Well, this is chapter three, a hole two chapters more then expected! Thank you all who review, I really appreashate it sorry though, I no longer have a beta she needed to do other things so it probably reads a lot worce then my other chapters and it will until I find a new beta. Thanks again!
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Now., On ward to battle! I mean the story!
Luke pushed him self to his knees, panting and gasping with effort. In a sitting position he checked his body for injuries. Finding only bruises and scrapes he climbed to his feet and looked at his surroundings. It was not a promising sight.
The uninviting surface was marked by mesas, buttes, giving way to barren stretches of parched desert hardpan. The sky was dusty red and made the dismal landscape look all the more bleak. His clothing was torn and covered in a hard dirt that billowed shortly in the air before falling to the ground. His head spun but he forced him self to remember what happened.
' Luke! We have company!' Han called form the cock pit. Luke, still somewhat in his own world even three days after his dream, loved the thought of a distraction. Even if it was with the object of his confusion. Running to Han's call he gave a shout of surprise when the ship veered left sending him into the side of the ship hard. Then the ship shook violently sending Luke off his feet. Trying to stand he placed his hand on the wall and firmed his footing.
'Goin' some where Jedi?' A very large insectdroide stood over him, a dangerous looking gun in his hand, before he could reach to his belt for his saber the creature latched his neck and Luke fought a scream as the thing opened the exit hatch and threw him from the shuttle.
Luke mused. The ship must have been less then forty feet from the surface. Hadn't stopped his body from colliding painfully with the hard baked dirt. How did that insect like thing get on the ship in the beginning? Was he from the ship that was attaching when Han had called? HAN!
Worried guilt and fear welled in Lukes gut. Where were they? What had happened to them? Two options were possible. They would take Han hostage with the ambassadors, for that was certainly the plan, or... The second though, the one that made Luke's gut contort with fear. They would kill Han and Chewie instantly and take the ambassadors.
Luke stared out at the dismal overspread of dirt and desert, and grinned. If the droids thought that a simple desert would kill him they had gravely misscacutated. After all, Geonosis less than a parsec away from Tattooine.
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Han stared up into darkness at what he assumed was a ceiling. Of course it could just be the sky...a completely black sky. Han didn't care one way or the other. He did care that he was in a very dirty and dark pit with a cranky wookie, a crying female, and a man who would not stop talking to save his life.
"And some Jedi, he was supposes to protect us and he gets him self thrown form the ship, and if he didn't die from the fall then surely the heat will kill him, you herd the General only one desert planet has a worse climate then Geonosis, and that's Tatoonie. I am sure the jedi is dead and-"
"SHUT UP!" Han shouted resisting the urge to cruse at him in many language. He had some good ones come to mind too. Most including various parts of the male anatomy and where one could put them. The ambassador mumbled sheepishly.
Chewie gave a growl form somewhere in the dark, Han jumped at the surprising volume, but no one saw the look of fright on his face.
"Dear gods Chewie did you have to shout?" he asked dryly.
"What did he say?" The female ambassador, Han thought she said her name was Vaver, asked.
"Oh stopped crying did you?" He asked bluntly. She fell silent. 'Good work Han, make everyone one your side hate you' He thought.
"Sorry." He followed, shamefaced. She gave no responded. Han shrugged. Points for effort. Chewie growled coldly at him.
"Being in a hole with this lot would make anyone grummpie chewie, not to mention that when they ransom us or what ever they certainly wont need a couple of cocky pilots , no, they will kill us and take Vaver and what-is-his-name. If we don't get out, we die Chewie." Han spoke softly, his voice low and emotionless. The wookie growled softly in response.
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"Yeah, I am hungry too." Said Han randomly.
"No one said anything." Vaver spoke gently like she was consoling a crying child...or talking to the insane...
"And how would you know?" Han spat back. He couldn't tell how long they had been in the dark, but it must have been close to three days. Feed only once per day through a hole that was cut in the side of the wall.
Han had spent almost the entire time scourging the pit for a way out. He had gone over all the walls and floors. Nothing, he could find nothing. Unless Luke showed up they would be in a few worlds of trouble. Han's patience were starting to grow thin with his fellow poisoners. ' They better kill me soon' He though. 'Or I'll kill myself.' Han sank againced the wall of the pit a feeling of despair rising in his gut. He'd been in worse no doubt, but left in the dark, for many days one was often forced to think and that thought invariably turned to ones self.
He could name a thousand flings, one night stands, even rocky relationships that usually ended with Han getting really drunck, but none of them came to mind. Infact he could not picture one of his old girl friends, lovers, mistresses, they all came up blurred and unpersonal in his mind. As Han sat in the dark, curled in a ball and forced to met all the failures that he had accomplished, none seemed so grad as to die with out testing this new emoution that sat in his gut. This pure, unexplained happiness that welled in his heart at the thought of Luke, and the horrible and painful loss he felt at dying with out knowing if love with Luke was possible. He needed to know, he would not die in this place with out telling Luke.
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Luke Skywalker did not look like a Jedi, not now at least. Storming into what he had come to find out was the arena and droid production head quarters of Geonosis, with his saber flying. Dirty, mangey and wether worn, he must have looked like a mad man. His fist victim was a pump alien male, who seemed to think he had some kind of authority in the arena. The next was a insectdrioid, who looked so familiar to the one that threw Luke from the shuttle he barely had time to raise it's arms to block before collapsing at Luke's feet cut through by the saber. Luke was panting and his face was contorted with anger.
Three days in a barren waste land to find his friend, no one would stop him at this point. Luke contracted his light saber, and stared around a large air-conditioned greeting hall of some kind. He had been told by a very frighted alien female he found on his journey that any prisinors would like to be kept. He would find them, then he would figure out why and how they were captured and almost killed on a peace keeping mission. Even the mere thought that the empire had a hand in this sent shivers down Lukes spine. If it was the empire then they had a spy leak out were the rebellion was going and for what propose. Not only that but this mission had been a top secerect only few knew about it. If it was the empire, then they had a spy high in the rebellion ranks.
Luke spotted movement from the corrner of his eye. A humanoid female had ducked behind a large high polished wooden desk. Luke grinned and jumped, landing on the desk and fighting back an 'ohff' of surprise when the female shot up as well, landing neatly beside him. Fear and anger played on her pale face and to Luke's surprise she kicked him hard in the thigh.
Luke jumped neatly from the desk landing firm on his feet after a back flip and exposing his saber all at once. He grinned as her face pale. He swore he saw her mouth the word 'Jedi' She tuned and jumped from the desk and took off in a full sprint down a long hall. Luke smiled and in moments had caught her by long brown hair.
"AhAAA!" She shouted as Luke pulled her to the ground by her hair.
"I am sorry , it doesn't have to be this way, I don't want to hurt you." He shouted in basic, hoping she would understand. She seemed to, she stopped struggling and looked at Luke with sullen eyes.
"Take me to the prisoners." He said firmly. To his intense surprise she nodded and stood. Luke followed bewildered behind her. No one ever did as he told them. He might have been a Jedi, but he was still and kid and their for shocked when the girl led him passively down a maze of hall ways.
"I am not supposed to be doing this." She said in basic . Han couldn't place her strong accent. "But what they did. They hurt all those people." Her face set in such anger that Luke was a little a taken back. Then her words clicked. Hurt? Was Han hurt? Panic filled him and he froze. But they had come to a stop anyway so the female didn't notice. They stood before a door. She offered a humorless smile.
"Open it." She commanded. Hers was a voice used to having orders followed. Luke hesitated . He had no reason to trust her, what if this was all a game? He really had no choice.
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Han was at bursting point, the man would not stop talking...or complaining more over, Vera or what ever the hells her name was had started crying again and Han, faced with his own faults and shortcomings and driven mad by mad by the entire set up of the Geonosis planet, he stood, walked blindly to the hole where the food was passed and began to hit, kick and knock againced it with all the power he could.
"Han–what are you doing?" Demanded Vere, or eve or , what ever her name was. Han shouted as he pushed and then suddenly, as he flew forward in his second full body door bashing trip, the door opened, and instead of hitting a hard wall, he hit a soft, warm body.
"HAN!'
"LUKE?"
"FREEDOM!"
"The light, it burns!"
The next few moments were of complely chaos, the three remaining priosners flew from their cell and into the day light, Chewie, out of pure joy picked Han bodily from the floor that he had hit when Han crashed into him and hugged him hard. Letting out a couple of whoops, the ambassadors hugged each other, then Luke, then chewie. The entire time Han stared at Luke, the kid was a mess, that was no lie.
He must have been in the desert for days judging by his tattered clothing, heavy tan and general dusty appearance. But Han still felt his hunger grow, then as Luke stepped forward and put his arms around him, Han met Lukes lips with his own and Han sang for joy. To his incredible surprise, the kid did not flinch, nor pull away but pushed his body againced Han's and pulled his mouth in to his own until the kiss became passionate and hot.
Luke pulled away grinning and breathless. Han thought it ironic to be saved after so long just to melt in to an icky puddle at Lukes feet. Luke did not notice the surprise on the ambassadors faces', nor he look of pleased satisfaction on Chewie's face. (Not that he could tell...its hard to read a wookie's face) he only knew that in that moment he had every thing he could ever want. It was a moment that would soon come crashing down around him in the next.
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