Rogue One: Star Wars Episode 8

Savior

Han Solo felt himself dying, but suddenly, before he hit the ground, he stopped falling, and was slowly lowered to the ground. And he found himself looking into the face of someone he thought was long gone. "Rissa?" He could barely speak. "Shhh, Uncle Han. Don't waste your strength." She held her hands over his wound, and began chanting in ancient tongues from times long since passed. A blue glow filled the small chamber, and Han Solo felt his strength return. "Rissa? Is it really you?" He stared at the young woman, with long dark and golden brown hair, and eyes like amber. "Uncle Han. It's been so long." Han Solo embraced his niece. "Clarissa. Sweet Clarissa. You're alive." Han stared into the young woman's eyes. Eyes he thought he'd never see again. "No time to talk. We have to get out of here." Clarissa Fenrey Skywalker grabbed her uncle's hand, guiding him to her ship. Seconds later, they entered hyperspace, and all was calm. "Rissa. After all these years. Where's your mother?" He looked around for Jyn Arso, Clarissa's mother. Clarissa looks away. "I don't know. I haven't known for a very long time." Tears begin pouring down her cheeks. And in that ship, in a ship known as Starlight Nova, is where our story begins.