A Rose In The Frost11
The
firing had started. Leia's ship was a diplomatic vessel not meant for war. The
few rebel soldiers on board took out blasters unsure what to do. From her window
Leia watched an escape pod fly off into the distance, it contained her hope.
She herself took out a blaster and headed off down a corridor. Which to her
amazement was deserted. That was when the shaking began; the ship had been
caught in a tractor by Vader's. Leia was growing desperate. She couldn't let
all her friends die.
Yet she had no idea where this corridor was. It was a large ship and she had
not been in most of it. The ship stopped shuddering, and Leia heard the
unmistakable noise of feet, and a door being forced open.
The rebels watched the door open and the stormtroopers' enter. Then the
blasting began. It was impossible to see what was going on in the chaos and
gunfire. However it was mostly rebels who perished. The weapons of the empire
were far superior and their ranks better trained.
Most rebels began to scatter when another figure entered. The figure they had
all met in their nightmares. Darth Vader, this time wearing his horrible black
mask hiding his handsome features. He made no noise as he entered in a sweep of
darkness. Nobody even considered firing at him, nobody dared.
Vader grabbed a rebel who was petrified at the very sight of "Lord
Vader". Vader grabbed him tightly around the throat, cutting of his air.
"Where are the plans?" He asked the man.
"I don't know." Choked the man in panic.
Vader tightened his hold.
"Liar, I know several transmissions were beamed to this ship. Tell me
where they are!" The man merely choked. Vader lost his patience, he
tightened his grip again. There was a sickening snapping noise. Vader flung the
man's body against the wall.
"Kill the rebels except the princess. Bring her to me. I want her
alive." Vader commanded, and the stormtroopers set off.
The small droid watched as he came closer to Alderaan. Unaware of the
importance of the information he contained.
"Give
into your hatred young Vader." Commanded Palpatine. His evil wrinkled
face-watching Luke smash up droids with his lightsaber.
"Think of the person you hate, she is holding you back."
"My mother." Yelled Luke chopping the head off an old protocol droid.
"I hate her."
Leia was becoming increasingly lost. She
could hear footsteps coming towards her, she pointed her blaster randomly, and
completely unsure what direction the footsteps were coming from.
Suddenly something came out of the darkness and hit her. She fell to the floor
unconscious.
Once she collapsed several stormtroopers gathered around her.
"Take her to Lord Vader's ship but do not harm her." The head
commanded. "He wishes to talk to her."
