Nicky
"Start the ship!" A voice called from the back of the Falcon. "Start the ship!" I ran down the hallway to see that Ben and Kari had just gotten on the ship and were now calling for us to leave.
Han didn't need to be told twice, he and Chewie had the ship started in a matter of seconds. He started the take-off sequence as I took Kari from Ben and brought her into the main hold. Haven immediately stood at the sight of the beat-up Kari.
"All fighter personal, get to your ships immediately!" A man over the loud speaker commanded.
"Guys, now's a good time to get going!" I called. I watched out the window as storm-troopers began pouring into the hanger.
"We're trying!" Han snapped back. We were up in the air, but just hovering. "Got it!" He finally shouted as the ship finally started to move.
It was then I realized that Kari was no longer leaning on my shoulder, in the moments that I had been freaking out Haven had taken her to the poorly set-up medical station in the corner. Poor Haven had no idea how to use it and I couldn't help, because I didn't either.
So I went to the cockpit, where I could sort of help. But I regretted that as I soon as I looked at the radar. There were hundreds and hundreds of Imperial ships a few meters behind us.
"This is not good." The ship shook as the first ships began to fire, as if to prove my point.
"Nicky, go up to the turrets, see if you can take out some of them! Take Luke with you!" I nodded and hurried back to the main room.
Haven looked like she had figured out the station some and Kari had an IV in her arm. Ben and Luke sat nearby, deep in conversation.
"Skywalker!" Luke's head shot up. "Let's go, turrets, now!" Luke looked confused but he followed me anyway.
I climbed up the ladder and hopped into my turret, then looked down at Luke, who was still on the lower floor staring up at me.
"You know how to shoot a turret right?" He could in movie, so he should now.
"I think so."
"Then do it!"
He quickly climbed his ladder and entered his turret.
I looked out the window and freaked out when I saw the sheer number of ships outside.
"Are in the turret Nicky?" Han asked over an intercom built into the wall.
"Yes, why?"
"Shot, blast it! We need to get these guys off our tail if we're going to enter hyperspace!"
"Okay, I will! No need to yell!" I said back before turning off the intercom and placing my hands on the turret. Luke may know how to shoot it, but I actually didn't.
I carefully aimed at a ship that was remaining mostly still and pressed a button. The lights in the turret cockpit went out. Great job, Nicky! You turned out the lights! Han was probably getting really mad right now.
I turned the lights back on and watched helplessly as the ship moved out of range. I re-aimed and pressed another button.
"Seriously?" I exclaimed as my seat lowered itself.
"The green button." A voice said. I looked around for the owner of the voice, as it wasn't anyone on the ship's. It was familiar, but I couldn't place it.
"Did you hear that?" I asked Luke.
"Hear what? You shouting in frustration because you don't know how to use a turret?" He smirked, but didn't look at me. I kicked his leg.
"No, I mean that voice. One the that said to use the green button."
"I have no clue what you're talking about, I didn't hear anything."
I sighed and turned back to the turret. I aimed and this time pressed the green button. The ship exploded. Yes!
I shot down a few more before the turret cockpit shook. I fell out of my chair and the lights again went off. The turrets had been hit. I heard a loud thud.
I quickly crawled back into my chair and tried to shoot with no results.
"Nicky, are you okay? The turrets have been shot by their main ship. I repeat, are you okay?" He was freaking out.
"I'm fine, but the turrets aren't working."
"I figured they wouldn't. What about the kid?" I turned around to face Luke. But it he wasn't it in his cockpit. I looked down and saw that the loud thud had been him falling out of the cockpit.
"You alright?" I called down to him. He nodded. "He's fine." I reported to Han.
"Alright wel-" He was cut off by static.
"Han?" I lightly hit the intercom. More static.
"Attention all personal aboard the Millennium Falcon," A new voice said through the speaker.
"Who's that?" Luke asked from below as he began to climb the ladder.
I shushed him and turned all my attention to the intercom, waiting for the man to speak again.
"This is Admiral Bard Cot of the Imperial cruiser Baltec. You are now prisoners of the Empire. You are in our tractor beam and being brought to our ship." The ship shook as the tractor beam came over it. "A squad will come on board to arrest you. Do not resist, we have permission to kill any unwilling prisoners. Cot out."
Luke and I exchanged nervous glances before jumping down and hurrying to the main hold.
Oh no! Caught again! What are they going to do now? Have any guesses on who the voice belongs to? Guess you'll have to find out what happens to them next update! HA! See ya soon, guys!
~Clover
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