Chapter 5 Part Three

"Mistress Organa…Mistress Organa!" C-3PO said. He was chasing after Leia Organa and was determined to speak with her. Alongside him was his faithful companion R2-D2. He scooted down the gray corridors of the Mon Calamari star cruiser. He gave a series of beeps. "Of course she realizes that Luke is down there, I am just reassuring her. Why does it matter to you…you…you stupid hunk of junk." R2 went silent. They entered a circular room filled with commanders and star pilots. Among this group were Han Solo and his Wookiee friend, Chewbacca.

Leia walked up to Han, "How's the fleet, is everyone okay?"

"Don't be so hasty," he responded, "No hi or hello? Well if your gonna be that wa-"

Leia cut him off, "Han…" she sighed.

"Alright, alright. The fleet's fine, but we can't get a signal through to the surface. I'm afraid."

"Afraid? Why should we be afraid?"

"Oh my!" said the worried voice of 3PO. Chewie let out a growl also.

"Look this isn't gonna be easy, but it's Luke." Said Han.

"Luke? What's he got to do with this? Wait a minute… he isn't down there is he? No…no he's down there. Isn't he?"

"I told him not to go, but-"

"But nothing! Han we have to go down there! He's gonna get himself killed!"

"Wait a min-"

He was cut off by Leia again, "Let's get out of here and save the kid." With that she rushed out of the room followed closely by the rest.

Luke with blade ignited cautiously walked down a small corridor in the Jedi Temple. He was on the fiftieth floor in the central spire. That was about half way down the spire. With him was the last of the Rebel Troopers. They had been ambushed a couple levels up and they were the only ones that survived. They turned a corner and found them selves staring at the dark sky of Coruscaunt. They had just entered a hanger, abandoned and cold. With the twitch of a wrist the lights went on. Before them were a dozen or so Jedi starfighters. There were a couple of delta class fighters and some weird looking Eta-2 starfighters. Out of know where a white head popped up from the far side of one. Two red lasers came firing headed for them. Luke deflected his and shot it back to the stormtrooper. The rebel was not so lucky. Both the troopers collapsed and fell dead. "All alone…great." He said out loud. He walked towards the Eta-2 starfighters. He ran his hands along the smooth wings. Something interrupted him. It was the Force. It was telling him that something bad was going to happen.

Inside the lone AT-AT a buzzing came in over the comlink. It was scratchy and barely interpretable. "Our troops…none lef-…we onl-…a dozen…must follo-….order." The commander was confused but realized what must be done. "It seems that our troops have withered down to a few." He said, "Aim for the spires. We must finish the job. Lord Vader wants that base destroyed."

"Yes sir." The gunner said.

The Millennium Falcon raced across the midnight sky. The blue tint in the sublight lighting the area. It approached the old temple at attack speed. Next to the temple was the lone walker. It's elephant-like form barely recognizable. Just then two bursts of light shot out from the head of the walker. Han and Leia watched as the lasers flew across the plaza until it hit the main spire. The impact was huge. An explosion expanded on the circumference of the spire until the hot gases evaporated. The temple was stable but not much. "Luke…he's in there!" Leia screamed.

The walker fired again in the same spot. This time it was fatal. The old building spewed out a constant smoke tower from all sides of the circular level. Then Leia saw something strange and odd. It was a speck of light that flew away from the temple. Just in time to, for the building finally collapsed. Level upon level it piled up, smoke becoming a mass of black gas. The building was utterly a mass of trash when it stopped.

"Oh my! Master Luke! He-" C-3PO was cut off from his grief.

"No Luke wasn't in there. I can still feel him." Leia said.

"Ground zero ehh?" Han said.

"Yeah ground zero." Leia said in awe.

Chewie gave a sad roar when something came in on the comlink.

"Quiet Chewie." Han said, "Something's coming in."

"Miss me?" the familiar voice of Luke said.

"Luke!" the group said in unison.

"Yeah I'm back. So much for the ground base ehh?"

"Well we're just glad your back." Leia said.

R2 gave cheerful beeps agreeing with Leia.

Luke's fighter came into view from the cockpit window. He wasn't flying his X-wing though, it was a blue Eta-2 Jedi starfighter scored with black stains from plasma fire. "Nice piece of junk Luke. Let's see if that thing can get back to the fleet." Han said jokingly. The two craft swerved up together and made their way out of Coruscaunt.

Mon Mothma stood in the command center of the Frigate. The room was all white and had blaring lights on the ceiling. In the center of the room was a huge hologram of the Rebel fleet, Coruscaunt, and the surrounding space. The vast void of space was motionless. Nothing filled it up. She peered deeply into the hologram. Then as if a malfunction in the hologram over two dozen Imperial star destroyers appeared out of hyperspace. The void had been filled and the reinforcements had arrived.