Chapter 1:
The Air Duct.
Mark flew the Hawkeye with surgeon like precision into the freighter. A lot of TIE's for only one freighter, thought Mark. Just outside the ship he had to shoot through waves of tie fighters to get to the ship.
Mark was a Jedi/Mercenary. His ship the Hawkeye, resembled an A-wing fighter only a bit bigger, and instead of the round things in the back of the fighter were two laser turrets. The Cockpit was large. There was a miniature fridge and all sorts of snack bags lying around. The ship required two pilots, one to fly the ship, and one to use the weapons system. In the back of the pilot's chair, there was a radar screen with two crosshairs. There were two joysticks. Each stick controlled the turrets. The extra pilot helped for precise shots and faster flying.
Mark had been sent on a mission to find out what all the imperial freighters were smuggling. They were becoming a common sight lately. Rumors arose such as more cortosis was being smuggled. Another was that they were making an army of TIE's to invade them.
Greebo, a rodian, was Marks co-pilot. "Do I need to come?"
Mark replied, "No but thanks anyways."
Greebo sighed. "Oh well."
"Maybe next time." Mark glanced up at the giant fan that was at the end of the shaft, if there is a next time… he thought.
The Hawkeye landed in a cargo hold. There was a small bridge across the walkway into a control center. Mark walked into the center. All he saw was an admiral standing there. He had dozed off. Mark let him sleep. He looked at the controls and pressed a button. The fan slowly kicked to life. The admiral woke up. Before he could scream, Mark drew his lightsaber and sliced him across the chest. Some Stormtroopers that were on patrol walked into the room.
Mark instantly threw the lightsaber killing all of them except for one trooper. He dodged the blow, but his weapon was sliced in half. He ran out but was caught in the fans intake. He was pulled screaming towards the fan. Mark winced as he heard the crunch of the trooper's armor against the fan.
Mark sheathed his saber and went into the open door.
He entered the freighter.
To be continued.
Authors notes.
1: This is my first fan fic so please go easy on me in the reviews.
2: I don't know the exact word for when you "turn off" a lightsaber so I'll use sheathed. It also sounds cooler.