Chapter 8
No Turning BACK
Shortly after Dykon had taken Kareel hostage, an arrangement was made so that if the Empire left Rattak they wouldn't be destroyed, and being the coward he was, Kareel agreed to that. It had taken a month for the Empire to pack their things and leave the planet forever. The leader of the Rebel force, Willard Jasec, had ordered a few more squadrons to enforce the agreement with the Empire. The Rebels were all afraid that the Empire would come back shortly with a full armada and blast the hell out of us, but we would be prepared at the very least.
The last day the Empire was here was a joyous one. Only Captain Kareel, his lieutenants, and a few top pilots were all that was left. Each of them was putting their personal belongings inside Kareel's shuttle, all except Kareel himself, who was talking with Willard (we called him Willy).
"Do you, Captain Kareel of the Galactic Empire", said Willy in a very serious tone, "solemnly swear under the terms of surrender that you shall not get within three parsecs of our planet or we will use force to make you leave?"
"You're going to use the Force to make us leave?" asked Kareel.
"No, you son of a Ronto chip", exclaimed Willy, "we will use force to make you leave".
"Oh!" exclaimed Kareel. "In that case I will be forced to agree". He whipped out a pen from his pocket and signed the paper. Kareel walked towards the shuttle to leave, but Willy grabbed his arm and pulled him towards him.
"Do you agree under the terms of surrender that if you and your men aren't the stated three parsecs away from the planet Rattak that we will use force to make sure you are?"
"Yes, that won't be a problem. LET'S MOVE!" He ran to the shuttle and began to shout commands at his men to hustle up, and in ten minutes they were the stated three parsecs away from the planet. Once they were gone every single Rebel on the planet began to cheer, and Willy held up his blaster in the air.
"No, we shall start decorating this damn place!" A lot of rebels, armed with paint buckets and other home decorating materials then cheered and ran to the building to customize the bleak and depressing decorations. Willy, not caring to become a home decorator, turned to me and smiled. "You've helped us so much these past days. If it wasn't for you, Rattak might not belong to the Rebels right now. Who are you?"
"My name is Dykon Therron", replied Dykon.
"What rank?" asked Willy. There was silence for several seconds.
"Well, you see, I'm not technically a rebel."
"What? Now you tell me you're a spy! Thanks! Maybe I'll just execute you slower now!"
"No, that's not what I mean. I was a TIE pilot for five years, but during the battle I just switched clothes and became one of you".
"Why?" Dykon then told Willy of the battle between the Raptor and the Tantive III, how he chased the X-Wing with the dragons on it, crash landed on the planet, and became Cino's captive. Then he told of how he became one of the Rattakeen rebels by accident and how he fell in love with Vienta. Next, with a solemn tone and doing his best not to weep, he told of the party, the destruction of their rebellion, and how he became an Imperial pilot again waiting for his transfer.
"Wow", said Willy. "That's an impressive story".
"I know", said Dykon. "Well, I guess I'll just have to go back to the Imps..."
"What? No you won't! You said you were a TIE pilot, weren't you?"
"Yes".
"Then let's go get your papers signed and get you in an X-Wing!" Suddenly, for the first time in several months, he beamed.
THE END
No Turning BACK
Shortly after Dykon had taken Kareel hostage, an arrangement was made so that if the Empire left Rattak they wouldn't be destroyed, and being the coward he was, Kareel agreed to that. It had taken a month for the Empire to pack their things and leave the planet forever. The leader of the Rebel force, Willard Jasec, had ordered a few more squadrons to enforce the agreement with the Empire. The Rebels were all afraid that the Empire would come back shortly with a full armada and blast the hell out of us, but we would be prepared at the very least.
The last day the Empire was here was a joyous one. Only Captain Kareel, his lieutenants, and a few top pilots were all that was left. Each of them was putting their personal belongings inside Kareel's shuttle, all except Kareel himself, who was talking with Willard (we called him Willy).
"Do you, Captain Kareel of the Galactic Empire", said Willy in a very serious tone, "solemnly swear under the terms of surrender that you shall not get within three parsecs of our planet or we will use force to make you leave?"
"You're going to use the Force to make us leave?" asked Kareel.
"No, you son of a Ronto chip", exclaimed Willy, "we will use force to make you leave".
"Oh!" exclaimed Kareel. "In that case I will be forced to agree". He whipped out a pen from his pocket and signed the paper. Kareel walked towards the shuttle to leave, but Willy grabbed his arm and pulled him towards him.
"Do you agree under the terms of surrender that if you and your men aren't the stated three parsecs away from the planet Rattak that we will use force to make sure you are?"
"Yes, that won't be a problem. LET'S MOVE!" He ran to the shuttle and began to shout commands at his men to hustle up, and in ten minutes they were the stated three parsecs away from the planet. Once they were gone every single Rebel on the planet began to cheer, and Willy held up his blaster in the air.
"No, we shall start decorating this damn place!" A lot of rebels, armed with paint buckets and other home decorating materials then cheered and ran to the building to customize the bleak and depressing decorations. Willy, not caring to become a home decorator, turned to me and smiled. "You've helped us so much these past days. If it wasn't for you, Rattak might not belong to the Rebels right now. Who are you?"
"My name is Dykon Therron", replied Dykon.
"What rank?" asked Willy. There was silence for several seconds.
"Well, you see, I'm not technically a rebel."
"What? Now you tell me you're a spy! Thanks! Maybe I'll just execute you slower now!"
"No, that's not what I mean. I was a TIE pilot for five years, but during the battle I just switched clothes and became one of you".
"Why?" Dykon then told Willy of the battle between the Raptor and the Tantive III, how he chased the X-Wing with the dragons on it, crash landed on the planet, and became Cino's captive. Then he told of how he became one of the Rattakeen rebels by accident and how he fell in love with Vienta. Next, with a solemn tone and doing his best not to weep, he told of the party, the destruction of their rebellion, and how he became an Imperial pilot again waiting for his transfer.
"Wow", said Willy. "That's an impressive story".
"I know", said Dykon. "Well, I guess I'll just have to go back to the Imps..."
"What? No you won't! You said you were a TIE pilot, weren't you?"
"Yes".
"Then let's go get your papers signed and get you in an X-Wing!" Suddenly, for the first time in several months, he beamed.
THE END