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The Final Battle

A flash of green, a flurry of fur, and several yells came suddenly to Luke's rescue.

Luke was suddenly pushed violently, without warning away and the blaster bolt hit the blade of Luke's green lightsaber and ricocheted back hitting the jawa right between the eyes.

There was a sudden silence over the battle field, yet again. This time even the corpses seemed to be strangely quiet. Luke stared up at his rescuer.

All our heroes and even some of the bad guys exclaimed his name in one voice- "CHEWIE?"

"RAHHAGH!" this was one pissed off wookiee! He offered Luke a hairy hand/paw and pulled him quickly to his feet.

'I'm sorry!' he said, and he meant it. The men and women around them were starting to recover so he added quickly, 'you take it from here then!'

With that Chewbacca handed Luke his own lightsaber and stood back to the side lines to watch an expert.

Luke had just enough time to take a quick look at both the lightsabers he now carried before he was attacked from all sides. Although he had no idea as he twirled and spun the lightsabers, he was fighting just as his father had done against Count Dooku a long time ago in a galaxy far, far…….well fine it was this galaxy but that's beside the point. Everyone around was left in complete awe but that didn't stop them making their feeble attacks.

Yet again Luke failed to notice something that could have been his undoing. Several of the amateur warriors had broken away from the main group and pulled the Jedi Master's friends back into action. They were hopelessly outnumbered but Luke had a sudden brainwave.

'Leia,' he communicated telepathically with his sister. 'Try and get them all out in the open! I'm gonna finish them all in one move!'

'One move?' Leia though disbelievingly. 'How are you gonna manage that? You'll never manage it!'

'You wanna bet?'

Even in the heat of the battle Leia smirked at the sibling rivalry. 'Fifty credits.'

'Done!'

Between shots Leia managed to yell the instructions at the non-Jedi group. Apparently they too found them absurd but complied anyway.

Luke bent on one knee and threw up his sabres in the air. As if by magic- or as the 'good guys' knew better, Force Powers- they twirled around each other in a strange sort of dance, cutting each attacker in half one by one before there was anything they could do to stop it.

Luke had the most intense look of concentration because he knew that if he raised his head ever so slightly the injuries could range from decapitation to a really bad hair cut.

The amount of Force Power he was using was quickly draining him but for the rest of them it was an amazing, even beautiful sight. Well, apart from the whole blood, guts and heads flying everywhere, it was beautiful.

As the last person fell, the lightsabers deactivated and fell neatly into Luke' hands. He looked up and in his eyes his friends saw how much the attack had affected him. He was exhausted. He managed to get to his feet wearily but Leia, Han, Chewie, Wedge and Lando saved him the trouble of walking and came to him themselves.

All they could do for a moment was stare at him. It had been an enormous, almost scary display of power.

"Fine!" said Leia in a rather surly voice, breaking the spell, "You win!"

Luke chuckled quietly but didn't say anything.

"WOW!" Wedge suddenly yelled even though Luke was only two feet away, "HOW COOL WAS THAT SPINNY THING, MAN? CAN YOU TEACH ME?"

"SURE WEDGE!" Luke yelled back, thinking that maybe the noise of the battle had made Wedge temporarily hard of hearing.

Luke turned to Chewie, "You…………Have a lot of explaining to do young wookiee!"

Chewie looked down on him with big, baby blue eyes. 'I'm sorry,' he whimpered sorrowfully. He then continued with one other sentence that everyone- apart from Wedge, who didn't understand- gasped at in disbelief.

"WHAT DID HE SAY! WHAT DID HE SAY!" The noise of Wedge's voice made everyone wince.

Then, in a raised voice, but not raised enough for Wedge's benefit, Han cried, "What do you mean, you were jealous of Lowbacca!"

"WHY ARE YOU WHISPERING?" This was obviously Wedge.

"Chewie," said Luke with exasperation that one might have if a child said he was jealous of his best friend's new speeder, "We love you for who you are. We don't need you to be a Jedi! But you could have cost all of us our lives! I need my lightsaber! It's the only weapon that's really any use to me!"

Lando muttered something about sentimental Jedi's from his place beside Wedge.

Luke put his hand on Chewie's furry forearm and said in a sympathetic tone, "You're always going to be more use to us with a bowcaster than with a lightsaber."

Chewie, who was apparently feeling better already said, 'Well, I did save you're life. I am sorry Luke I didn't know there was going to be a fight-"

"It's fine," said Luke patted Chewie's arm and smiled, "Just don't do it again."

"WELL AT LEAST NO ONE WAS HURT!" cried Wedge.

BANG!

Luke had lost the bet. One man was still alive and kicking and had fired one shot that flew right past Luke's right ear and hit…….Han, directly in the shoulder sending him flying backwards.

Chewie let out an enormous cry leapt into the air and brought his fist down on the top of the man's head knocking him out cold.

Luke and Lando ran to Han and lifted him off the ground, "It's not bad," he mumbled and all could see he was right. The man obviously had not had the blaster on a high enough setting.

"Chewie!" Leia yelled, "Bring him!" she pointed at the man lying at Chewie's feet, "Let's see if he's ready to talk!"

A.N. We would just like to point out that the title of this chapter has nothing to do with the actual plot, but we just wanted to see how many people would think Luke was dead.

Thorney: Hellooooo! We are Back in Black people!

Sweetdeath04: We're wearing blue actually.

Thorney: (glares) We have been from one end of the globe to the other but now we are back in good ol' and surprisingly sunny, Northern Ireland!

Sweetdeath04: Indeed, the impossible has happened! Now, even though it's the summer, we've been busy. I've been blowing up saucepans on the Duke of Ed.

Thorney: Trust me; you don't wanna know what I've been doing.

Both: Well, we better leave you to your reading (and reviewing). So go and read another fanfic, or better yet, another one of ours!

Sweetdeath04, Thorney and Maggie (Thorney's dog)