destiny ➳ luke skywalker

two

The old interior of the Millennium Falcon lit up in the bright sunlight. Dusty particles were seen in the direct light while the rest hid underneath the untouched cushions. Paige Solo stood on a stool, pounding on a control box to hopefully kick starting it into action while Chewbacca sat in the pilot seat, pretesting the switches and buttons. Outside, Han talked to the vile, Jabba the Hutt. The eldest Solo owed the giant slug some money for quite a while and Jabba was getting impatient. Paige insisted on helping him make excuses but her brother always held her back. Han did not want his sister in the greasy hands of the sick smuggler.

On the other side of town, Obi Wan was preparing the young Skywalker to keep his thoughts in tact. They had a mission. Go save Leia Organa, the princess of a planet called Aldeeran, and get her home safely. Luke was skeptical about using the given ship to complete their task, but they didn't have much of an option. The closer they got, the more anxious the teen felt. He didn't have anything keeping him back. His poor family...dead.

Once the two voyagers arrived at the ship, they were rudely interuptted by a group of roaming stormtroopers. Blaster shots hit the ship causing Paige and Chewbacca to look out the rusty windows. In shock, Paige down the ship ramp, pistol in hand, shooting at the Imperial fighters. Han rushed into the ship, his sister behind him, starting towards the pilot seat. Young Luke Skywalker stood behind watching as Han and Chewbacca flicked switches. Multi-colored lights filled the legendary ship as the power turned on. The blaster shots didn't stop as they lifted off the ground. Paige continued to watch as the troopers slowly gave up in defeat.

It was easy travel up until the gravity level dropped. Paige sat down anxiously next to the white haired man and his teen apprentice. They all said nothing, the only sound heard was Luke's finger tapping on the checkered surface board.

"Clear view of Imperial star ships. Paige, come take over!" Han Solo cried from the front, moving from his position as pilot.

The brown haired girl stood up, pushing herself until she reached the cushioned chair. She sat down giving a confirming look to the wookiee on her right. Han desperately looked for a way to speed up the process of letting them jump in lightspeed, but the switch wouldn't budge. Placing the head set on her head, Paige stared into the speckled abyss of space ahead of her. Luke came in behind her, holding onto her chair, complaining about the abilities the 'flying hunk of junk' had to offer. Imperial star ships approached from the back of the vehicle, targeting the main barrier keeping the oxygen in the ship. Green laser were seen flying forward, shooting into the darkness surrounding the whole galaxy.

"This is where the fun begins," Han said shooing his sister from his seat.

The generators started to warm up and a slight buzz filled the uncomfortable atmosphere. Paige dug her nails into the secondary pilots seat while watching Chewbacca's furry hands fly around the cables and knobs.

"Alright, you might wanna go strap yourselves up, we're jumping into lightspeed!" Han warned.

Obi Wan and Luke quickly made it to the back, pulling the chairs seat belts on. The rough material pressed up against the teenage boys skin as he prayed to the Maker that everything would go well. Sitting beside him, the Jedi Master looked unaffected. Before any words were spoken, a large amount of pressure pushed on the passengers chests. Objects were thrown backwards and fell onto the ground. The flying machine shook dramatically making some of them feel nauseous.

Once the ship slowed down, young Solo let out a deep breath. As many times as she had been faced with the amount of speed the Falcon had to offer, it was still a thrill each time. Chewbacca left his seat, coming into the back and sitting next to his dear friend, Paige. She leaned into the wookiee, smiling at the successful escape they had just made from the dry and hot planet of Tatooine.