The once mighty echo base was burning. Around the moon,
dozens of Imperial Battle Cruisers were orbiting, rapidly
ejecting more and more Freighters and Probe Druids.
The battle was obviously over, yet the rebels continued the
resistance with the same courage and valor that made them so
famous and so dangerous to the Galactic Empire.
"Get behind the rock, Han!" cried Princess Leia, "There's
too many of them, we must retreat!"
"Han Solo never retreats from battle!" answered the
notorious mercenary, the newest member of the Rebellion.
But he was forced to, for the Imperial army, led by two
figures in black cloaks who were swinging their Light Sabers
and slaughtering whoever unlucky enough to be in range, was
getting closer and closer...
"Can you feel it?" asked one of the figures in black
cloaks,
"Yes...I can..." replied the other.
And the traditional Jedi weapon was swung again,
decapitating another poor rebel.
Behind the two figures, hundreds and hundreds of storm
troopers were marching, firing their laser blasters on the
helpless rebels, who now only hoped to make it to the near
ship and flee for their lives.
"Princess! Duck!!!" screamed Solo, but it was too late, the
princess was hit in her arm by a laser bolt.
"Chewy, cover me!" he yelled, then swiftly ran to the
princess. He picked her up and carried her to the back
section of the base, the only place still unharmed.
"Come back soon...and take care of yourself..." whispered
the princess.
"Now would I miss my chance of criticizing your worthless
defense plan?" smiled Solo, and ran outside to help secure
the gate.
By the time Solo reached the gate, the two figures in black
cloaks were already there.
Chewbacca, Solo's wookie companion and friend, immediately
rushed one of them. "Chewy, nooo!!!!" but again Solo was
late, for the taller figure of the two first cut off his
hand, then stabbed him in the chest.
"Leave me here with them" said the other figure.
"You are not ready!"
"I'll be the judge of that!"
And with that, the taller figure in black cloak and the rest
of the army turned to the direction of the remaining
rebels.
Solo tried shooting the black figure that now stood in front
of him, but it seemed as if the laser was disappearing into
the figures hand.
Suddenly the figure took off the cloak.
"Luke! Damn, am I glad to see you! What the hell is going
on?!"
"I'll explain later" said Luke, "Quick, take me to Leia!"
"Wait, we must secure the gate! If those white bastards
penetrate into the secured area the princess is doomed!"
"Han, we can't stay here, the order to retreat was given, we
must get Lea and run!"
"Ok, if you say so..."
And they both rushed to the chamber where the princess was
resting. "How the hell did you turn up in the head of the
Imperial army?!" Solo finally remembered to wonder, "It's a
long long story..." answered Luke.
"Han!" cried the princess when they both stepped into her
chamber, "and Luke!" she cried with a smile on her face. A
smile that quickly gave it's way to a look of terror as Luke
activated his light saber and cut Solo's head off from
behind, letting the body fall.
"What?! Luke!!! What's going on?!!!"
Luke smiled. He might have found this all rather tragic if
he had any feelings left in him.
He looked her in the eye, his eyes had no feelings nor
humanity in them. "My name..." he said in a sinister voice
as he held his light saber near her neck, "Is Darth
Skywalker!"