Luke blasted through another bomber sending it hurtling down in pieces of flaming debris. He flew down low and skirted the treetops. There was really no sign of anyone below. She must have gotten away. He throttled up and soared straight into the sky. Within minutes the sky changed colors and grew black as he soared into orbit. The scene was chaos. Whatever rebel ships remained in space were being swarmed by Imperial TIE fighters. They were in every direction Luke could see. Quickly he adjusted his scopes to pick up all friendly ships nearby. There were not many but a cloud of enemy targets made it difficult to see. He spun around the X-Wing and located the first ship in need of help. It was the princess.
Her ship was hit multiple times but was still able to maneuver fairly well. It was zigging and zagging in and out of oncoming ships. Luke was able to match her direction and speed quickly, and began to blast a path for her as he zoomed past. TIE fighters flew by, then one exploded in a burst of spark and flame. Huge chunks of the fighter came barreling back towards Luke's fighter, but he was able to swing to one side. Luke was trying to give enough room for the princess' ship to jump into hyperspace. He knew they just needed a path and she would be clear. He tried to raise her ship on the radio to no avail.
"Artoo- see if you can't cut through this jamming. There must be a way!"
Artoo blurted some annoyed beeps back at Luke, which he ignored. Just as he looked up he could see the engines of the Royal transport heating up into a bright white. Her hyperdrive was activating. With a flash the vessel shot forward into a long streak of light. It was gone that quickly.
Luke relaxed a bit in his seat. At least she was away. He looked about. Above him four large destroyers were slowly turning in his direction. He felt like a charge was in order, but thought better of it as he checked for more friendlies. Nothing left except a few scattered Rebel fighters. They were shooting into hyperspace one by one. The mission appeared successful. Then he was hit from behind. And it jolted him right up out of his chair for a moment.
Two TIE fighters had closed in on him and were blasting him repeatedly. The hits were glancing blows and his shields were minimal but were holding. He quickly darted his ship over and changed direction. He spun and twisted the X-Wing well beyond what it was designed to do. The metal frame groaned under the strain and pressure, but held together. The engines spurted on and off as he steered the ship up and over on 180 degree flips. In an instant, both TIE fighters shot past him and tried to recover. It was too late.
Luke ignited all of the laser cannons and one TIE exploded into the other one. Fuel and fire filled the space all around him. He throttled through, which ignited the fuel and shot out of a massive fireball, leaving a trail of fire behind him. He looked back at the long flames trailing off his wings and thought it looked fantastic.
He checked his settings and coordinates for his jump. He knew he had to act fast. According to the scope hundreds of TIE Fighters were making their way in his direction. Then there was a single friendly blip on his scope, but only for a split second before it vanished, being swamped by enemy signals.
"Who is that Artoo" He scanned around with his eyes to try to locate the ship. He could see that the large destroyers had moved past him now and were closing in on a small disc, completely surrounded by the thousands of little squares of TIE fighters. Luke had a pretty good guess at whose ship that was.