The Forgotten Hero: A Star Wars Story

Clock is Ticking

Luke: (laughing) That's it! We did it!

The princess jumps up and gives Chewie a congratulatory hug.

Leia: We did it!

Y/N jumps for joy and grabs Chewie by the neck, squeezing him tightly, causing the wookie to grunt in pain.

Y/N: Yeah!

3PO lies on the floor of the ship, completely tangled in the smoking, sparking wires.

3PO: Help! I think I'm melting! (to R2) This is all your fault.

R2 turns his dome from side to side, beeping in response.

The victorious Millennium Falcon moves off majestically through space.

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Darth Vader strides into the control room, where Tarkin is watching the huge view screen. A sea of stars is before him.

Tarkin: Are they away?

Vader: They have just made the jump into hyperspace.

Tarkin: You're sure the homing beacon is secure aboard their ship? I'm taking an awful risk, Vader. This had better work.

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Han, removes his gloves and smiling, is at the controls of the ship. Chewie moves into the aft section to check the damage. Leia is seated near Han. Y/N is laying with his head back and his feet up, wiping the sweat off of his brow. Luke is deeper into the ship and Chewie works on repairs throughout.

Han: Not a bad bit of rescuing, huh? You know, sometimes I even amaze myself.

Leia: That doesn't sound too hard. Besides, they let us go. It's the only explanation for the ease of our escape.

Han: Easy... you call that easy?

Y/N: I've had easier escapes when they were trying! How was that easy!?

Leia: They're tracking us!

Han: Not this ship, sister.

Y/N: If they are tracking us I'm going to be pissed. I've had enough of this nonsense. I already fought in a war or two when I was younger. I'm too old for this.

Han: I still don't believe you.

Y/N: Trust me. I'm old. I don't know why I look like this but I do. Alright, fly boy?

Frustrated, Leia shakes her head.

Leia: At least the information in R2 is still intact.

Han: What's so important? What's he carrying?

Leia: The technical readouts of that battle station. I only hope that when the data is analyzed, a weakness can be found. It's not over yet!

Han: It is for me, sister! Look, I ain't in this for your revolution, and I'm not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I'm in it for the money!

Leia: You needn't worry about your reward. If money is all that you love, then that's what you'll receive!

She angrily turns, and as she starts out of the cockpit, passes Luke coming in.

Leia: Your friend is quite a mercenary. I wonder if he really cares about anything... or anyone.

Luke: I care!

Y/N: Nice, Luke.

Luke, shaking his head, sits in the copilot seat. He Y/N and Han stare out at the vast blackness of space.