The Rebel Cause

Chapter two

A Blast to the Past

Disclaimer: As much as I would love to own the rights to Star Wars, I'm afraid I must say that I do not. George Lucas and I have discussed it and I tentatively agree that the force would be better left in his hands. But that's not stopping me from borrowing his topic for awhile. Mua ha ha ha ha! And I'd like to see anyone stop me!

Jess: Okay everyone! Bear with me! This isn't my general genre. I'm more into comedy and funny stories to tell you the truth.

BFD: So that is why you shall only be here when you're needed for comic relief!

Jess: But I want to try other genres! (pouts, glaring daggers at BFD)

BFD: Oh please! Do you know how horrible it would be for a comic to write say... angst or something like that? You'd scare them all away!

Jess: Hey! You don't know! Maybe I'm really good!

BFD: Well, we'll never know unless you try, and I'm not going to risk that chance.

Jess: Okay...fine...

BFD: You don't know how hard it is to write this! I have no idea where I'm going! So I'm probably just going to making a parallel line to the existing storyline with my own twists and turns. It might be confusing, because I'm getting into the habit of switching back and forth between characters during different chapters without warning. It hasn't shown up in any of my submitted work... well, a little bit in this one...but most of my handwritten work that's waiting to get typed up, it's jumpy all over the place. Anywhoo, if that turns up more frequently, and you find it hard to understand, just say so in your review. Reveiews help me to better my writing if people give me praise or criticisms, especially criticisms. (Though not mean ones, those just dampen my ego and then I get pissed and start throwing things around) lol. And if there are a lot of words spelt wrong or whaterver, forgive me; it's four in the morning and I haven't fallen asleep yet, so I'm cranky! Well, I'm normally cranky, but...

Jess: (grumbling) Tell me about it! I'm finding it exceedingly difficult to remain my cheerful self.

Bfd: Well, what are you guys still doing here? Go ahead and read my wonderful masterpiece or my sucky creation that deserves to be chopped up into little bits and burned at stake...That's the thing! I don't know! It's up to you to tell me whether I sank or swam! Enjoy...hopefully.

-Le-

Leia's brown eyes swam with tears as she saw the green ray of death connect with her homeworld. Soon, large clunks were floating past, the area the planet held now totally unrecognizable. She stumbled as a Stardestroyer connected with her vessel.

"We'll be swamped soon, Princess!" The cadet as he pulled helplessly on her arm. "We must get you out of here!"

Leia pulled her arm out of the cadet's hand impatiently. "Don't worry about me! I can help!"

The general glared at her. "Now, Leia, what can you do? The situation's hopeless. The only help you can be is to escape to Corusant and find transportation to Earth. The rebellion will give you refuge there."

Leia glared at General Leblanc. "And leave you all to die? May I remind you, general, that Darth Vader destroyed my family and my homeland? I will not run away!" she pulled out her blaster and turned away resolutely.

"Princess..." Leblanc turned and gave the cadet a significant look.

"Sorry, Princess, but you give us no other choice." The cadet bowed regretfully, before picking her up and flinging her over his shoulder.

"Gyah! You put me down this instant!" Leia cried out indignantly, beating on the tense muscles of the cadet's back.

Ignoring her indignant screeches, the young man continued out of the control room and down the hall. Troops in olive uniforms with a cone-shaped hat perched atop their heads, rushed past. Each sported similar grim expressions lined with anxiety on their faces, their hands clutching their blasters so tightly their knuckles were white.

Ignoring them, he pushed past them, and continued down the hall to the back of the ship where the small escape ships were docked in their small docking bay. Their was enough room for a person to sit cramped inside, barely able to handle the controls. Despite that, the aircraft was swift and nimble, fully able to dodge the Empire's bigger machines.

A large crash knocked the cadet off his feet and into the wall. His hat fell off and clattered to the floor and he lost his hold on Leia. They both crumpled to the floor, their limbs entangled.

Pushing her way out from under him, as he stuttered and blushed above her, Leia's mind snapped into action to deal with her situation. "What happened?" she asked.

"I-I don't know." The cadet mumbled.

Leia stared pointedly at the radio that was clipped to the shoulder of his uniform. "Don't you think you had better find out?" she asked the obvious question.

"Oh. Right." He unclipped the small radio and raised it to his mouth. "Control! What the hell happened!"

Leia fought the urge to roll her eyes. Oh, sure. Now he becomes all manly and tough. She shook her head, and focused in on the answering reply.

At first all's they heard was static, but General Leblanc's voice finally came through. "One of the stardestroyers rammed into us! They're going to board any minute! Have you gotten the Princess out yet?"

Leia grabbed the radio from the startled cadet. "Listen, General! I'm not going anywhere! That ship is docking for a reason! They want those plans!"

"What plans?" the cadet asked, his eyes shining bewilderedly. "What are you talking about?"

Leia ignored him and continued. "Where's the R2 unit I brought with me on board? Is he still in my room?"

"Well, yes..." the general stammered, "but, Princess, you'll never get to your room and back in time with the plans. You should get out - "

Leia clicked off the radio firmly, thankful R2-D2 hadn't been sent out with the others to repair the ship. She stood up and turned to the cadet. "We need to go. Hurry!" She took off back in the direction they'd come, but taking a quick left.

"But...the escape crafts are that way!" the cadet protested as he ran to catch up with her. "The General said - "

Leia sighed exasperately. "It doesn't matter what the Commander said. He knows as well as I if the Empire gets their hands on those plans all our work will have been for nothing! I won't let that happen! Especially after - " She broke off, and skidded to a halt outside a white door, camouflaged well into the wall. She palmed the door, and it slid open with soft whooshing sound. "R2-D2?"

The robot wheeled forward beeping in reply.

"Hello, old friend. I need you to take these." She withdrew two circular disks and inserted them into the hardrive. "Make sure Ben Kenobi gets them. Now, come on. We have to hurry if we're going to get you off this ship."

"Okay! Let's go!" the cadet said, and the two rebels dashed away, R2 wheeling behind them as fast as his wheels could spin.

They reached the small hanger and Leia hefted R2 in. "Geez! You don't look this heavy!" she grumbled, panting heavily. "Now head straight for Earth, but make sure no one follows you. That's very important. Now, go." she slammed the door shot, cramming the robot inside. She saw him link up to the controls, and soon the small spaceship was on it's way.

"Okay, now it's your turn." The cadet glared at her and ushered her towards the one next to the vacant spot.

"But - "

"You saved your plans. There's no more need for you to be here. Now go." The cadet for once looked fierce, proving why he had joined the rebellion in the first place.

Still, Leia didn't like the idea of leaving. But by the look on the cadet's face he was steeling himself to pick her up again and force her to leave. So if she was going, she was going gracefully. "Fine. I'll go." she turned and opened the small door, and grimaced, thinking of forcing herself into that small space. This was going to be a very uncomfortable flight to Coruscant.

"Going? So soon? But we haven't had the chance to be introduced."

Leia spun away from the door to see a man in a brown, hooded robe smiling at her. He would be quite handsome, if it weren't for the coldness of his smile and the malice gleaming in his eyes. He had short, spiky, brown hair that looked rough around the edges, as if he'd cut it himself. His eyes were a chilling gold-amber, which didn't fail to send shivers down her back. She narrowed her eyes, set her shoulders to hide her own fear, and stared him down. Which was definately an impressive feat. Those eyes were giving her the wiggins!

"Darth Vader." she addressed him curtly.

Blackfoxdemon: Yes. I know, it's short and totally off-track of where we ended last chapter. But I just wanted to go back in time and explain what happened to Leia. Confusing, yes. Fun to write? Definately. I've taken quite a shine to this method of writing. I was going to add Anakin's (i'll always address him as Anakin, although he shall remain Darth Vader throughout the fic to all, but some) point of view during this chapter, but I thought no. I'll do it next chapter, to lazy to do it now, and I couldn't resist but to end it there. So, anyway, the next chapter isn't going to stray from this one I promise. That would be just be way too confusing! It's going to continue to explain what happened to Leia until we get to where Ben Kenobi tells Luke of what happens to her. This will be across a span of 1-2 chapters, possibly even three. Yah! I feel so good! I'm actually planning the story a little! A new for me! Whoot! Anyway, lengthy reviews or just short reviews are most welcome. Meaning if you don't review, I won't feel the need to continue. I know! I hate it when authers do that too! But I can understand why they do. I mean, honestly, if no one reviewed your fic, then obviously you're going to think no one's interested and so you're not going to write more. I don't understand why people don't. Is it because they're shy? I don't know.

Rhianon: Well, if they are, I can see where they are coming from. I'm totally shy! I can hardly speak to anybody, it's self-deteriating. It's no egobooster either. So, I just told myself (and continue myself) to seize the day! Cause who knows? Tomorrow I might be dead! Especially in this day and age. I also got the tidbit from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but...it totally relates to what's going in the world now. Which...by the way, totally stupid! I wish us humans weren't so...well, mean! So all you readers out there? Seize the day!

Blackfoxdemon: Yeah, even if you hated it! If you didn't like it, tell me why, and I'll try and improve upon it. I'll do the best I can, while keeping in mind that I'm only sixteen and still developing my skills, so, some of the mistakes are due to inexperience. Well, that's all I can think of. I'm outtie, suckas:p lol I love you guys!

Jess: Stupidhead! She forgot to cross one subject! Well, that just leaves it up to me, I guess! does a goofy dance Yes! I finally, finally, FINALLY get to be in control of something!

Blackfoxdemon: Oh, yeah! I forgot! The reason that Anakin still looks pretty is because during the fight in Episode Three. He won, while Obiwon, A.K.A Ben, barely got away with his life. Just thought I'd cover that since I'm not really gonna go into the intimate details in the fic. I might mention it, but no flashbacks or whatever. So to keep you from getting confused, now you why he's still got the looks. smiles innocently at Jess

Jess: glares Fun-spoiler! stomps off

Blackfoxdemon: Sorry, guys! I fully intended to put this on tonight, which is the same night I wrote it, but my damn computer is like six or seven years old, and my American Online Losers account is acting up. I really, really hate AOL! I curse the day Mom got it! As soon as I leave this house I am never using AOL again! It keeps on saying Error in script and all that ! It's beginning to royally make me angry! Godbless Aliant! Truly, Godbless. So anyway! My computer was kind enough to let me download the chapter onto fanfiction but, it won't let me onto the stories so... I should be going to my Dad's tomorrow to make my resume, so I'll just slip on then and get this on. My Dad suffering from the flu though, so I can't promise that he'll be over it enough for me to over there. But here's hoping! Outtie! For good this time!