bounty hunter who kills things for a living, and he thinks it's immoral?" Asked Zam.
"Yes , read 'The Last One Standing: The Tale of Boba Fett'. Don't even talk to me until you do! You know why? Because I'm not listening!" Yelled GT with her fingers in her ears.
Ok, this was seriously getting scary for Boba. How did these kids, more particularly GT, know so much about him? Did Chelsey know that much about Vader? And he thought they were weird to begin with. He reached under the seat until he found what he was looking for, a box of Mellow Yellow. Just then, the arguing in the back stopped, and he heard a painfully loud, "BOBA, RUN! DON'T LET HER GET THE MELLOW YELLOW!"
The next thing he knew, Chelsey was tackling the box and clawing her way in!
"NO!" howled Zam, fighting her off.
"Boba, Pass, I'm open!" Yelled Fuzzy. Boba threw the box to Fuzzy, hitting him on the head and knocking him out.
GT ran over and did the only thing she could do to counteract Chelsey in this state, and gard the soft drink. She chugged an entire can.
Then the thought hit her! If Chelsey was acting insane right now, the only way to bring her back to normal was to act more insane then she, it might just embarrass her into acting normal anyway.
"Get the Mellow yellow never shall you!" GT yelped, or, the yelp may have been from Boba, who was seriously questioning his own sanity.
"Do the magical polka dance to KO you, will I!" And so GT started jumping around screaming "Magic, magic polka dance, magic polka dance this is!" She hesitated, knowing what she was about to do would embarrass Chelsey enough for sure, but she also seriously feared for her own safety in doing so. ran up to the bewildered Fett, grabbed his forearms and said "Help me do the magic polka dance you must, only way to defeat the Pepsi demon it is!" And she once again began twirling around, except this time, she was taking Boba with her.
"GT, stop that! You're embarrassing us!" Chelsey whined. GT stopped dancing. "Thank you for your help." She flashed a wide grin at Boba, and walked across the tiny room.
"Dear, Bloody, Hell." Boba stated, leaning back against the wall. She was trying to embarrass her friend? Well, at least they both stopped.
Just then the screen blinked on. It was Vader. Boba went to the Cock-pit of the Slave one. "Boba Fett have you retrieved the children?" Asked Vader, with the usual amount of Malice in his voice.
"Ofcourse." Replied Boba Fett.
"Good, I knew I could count on you." And the screen blinked out.
Fett sighed. His thoughts were broken by a: " OUCH! MR. FETT? UM, A LITTLE HELP?"
Boba stomped into the main room to see what was going on. GT was standing in the automatic door, which was closing on her.
"I can't move!" GT complained, looking pointedly at Boba' s electric trap that had snared her feet. "GRRRR."She growled, and jerked one foot back so hard that one of her Foot became free. "Uh oh." She murmured.
"What?" Zam inquired.
"You know how Mellow yellow gives me extra strength, because of the high sugar intensity?" GT asked.
"Ya." Zam answered.
"The Mellow yellow just wore off."
"Er, Mr. Fett?" GT asked, giving her leg a test pull. "Do you think that you can deactivate this?"
"Only if you're quiet for one hour." He smirked and went back up to the cock pit. Silence.
***ONE HOUR LATER***
"GET THIS BLOODY CONTRAPTION OFF ME!!" GT wailed.
Boba ignored it. Oh yes, revenge is sweet. No one 'Magic Polka Dances' With the Fett.
"Mister Fe-e-e-e-e-e-tt! Please?"
Just then Chelsey and Fuzzy came around, and seeing their best friend in the whole wide world unable to reach them, they decided to take advantage of it.
"Hey GT!" Fuzzy called "Boba Fett is."
Boba slammed the button to release GT, and immediately heard the high pitched scream and dragging noises, leading to a -
"Mr. Fett? Can you let me out?" By Fuzzy, and a very loud BITE ME! Was heard from the cock pit.
"I think we're a bad influence on him." Chelsey inferred from her spot on the floor.
They then decided that it was time to go to sleep. After Fuzzy yelled a few more times and got a " Go to H.I.F.L.!" An "Eat my shorts!" and "SHUT UP!"
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The next day was pretty uneventful. Chelsey tried to get the Mellow Yellow, was thrown in the trap, Fuzzy complained that his ankles got hurt, was thrown in the trap, Zam DID get the Mellow yellow, was thrown (with difficulty) into the trap, and GT taped her mouth shut and spied on the dash bored controls, and was running away from Boba when the ship landed.
Chelsey immediately ran off the ship, yelled, "BYE, BYE CURLY!", attached herself to Vader, and started giggling insanely as Vader tried to throw her off, Zam and Fuzzy close after, although keeping a respectable distance, while GT tried one more time to get Boba to take his mask off, pouted, said goodbye and slowly left the Slave 1.
Boba Fett got back on the ship, padlocked the door, and blasted off into space before realizing something. He was bored!
GT looked longingly into space as the Slave 1 blasted away.
"I have called you all here for a reason" Vader stated.
"Really, I never would have guessed." GT said sarcastically.
"Well, aren't we in a bad mood today." Fuzzy stated, earning an I'm pissed so froop the H.I.F.L. off TM look from GT.
"Yes, well, I have called you all here because you have force signatures through the roof, except for you." He pointed to Fuzzy. "I need a new admiral."
"Me? An Admiral?" Asked Fuzzy.
GT and Chelsey looked at each other. They knew that being Vader's admiral was NOT a good thing.
"All of you others." He pointed to Zam Chelsey and GT. "Will be trained as Sith lords, my apprentices."
GT muttered something about bounty hunters, but a sly smirk crossed her face.
"I'm in." She said.
"Us too." Chimed in Zam, Chelsey still too busy with Vader to notice the apocalypse.
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"First, choose your outfits." Vader explained, opening up a closet filled with. black stuff. "Black is the traditional Sith colour, and wearing the Sith cape is a time old practice."
Chelsey went first "Black bandanna, evil looking young Anikin suit! Nice."
Zam went second "Oh, a suit just like Zam Wesell's! Only in black! Coooool."
GT went last "Hey! I look like Luikie Skywalker!"
"What did you say?" Vader asked, snapping his attention towards GT.
"I said uh. I look like Luke. um. Sky hopper!"
Vader glared at her "You can not lie too me, young one."
"Uh.." GT fumbled for words, "You see. Can I call you Darthy?
"No."
"Ok Darthy."
"Be quiet before I decide to force choke something."
"."
"Good. Now, you will all build you own lightsabers, follow generally along these blueprints." He took out a scroll and left them to work.
"Boba was more fun than him." GT pouted, before getting to work.
ONE HOUR LATER
Vader strode back in to the room. "Have you completed your sabers yet?"
Nods were seen around the room..
"Good. Let's see them."
Chelsey activated her' s first. A red saber, designed to look like young Anakin's, the only difference being that it was red.
Zam went second, a unique design, producing a blue saber.
GT went last, designing hers to look like young Obi Wan's, only with a silvery blade.
"Coooool." they chimed, but were cut off by Vader firing a blaster at them! The first to move were Zam and Chelsey, deflecting the deadly projectiles, then GT, sending a shot back at Vader.
"What the H.I.F.L. was that for?" Yelled GT.
"To test your skills, young one."
"What is with that 'young one' shrapnel?" She asked, very T'd off.
" I shall call you what I like, you are my apprentices. Now, follow me to your rooms."
GT fumed all the way to her room, which turned out to be one room with two bunks.
"Top!" Yelled Chelsey and GT, throwing themselves towards the beds.
"Hey, what gives?" Chelsey asked when there was no ladder.
"Simple." Smirked Vader. "You have to learn how to force-jump to get to the beds.
Chelsey and GT shrugged, remembered what they heard in the Star Wars movies, and after about three tries, two foot jumped the six foot space to the beds.
*******One Month And Lots Of Training Later*********
"Young lady's, can I see your licenses please?" Asked an imperial traffic policeman, stopping the girls who were coming back from a "Shopping spree".
"You don't want to see our licenses." GT, in the driver's seat told him, waving her hand.
"I don't want to see your licenses." The policeman responded.
"You want to fork over your blaster."
"Here, You can have my blaster." The cop said, handing his blaster over to them.
"You want to see if you can drop 500 stories and bounce."
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee."
"Your mean GT." Zam snorted, looking after the fallen officer.
"Well duh, I'm a Sith. And I didn't see you complaining when we mind tricked that guy, who was it? Wedge or something, into giving us the speeder, or when we tricked those people into giving us the free clothes, or."
"All right, all right, I get the picture, jeeze." Zam retorted.
Chelsey sighed. If only something exciting would happen around here. "Guys, how about we go back now."
GT looked sad. "No more joy-riding in speeders?"
Just then, someone rear ended them. "Oh, nice going Han, now get out and apologize to those girls." "But, Leya. were in a hurry!" "Be that as it may Han, you should still apologize." "Fine kid," "My name is L-U-K-E! LUKE!" "Kid, only if you come with me." "Fine." "Men."
The troublesome trio froze. Oh, not good, oh so very, very NOT good. What a day to leave your lightsabers behind. "OK, no one act evil." Chelsey instructed, not looking back.
"Wow! Incredible! Han, get ready, I feel three incredibly strong evil forces coming from that car."
"I have a bad feeling about this." Zam choked through gritted teeth. "And Vader is going to be so T'd off if we kill his kid."
"Just go along with them." GT instructed.
Wer. A humming noise erupted from behind them. A lightsaber.
"God, if I die now, I have been to the bridge of the Avenger and been trained by Darth Vader. But if you kill me , I swear, I'm so going to kick your butt when I get up there. Or down there. Something like that." Chelsey prayed.
As she finished that sentence, the but of a blaster and a lightsaber came down on the back of their heads.
"Are you sure their the Sith Vader trained? Their just kids!" a voice. Where were they? How long had they been out?
"Hm, many forms the dark side has." Another voice agreed. No way, it couldn't be, but it had to be!
Zam rubbed her head. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see GT pretending to be a sleep, only the pace of her breathing gave her away, which even then she quickly rectified. "Yoda?" Zam asked, holding the egg on the back of her head to stop it from throbbing.
"Ah, know my name the small one does."
"Hey! I'm the oldest one here! Ok, except for you and Luke. Mainly you." She amended. "What are we doing here?" She asked harshly. After all, even if Yoda was very, extremely, cool, he had KIND of kidnapped them.
"You are our hostages for now. The Dark lord will have to do something for your ransom." Luke interjected, beaming. Obviously, he had come up with the plan in the first place.
"Ha, you certainly over-looked something then." GT smirked, revealing her consious state. She dug in her zipped up pocket, then frowned, and continued searching.
"Looking for this, are you?" The diminutive master asked, pulling something out of his pocket.
GT growled. That was an obvious 'yes'.
"Confiscated it I did. Look suspicious it does. Tell me what it is you will."
"When I was checking the main controls of the Slave 1 , I found an extra com-link device, linked directly to the built in com in Boba Fett's Mandalorian armor." She spat back, with a glare that would frieze the blood of the most callused heart. That's when they found out that Yoda was far sighted.
"Hm, Tell me who this 'Boba Fett' is you speak of. Sounds familiar it does."
That's when GT lost it. Yoda had done it. She had been waiting to vent this at someone for a very long time.
"Ya, well, I'd hope you would remember, master." She snarled. "Don't you? That little boy who sat in the stands and watched as one of your 'peace- keeping-Jedi', sliced his father's head off, that sick b-"
"Ah, remember that I do." Yoda said, shaking his head with remorse. "Bad decision that was by master Windu. Terrible pain I felt, was the consequence of his actions."
"Duh." GT huffed, leaning back on the dirt.
"Ow." Groaned Chelsey waking up. "I missed something, didn't I?"
"Oh, not much." Zam explained. "Only that we've been kidnapped by Yoda and Luke, are being held for ransom., GT's plan to get us out of here by calling Boba Fett just flopped, speaking of which, she just vented the injustices of Mace Windu against him, bla, bla, bla, the usual."
"Oh, Ok." Chelsey said going back to sleep.
GT and Zam were glad then that Chelsey didn't say anything like "Hey, Luke, when your dad was your age, he was hotter than you". They remembered at first being mad at Vader for ordering the doctor to get rid of 'all distractions' which happened to include all non-essential hormones, but right now they felt like kissing his boots. GT remembered that that was about the time that she hadn't needed glasses anymore. She'd suspected that that had something to do with it, but never bothered asking.
"Weird kids these are."
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"Their WHAT?!?" Vader yelled at the captain. He had just found out that the three kids were missing, and although he would not admit it to himself, he had actually become very attached to Chelsey, treating her almost as the daughter he could never raise.
"Listen to me captain." Vader growled, pulling the officer in close by the scruff of his neck, even forgetting momentarily about the force. "Either you find them, or you will be finding it very difficult to breathe in space!"
"Y-e s Sir. But I have some good news! Jedi master Yoda had been found, on a planet near the outer rim.!"
"Tell your troops to get over there, wipe out all the life, and then FIND THOSE KIDS!" And with that, Vader stomped off, there was someone he had to call. **************************************************************
"THERE WHAT?!?!" Fett yelled at the hologram, for once loosing the coolness he usually kept about himself. Impossible! The kids? Missing? He sighed and calmed down, panicking would be no good. But they had probably been kidnapped! His mind worked and he sat down. For the first time in a long time, the bounty hunter was worried. That kid, GT, she was a smart one, and whether he liked it or not, he supposed, chasing her around the ship and holding on to his helmet for dear life after doing the "Magic Polka Dance" well, the kid really kept him on his toes, that was for sure.
Just then , he noticed the absence of the beep* beep* beep* of his extra com unit. It was gone! One of them had taken it! Now all they had to do was get it from whoever kidnapped them.
"Vader, I'll have those kids back to you in no time.." The confident hunter proclaimed, and switched off the holo. All he could do now was wait.
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GT peeked out of one eye. It was there, right in front of her, even if she couldn't see it, she could sense it. It was the only way out of this mud ball planet, and she would not fail. She couldn't use the force, the others would sense it. She had to use the skills she had learned on Vader's ship, the Avenger. Just like sneaking extra rations after kerfeu. She told herself, even though she knew it wasn't. One slip would alert the Jedi master, and then she may be here for a long, long time.
She crept over to the sleeping Jedi, and carefully slipped the com out of his pocked.
"Mr. Fett? Are you there? Mr. Fett?"
The call was so silent that the dozing hunter barely heard it, but he did.
"GT, where are you?" He asked, getting a Sh! From the other end.
"I don't know! All I know is that we've been captured by Luke Sky Walker, and a Jedi master named Yoda."
Boba Fett stopped listening after 'Yoda'. Sure he knew where that was, but could he get there before the Storm Troopers? Only one way to find out. He locked on coordinates and reved the ship into hyperspace.
"I've locked on coordinates. Fett out."
*Click*
The com hung up, GT sighed with relief. Thank the force. Then, realizing what she had done, quickly shoved the com into the Jedi's robes and darted towards bed, before the green master stirred, looked at her and scolded "Try to get the com unit you should not. Have it force garded do I." GT faked looking crestfallen, stomped back into bed, but went to sleep with a crafty smirk playing on her face.
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Boba Fett and the Slave 1 zoomed across space. It had been one day since the call and he was almost there. Question is, would he make it in time? He forced the image of three blaster torn bodies out his mind. He was going to be sick. Great. He thought. My most important mission, and I let my feelings get in the way. Or was it only his feelings that made it seem more important? What ever the case, he didn't have time to contemplate it, he told himself. Almost there.
They sensed it before they even heard it. Thump, thump, thump. What was making that noise? Thump, thump. Realization dawned on Chelsey's face. Her head snapped around to the others. They knew it too. Storm troopers. Oh, so very, very not good.
"On the count of three, we run." GT whispered. The troopers blasted down the trees in front of them. "THREE!"
The trio, plus Luke with Yoda on his shoulders, darted off into the woods, followed by cries of "Kill them!" As they ran.
"Please hurry Boba!" GT whispered. "Come on, come on."
Luke skidded to a stop, Zam ran into him, almost pushing them both over the gargantuan cliff face that they were staring down! Luke grabbed a vine, swung over, then tied it around the tree on the other side!
"LUKE YOU SOBBING SOB OF A SOB! GET YOUR SOBBING REAR END BACK OVER HERE!" Zam yelled, but Luke had disappeared through the trees.
"Think we can take 'em?" Asked Chelsey without looking back.
GT cast a look behind her, only to be confronted by the entire storm trooper army gaining on them. "No, no not really." She stated. She looked down the canyon again. She sighed. This was NOT her day, before jumping into the pit!
"GT! WHAT THE HIFL ARE YOU--- AHHHHHH!"
"AHHHHHHHH"
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
Chelsey pushed Zam into the pit, and they fell towards the ground. "I'm going to get either an ulser, a hernia, or a heart attack, if I don't end up as a pancake." Zam thought to herself, as they continued their deadly decent.
Boba cruised along a crevasse, searching for the kids. Something wished passed the window of the Slave 1 Followed by two more screaming figures, who in turn were followed by heavy blaster fire that came to a cease when the troopers figured their young pray was dead . The brats! He turned his ship into a nose dive, and began catching up on the receding forms. Luckily for them, they had kept their wits about them and were falling spread eagle down the hole. His ship easily caught up to the lowest one, GT, who aimed herself in through the door, since they were falling at the same speed. Next, he slowed down for the other two, who angled themselves in, same as GT, finally, coming to a stop, just before the bottom of the pit. Zam got out and started kissing the earth, while Chelsey stopped hyperventilating, and GT did a very un-GT like thing, ran up and hugged Boba Fett, before coughing into her hand and saying thanks, to embarrassed to realize that the hug had been returned, but Fett certainly wasn't about to tell her that either.
*cough* "Um. thanks.a lot, you saved us."
"Ya, well, I was hired by Vader to get you three back."
GT did her best to hide her disappointment, and Fett was about to say something before.
"Back to the Avenger?" Zam asked.
"Yes." stated Fett quizzeldly. Ofcourse back to the Avenger, what was she thinking?
"Well, because I was just wondering." Zam trailed off.
"You want to go home." Chelsey finished for her friend. Zam nodded sheepishly. Boba stared. She wanted to go home? To Earth? He sighed. He would do that, but what would he tell Vader?
"All right, I'll take you." He concluded. "Anyone else want to go home?"
No one said anything. He figured that. GT and Chelsey seemed more the type for intergalactic adventures, without the comfort of parents there for them.
Zam smiled. She knew her friends wouldn't want to go home. After this, they would never be satisfied with an adventure again. All the same, she wanted to see her mother again. Zam sighed. She knew she would be giving up a lot though. all of the adventure, her friends.
"Hey Zam, when you go home, tell our parents that were all right, but I don't think they'll believe you about the whole 'Hey mom, guess what? I got captured by Boba Fett, trained on the Death star by Darth Vader in the ways of the force, kidnapped by some rebels, including Han Solo, Leya Organa, Luke Skywalker and Jedi master Yoda, and Boba Fett just decided to drop me back off at school' thing.."
Chelsey pointed out.
"Ya, that's probably a good idea, and maybe refrain from using the force and all that junk." Zam laughed.
Chelsey laughed along. It had been one hack of a long week. She was looking forward to being on the Death Star again. Vader had actually turned out to be good mentor to her. Plus, the Storm troopers were always nice to her, in a big-brother kind of way. The Avenger and the Death Star were kind of like a family to her now. Even Palpatine was sort of a crabby old grandpa who looks really disgusting and. Ok, she just really didn't like that guy. She chuckled at the thought of Palpatine telling ninety- year-old fishing stories to Vader, and then Vader slicing his head of. She really, really didn't like 'ol Palpy. Ofcourse it would be hard to leave her real family, after all, they were blood! She just thought somehow that it was better this way.
So, it's back to the Avenger. GT thought. She knew that she should be really happy. Right from the start she knew that if the chance for some great adventure like this arose that she would snap it up in an instant from the time she was five years old. It's not like she wasn't grateful or anything, she just wanted to be more than some small town average Jo who doesn't even make a dent in the Universe when all is said and done. Being a Sith lord, that was a prospect that promised great adventure, and she would make a difference, she just felt it wasn't right. She looked around the Slave 1 and sighed. She knew why it didn't feel right. She looked at Boba Fett, in his Mandalorian armor. Her idle, the enforcer of everything that she stood for. Hell, if it wasn't for him, she wouldn't even be thinking about this. The only question that burned in her mind at the moment was: What was she going to do about it?
Zam got off at their school on Earth. Seeing as how it was Saturday, there weren't many people around. And besides, who's going to believe a couple of drunken looking teenagers when they said that the Slave 1 touched down in their parking lot?
Everyone said goodbye to Zam, and watched her meet up with her parents once again. "Well, happy ending number one down, two more to go." Chelsey smirked.
"Ya." GT agreed half-heartedly. Chelsey didn't notice, but Boba Fett gave her an odd look out of the side of his helmet. Like he said before, weird kids. He thought with a grin. He sighed. He was going to miss the kid though. Maybe.no.
They got back to the Avenger about five hours later. Chelsey was immediately waiting by the door, but GT didn't look to sure. Boba spotted Vader practicly running out to greet the ship. He chuckled. It was hilarious to see the Dark lord of the Sith panicking over three little girls.
The door opened and Chelsey was almost a blur of motion, immediately attaching herself to Vader like when they had first seen him.
Vader looked up o see only Fett and GT in the doorway of the ship.
"Where's Zam." He asked, using his usual menacing voice. Hm Boba thought, not at all like the panicked tone he had heard when Vader was talking to him about Chelsey and the. that's right, he'd emphasized the fact that Chelsey was gone, ofcourse he had been to worried about GT to notice. He admitted o himself. Speaking of whom, she was still standing next to him in the Slave's doorway, quick mind working to make an excuse. Suddenly she forced her eye's to fill with tears. "T-th-th-he Storm troopers." She mock-sobbed. "It was horrible! They found us and then, and then. she trailed off, burring her face in Fett's armor, shoulder's shaking. Someone give this kid an award. Fett chuckled to himself. He noticed Chelsey, face in hands, with the same shoulder-shaking affect. In truth, they were laughing themselves horse over GT's bad acting, but Vader need not know that.
"Well, that would have worked." Vader stated. "If I wasn't reading your mind right now."
"Damn it." GT cursed herself for her stupidity. She should have had a mental wall up. Vader studied her for a moment longer before turning his attention to Boba.
"Mr. Fett, would you be willing to take on GT as a Bounty Hunting apprentice?"
GT froze. That-that-damn it! He had read more into her mind! Great. She looked at Boba. It would be all up to him now, make or break.
He turned his head to look at her. Come on, come on, please! She mentally pleaded. Fett turned back to Vader. Come on, don't make me pull the puppy eyes on you.
"I would be honored, Sir." GT fought back the urge to do a victory dance on spot. She didn't think that would impress anybody all that much. What she forgot to do was TRY to hide her emotions from other force sensitives.
"You're HAPPY to be going?" Chelsey asked, taken aback at the sudden wave of joy and relief emitting from her friend.
GT pulled the same smile she'd done when Fett first walked into the classroom. "Hm. let me think about that. um. ya!"
Chelsey regained her composure. Ofcourse, she should have seen it coming a mile away, but she never thought that Boba Fett would actually except her! She smiled. "I'll call ya if I need you guys then. The Universe better look out for a force sensitive Bounty Hunter!"
GT smirked back "And nobody better turn their back on a certain sadistic Sith. Make that two." She said, looking at Vader.
"Kill Palpy for me!" GT shouted as Boba Fett led her back into the Slave 1 .
"Only if you kick some giant Jaba the Hut, butt!"
"Done!"
"Deal!"
The End
(Not?)
SSJ V: We still do not own Star Wars. Take your evil lawyer and Sh- Boba: I never thought I'd have to remind you of our rating. SSJ V: It's OK, I rated this on PG 13. Boba *sadistic smile* SSJ V: Uh oh.
SSJ V: OK, this isn't my usual, 'eat sugar until you can't see strait and then go play on your computer' story. It actually has *gasp* a plot! And some drama, but it's still got bundles of humor! ^_^! So have fun reading!
Chelsey, G.T., Zam and Fuzzy Chan sat in the back of the freezing cold classroom, which G.T not so fondly mentally named "Snape's Dungeon". Their teacher, Mrs. Rozzie, was talking about. something, which only a kid nick named MO, MO was listening to.
"So, Chelsey, are we going to take Darth Kennedy to the movie to play the Star Wars slushy drinking game?" questioned G.T.
"Ya! I want to see Yoda kick but! And I can't wait to see Anikin again." Chelsey added as an after thought. Chelsey' s favorite character was Anikin. Besides, she reasoned, he grows up to be Darth Vader. I mean Darth Vader! Come on!
GT's favorite character on the other hand was Boba Fett, the bounty hunter. Believe it or not, this very. strange kid modeled her life after the hunter, and quoted him at appropriate times (e.g.: I bow to no one and I fight for a cause, or HA, HA, HA!) . Except for the padawan braid, because Obi Wan was cool when he was their age.
"I wish I was going with you guys." Zam complained.
Ya, remember last time?" Fuzzy Chan put in. "Raise de roof for Yoda!"
"Hey, maybe this time we should do the Evil, Psycho Kid laugh Patent Pending B- BOBA FETT!" GT shrieked.
"What the heck was that for?" Fuzzy Chan asked, cleaning out his ringing ears.
"I-I-I.. Boba Fe-e-" GT stammered with the weirdest look anyone had ever seen on her face.
Just then a girl named Elaine in the front of the class screamed, soon joined in by every one in the class, minus GT, who still had that odd look plastered to her face.
"I'm looking for a GT, Chelsey, Zam and Fuzzy Chan." Boba stated, hand on his Blaster holster.
GT, Chelsey, Zam and Fuzzy Chan shot their hands up, the same thoughts running through their minds: Boba Fett, + blaster + insubordination = instant pain. AKA, not to smart.
Boba raised an unseen eye brow. What, did these kids want to come with him? They obviously knew who he was, judging from the kid that shouted out his name, who he presumed was crazy. Maybe they were all crazy? That would explain it.
Boba motioned with his blaster that they should follow him, so the four jumped out of their desks and ran after him. That's it. He had to know.
"Why are you kids so eager to come with me? I'm a Bounty hunter! Don't you know what that means?" He asked, extremely exasperated.
"Sure we do." Zam answered. "It means your taking us out of science class, and we get to fly in a space ship."
"Not just any space ship!" Chelsey interrupted. "The Slave 1!"
"Furthermore, we get to see Mandalorian armor up close." GT interjected.
"Did we mention that your taking us out of science class?" Fuzzy reminded him.
Weird, weird kids. Boba thought, and walked out to the parking lot, where he had the Slave 1 parked. Noticing that a cop was giving him a ticket, he disintegrated him.
"Gulp." Was all that he could here from his charges. Maybe not as crazy as he thought.
He opened the door to his ship and they got inside.
"Why Vader wants you is beyond me entirely." He muttered.
"Vader?" Chelsey yelled, now with a look ALMOST as odd as GT's, after all they weren't there yet. "How long until we get there?" She asked exuberantly.
"About two days." Boba groaned. Two more days with these psychos.
GT pouted. She was hoping that it would take longer. Oh well, she would just have to cram it all in. She took out a note pad and a pencil.
"Hey, can I ask you a few questions?"
"No."
"What's it like to be a bounty hunter?"
"I get to kill people I don't like."
"What's the most important thing to remember about being a bounty hunter?"
"Always check your jet packs."
Zam snorted. GT cast her a dirty look that said "shut the H.I.F.L. up if you want to see the next second of existence.'
"Will you take you helmet off?"
"No."
"Now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"Shut up."
"Can I call you Curly?"
"1) No, 2) Why?"
"Because you have curly hair."
"How did you know?"
"Because your a clone of a guy with curly hair."
".Oh."
"Oh, oh, I have one!" Said Fuzzy. "When Jaba turned Leya over to you."
"OH YOU SICK MINDED, PERVERTED CHILD!" GT interrupted. "A) THAT HASN'T HAPPENED YET, DIMWIT! And B) No, He thinks that that things like that are immoral."
"He's a bounty hunter who kills things for a living, and he thinks it's immoral?" Asked Zam.
"Yes , read 'The Last One Standing: The Tale of Boba Fett'. Don't even talk to me until you do! You know why? Because I'm not listening!" Yelled GT with her fingers in her ears.
Ok, this was seriously getting scary for Boba. How did these kids, more particularly GT, know so much about him? Did Chelsey know that much about Vader? And he thought they were weird to begin with. He reached under the seat until he found what he was looking for, a box of Mellow Yellow. Just then, the arguing in the back stopped, and he heard a painfully loud, "BOBA, RUN! DON'T LET HER GET THE MELLOW YELLOW!"
The next thing he knew, Chelsey was tackling the box and clawing her way in!
"NO!" howled Zam, fighting her off.
"Boba, Pass, I'm open!" Yelled Fuzzy. Boba threw the box to Fuzzy, hitting him on the head and knocking him out.
GT ran over and did the only thing she could do to counteract Chelsey in this state, and gard the soft drink. She chugged an entire can.
Then the thought hit her! If Chelsey was acting insane right now, the only way to bring her back to normal was to act more insane then she, it might just embarrass her into acting normal anyway.
"Get the Mellow yellow never shall you!" GT yelped, or, the yelp may have been from Boba, who was seriously questioning his own sanity.
"Do the magical polka dance to KO you, will I!" And so GT started jumping around screaming "Magic, magic polka dance, magic polka dance this is!" She hesitated, knowing what she was about to do would embarrass Chelsey enough for sure, but she also seriously feared for her own safety in doing so. ran up to the bewildered Fett, grabbed his forearms and said "Help me do the magic polka dance you must, only way to defeat the Pepsi demon it is!" And she once again began twirling around, except this time, she was taking Boba with her.
"GT, stop that! You're embarrassing us!" Chelsey whined. GT stopped dancing. "Thank you for your help." She flashed a wide grin at Boba, and walked across the tiny room.
"Dear, Bloody, Hell." Boba stated, leaning back against the wall. She was trying to embarrass her friend? Well, at least they both stopped.
Just then the screen blinked on. It was Vader. Boba went to the Cock-pit of the Slave one. "Boba Fett have you retrieved the children?" Asked Vader, with the usual amount of Malice in his voice.
"Ofcourse." Replied Boba Fett.
"Good, I knew I could count on you." And the screen blinked out.
Fett sighed. His thoughts were broken by a: " OUCH! MR. FETT? UM, A LITTLE HELP?"
Boba stomped into the main room to see what was going on. GT was standing in the automatic door, which was closing on her.
"I can't move!" GT complained, looking pointedly at Boba' s electric trap that had snared her feet. "GRRRR."She growled, and jerked one foot back so hard that one of her Foot became free. "Uh oh." She murmured.
"What?" Zam inquired.
"You know how Mellow yellow gives me extra strength, because of the high sugar intensity?" GT asked.
"Ya." Zam answered.
"The Mellow yellow just wore off."
"Er, Mr. Fett?" GT asked, giving her leg a test pull. "Do you think that you can deactivate this?"
"Only if you're quiet for one hour." He smirked and went back up to the cock pit. Silence.
***ONE HOUR LATER***
"GET THIS BLOODY CONTRAPTION OFF ME!!" GT wailed.
Boba ignored it. Oh yes, revenge is sweet. No one 'Magic Polka Dances' With the Fett.
"Mister Fe-e-e-e-e-e-tt! Please?"
Just then Chelsey and Fuzzy came around, and seeing their best friend in the whole wide world unable to reach them, they decided to take advantage of it.
"Hey GT!" Fuzzy called "Boba Fett is."
Boba slammed the button to release GT, and immediately heard the high pitched scream and dragging noises, leading to a -
"Mr. Fett? Can you let me out?" By Fuzzy, and a very loud BITE ME! Was heard from the cock pit.
"I think we're a bad influence on him." Chelsey inferred from her spot on the floor.
They then decided that it was time to go to sleep. After Fuzzy yelled a few more times and got a " Go to H.I.F.L.!" An "Eat my shorts!" and "SHUT UP!"
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The next day was pretty uneventful. Chelsey tried to get the Mellow Yellow, was thrown in the trap, Fuzzy complained that his ankles got hurt, was thrown in the trap, Zam DID get the Mellow yellow, was thrown (with difficulty) into the trap, and GT taped her mouth shut and spied on the dash bored controls, and was running away from Boba when the ship landed.
Chelsey immediately ran off the ship, yelled, "BYE, BYE CURLY!", attached herself to Vader, and started giggling insanely as Vader tried to throw her off, Zam and Fuzzy close after, although keeping a respectable distance, while GT tried one more time to get Boba to take his mask off, pouted, said goodbye and slowly left the Slave 1.
Boba Fett got back on the ship, padlocked the door, and blasted off into space before realizing something. He was bored!
GT looked longingly into space as the Slave 1 blasted away.
"I have called you all here for a reason" Vader stated.
"Really, I never would have guessed." GT said sarcastically.
"Well, aren't we in a bad mood today." Fuzzy stated, earning an I'm pissed so froop the H.I.F.L. off TM look from GT.
"Yes, well, I have called you all here because you have force signatures through the roof, except for you." He pointed to Fuzzy. "I need a new admiral."
"Me? An Admiral?" Asked Fuzzy.
GT and Chelsey looked at each other. They knew that being Vader's admiral was NOT a good thing.
"All of you others." He pointed to Zam Chelsey and GT. "Will be trained as Sith lords, my apprentices."
GT muttered something about bounty hunters, but a sly smirk crossed her face.
"I'm in." She said.
"Us too." Chimed in Zam, Chelsey still too busy with Vader to notice the apocalypse.
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"First, choose your outfits." Vader explained, opening up a closet filled with. black stuff. "Black is the traditional Sith colour, and wearing the Sith cape is a time old practice."
Chelsey went first "Black bandanna, evil looking young Anikin suit! Nice."
Zam went second "Oh, a suit just like Zam Wesell's! Only in black! Coooool."
GT went last "Hey! I look like Luikie Skywalker!"
"What did you say?" Vader asked, snapping his attention towards GT.
"I said uh. I look like Luke. um. Sky hopper!"
Vader glared at her "You can not lie too me, young one."
"Uh.." GT fumbled for words, "You see. Can I call you Darthy?
"No."
"Ok Darthy."
"Be quiet before I decide to force choke something."
"."
"Good. Now, you will all build you own lightsabers, follow generally along these blueprints." He took out a scroll and left them to work.
"Boba was more fun than him." GT pouted, before getting to work.
ONE HOUR LATER
Vader strode back in to the room. "Have you completed your sabers yet?"
Nods were seen around the room..
"Good. Let's see them."
Chelsey activated her' s first. A red saber, designed to look like young Anakin's, the only difference being that it was red.
Zam went second, a unique design, producing a blue saber.
GT went last, designing hers to look like young Obi Wan's, only with a silvery blade.
"Coooool." they chimed, but were cut off by Vader firing a blaster at them! The first to move were Zam and Chelsey, deflecting the deadly projectiles, then GT, sending a shot back at Vader.
"What the H.I.F.L. was that for?" Yelled GT.
"To test your skills, young one."
"What is with that 'young one' shrapnel?" She asked, very T'd off.
" I shall call you what I like, you are my apprentices. Now, follow me to your rooms."
GT fumed all the way to her room, which turned out to be one room with two bunks.
"Top!" Yelled Chelsey and GT, throwing themselves towards the beds.
"Hey, what gives?" Chelsey asked when there was no ladder.
"Simple." Smirked Vader. "You have to learn how to force-jump to get to the beds.
Chelsey and GT shrugged, remembered what they heard in the Star Wars movies, and after about three tries, two foot jumped the six foot space to the beds.
*******One Month And Lots Of Training Later*********
"Young lady's, can I see your licenses please?" Asked an imperial traffic policeman, stopping the girls who were coming back from a "Shopping spree".
"You don't want to see our licenses." GT, in the driver's seat told him, waving her hand.
"I don't want to see your licenses." The policeman responded.
"You want to fork over your blaster."
"Here, You can have my blaster." The cop said, handing his blaster over to them.
"You want to see if you can drop 500 stories and bounce."
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee."
"Your mean GT." Zam snorted, looking after the fallen officer.
"Well duh, I'm a Sith. And I didn't see you complaining when we mind tricked that guy, who was it? Wedge or something, into giving us the speeder, or when we tricked those people into giving us the free clothes, or."
"All right, all right, I get the picture, jeeze." Zam retorted.
Chelsey sighed. If only something exciting would happen around here. "Guys, how about we go back now."
GT looked sad. "No more joy-riding in speeders?"
Just then, someone rear ended them. "Oh, nice going Han, now get out and apologize to those girls." "But, Leya. were in a hurry!" "Be that as it may Han, you should still apologize." "Fine kid," "My name is L-U-K-E! LUKE!" "Kid, only if you come with me." "Fine." "Men."
The troublesome trio froze. Oh, not good, oh so very, very NOT good. What a day to leave your lightsabers behind. "OK, no one act evil." Chelsey instructed, not looking back.
"Wow! Incredible! Han, get ready, I feel three incredibly strong evil forces coming from that car."
"I have a bad feeling about this." Zam choked through gritted teeth. "And Vader is going to be so T'd off if we kill his kid."
"Just go along with them." GT instructed.
Wer. A humming noise erupted from behind them. A lightsaber.
"God, if I die now, I have been to the bridge of the Avenger and been trained by Darth Vader. But if you kill me , I swear, I'm so going to kick your butt when I get up there. Or down there. Something like that." Chelsey prayed.
As she finished that sentence, the but of a blaster and a lightsaber came down on the back of their heads.
"Are you sure their the Sith Vader trained? Their just kids!" a voice. Where were they? How long had they been out?
"Hm, many forms the dark side has." Another voice agreed. No way, it couldn't be, but it had to be!
Zam rubbed her head. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see GT pretending to be a sleep, only the pace of her breathing gave her away, which even then she quickly rectified. "Yoda?" Zam asked, holding the egg on the back of her head to stop it from throbbing.
"Ah, know my name the small one does."
"Hey! I'm the oldest one here! Ok, except for you and Luke. Mainly you." She amended. "What are we doing here?" She asked harshly. After all, even if Yoda was very, extremely, cool, he had KIND of kidnapped them.
"You are our hostages for now. The Dark lord will have to do something for your ransom." Luke interjected, beaming. Obviously, he had come up with the plan in the first place.
"Ha, you certainly over-looked something then." GT smirked, revealing her consious state. She dug in her zipped up pocket, then frowned, and continued searching.
"Looking for this, are you?" The diminutive master asked, pulling something out of his pocket.
GT growled. That was an obvious 'yes'.
"Confiscated it I did. Look suspicious it does. Tell me what it is you will."
"When I was checking the main controls of the Slave 1 , I found an extra com-link device, linked directly to the built in com in Boba Fett's Mandalorian armor." She spat back, with a glare that would frieze the blood of the most callused heart. That's when they found out that Yoda was far sighted.
"Hm, Tell me who this 'Boba Fett' is you speak of. Sounds familiar it does."
That's when GT lost it. Yoda had done it. She had been waiting to vent this at someone for a very long time.
"Ya, well, I'd hope you would remember, master." She snarled. "Don't you? That little boy who sat in the stands and watched as one of your 'peace- keeping-Jedi', sliced his father's head off, that sick b-"
"Ah, remember that I do." Yoda said, shaking his head with remorse. "Bad decision that was by master Windu. Terrible pain I felt, was the consequence of his actions."
"Duh." GT huffed, leaning back on the dirt.
"Ow." Groaned Chelsey waking up. "I missed something, didn't I?"
"Oh, not much." Zam explained. "Only that we've been kidnapped by Yoda and Luke, are being held for ransom., GT's plan to get us out of here by calling Boba Fett just flopped, speaking of which, she just vented the injustices of Mace Windu against him, bla, bla, bla, the usual."
"Oh, Ok." Chelsey said going back to sleep.
GT and Zam were glad then that Chelsey didn't say anything like "Hey, Luke, when your dad was your age, he was hotter than you". They remembered at first being mad at Vader for ordering the doctor to get rid of 'all distractions' which happened to include all non-essential hormones, but right now they felt like kissing his boots. GT remembered that that was about the time that she hadn't needed glasses anymore. She'd suspected that that had something to do with it, but never bothered asking.
"Weird kids these are."
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"Their WHAT?!?" Vader yelled at the captain. He had just found out that the three kids were missing, and although he would not admit it to himself, he had actually become very attached to Chelsey, treating her almost as the daughter he could never raise.
"Listen to me captain." Vader growled, pulling the officer in close by the scruff of his neck, even forgetting momentarily about the force. "Either you find them, or you will be finding it very difficult to breathe in space!"
"Y-e s Sir. But I have some good news! Jedi master Yoda had been found, on a planet near the outer rim.!"
"Tell your troops to get over there, wipe out all the life, and then FIND THOSE KIDS!" And with that, Vader stomped off, there was someone he had to call. **************************************************************
"THERE WHAT?!?!" Fett yelled at the hologram, for once loosing the coolness he usually kept about himself. Impossible! The kids? Missing? He sighed and calmed down, panicking would be no good. But they had probably been kidnapped! His mind worked and he sat down. For the first time in a long time, the bounty hunter was worried. That kid, GT, she was a smart one, and whether he liked it or not, he supposed, chasing her around the ship and holding on to his helmet for dear life after doing the "Magic Polka Dance" well, the kid really kept him on his toes, that was for sure.
Just then , he noticed the absence of the beep* beep* beep* of his extra com unit. It was gone! One of them had taken it! Now all they had to do was get it from whoever kidnapped them.
"Vader, I'll have those kids back to you in no time.." The confident hunter proclaimed, and switched off the holo. All he could do now was wait.
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GT peeked out of one eye. It was there, right in front of her, even if she couldn't see it, she could sense it. It was the only way out of this mud ball planet, and she would not fail. She couldn't use the force, the others would sense it. She had to use the skills she had learned on Vader's ship, the Avenger. Just like sneaking extra rations after kerfeu. She told herself, even though she knew it wasn't. One slip would alert the Jedi master, and then she may be here for a long, long time.
She crept over to the sleeping Jedi, and carefully slipped the com out of his pocked.
"Mr. Fett? Are you there? Mr. Fett?"
The call was so silent that the dozing hunter barely heard it, but he did.
"GT, where are you?" He asked, getting a Sh! From the other end.
"I don't know! All I know is that we've been captured by Luke Sky Walker, and a Jedi master named Yoda."
Boba Fett stopped listening after 'Yoda'. Sure he knew where that was, but could he get there before the Storm Troopers? Only one way to find out. He locked on coordinates and reved the ship into hyperspace.
"I've locked on coordinates. Fett out."
*Click*
The com hung up, GT sighed with relief. Thank the force. Then, realizing what she had done, quickly shoved the com into the Jedi's robes and darted towards bed, before the green master stirred, looked at her and scolded "Try to get the com unit you should not. Have it force garded do I." GT faked looking crestfallen, stomped back into bed, but went to sleep with a crafty smirk playing on her face.
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Boba Fett and the Slave 1 zoomed across space. It had been one day since the call and he was almost there. Question is, would he make it in time? He forced the image of three blaster torn bodies out his mind. He was going to be sick. Great. He thought. My most important mission, and I let my feelings get in the way. Or was it only his feelings that made it seem more important? What ever the case, he didn't have time to contemplate it, he told himself. Almost there.
They sensed it before they even heard it. Thump, thump, thump. What was making that noise? Thump, thump. Realization dawned on Chelsey's face. Her head snapped around to the others. They knew it too. Storm troopers. Oh, so very, very not good.
"On the count of three, we run." GT whispered. The troopers blasted down the trees in front of them. "THREE!"
The trio, plus Luke with Yoda on his shoulders, darted off into the woods, followed by cries of "Kill them!" As they ran.
"Please hurry Boba!" GT whispered. "Come on, come on."
Luke skidded to a stop, Zam ran into him, almost pushing them both over the gargantuan cliff face that they were staring down! Luke grabbed a vine, swung over, then tied it around the tree on the other side!
"LUKE YOU SOBBING SOB OF A SOB! GET YOUR SOBBING REAR END BACK OVER HERE!" Zam yelled, but Luke had disappeared through the trees.
"Think we can take 'em?" Asked Chelsey without looking back.
GT cast a look behind her, only to be confronted by the entire storm trooper army gaining on them. "No, no not really." She stated. She looked down the canyon again. She sighed. This was NOT her day, before jumping into the pit!
"GT! WHAT THE HIFL ARE YOU--- AHHHHHH!"
"AHHHHHHHH"
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
Chelsey pushed Zam into the pit, and they fell towards the ground. "I'm going to get either an ulser, a hernia, or a heart attack, if I don't end up as a pancake." Zam thought to herself, as they continued their deadly decent.
Boba cruised along a crevasse, searching for the kids. Something wished passed the window of the Slave 1 Followed by two more screaming figures, who in turn were followed by heavy blaster fire that came to a cease when the troopers figured their young pray was dead . The brats! He turned his ship into a nose dive, and began catching up on the receding forms. Luckily for them, they had kept their wits about them and were falling spread eagle down the hole. His ship easily caught up to the lowest one, GT, who aimed herself in through the door, since they were falling at the same speed. Next, he slowed down for the other two, who angled themselves in, same as GT, finally, coming to a stop, just before the bottom of the pit. Zam got out and started kissing the earth, while Chelsey stopped hyperventilating, and GT did a very un-GT like thing, ran up and hugged Boba Fett, before coughing into her hand and saying thanks, to embarrassed to realize that the hug had been returned, but Fett certainly wasn't about to tell her that either.
*cough* "Um. thanks.a lot, you saved us."
"Ya, well, I was hired by Vader to get you three back."
GT did her best to hide her disappointment, and Fett was about to say something before.
"Back to the Avenger?" Zam asked.
"Yes." stated Fett quizzeldly. Ofcourse back to the Avenger, what was she thinking?
"Well, because I was just wondering." Zam trailed off.
"You want to go home." Chelsey finished for her friend. Zam nodded sheepishly. Boba stared. She wanted to go home? To Earth? He sighed. He would do that, but what would he tell Vader?
"All right, I'll take you." He concluded. "Anyone else want to go home?"
No one said anything. He figured that. GT and Chelsey seemed more the type for intergalactic adventures, without the comfort of parents there for them.
Zam smiled. She knew her friends wouldn't want to go home. After this, they would never be satisfied with an adventure again. All the same, she wanted to see her mother again. Zam sighed. She knew she would be giving up a lot though. all of the adventure, her friends.
"Hey Zam, when you go home, tell our parents that were all right, but I don't think they'll believe you about the whole 'Hey mom, guess what? I got captured by Boba Fett, trained on the Death star by Darth Vader in the ways of the force, kidnapped by some rebels, including Han Solo, Leya Organa, Luke Skywalker and Jedi master Yoda, and Boba Fett just decided to drop me back off at school' thing.."
Chelsey pointed out.
"Ya, that's probably a good idea, and maybe refrain from using the force and all that junk." Zam laughed.
Chelsey laughed along. It had been one hack of a long week. She was looking forward to being on the Death Star again. Vader had actually turned out to be good mentor to her. Plus, the Storm troopers were always nice to her, in a big-brother kind of way. The Avenger and the Death Star were kind of like a family to her now. Even Palpatine was sort of a crabby old grandpa who looks really disgusting and. Ok, she just really didn't like that guy. She chuckled at the thought of Palpatine telling ninety- year-old fishing stories to Vader, and then Vader slicing his head of. She really, really didn't like 'ol Palpy. Ofcourse it would be hard to leave her real family, after all, they were blood! She just thought somehow that it was better this way.
So, it's back to the Avenger. GT thought. She knew that she should be really happy. Right from the start she knew that if the chance for some great adventure like this arose that she would snap it up in an instant from the time she was five years old. It's not like she wasn't grateful or anything, she just wanted to be more than some small town average Jo who doesn't even make a dent in the Universe when all is said and done. Being a Sith lord, that was a prospect that promised great adventure, and she would make a difference, she just felt it wasn't right. She looked around the Slave 1 and sighed. She knew why it didn't feel right. She looked at Boba Fett, in his Mandalorian armor. Her idle, the enforcer of everything that she stood for. Hell, if it wasn't for him, she wouldn't even be thinking about this. The only question that burned in her mind at the moment was: What was she going to do about it?
Zam got off at their school on Earth. Seeing as how it was Saturday, there weren't many people around. And besides, who's going to believe a couple of drunken looking teenagers when they said that the Slave 1 touched down in their parking lot?
Everyone said goodbye to Zam, and watched her meet up with her parents once again. "Well, happy ending number one down, two more to go." Chelsey smirked.
"Ya." GT agreed half-heartedly. Chelsey didn't notice, but Boba Fett gave her an odd look out of the side of his helmet. Like he said before, weird kids. He thought with a grin. He sighed. He was going to miss the kid though. Maybe.no.
They got back to the Avenger about five hours later. Chelsey was immediately waiting by the door, but GT didn't look to sure. Boba spotted Vader practicly running out to greet the ship. He chuckled. It was hilarious to see the Dark lord of the Sith panicking over three little girls.
The door opened and Chelsey was almost a blur of motion, immediately attaching herself to Vader like when they had first seen him.
Vader looked up o see only Fett and GT in the doorway of the ship.
"Where's Zam." He asked, using his usual menacing voice. Hm Boba thought, not at all like the panicked tone he had heard when Vader was talking to him about Chelsey and the. that's right, he'd emphasized the fact that Chelsey was gone, ofcourse he had been to worried about GT to notice. He admitted o himself. Speaking of whom, she was still standing next to him in the Slave's doorway, quick mind working to make an excuse. Suddenly she forced her eye's to fill with tears. "T-th-th-he Storm troopers." She mock-sobbed. "It was horrible! They found us and then, and then. she trailed off, burring her face in Fett's armor, shoulder's shaking. Someone give this kid an award. Fett chuckled to himself. He noticed Chelsey, face in hands, with the same shoulder-shaking affect. In truth, they were laughing themselves horse over GT's bad acting, but Vader need not know that.
"Well, that would have worked." Vader stated. "If I wasn't reading your mind right now."
"Damn it." GT cursed herself for her stupidity. She should have had a mental wall up. Vader studied her for a moment longer before turning his attention to Boba.
"Mr. Fett, would you be willing to take on GT as a Bounty Hunting apprentice?"
GT froze. That-that-damn it! He had read more into her mind! Great. She looked at Boba. It would be all up to him now, make or break.
He turned his head to look at her. Come on, come on, please! She mentally pleaded. Fett turned back to Vader. Come on, don't make me pull the puppy eyes on you.
"I would be honored, Sir." GT fought back the urge to do a victory dance on spot. She didn't think that would impress anybody all that much. What she forgot to do was TRY to hide her emotions from other force sensitives.
"You're HAPPY to be going?" Chelsey asked, taken aback at the sudden wave of joy and relief emitting from her friend.
GT pulled the same smile she'd done when Fett first walked into the classroom. "Hm. let me think about that. um. ya!"
Chelsey regained her composure. Ofcourse, she should have seen it coming a mile away, but she never thought that Boba Fett would actually except her! She smiled. "I'll call ya if I need you guys then. The Universe better look out for a force sensitive Bounty Hunter!"
GT smirked back "And nobody better turn their back on a certain sadistic Sith. Make that two." She said, looking at Vader.
"Kill Palpy for me!" GT shouted as Boba Fett led her back into the Slave 1 .
"Only if you kick some giant Jaba the Hut, butt!"
"Done!"
"Deal!"
The End
(Not?)