The Death Star

As Luke screamed No, stromtroopers turned around from the scene and saw Hans, Luke, the pretty girl with white clothes, and Chewbacca. Great job, Luke, Lyra thought to herself. Now he was going to get them all killed.

As everyone ran to get inside, Luke just stood there, and for a second, Lyra thought he was suicidal. But then, he raised his gun and shot at the Stormtroopers, who couldn't even shoot one of the main characters! What lousy shots! If Lyra was in charge of them, then she would send them on toilet duty for the next three years. They can't even shoot not just one of the four main characters? Or the droids who happened to be running towards the falcon right now?

And then, somehow, Luke shot a beam to the room closing thingy, which conviently closed the door, separating them from Darth Vadar. Convince of plot much?

As everyone somehow were able to shoot the Stormtroopers, they dashed inside, Lyra holding onto Caroline's hand as everyone tried to break away from The Empire's hold. Somewhere in the distance, Lyra could hear Hans mumble to Chewbacca, way too fast for anyone to truly understand what int he world he was saying, before she felt the ship move and blast away from the Death Star. Somehow, durting this time, absolutely no weapons shot them down. Apparently, the people who ran the outside weapon system need to be fired as well.

As Lyra kissed Caroline on the forehead, she went over to the main room and saw Luke moping around with some cute girl next to him who put a blanket over his shoulders, as if that would make him feel better after losing the old dude who magically disappeared.

"Wow, nobody here wonders how I'm doing?" Lyra asked, her voice harsh and angry. She was mad that just because some old dude died, they get all mad about it, but still, they don't even ask how Caroline's doing? Its like they were acting like they were the main characters and Caroline and Lyra were just some random guys some teenager thought of when she got bored!

The girl with a white robe turned, startled, and gave Lyra a death stare.

"His close friend just died before his eyes, excuse me." The girl said to Lyra as she shook her head and sat down, mostly because everyone else was doing it.

"Caroline got hurt." Lyra said softly as the white robe girl shook her head at the girl with bouncy, dark brown curls.

"I'm sorry, but who is Caroline? And who are you?" The white robe girl asked and Lyra gave her a menacing stare.

"Who are you?" She asked aggressively.

"Princess, this is Lyra. Lyra, this is Princess Leia." Hans said, coming in. Leia smiled and stared at Lyra, as if asking her to submit just because she was some fancy princess.

"Caroline, is my best friend, thank you very much." Lyra said and rolled her eyes before adding he next part. "Princess." She mumbled as Leia nodded.

"I can't believe he's gone." Luke mumbled, not even in the conversation, talking to himself.

"Get over it. You lose people in life, Luke. Get. Over. It." Lyra spoke harshly as Luke gave Lyra an intense stare.

"Cut me some slack, alright. I'm tired of your attiude." He mumbled as Hans Solo walked over to the hatches.

"There are others." He mumbled as Luke followed him to the shooting bay.

Lyra followed them and went down, only to realize that there are only two shooting bays.

"What kind of ship is this?" Lyra complained as Luke and Hans sat at their seats.

"Go back up." Hans mumbled and Lyra shook her head.

"Oh, just because I'm a girl means I can't blow apart some imperial ships, huh?"

But before they could answer, the imperial ships came by, and as chaos went by, order after order thrown out at Luke and Han, Lyra. Held onto a bar, watching Luke as he missed several shots as she grit her teeth together and pushed him off.

"Hey!" Luke whined as Lyra held onto the shooting triggers and pressed it. Each shot was perfect, destroying each imperial ship after the next. When it was done, Lyra smirked at Luke spoke at his shoved expession.

"That's how a girl shoots."

***Hi***

After a bunch of happy whooping and C-3PO complaining at R2-D2, with a quick scene of Hans Solo acting like he's only here for the money, everyone relaxed, and quick heart to heart talk with Luke, all Lyra was doing was making sure CAroline was still alive and well. Her shoulder was bandaged up well, and she seemed to have a steady heartbeat. Leia even assured Lyra that the second they reached their planet, Caroline would be taken care of.

"She better be." Lyra mumbled as they reached the planet.

The rest went by in a blur for Lyra, a bunch of useless rebel stuff she failed to take in as she watched medics clean up Caroline, who promised her she'd be fine by tomorrow.

"Don't worry, Lyra, come and celebrate." Luke said and Lyra whipped around.

"What is there to celebrate?" She mumbled. "I just wanted to go to the Outer Rim."

Luke shook his head. "You still just want to flee after all this? Join the Rebels and help-" Lyra slapped him on the face, with so much force, his cheek immediately turned a dark red.

"I did not come on this little trip to become a Rebel." She whispered. "I came here to start a new life. And I expect that right after this whole saving ordeal is over."

"If its safety you wish, its safety you will recieve." A sudden voice came out. Leia. "You will be escorted to the Outer Rim, Lyra. I promise you that. Now come, Luke, the meeting is about to start." With a quick rub on the cheek, Luke walked away, leaving Lyra alone with her best friend beside her in the cold, dark hospital room.

***Hi again***

I know you hate me that I didn't update in a long, long time.

Its just that... Well, actually, I don't have an excuse anymore.

I hope wherever you are, your enjoying December! Its almost Christmas! (Insert happy face)

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Emily