Power is a Privilege (Luke Skywalker x OC)

Part VI: Going Where?!

 Cass sat in the copilot's seat of the ship, deep in thought. She was still dumbfounded by the fact that Luke had won. She hadn't been expecting him to finish the race, let alone win. As soon as they had gotten back to the ship, Luke had retired to his room, claiming that he needed to make a call. Now, she was staring out at the vastness of the galaxy, wondering how much of it she would visit in her lifetime. She heard the door open behind her and footsteps approaching her. She turned her head to watch as Luke entered the room, looking just as tired as she was. He sat down at the control panel wordlessly and began to punch coordinates into the navicomputer.

"So, who's this contact?" Cass asked.

Luke spoke as he continued to fiddle with the ship controls, "He used to be a good friend of someone I trust. Rumor has it he's pretty good at finding planets that don't exist."

"Am I allowed to have the pleasure of knowing this person you trust? I'm not just going to take your word for it that they were trustworthy."

Luke chuckled, "Just trust me. He was a Jedi like me. He was the one who trained me."

Cass was unrelenting, "Just tell me who he was. I have a right to know. You have no higher rank than I do."

Luke sighed, realizing that Cass wasn't going to stop pestering him until he told her his master's name.

"His name was Obi-Wan Kenobi," Luke spoke quietly, as though the name had awakened some deep thought that had been trapped inside him.

"And his friend?"

"Dexter Jettster. He used to own a cafe back when Coruscant belonged to the Galactic Republic. Obi-Wan visited it frequently. He wrote about it in his journals often. No one's seen Jettster for years, but there have been whispers of a secret source that's been helping the rebellion ever since the rise of the Empire. People say it's him, and I believe them."

Cass didn't know how she felt about putting all her faith in Skywalker a second time, but it had worked out for them so far.

"Do you know where we could find him?" she asked.

Luke shook his head, "No one's seen him in a long time, but his old cafe is a good place to start."

Cass' heart leaped in her throat.

"We're going to Coruscant? There's no way! Not the capital of the Empire. We won't make the surface before we're blasted to bits."

Luke slightly smiled at her, and she suspected it was to soothe his nerves.

"I know they won't let this ship dock. But they would be none the wiser about one of their regular old TIE fighters."

"We're going to steal a TIE fighter? How do you expect to do that?"

Luke smiled once again as he simultaneously pulled the lever that jumped them into hyperspace, "I know a guy."

An alarm inside the tower blared loudly, prompting the droid to wheel itself over to the control panel and turn it off before the others began to complain. The stairs to the tower's peak creaked as two figures made their way to the top. The droid prepared himself for a scolding by the larger of the two, but instead, he was met with a casual inquiry.

"Is that the defender? They weren't expected for another day," he spoke with a gruff voice.

The droid beeped in response, telling them that a Corellian Defender-Class ship had entered the atmosphere and was en route to the tower. The other, a shorter woman, brushed her hair aside, an old habit considering that her hair was now extremely short.

"You better get down there. It's you they're here for."

The male grumbled and slumped his shoulders. Slowly, he made his way down the stairs once again. The woman made her way out to the balcony and leaned on the railing, staring out at the city. Its magnificent buildings rose to the sky, illuminated by the light of midday. She stared up and watched as the Correllian ship passed overhead and docked below. She watched as two figures exited the ship and met with her accomplice. As she looked down upon them, the woman who had arrived on the ship stared up at her.

Cass looked up at the woman who was staring back at her, her brown eyes reflecting the light from the bright sun. The door at the base of the tower wooshed open and a large figure stepped out. Cass was immediately intimidated by his tall stature. He towered over her at nearly seven feet. Much to her surprise, Luke made his way toward the tall alien without a second thought.

"You the contact?" he asked, yelling slightly over the breeze that had picked up.

The figure nodded, still not speaking a word.

"What is your name?" Cass stepped forward now, addressing the man.

The towering person seemed to strike a sort of a pose when he spoke, "Garazeb Orellios, defender of Lothal, at your service."

Cass raised her eyebrow, "Am I supposed to know who you are? Are you with the Rebellion?"

Garazeb chuckled, "Am I with the Rebellion? Oh, the stories I could tell you. But yes, I am with the Rebellion. Phoenix Squadron."

Cass had heard of Phoenix Squadron before, but they weren't currently in commission. They were one of the first cells in the Rebellion, but they had disbanded shortly after saving the planet of Lothal, which was the planet they were currently on, from the Empire.

"So Garazeb," Luke chimed in, "I heard you're quite the expert at stealing TIE Fighters."

Garazeb laughed again as he seemed to recall a memory from some time ago, "Yeah, I do. And it's just Zeb."

"We need you to help us steal a TIE Fighter, Zeb; one that will get us onto Coruscant."

Zeb's ears perked up in surprise and his eyes widened, "Coruscant? Why in the stars would you want to go there?"

He paused for a minute before continuing, "Never mind. I don't want to know. Are you sure you want to do this? You're not going to like what Star Destroyer we're gonna have to steal this TIE from."

Luke cast a glance at Cass before replying, "We're pretty desperate at this point."

Zeb shrugged nonchalantly as Cass motioned towards the ship, "Okay, let's get going then."

Luke and Cass led him onto the Defender, mentally preparing for what they were about to do.

They were going to steal a TIE Fighter from the Star Destroyer Executor, Darth Vader's personal ship.