Chapter 6
The ancient locks groan to life and click open as the Force works its magic. Dust kicks up as the door sinks into the ground and the air races inside to fill the vacuum. The pitch black darkness inside the tomb does nothing to deter the determined Dark Lord. The stormtroopers obey his command to stay outside as he makes his way inside.
Revan steps out a couple minutes later holding what looks like a lightsaber crystal. He makes his way past the troopers and back into the shuttle. "Let's continue."
Ithost banks to the right to avoid the blast of one of the Death Star's many turbolaser turrets. The stick is slammed to the left to avoid another volley of lasers. The astromech droid behind him whistles and screams, which forces him to look down and see a couple red blips which mark TIE Fighters coming up quick behind him. He shakes his head and pulls the stick down and forces his fighter into an upward climb. He slams the stick forward and watches as the TIE Fighters come out in front of him.
A quick couple squeezes of the trigger takes each one down in quick succession. Some chatter over the helmet catches his attention and he looks down and to his right.
"I've got a problem here." He hears one of the other X-Wing pilots say,
"Eject." Another answers.
"I can hold it."
"Pull up!"
"No, I'm alri-" His voice is cut off as his fighter disappears into a fireball.
"Poor bastard," Ithost says quietly to himself as he shakes his head.
The astromech's whistles pulls his attention back to the situation at hand and he notices that a couple more TIE Fighters have appeared out of nowhere and are closing in fast. A couple quick maneuvers makes one of the TIEs crash into a turbolaser tower. He fires a couple plasma shots and hits the wing of another, which causes it to spin out of control and crash into the final remaining fighter of the trio that attacked him. A disturbance in the Force sets him on edge and he pulls his fighter away from the Death Star.
"Yahoo," He hears another voice scream over the headset inside the helmet. "Your all clear kid, now let's blow this thing and go home!"
He looks back at the Death Star as it explodes in a brilliant fireball and showers of sparks. A whistle escapes his lips when he realizes just how creative this "Rebellion" can be when they want to achieve their goals. A small glimmer of respect emerges when he feels another slight disturbance in the Force and he looks down at the fighter of the person that's responsible for that space station's destruction. He falls into formation and follows the rest of the fighters back down onto Yavin 4.
While most of the Rebel Alliance on the planet is attending the award ceremony, he's getting ready to leave the planet on a transport with the coordinates already put in. The cheering stops him for only a minute as he looks back on the brave soldiers and he gives a simple, respectful nod before he disappears and the ramp lifts up.