AN: You know the run down. The Star Wars universe belongs to George Lucas and this is just a fan fic that I wished explored. And thanks to all of you who have reviewed! The credit goes to Tweets as well for this story, so thanks Tweets!
"Quiet!" Piett told his men. They had got safely aboard the Executor without alerting anybody yet, but they still had to be careful. He wanted to return to his wife alive, and that meant not getting caught.
He had split the strike team up into two teams, telling each to watch themselves. Leaving one team back at the shuttle to guard it, Piett took the other team along the corridors he knew all to well to get to the bridge. If they could take the bridge, then the rest of the Star Destroyer would be easy to take over.
The only problem that Piett could see was Vader.
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Han pulled the Imperial shuttle out of hyperspace and approached the Executor.
"Chewie, if this doesn't work, we have to get out of here pretty qui ck."
I know,Chewie roared. How exactly am I supposed to fly?
"I don't know," Han replied, a little annoyed. "Fly casual."
A voice crackled over the com. "Shuttle Deuterium, we have you on our scopes. Please give your clearance code and flight path."
Luke and Leia exchanged glances and the former leaned over Han. "Here, use this." He saw Han's doubtful glance and said, "Trust me."
"If you say so." Han switched the com on. "We are heading to the moon's surface. Our clearance code is 'Abrasive braggadocio'." Han clicked the com off and turned to look at Luke and Leia. "I hope that code is valid."
"Well, it was used by Beth to get off Naboo," Leia commented. "I don't know how she got it or even where Naboo is. I haven't heard of that place before."
"Let's just hope this is worth it all," Han whispered, before leaning back to wait. He sat tight in the pilot's chair with his crew, waiting for the reply to come from the Executor.
"Do you think Piett's got on there yet?" Leia whispered to Luke.
"I think so."
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"Where is that shuttle going?" Vader rumbled to his new admiral.
"To the moon's surface."
"Do they have a clearance code?"
"Yes sir. It checks out." The admiral shifted his weight underneath the dark lord's gaze. "I was just about to clear them. Shall I hold them, sir?"
Vader's reply was delayed slightly. He knew what that shuttle held and who was aboard – his son. "No. Let them proceed."
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"Vader's on that ship," Leia said suddenly.
"Come on! There are many command ships. Vader can be on any one of them," Han replied, not believing his ears.
"The Executor is his ship, and he's on there. He knows that I'm here," Luke backed up his sister. "I can sense him."
One look at their faces told Han that neither twin were kidding around with him. "Hold on, Chewie," he said, turning back to the view port. "This could be a rough ride. I just hope you're wrong, kid."
"Shuttle Deuterium, you have clearance. Proceed on your present course."
"Thank you," Han replied over the com. "Told you."
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Piett could hear Vader's respirator travelling further and further away from the bridge. The time to act was then. They wanted full control of the Executor before the rest of the Rebellion arrived. The Super Star Destroyer would bee a great help to the battle
Indicating to the men to follow him, Piett got up and entered the bridge slowly. He didn't want the Imperials to inform Vader that they were there. He strolled onto the bridge and walked straight to the security plants. He stunned both of them, while his team took control of the bridge.
To Piett's surprise no one struggled with his team. "So, Slinté, you were the one to replace me. I'm surprised. Does Vader know that you only follow orders and don't actually believe in the Empire's cause?"
"Not as far as I know. He wasn't the one to promote me. I was promoted by Moff Granét."
"Lucky you, because last I checked, Moff Granét was suspected of being a Rebel sympathiser."
"He was?"
"Yeah he was. Madine, have you gotten rid of the Security Plant alarms yet?"
"Just about. Another couple of minutes and I will have."
"Good. Lieutenant Traneu, Vader's whereabouts, please."
"Asking for clearance to depart and land on the Death Star."
"Grant it."
"Yes, sir."
Piett sighed, noticeably relaxing as he looked around at his team members. "Tell me when Vader takes off."
"Yes sir. He just took off."
"Thank you. Madine, how are the security alarms coming along?"
"Gone."
Piett smiled. "Good. Traneu, set up a new transponder ID, identifying this ship as the Life Quest, but do not broadcast it until I tell you to do so."
He nodded at Piett's command and went about doing it. Piett contacted the other group and then smiled again. This was probably the easiest job he ever had to do. It was almost too easy.
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Vader was now aboard the Death Star, riding up the turbo lift to have an audience with the Emperor. He was trying to figure out what was happening. He had clearly sensed his son aboard that shuttle that landed on Endor's moon, with another Jedi. It hadn't been Beth. He knew it wasn't Beth, but it was somebody else strong in the Force.
Not quite knowing what was going on and who the second Jedi was, Vader fumed. How many escaped my rampage? How many still lived?
And you thought no one escaped? You should've known better. Jedi Masters are not to be underestimated. You should have learnt that from Obi-Wan Kenobi and Mace Windu, Anakin returned to Vader's questions.
Stop it! Vader mentally yelled at his forever emerging lightside opposite.
The lift doors opened onto the Emperor's throne room level.
"I thought I told you to remain on the Command ship!" the Emperor spat.
"A small Rebel force arrived on the forest moon."
"Yes, I know."
"My son is with them, as is another Jedi who I am yet to identify. I have felt them, my master."
"Strange that I have not. Perhaps your feelings on this matter are not clear, Lord Vader."
"My feelings on this matter are clear, my master."
"When the time is right, your son will come to you, and you will bring him before me."
"He will come to me?"
"Yes. He will come to you as I have foreseen. Only together can we turn him to the darkside."
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"There are two of them, alright. We'll have to deal with them."
"Han!" Leia protested.
"Don't worry. Chewie and I can handle this."
"Han!" Luke hissed. "Be careful."
"Hey! It's me." Han flashed his cocky Solo smile and moved off with Chewie.
Luke and Leia rolled their eyes and looked at each other. "That's what we're afraid of," they whispered together. They watched as Han made his way down to the two stormtroopers.
"What does he think he's doing?" Leia asked.
"I don't know, but we have to help him. He could get us all killed," Luke shot back and followed Han's path. "We don't want to give our position away."
Han, now behind one of the storm troopers, fired his blaster, which malfunctioned. His eyes widened with surprise as the stormtrooper turned around.
"Go for help!" he yelled at the other stormtrooper and fought off Han.
The other stormtrooper nodded and turned, only to be sliced in half with a lightsaber. The original stormtrooper that Han confronted was also finished with a blade in his gut.
"Thanks," Han said.
"Look!" Leia called to Luke. "There's two more over there!"
Luke turned to see where Leia was pointing. "Come on! Let's go."
Han saw them too. "No wait!" he called out as the twins hopped onto the two speeder bikes to case the stormtroopers. They had no time to lose. Han mumbled, "Double trouble," as he watched the two disappear into the forest.
Luke reached the tailing stormtrooper and levelled with him. He tried something that he wouldn't have dreamed of doing before becoming a Jedi and that was to ignite his lightsaber to destroy the speeder the trooper was on. He successfully did as Leia drew even with him again.
"One down and one to go," Luke called triumphantly to his sister.
"Meaning it's my turn."
"You do know that Han's probably swearing about us and saying things like 'Darn double trouble' and 'They're always in trouble on my shift, why not Beth's?'"
"Good point, but hey, he can't have it his way all the time."
"I know. Here's your guy. I'll wait here for you."
"Okay, see you later, Bantha poodoo." Leia called after taking off after her quarry.
"Hey!"
Half an hour later, Leia was back. "I crashed him into a tree back there."
"Okay, let's go meet up with Han and the team." And don't call me poodoo!
"Don't do that!" Leia protested. "It's unnerving."
Argue over our link. It's safer. It won't be heard by anyone but us.
Okay. Sounds like a plan. Let's go back. Leia smiled at Luke and took off back to the team. "Race you back to the team," she yelled.
Luke ran to his swoop and raced after Leia. He soon found that he had been spotted and was now being chased. Leia! he called out to her over their bond. We've got trouble. Two more of them.
Leia looked back over her shoulder to see Luke shoot back between the two stormtroopers. She swung around and brought her lightsaber out. Aiming between the two, Leia ignited her blade and swung out at the closest one to her.
Within a matter of seconds, she had lost Luke and was heading towards a tree she couldn't avoid. She jumped, using the Force to aid her jump and landing.
Luke, where are you? Leia sent to her twin.
Somewhere. I've met a native, Luke replied and sent an image of what looked like a miniature wookiee to her. And that other stormtrooper's dead.
Where are you?
Um… Go back to Han and the team. I'll try send you my location then.
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Piett looked around the bridge. By that stage, he was wishing he had remained with his wife. Beth meant a lot to him over the years, but lately, even more.
He knew that there was nothing to do now if he went back to the main fleet. It wouldn't help anybody. No one at all.
Sighing, he had been glad that he had seen Beth before he had left on the mission, even though it was only for a brief time. He just hoped that everything would be alright.