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."