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Ok, sorry it took so long for me to get Chapter 17 out. I.lost motivation for a while. I was thrown into a horrible dark chamber and forced to slave away for hours with people breathing down my neck waiting for me to put a toe out of line. *Coughmyoldschoolcoughcough* But all is well now! I'm in high school! Go Band!
Chapter 18
Han stared between Boba and the empty room. "They were here. I swear. They were. They weren't supposed to get out. They were here." Chewie roared out the open window, but the children couldn't hear him.
Leia panicked. Her babies were gone. And with Joad, the girl that everyone was after. Why had she taken a girl from the streets? She was a respected individual from the senate. She was a high-ranking and highly respected human. She was supposed to be wise and intelligent. Why had she done such a stupid thing? But Joad was so innocent. She was being returned to her father, obviously an extremely rich and powerful man, who happened to love his daughter very much. But he did services. He was some illegal crime lord, and his daughter had just escaped from Chief of State Leia Organa Solo's house. When word got out, what would enter her life? More stress and action, just what she needed.
Boba, on the other hand, looked at the window, and turned and walked out. Quickly. His steps bordered on running. Of course he was not panicking. He saw Chewie grab Solo and Leia and drag them after him, but he didn't care. He had to get Joad. Joad was in danger.
"Fett, wait," Solo called after him jogging to catch up. "Our children. Can you.can you get them back? You're getting Joad and.."
"When I get the girl, your children will be there." He was glad Solo was starting to get a grip. If you panicked, you would accomplish nothing. "Get you blaster ready Solo, it won't be easy." He noticed Solo giving him a sidelong look, but he didn't care. He was going to save Joad.
They emerged from the house, carefully stepping around the unconscious figure of Bossk. Leia was off of Chewie, supporting her own weight, a look of determination on her face, gripping her blaster, ready for anything. Chewie was by her side, eager to get Jacen and Jania back. Han walked shadowing Fett.
A rumble filled the swampy forest. All four took cover immediately, dodging behind shrubs and trees, keeping a sharp eye out. A ship rose out of the nearby jungle. The group watched from their vantage points as it blasted off into the atmosphere.
When it was gone, Leia crawled in the dirt over to Boba Fett.
"What are we going to do now?" She hissed as Han and Chewie slowly crawled over. They all looked at him expectantly. Where were their brains? He knew that Solo had a better mind then this, same as Leia and Chewie. He guessed that losing their children made them think less straight. Some people.
It was obvious to him what to do. Janda had come in two ships and only one had lifted off. "It's a decoy," he grunted as he punched a command into his ship control on his wrist. Slave I blasted off in a blaze of light and explosion. It rocketed up through the atmosphere and disappeared into the dusk sky.
"Where are they then? Our children are here?" "Who else is here? That wasn't Bossk's ship? What going on?" Question's bombarded him from both sides. Hadn't he used to not give answers?
"Janda the Hutt is here, trying to get her leverage back."
"Janda," Han asked, completely shocked. "Janda the Hutt? Wants Joad? Who's is this girls father?"
Without reply, Boba got up and stalked almost silently through the forest, dodging and weaving. They were all spread out, hidden and out of sight most of the time except for a flash here, and crack there.
Boba knew what that ship leaving meant. He had to get there before Janda got word that Slave I wasn't following, or she left herself. The Hutt was no fool. She would not send the children off, and she was probably thinking that he was a frantic father, pining for his daughter. Hence Slave I's hasty departure, just to help her reasoning. He didn't know where Janda was, but he knew where her ship had landed, and she was bound to be close to it.
Janda smiled as she saw Slave I blast away. Fett wasn't as smart as he pretended, especially when he thought like a father, and not a bounty hunter. She knew very well that Fett could be outsmarted and out toughed. True, it didn't happen very often, but it happened. She had the upper hand. She had his daughter.
There were the two others, an added bonus. Handy that the twin children of Leia and Han Solo should fall into her hands. Blackmail was a powerful tool. She chuckled and looked over at the sniveling children. With a jolt she realized that none of them were sniveling. True, Jacen and Jania Solo looked frightened, but Joad Fett was sitting erect, ignoring her companions, eyes darting. Was she looking for escape? Or her father? Janda moved slowly over.
"My dear girl," Janda put on her sweetest voice, silkily trying to break her. "There is no hope for escape. That was your father's ship blasting away. He's gone and left you. Be a dear and don't cry." It didn't work. Joad turned her steely, dry gaze towards the Hutt and stared. Her eyes didn't move, her mouth a line, pursed at the corners. He shoulder-length black hair qwivered and the small girl shook. Janda would have like to think that it was with fear. But as she slowly moved away, she decided that it wasn't.
Leia watched the cluster of mercenaries, Hutt aides, Janda, and, most important of all to her, her children. Pride burst in her as she saw that neither of them where crying, though they were holding each other's hand, for support. She noticed that Joad sat stiffly and silently. A single tear slid down Joad's cheek and she hastily whipped it away. Leia saw Janda smile triumphantly, sickeningly, at her. But all Leia had a mind for was her babies. Captured by this horrible creature. And for what?
Leia waited for the signal. It was a birdcall, not native to this planet, to be given by Fett. Who would have thought that he could whistle? It was probably some sound maker thing that he had. The plan was simple, but horribly dangerous. The children were at serious risk. But it was the only was short of surrendering herself to Janda. That would put both herself and her children at Janda's mercy. Fett had also said it was not an option, so it was not an option.
The plan was the after the birdcall had been sounded, Fett, Han and she would cover Chewie, the closest to the kids, as he rescued them. That was all that was told. Pick off the guards first. It would be tragic if Joad died, but her children were the priority for her. She had no doubt that, if given the chance, Fett would run off with Joad, leaving them to finish the fight. She watched, ears straining, as Janda began a discussion on a comlink.
Janda grinned as the tear slid down the Fett girl's cheek. But that was all, no more followed. She would break, once she realized that her father wasn't coming. Oh yes, she would break. Fett would see a sobbing daughter, totally broken, but unharmed. That was how he would soften. He would bow to her, and help her jump up through the Hutt world until she was ruler. She smiled again at the thought. She would rule the clans.
An aide brought her a comlink, murmuring hastily that it was Nal Hammar, the pilot that had flew the decoy ship. No doubt he was calling to confirm Fett's follow-up, then she could leave this planet.
"My Ruler Janda," he began in Huttese. "I must tell you regretfully that Slave I has not appeared to have followed us. I do not believe that he believed our flight."
A shrill birdcall rent the air, trilling between three pitches, ending in dash upward and the last note hung in the air. The mercenaries fidgeted, and Janda new why. _That_ wasn't a native bird.
Then all Hell broke loose.
Blaster fire came from the trees, picking off mercenaries one by one. A well-aimed rocket exploded with impact to the cockpit of Janda's ship, the HuttMaster. And the children were gone in a roar and blur of brown.
Blaster fire was flying everywhere. The mercenaries, caught in the open, were being picked off like rabbits. Blaster fire from the forest continued. The only shelter she saw was her ruined ship. She was almost there when suddenly there was a Fett in front of her.
"You tricked me Janda." Boba stood before her, a rocket launcher in his hand. Janda eyes were transfixed on it, but right hand moved slowly to her last hope. "I don't appreciate being tricked, or used. You know to much." His finger tightened on the trigger and Janda pulled her hidden blaster. Her world exploded in a blinding flash of light. The last sound she heard was her wild shot.
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Ok, sorry it took so long for me to get Chapter 17 out. I.lost motivation for a while. I was thrown into a horrible dark chamber and forced to slave away for hours with people breathing down my neck waiting for me to put a toe out of line. *Coughmyoldschoolcoughcough* But all is well now! I'm in high school! Go Band!
Chapter 18
Han stared between Boba and the empty room. "They were here. I swear. They were. They weren't supposed to get out. They were here." Chewie roared out the open window, but the children couldn't hear him.
Leia panicked. Her babies were gone. And with Joad, the girl that everyone was after. Why had she taken a girl from the streets? She was a respected individual from the senate. She was a high-ranking and highly respected human. She was supposed to be wise and intelligent. Why had she done such a stupid thing? But Joad was so innocent. She was being returned to her father, obviously an extremely rich and powerful man, who happened to love his daughter very much. But he did services. He was some illegal crime lord, and his daughter had just escaped from Chief of State Leia Organa Solo's house. When word got out, what would enter her life? More stress and action, just what she needed.
Boba, on the other hand, looked at the window, and turned and walked out. Quickly. His steps bordered on running. Of course he was not panicking. He saw Chewie grab Solo and Leia and drag them after him, but he didn't care. He had to get Joad. Joad was in danger.
"Fett, wait," Solo called after him jogging to catch up. "Our children. Can you.can you get them back? You're getting Joad and.."
"When I get the girl, your children will be there." He was glad Solo was starting to get a grip. If you panicked, you would accomplish nothing. "Get you blaster ready Solo, it won't be easy." He noticed Solo giving him a sidelong look, but he didn't care. He was going to save Joad.
They emerged from the house, carefully stepping around the unconscious figure of Bossk. Leia was off of Chewie, supporting her own weight, a look of determination on her face, gripping her blaster, ready for anything. Chewie was by her side, eager to get Jacen and Jania back. Han walked shadowing Fett.
A rumble filled the swampy forest. All four took cover immediately, dodging behind shrubs and trees, keeping a sharp eye out. A ship rose out of the nearby jungle. The group watched from their vantage points as it blasted off into the atmosphere.
When it was gone, Leia crawled in the dirt over to Boba Fett.
"What are we going to do now?" She hissed as Han and Chewie slowly crawled over. They all looked at him expectantly. Where were their brains? He knew that Solo had a better mind then this, same as Leia and Chewie. He guessed that losing their children made them think less straight. Some people.
It was obvious to him what to do. Janda had come in two ships and only one had lifted off. "It's a decoy," he grunted as he punched a command into his ship control on his wrist. Slave I blasted off in a blaze of light and explosion. It rocketed up through the atmosphere and disappeared into the dusk sky.
"Where are they then? Our children are here?" "Who else is here? That wasn't Bossk's ship? What going on?" Question's bombarded him from both sides. Hadn't he used to not give answers?
"Janda the Hutt is here, trying to get her leverage back."
"Janda," Han asked, completely shocked. "Janda the Hutt? Wants Joad? Who's is this girls father?"
Without reply, Boba got up and stalked almost silently through the forest, dodging and weaving. They were all spread out, hidden and out of sight most of the time except for a flash here, and crack there.
Boba knew what that ship leaving meant. He had to get there before Janda got word that Slave I wasn't following, or she left herself. The Hutt was no fool. She would not send the children off, and she was probably thinking that he was a frantic father, pining for his daughter. Hence Slave I's hasty departure, just to help her reasoning. He didn't know where Janda was, but he knew where her ship had landed, and she was bound to be close to it.
Janda smiled as she saw Slave I blast away. Fett wasn't as smart as he pretended, especially when he thought like a father, and not a bounty hunter. She knew very well that Fett could be outsmarted and out toughed. True, it didn't happen very often, but it happened. She had the upper hand. She had his daughter.
There were the two others, an added bonus. Handy that the twin children of Leia and Han Solo should fall into her hands. Blackmail was a powerful tool. She chuckled and looked over at the sniveling children. With a jolt she realized that none of them were sniveling. True, Jacen and Jania Solo looked frightened, but Joad Fett was sitting erect, ignoring her companions, eyes darting. Was she looking for escape? Or her father? Janda moved slowly over.
"My dear girl," Janda put on her sweetest voice, silkily trying to break her. "There is no hope for escape. That was your father's ship blasting away. He's gone and left you. Be a dear and don't cry." It didn't work. Joad turned her steely, dry gaze towards the Hutt and stared. Her eyes didn't move, her mouth a line, pursed at the corners. He shoulder-length black hair qwivered and the small girl shook. Janda would have like to think that it was with fear. But as she slowly moved away, she decided that it wasn't.
Leia watched the cluster of mercenaries, Hutt aides, Janda, and, most important of all to her, her children. Pride burst in her as she saw that neither of them where crying, though they were holding each other's hand, for support. She noticed that Joad sat stiffly and silently. A single tear slid down Joad's cheek and she hastily whipped it away. Leia saw Janda smile triumphantly, sickeningly, at her. But all Leia had a mind for was her babies. Captured by this horrible creature. And for what?
Leia waited for the signal. It was a birdcall, not native to this planet, to be given by Fett. Who would have thought that he could whistle? It was probably some sound maker thing that he had. The plan was simple, but horribly dangerous. The children were at serious risk. But it was the only was short of surrendering herself to Janda. That would put both herself and her children at Janda's mercy. Fett had also said it was not an option, so it was not an option.
The plan was the after the birdcall had been sounded, Fett, Han and she would cover Chewie, the closest to the kids, as he rescued them. That was all that was told. Pick off the guards first. It would be tragic if Joad died, but her children were the priority for her. She had no doubt that, if given the chance, Fett would run off with Joad, leaving them to finish the fight. She watched, ears straining, as Janda began a discussion on a comlink.
Janda grinned as the tear slid down the Fett girl's cheek. But that was all, no more followed. She would break, once she realized that her father wasn't coming. Oh yes, she would break. Fett would see a sobbing daughter, totally broken, but unharmed. That was how he would soften. He would bow to her, and help her jump up through the Hutt world until she was ruler. She smiled again at the thought. She would rule the clans.
An aide brought her a comlink, murmuring hastily that it was Nal Hammar, the pilot that had flew the decoy ship. No doubt he was calling to confirm Fett's follow-up, then she could leave this planet.
"My Ruler Janda," he began in Huttese. "I must tell you regretfully that Slave I has not appeared to have followed us. I do not believe that he believed our flight."
A shrill birdcall rent the air, trilling between three pitches, ending in dash upward and the last note hung in the air. The mercenaries fidgeted, and Janda new why. _That_ wasn't a native bird.
Then all Hell broke loose.
Blaster fire came from the trees, picking off mercenaries one by one. A well-aimed rocket exploded with impact to the cockpit of Janda's ship, the HuttMaster. And the children were gone in a roar and blur of brown.
Blaster fire was flying everywhere. The mercenaries, caught in the open, were being picked off like rabbits. Blaster fire from the forest continued. The only shelter she saw was her ruined ship. She was almost there when suddenly there was a Fett in front of her.
"You tricked me Janda." Boba stood before her, a rocket launcher in his hand. Janda eyes were transfixed on it, but right hand moved slowly to her last hope. "I don't appreciate being tricked, or used. You know to much." His finger tightened on the trigger and Janda pulled her hidden blaster. Her world exploded in a blinding flash of light. The last sound she heard was her wild shot.
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