Once we had landed back on Endor it was already nighttime. So we all climbed into the tree house and got into our beds. Before I did so, I walked into Ben's room and looked at his assortment of lightsabers. I hope he wouldn't mind if I tested out a few. I unlocked the glass case - which wasn't really locked - and grabbed out a lightsaber handle that was curved at the end and was about a foot long. I pressed the red button to ignite it and a long red light jumped out. I swung it round a few times and accidentally cut a picture frame in half. I put the lightsaber back and picked up the picture frame. It was a picture of a young boy with black standing in between an older woman and an older man who looked like his parents. The man had brown hair and brown eyes. The woman had brown hair tied into two buns on the side of her head. It must be a family portrait of Ben, Leia, and Han.
I heard the door open and looked to see who it was. It was Han, he was coming in to go to bed.
"What are you doing in here?" He asked glaring at me.
"Um...," I replied putting the pieces of the picture back where wit was. Han looked at me confused and walked over to me. He picked up the picture off the table and looked at it. A tear rolled down his cheek and e sat down on his bed still staring at the picture.
"So, what happened?" I asked sitting beside him.
He sighed. "Me and Leia sent him off to train with Luke because we knew he had to much of his grandfather in him. He was persuaded by Snook to go to the dark side," another tear trickled down his cheek. He kept going. "When he turned to the light side for Rea, me and Leia thought we could keep it that way. Obviously we were far from right," he finished . "Anyways...," he put the picture back and laid in his bed, I stood up. "Good night," he said as I left the room.
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Pick a Side ⊳ Star Wars
Fanfiction"SOMETIMES ITS OKAY TO THINK WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS RIGHT, EVEN IF IT IS WRONG" [Completed]
