The Millennium Falcon

"So, wait, you want to go to Alderaan?" Lyra asked, swinging her legs by the plastic chair. What? You thought the place was made of metal? Nope, Hans Solo had some budget cuts apparently. "Are you kidding me?" She exclaimed when Luke nodded his head.

"Nope." He replied when Hans Solo popped in.

"I'm getting out of Hyperspace, we should be closing in on Alderaan." Hans spoke and Lyra groaned.

"That place is where the Empire is at!" She screamed and kicked the bench, causing a dent.

"Your paying for that." Hans said quickly.

"How do you know?" Luke asked, standing up too.

"Duh, I track their every move. The Death Stars there!" Lyra shook her head. "What kind of Rebels are you guys?"

"Oh, shoot." Obi-Wan whispered as they jumped out of hyperspace.

They looked outside to a bunch of asteroids. Lyra's eyes almost seemed to pop out of her socket as Caroline grabs her hand, silently praying.

"Where's Alderaan?" Luke asked.

"This isn't suppose to be on the map." Hans Solo grunted as Lyra pushed hair out of her face.

"Do you have an escape pod? A little ship? Anything?" Caroline questioned them.

"Nope, there wasn't a budget for that." Hans Solo admitted as Lyra kicked the dent she made even larger.

"What do you have a budget for?" She screamed and scrunched her fists. "We can't get caught by the Empire. Darth Vadar would have our heads for all that stealing we've done!"

"Well, we'll just have to avoid them then." Hans Solo went back to the pilot room and Lyra and Caroline followed.

"Care, you have your blaster, right?" Lyra asked and she nodded. "Good. I got my light saber."

"Whoa, whoa," Hans Solo spun around in his chair before placing an elbow on his chair rest. You could spin in those chairs? "Who said we were getting captured?" He asked and Lyra rolled her eyes before pointing to the windshield. By then, Luke and Obi-Wan came in, and their jaws almost dropped.

"That's the Death Star?" Luke asked and Lyra rolled her eyes.

"No, that's Toys R Us." Sarcasm dripped from her voice. "Of course that's THe DEath Star, you idiot!"

"I can't get out of this!" Hans Solo said, punching the wheel.

"Well, we're screwed." Lyra said and grabbed a knife in her utility belt. Hans raised his hands in surrender while Cherwbacca let out a yell. "Calm yourself." Lyra said and put her hair in a bun before sticking the knife through it. A few curly bounces were still remaining, but other than that, her hair was perfectly intact.

"Why would you put a knife in your hair?" Luke asked.

"Why not?" Lyra challenged when they aboarded The Death Star.

"Well, great, now what?" Lyra asked once they boarded.

"I got it! We can hide underneath the floor!" Hans said and Lyra rolled her eyes.

"No way, man. If we're going to die. Me and Care are going die fighting for cash." Caroline nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, what she said!" CAroline spoke, her voice radiating with confidence.

Caroline tied her blond strands with a rubber band as Lyra pulled her hoodie tightly over her head, shielding her face and hair in the darkness. THe patched brown cloth dropped over her small body, draping her in its warmth.

"What about my credits?" Hans Solo asked as he slipped into he underground chamber.

"Too bad!" Lyra screamed back and took out her blaster before the stormtroopers footsteps were heard crashing down.

"Let's do this." Caroline said and smiled.

Luckily for them, the Stormtroopers were terrible shots. They easily shot them all down before rushing down.

"The ships!" Lyra screamed and looked around.

THe landing bay was cold metal and steel, a pure grey with white and black stromtroopers paroding around.

For some reason, seeing this, made Lyra's heartbeat speed up. Why did this seem so familiar? She wondered as Stormtroopers started shooting at her. She shot at the camera hiding in the room. Somehow she knew where they were. Did she escape before when she was still a youngling? That would explain everything.

She hit all the video cameras as Caroline protected them. Caroline was the best shot there was in the world. She once hit an apple off of the roof of a house. Finally, they started sprinting to the closest ship.

"You go!" Lyra shouted. "I'll finish these guys off." She shot them all with ease, her stun on. She could feel the ray coming out of the gun before switching the target. Caroline quickly went to the ship and looked around, flicking buttons as a ray struck the engine. Caroline screamed as Lyra sprinted to the ship and Caroline came flying out.

They both had their backs against the ship, panting.

"Now what?" Caroline whispered.

"Now this." Lyra replied and shot three shots, all of them hitting a stormtrooper. She was getting good at this.

They jumped out of the cover of the ship and started shooting, dodging shots that came close to them. It was almost like a game, to Lyra. She fired shot after shot as she hit stun shots at all the stromtroopers, missing the rays entirely. She smiled, this was too easy. What kind of training did these guys have?

But then, right as a stormtrooper aimed for her, she was about to shoot him when this creepy feeling crawled over her skin. She couldn't move. She simply couldn't. She could barely breath. She could only feel this rumbling in her chest as she exhaled.

The Stormtrooper shot at her hand holding the gun. It hit it. Lyra dropped the now destroyed blaster as she held her left hand, blaring in pain. It was bloody and burnt, but not gone. She ran to the cover of the ship as she held her hand.

What had come over her? She wondered as she suddenly heard CAroline scream. She guessed that the STormtroopers weren't that bad of a shot after all. Her friend needed her, and she was being a coward. Sure she got shot, but she survived worse. But she didn't have a weapon. Lyra gasped as she held her hand when she spotted her lightsaber and almost face palmed herself.

Duh.

Slowly, she gripped the lightsaber. It hurt to grab it. It hurt because her hand was shot. It hurt because of the rough edges. It hurt because it reminded her about who she was.

But she didn't know who she was.

Then, she gripped it with two hands and grunted. This was for Mary. This was for Caroline. This was for her past.

The she rushed in and Lyra didn't even know what she was doing.

She could feel it.

She could feel the gasps of Stormtroopers as she ran up and stabbed them. She deflected the rays as if she was born to do it. She stabbed them, without a second thought. She felt this rush of adrenaline burst through her as she finished off the last of them. That was easy. THe metal on the ligthsaber had blood on it, and she could hear more stromtroopers coming.

But first things first.

"Care?" Lyra asked timidly. "Caroline, can you hear me?" Lyra whispered tenderly.

"Ly?" Caroline whispered. Lyra looked down at her wound. Near the shoulder, in the middle between her chest. It was bad. Blood soaked her clothes. "Lyra?" She whispered and then, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. But her pulse was still on, heart still beating.

"A Jedi?" A dark voice said that should've sent shivers through Lyra. Should've made her frienghtened and run back to the ship Should've made her bow down. But all she felt was anger.

"You did this!" She screamed, she didn't sound like Lyra now. She was someone who sounded... Frightening. "You hit my best friend!" Her voice broke. "Your going to pay!" She shouted at Darth Vadar. She could only see his feet, the cloak was hiding her face.

Then, she held her lightsaber so tightly blood soaked though it circuits. She gritted her teeth as the orange beam soaked through.

Darth Vadar was frozen. Only one person had an orange ligthsaber, only one person he knew anyway. That was his daughter.

And she was dead.

"Where did you get that?" He whispered, unable to see the holder's face. "WHERE DID YOU GET THAT!" He roared, his voice loud and commanding.

"None of your business!" Lyra lashed back and the ceiling fell on top of Darth Vadar. Like, literally, a chunk of the ceiling fell on top of him. At first, Lyra thought that was her, but then, she saw a few stormtroopers heads sticking out, a look of guilt flashed on their face. Well, they're going to get fired.

Then, Lyra dragged Caroline's body back to the Millennium Falcon and set her on Life Support. She carefully listened for Luke or Obi-Wan, but didn't hear anyone. Only the soft breathing of Caroline as Lyra looked at where she was hit. It was red, with blood all over. She carefully pressed a few buttons on the keypad and the droid did its magic. Lyra shuddered and walked away, before bandaiding her own hand. She was lucky it wasn't chopped off. That would've hurt.

After applying a layer of achcohal on it, she wrapped a thick cloth around. Their plans would change now, Lyra would have to go the nearest neutral planet to the hospital so Caroline would be alright. Then, they could go to The Outer Rim. Lyra looked around to find Hans, when suddenly, shooting sounds were heard from outside.

Darth Vadar crawled from underneath the sheet of metal and suddenly saw Obi-Wan. Then, he charged for him.

And there they were, watching from a distance. Obi-Wan and Darth Vadar were fighting eachother. The others were with someone. Lyra stuck her tongue out at the scene and wondered how Darth Vadar could recover so quickly before realizing that this little duel looked like little kids playing sword fight. Then, Darth Vadar swiped his lightsaber right through Obi-Wan. Lyra's jaw fell to the floor. Why did he jsut disappear like that? Was he magical?

But by the way Luke screamed so hard, it looked as if his lungs would burst, Lyra didn't think that he just disappeared.

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