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[BUNKER ENTRANCE]

Paploo had slipped out of the undergrowth near where the Imperial scouts were lounging. He silently swung his furry ball of a body onto one of the scout's speeder bikes and began flipping switches at random. Suddenly, the bike's engine fired up with a tremendous roar. Paploo grinned and continued to flip switches with no method to his madness. The scouts leapt up in surprise. They raced toward Paploo just as his speeder zoomed into motion. Paploo hung on by his paws and shot away into the forest.
"Look! Over there! Stop him!" A scout yelled. Three of the Imperial scouts jumped on their rocket bikes and sped away in pursuit. The fourth watched them go from his post at the door.
Octavia, Han, Leia, and Chewie exchanged delighted looks.
"Not bad for a little furball. There's only one left. You stay here. We'll take care of this." Han said, giving a pointed look to Octavia. He and the Chewie nodded at each other and slipped down toward the bunker. Threepio moved to stand next to Wicket, Rusty and Artoo.
"I have decided that we shall stay here."  Threepio said.

Octavia watched as Han snuck up behind the remaining Imperial scout, tapped him on the shoulder and let the scout chase him behind the bunker into the arms of the waiting Rebel strike team. Han returned to the front, and tapped out a pattern on the bunker door's control panel. Everyone stood out of sight, police-style, as the door opened. Han and Leia took a peek inside. No sign of life. The group entered the bunker silently, leaving Octavia as the one lookout.

[CONTROL ROOM ,
IMPERIAL BUNKER]

Han, Leia, Chewie, and the Rebel strike team stormed through a door and entered the main control room, taking all of the personnel as their prisoners.
"All right! Up! Move! Come on! Quickly! Quickly, Chewie." Han ordered, taking the lead. The Rebel troops herded the generator controllers away from their panels. Leia glanced at one of the screens on the control panel.
"Han! Hurry! The fleet will be here any moment." She exclaimed.
"Charges! Come on, come on!" Han said. Outside, Threepio watched nervously in the bushes as several more controllers and stormtroopers run towards the bunker, leaving guards stationed at the door.
"Oh, my! I must warn Octavia!" Threepio said, trying to get the blonde's attention. Wicket chattered in Ewok language, and then took off full steam into the forest.
"Wa-wait! Wait, come back! Artoo, Rusty stay with me." Threepio ordered.

Octavia had a bad feeling, she felt as though she was being watched. After her breakdown at the Ewok village, Han had arranged for her to be on guard duty, to keep her out of the line of fire, but she was getting that feeling again, she shifted uncomfortably and looked around, the second she turned her back, she was hit over the head by something hard, and everything went black.

Inside the bunker, Han looked up from setting charges as an Imperial commander entered.
"Freeze! You Rebel scum." The commander yelled. Han and Leia spun, and found dozens of Imperial weapons trained on them and their cohorts. A poised force of Imperial troops surround them. Even more poured into the room, roughly disarming the Rebel contingent. Han, Leia, and Chewie exchanged looks. They're helpless.
"Damnit Octavia." Han muttered. There was more commotion while Han, Leia Chewie and the rest of the Strike team were led out of the bunker by their captors. The surrounding area, which was deserted before, was now crowded with two-legged Imperial walkers and hundreds of Imperial troops. The situation looked utterly dismal for the Rebels.

[FOREST]

Octavia woke up with a pounding headache for the second time that day. She looked around and found she had been left for dead by the attackers. She cursed silently and stood up, dusting off her dirty tunic. She spotted a few weapons that had been discarded and shoved knifes in her boots and strapped two blasters to her back, as well as one on each hip. She looked around and tried to figure out which way her friends had been taken.
"Damnit Solo." She muttered.

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