Artsy- hey thanks; of course everything I write revolves around them making out!!! Thanks for the Review
Jack solo Black- I like to keep people surprised, so glad you like it!
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F7fan- Evil is my middle name…actually my middle man is Azlyn Novalee…anyway, I hate it when authors pull a cliff hanger I am a horrible hypocrite, thanks for everything anyway…
I figure you already know it's not mine and that its slash… Oh and by the way the girl ambassador's name keeps changing because I just don't care…Oh and still really need a beta, I suck very much at grammar!
Oh, and one more thing, my knowledge of the Star Wars World is limited, if any facts are incorrect please tell me and I will do my best to fix them.
Luke felt the adrenaline send a tingle down his arm to his palm that rested tensely on his light saber. He looked hauntingly at the buildup of insect-droids that surrounded the group. The small celebration froze instantly and Chewie let out a growl of anger and surprise.
Moving slowly and keeping his eyes firmly on the growing flock of the huge mean looking Droids. All stared at the humanoids from behind red robotic eyes, huge deadly looking guns clutched in their multiple hands.
Han felt his heart raced increase hard. The only one of them with a weapon was Luke; a light saber was good, but faced before a lode of high power guns was a bleak outlook. Han and Chewie exchanged glances and Han swallowed hard. He looked at Luke, the kid's eyes firm on the approaching hoard. His light saber drawn but not released. He looked from the Jedi to the strange women she had pulled a long gleaming knife from what he assumed was a lower back holster.
Luke watched the women pull the weapon from behind her from the corner of his eyes and held back a laugh, a knife before a mechanical army…great. With out warning she jumped high, stabbing the nearest droid hard just below the robotic neck. The thing sparked and then fell hard to the floor twitching like it was having a seizer. Luke's mouth fell open.
"Their weak below the neck." She yelled of the swarm of the robots. They stared at their fallen brother and then raised their guns. Luke nodded.
"That would help if they didn't have guns!" Han yelled over the buzz of the Droid. The women shrugged helplessly.
"Surrender now and your lives will be spared." They all spoke at once, like some practiced choir. The male ambassadors' hands shot about his head. Vaver whimpered and gave a wet sob.
"Best do it." The stranger said in her heavy accent, her brown eyes solemn on the approaching army. She dropped her knife to the cement floor with a barely herd about the buzzing. She than raised her hands in mirror image of the male ambassador. Chewie gave a growl of annoyance and raised his furry arms. Han and Luke exchanged a haunting look and Luke dropped his light saber to the ground feeling suddenly very exposed.
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"Han?"
"What Luke?"
"It's dark in here."
"Shut up Luke, I am trying to reenact my momentary absent from this miniature hell." Han said his voice grim and some what muffled. The lack of light in the hole failed to show that the pilot was leaning on one of the dirt walls, his knees at his chest and his lips still burning from the kiss. Despite the fact that he was once again stuck in a whole with a bunch of scared ambassadors and a crazy humanoid who paced like a caged Naboon Ikopi. Han sat in the dark wondering why he didn't say anything to the kid sitting less then a few hands from him. Yet both pretend that nothing had ever happened.
'It was just the heat of passion.' Luke told himself grim faced.
'I'll heat his passion…' Another part of his brain said.
'NO!'
'You like him.' That annoying voice said, the one that no one seems able to control.
'Sister's ex.' He told himself
'Fine.' It continued. 'Han is your best friend, keep it that way.' It said grimly.
'But I don't want to.' He thought finally. The shared kiss still lingered on his lips. Not to mention the butterflies that seemed to find their permit home in his gut, and his complete inability to focus on the fact that his mission was compromised and he was captured by a potential empire agent and he was in a hole….A dark hole. None of that seemed to matter because with arms length, Han Solo sat form the distracted Jedi.
"So…are we just going to…?" Varve said with a hiccup.
"Yes, what ever you're going to say, babe, that's what were going to do." Han snapped tensely. The hole didn't bring out the best in him. Luke suppressed a giggle. He was very, very tired and seemed to feel it all suddenly. He leaned his head on the wall behind him and felt his eyes close gently.
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"Jedi…Jedi wake now." Luke blinked rapidly in the dark his thoughts slow and body heavy with sleep. He looked through the dark and glared hard at the face of the stranger.
"What?" He asked his voice hard and rough.
"We have been trying to wake you; they took the pilot and the Wookie." She said, her accent stressing the w's and pronouncing the y's as soft g sounds.
Luke shot up as the information registered in his tired mind. Han… they took Han and he slept through it!
Luke breathed hard and in one quick motion grabbed the girl's collar pulling her close in the dark.
"How long did I sleep?" He demanded. The women merely shrugged.
"Several hours, we shook and called but you would not wake." She said. Her somber voice broke with the last words and Luke realized how much she had sacrificed to help him. Not many humanoids were needed on the planet. She had to have worked very hard to become a necessity to the droids. She had lost much showing him to Han and the others.
Luke released the women and then asked softy. "Your name?"
"Car-liei." She answered in her smooth alto.
"Luke." He responded, neither offered their hands for a proper meeting.
"I have to find them."
"I understand." She said softly.
"Wait, why would they need pilots?"
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Han blinked to view the room he was sitting in, it spun and made nausea rise in gut. He fought the vomit, mostly because he realized it had no where to go. He was lying on belly down on a cold floor, his hands firmly tied behind him and a gag in his mouth. The room slowed to stop and Han strained at his bonds. This day kept getting better and better. He looked at his surroundings, it was a small, solid cement room, he was the only occupant save a large and beefy humanoid snoring loudly in the corner of the room. Han rested his head on the ground for a moment fighting a pounding headache.
"He's awake." Han opened his eyes again, this time staring up at two new figures, one a small and rat-faced humanoid followed by an alien that resembled a Hutt to some extent, save he was much thinner and a huge horn protruded from his flat head. The alien spoke a language Han didn't recognize, the humanoid understood him but answered in basic.
"Han Solo." The Human said slowly in basic. "Finally we met."
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"Jedi. Luke." Luke turned at his name to Car' Liei who stared down at him in the dark. Even in the pitch he felt a jolt of worry at her gaze. "We must save your friend, he is in grave danger." A stronger jolt froze him in place for several seconds. Han was in danger, and he was in a hole.
"Luke, have you heard of a group known as the Black Sun?" She asked voice steady.
"Yes." He answered honesty. "But I can't place the name."
"At the rise of the Empire, they were the largest organized crime community in the known universe. They had such a maze of interlacing criminals that it was nearly impossible for the Empire to find anyone very high in the organization. They worked in every illegal process imaginable. Well, the leader at the time took a personal grudge towards Darth Maul, a Sith lord who slowly infiltrated their network and killed their leader. They had many unsuccessful attempts to reorganize since then, none lasting long. Most members disappeared and to the rest of the world, Black Sun seize to exist." She finished much like she had started, like she was teaching a lesson to a student.
Luke certainly felt like a student, now that he heard the story he could remember bits of conversation about the Crime network. But what did that have to do with him or Han???
"Now, a smuggler has pronounced them self's the new leader of the Black Sun, but the organization is slow in the process, they need money. Fast." She seemed to be leading up to something in her steady voice. Luke wasn't sure if hid patients would survive her beat around the bush attempt to tell him the story.
"Out with Car' Liei." He snapped his shoulders tense.
"To make money fast they have opened up a long time closed operation."
"What?"
"The Kessel Run." She said simply. Luke felt speechless before the women. The Kessel Run? The dangerous shipping rout between Kessel, and the Inner Rim planets willing to pay top dollar for its only export. Great. Drug Smugglers hoping to hit it big. Why the hell were they on Genosis then? Car'Liei seemed to read his mind.
"The planet Kessel is so small it has no atmosphere. For the slaves to be able to work, the huge outwork of atmosphere generators but be operational. Massive computer systems and miles of equipment make up the generators. Who better to fix and repair then the Genosis Droids?" She asked calmly.
Something in Luke's mind clicked. He did not face an Empire agent. Merely a mob of tightly wove criminals. Merely…yeah right.
"But why take them hostage, why not just kill us?"
"And lose the Ransom for Rebel agents?" She asked, with a grin.
Luke stared hard in the dark at the strange women. Car' liei was much more then a pretty face. How in hells did they know we were Rebel agents?
"Your starship." She answered, reading his mind again. "When it was taken, someone tried to contact you. You, Han, and the Wookie are unheard of, but Ryis's, the male ambassador," She explained to Luke's confused twist of face. "Family is known Rebel supporters, when base said his name we knew right away."
Luke made a mental note to bring up secrecy issues when he got back to base. If he got back to base.
"What dose this all have to do with you?" Luke demanded suddenly suspisous.
"I was contacted several months ago by an old ally of mine. He told me he had a once in a life time opportunity job for a language specialist. I came to this miserable planet to translate for Criminals." She spat the last word like it was something disgusting in her mouth.
"I was helping slavers, and murders." She finished, her voice was sullen and too high. "And now I am too far into get out."
"I promise to take you with us if you can help me get Han." Luke said his voice low and calculating. Luke couldn't see her face but huffed in surprise as she threw her arms around him, hugging him tight. She shook slightly as she stepped away from him and sniffed.
"I think I can help." She said a note of happiness in her voice that made her seem much younger.
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"This can not be the man, He is too short." The rat faced man spoke in basic, his sharp angled featured inches away from Han's face. The Alien responded, his large slug body leaning on the far wall, shockingly thin and delicate arms clutched behind his back.
"I know that's what Irma said. Still he can't be as good as they say." The Alien replied in the odd gurgling language. The rat man laughed. A horrible sound that sent a wave of unclean breath at Han's nose. He gagged and tried to roll over. The rat man laughed again.
"The famous Han Solo. We meet at last, I am Obara Hosan, if all goes well we will be working together for some time." He continued, mostly to himself. The round humanoid awoke with a loud snore causing both strangers laugh at his expense. At least Han thought the Alien laughed, it let out a series of air from his small flat nose. For lack of a better word, it sounded extremely girly.
"Working?" Han asked finally.
"Oh, it speaks!" Obara said, amusement present on his long face. "You one good pilot, so says the rumors. And not afraid of the shady side of smuggling." The man spoke on, Han slowly returned to his own thoughts. They needed him? A pilot? Why??? That was a strange twist of events. Yet once again he was in trouble but this time he would not sit and wait for Luke to rescue him.
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Well that was a very long chapter to make of for the lack of updates Grins the story finally has a plot! Hurray! Please review and tell me what you think. Now that I have a plot the next chappie will be out quick!
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