Disclaimer
I don't own star wars or any other copyrighted characters, though Jamie is
mine and most of the personalities are also figments of My imagination.
Summery
Qui-Gon Survived, long enough to have a daughter who ends up getting taken and sent to earth as a domestic slave. Han Solo who should know how his luck works shouldn't have any thing to do with her, but his anti-compassion center must be broken. this all begins before episode 4.
I'm still trying to figure out how to do spacing on my chapters.
Chapter 4
"All aboard," I called from the top of the ramp. "Don't mind her, she's just a little crazy," Han called from behind me. "You always ruin my fun, like that time where I wanted to blast that pirate, but you said no, because it wasn't firing at us, and then we got boarded, and we had problems, I still ended up blasting him, but it wasn't as fun," I said. "There is something wrong with her," Luke groaned as he trudged up the ramp. "Aww, you're such a poor sport, just because I have a lot of energy, doesn't mean there's something wrong," I said. "Yes it does, with the energy you're expending the rebellion could win this thing in just a few minutes," Luke said. "Luke, we both know that is not true, it would only take seconds," Han teased. "I've known you long enough that Chewie would stand back if I started beating on you," I said. Chewie grunted and I translated for Luke, "Chewie wants to get out of here, he's not liking the way everything has started," I said. The imps fired at us as we took off, but there were no ships following us, until the last moment, I didn't get to fight.
"Aww, Han, you didn't let me blast anyone," I complained as Chewie and the droids played a game, and the Jedi practiced. "There was no need to, why do you like blasting people so much anyway?" Han asked. "It's not the people, it's the fire the flames, I hate that there are people involved, remember that time the pirates who tried to hijack us tried because they needed more room, and I blasted them, then I passed out," I said. "Yah, so?" Han groaned. "She talks to much," Luke said shutting off the light-saber. "Only cuz you're listening to me, and therefore I'm ruining your concentration, but if you would listen to the force instead of me, then you wouldn't lose your concentration," I stated. "Han, do you know how to shut her up?" Luke said. "She's right Luke, and therefore I suggest that you keep practicing," Obi- Wan said. After Luke got hit a few more times, I was quiet the whole time Han spoke up, "does anyone know why we're all sitting here?" "That sounds like one of my questions, but for the first time I can answer it, we're in hyperspace and there's nothing else to do, because you won't let me load any sims to practice in the gun well," I said. "Kid, you got problems," Han said. "Give me something to do," I complained. "Build something," Han said. "I have nothing to build with," I said. "There's still that old computer you brought on our first trip, and that data pad you had me destroy," Han stated. "You suggested using the data pad battery space to power the computer," I said. "It's in that box there," Han said, "And any other electrical stuff I've had no use for." I grabbed the box, looking at what was in it, I borrowed Han's multi tool, and got to work, even though I'd have no discs to play on it, I decided to make a disc player, since I never had one on earth. Once we got to Alderaan, there was to much excitement for me to work on it, though Han still wouldn't let me fight or even near the Gun wells. I sat with Jedi master Obi-Wan as we waited for the fight to be over. "I sense a great potential in you, young one, if you would just relax," He said. "Well I used to be able to relax, but that was a long time ago, before I saw the galaxy for what it is," I said sadly. "The galaxy isn't really all that bad," Obi-Wan said. "Not that bad, someone blew up a planet, if that's not that bad, I don't know what is," I said. "Someone blowing up your planet," Obi-Wan said. "In a sense they did, I can never go home, and the only home I was part of out here was on Alderaan," I said.
There was yelling, it seemed we were being pulled to a moon type thing by means of a tractor beam, and no matter how hard Han and Chewie tried they couldn't get us out of it. I started following Han's orders, he was not getting caught by the imps, they still had a bounty on his head from Tatooine, and some imps liked to collect on bounties. We all hid in Han's smuggling compartments, we used two, Chewie, Luke and I were in one, and Han was in the other with the two droids and Obi-Wan. "It's safe to get out now," I said, "They're gone, but they'll be back with sweepers in a minute." We all climbed out, knocking two storm trooper guards out, Luke put on a regular uniform, while Han and I wore the storm trooper armor. The helmet on mine stunk, and I was a little to short for it. The group of us slipped form the ship, and went to the landing bay control booth. Minutes later Obi- wan informed us that he would shut down the reactor, and we were to stay in the control room. It didn't take long for the guys to get into trouble though, soon we were walking down the hall with Chewie in binders, heading to the detention level. While Luke went to get the princess, Han, Chewie and I were left as guards. To make a long story short, we didn't have much luck in our job, and soon I was falling head first down a garbage shoot. Once we were all in, and standing up the princess turned to me and said, "I was hoping you hadn't returned to Alderaan after news of my death reached you." "I was on my way there, actually, I just made a side trip to visit my old friend Han on tatooine," I said.
"Run," Han said, the three of us had been separated from Luke and Leia shortly after getting out of the garbage shoot. I made the run, and was waiting under cover by the ship, also firing cover shots for the others, finally we were all at the ship, all but Obi-Wan, he was fighting someone by one of the doorways. The door began to close, and Obi-wan shut off his light saber, letting his opponent kill him. I watched the cloak crumple as Master Obi-wan's body disintigrated, as would any jedi master's body when the willfully gave themselves up to the force. I heard his voice as a whisper, telling me to call his saber to me, and to use it as I deemed right.
I don't own star wars or any other copyrighted characters, though Jamie is
mine and most of the personalities are also figments of My imagination.
Summery
Qui-Gon Survived, long enough to have a daughter who ends up getting taken and sent to earth as a domestic slave. Han Solo who should know how his luck works shouldn't have any thing to do with her, but his anti-compassion center must be broken. this all begins before episode 4.
I'm still trying to figure out how to do spacing on my chapters.
Chapter 4
"All aboard," I called from the top of the ramp. "Don't mind her, she's just a little crazy," Han called from behind me. "You always ruin my fun, like that time where I wanted to blast that pirate, but you said no, because it wasn't firing at us, and then we got boarded, and we had problems, I still ended up blasting him, but it wasn't as fun," I said. "There is something wrong with her," Luke groaned as he trudged up the ramp. "Aww, you're such a poor sport, just because I have a lot of energy, doesn't mean there's something wrong," I said. "Yes it does, with the energy you're expending the rebellion could win this thing in just a few minutes," Luke said. "Luke, we both know that is not true, it would only take seconds," Han teased. "I've known you long enough that Chewie would stand back if I started beating on you," I said. Chewie grunted and I translated for Luke, "Chewie wants to get out of here, he's not liking the way everything has started," I said. The imps fired at us as we took off, but there were no ships following us, until the last moment, I didn't get to fight.
"Aww, Han, you didn't let me blast anyone," I complained as Chewie and the droids played a game, and the Jedi practiced. "There was no need to, why do you like blasting people so much anyway?" Han asked. "It's not the people, it's the fire the flames, I hate that there are people involved, remember that time the pirates who tried to hijack us tried because they needed more room, and I blasted them, then I passed out," I said. "Yah, so?" Han groaned. "She talks to much," Luke said shutting off the light-saber. "Only cuz you're listening to me, and therefore I'm ruining your concentration, but if you would listen to the force instead of me, then you wouldn't lose your concentration," I stated. "Han, do you know how to shut her up?" Luke said. "She's right Luke, and therefore I suggest that you keep practicing," Obi- Wan said. After Luke got hit a few more times, I was quiet the whole time Han spoke up, "does anyone know why we're all sitting here?" "That sounds like one of my questions, but for the first time I can answer it, we're in hyperspace and there's nothing else to do, because you won't let me load any sims to practice in the gun well," I said. "Kid, you got problems," Han said. "Give me something to do," I complained. "Build something," Han said. "I have nothing to build with," I said. "There's still that old computer you brought on our first trip, and that data pad you had me destroy," Han stated. "You suggested using the data pad battery space to power the computer," I said. "It's in that box there," Han said, "And any other electrical stuff I've had no use for." I grabbed the box, looking at what was in it, I borrowed Han's multi tool, and got to work, even though I'd have no discs to play on it, I decided to make a disc player, since I never had one on earth. Once we got to Alderaan, there was to much excitement for me to work on it, though Han still wouldn't let me fight or even near the Gun wells. I sat with Jedi master Obi-Wan as we waited for the fight to be over. "I sense a great potential in you, young one, if you would just relax," He said. "Well I used to be able to relax, but that was a long time ago, before I saw the galaxy for what it is," I said sadly. "The galaxy isn't really all that bad," Obi-Wan said. "Not that bad, someone blew up a planet, if that's not that bad, I don't know what is," I said. "Someone blowing up your planet," Obi-Wan said. "In a sense they did, I can never go home, and the only home I was part of out here was on Alderaan," I said.
There was yelling, it seemed we were being pulled to a moon type thing by means of a tractor beam, and no matter how hard Han and Chewie tried they couldn't get us out of it. I started following Han's orders, he was not getting caught by the imps, they still had a bounty on his head from Tatooine, and some imps liked to collect on bounties. We all hid in Han's smuggling compartments, we used two, Chewie, Luke and I were in one, and Han was in the other with the two droids and Obi-Wan. "It's safe to get out now," I said, "They're gone, but they'll be back with sweepers in a minute." We all climbed out, knocking two storm trooper guards out, Luke put on a regular uniform, while Han and I wore the storm trooper armor. The helmet on mine stunk, and I was a little to short for it. The group of us slipped form the ship, and went to the landing bay control booth. Minutes later Obi- wan informed us that he would shut down the reactor, and we were to stay in the control room. It didn't take long for the guys to get into trouble though, soon we were walking down the hall with Chewie in binders, heading to the detention level. While Luke went to get the princess, Han, Chewie and I were left as guards. To make a long story short, we didn't have much luck in our job, and soon I was falling head first down a garbage shoot. Once we were all in, and standing up the princess turned to me and said, "I was hoping you hadn't returned to Alderaan after news of my death reached you." "I was on my way there, actually, I just made a side trip to visit my old friend Han on tatooine," I said.
"Run," Han said, the three of us had been separated from Luke and Leia shortly after getting out of the garbage shoot. I made the run, and was waiting under cover by the ship, also firing cover shots for the others, finally we were all at the ship, all but Obi-Wan, he was fighting someone by one of the doorways. The door began to close, and Obi-wan shut off his light saber, letting his opponent kill him. I watched the cloak crumple as Master Obi-wan's body disintigrated, as would any jedi master's body when the willfully gave themselves up to the force. I heard his voice as a whisper, telling me to call his saber to me, and to use it as I deemed right.