by Gunman

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars The Clone Wars, or their characters.

Summary: Obi-Wan and Asajj take Luke and the droids to Mos Eisley where they hire a smuggler named Han Solo to take them to Alderaan, but get sidetracked to The Death Star.


Chapter 2
Cantina's and Space Stations

The Speeder raced across the deserts of Tatooine, headed towards Mos Eisley.

Luke was in the front seat driving with Ventress sitting next to him.

While Luke wasn't thrilled at having the sexy and deadly woman right next to him, Obi-Wan, being the gentleman he was, had insisted.

So the Jedi Master sat with Artoo and Threepio on the back of the speeder as they headed to their destination.

Eventually they came to overlook their destination upon a high cliff.

"Mos Eisley space port. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious." Obi-Wan said.

The speeder raced into the city limits of Mos Eisley, passing various creatures and droids and other patrons of the city itself. Heading deeper into the city, passed the buildings and hangers, and even passed several armed storm troopers.

Luke eventually came to an intersections where a quartet of troopers were questioning everyone.

"How long have you had these droids?" the lead trooper asked.

"About three or four seasons." Luke lied.

"They're up for sale, if you want them." Obi-Wan stated.

"Let me see your identification." the trooper asked.

"You don't need to see his identification." Ventress said casually, lightly waving her fingers at him.

"We don't need to see his identification." the trooper repeated.

"These aren't the droids you're looking for." she said.

"These aren't the droids we're looking for." he repeated.

"He can go about his business." she said again.

"You can go about your business." the trooper repeated.

"Move along." she said in a softer tone.

"Move along. Move along." the trooper said, waving them on.

Luke piloted the speeder until they came to local cantina. As they stopped, several Jawas approached the speeder and started touching it.

"I can't abide those Jawas. Disgusting creatures." Threepio exclaimed as Obi-Wan helped him and Artoo off the speeder.

Luke shooed the Jawa away and turned to Obi-Wan.

"I can't understand how we got past those troops. I thought we were dead." he said.

"The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded." Obi-Wan said.

"You could have just let me killed them." Ventress said as she hopped out of the speeder.

"Even in this place, that would have brought us far too much attention." Obi-Wan said.

"If you say." she said dismissingly, despite knowing that using the Force to influence those troopers was what he had wanted.

Luke then turned to the cantina where a couple of people were walking in to. Nearby a trio of Jawas were sitting and talking while a dewback roared and shook its head.

"You really think we're going to find a pilot here that'll take us to Alderaan?" Luke asked.

"Well, most of the best freighter pilots are to be found here. Only watch your step. This place can be a little rough." Obi-Wan said and headed towards it.

"I'm ready for anything." Luke retorted as he followed the bearded man.

"We'll see." Ventress hissed softly and she followed them.

Inside the cantina, dozens of different and diverse alien beings were seen all around. Some were ordering drinks, some were discussing/arguing over business, and others were just trying to stay out of sight. The cantina was dark enough that most of their business was kept to themselves. Over to the right, the local band was playing a lively tune.

Luke didn't like the place already. It looked and smelled like trouble.

"Hey! We don't serve their kind here!" the bartender suddenly snapped, getting Luke's attention.

"What?" Luke asked.

"Your droids! They'll have to wait outside. We don't want them here." the bartender stated again.

"Look maybe you'd better wait outside. We don't want any trouble." Luke said to Threepio.

"I heartily agree with you, sir." the protocol droid agreed and turned around to get Artoo out the door.

While Obi-Wan talked to a couple pilots at the bar, Luke decided to get something to drink so that he didn't look out of place. Though, looking at the varied groups of shady individuals there, he probably stood out like a newly polished R2 Unit in a junkyard.

Ventress, meanwhile, was keeping herself hidden using her Force abilities. A stealth tactic that she had developed even before her service to Count Dooku. She figured to let Obi-Wan do the talking while she held herself back and just observed. This was mostly because the level of corruption and vice in this place was making her uneasy. While she was no stranger to it, her recent years spent with Obi-Wan had actually tempered her cold personality. She could feel it as if it were a thick, muddy swamp that she had just wadded in to, and all the patrons around her were snakes, bugs, toads or other slimy creatures who were looking for their next meal.

Just then, she felt two snakes slither up to Luke.

"He doesn't like you." the pig-faced Dr. Cornelius Evazan said to Luke, his friend, an Aqualish, looking rather agitated.

"Sorry." Luke said.

"I don't like you either. You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death-sentence on 12 systems." he said, indicating himself and his Aqualish partner, Ponda Baba.

Ventress raised her eyebrow at that. Was this guy drunk or just bragging, trying to get a rise out of Luke? He must have figured Luke for an easy target because of how he looked or how he was dressed. She sighed, seeing that Obi-Wan was talking to a Wookiee just a few feet down from where she and Luke were, and carefully reached for her lightsabers.

"I'll be careful." Luke retorted.

"You'll be dead!" Evazan snapped, grabbing Luke's shoulders.

"Perhaps you boys should find someone else to play with." Ventress said, appearing behind Luke and removing her hood to show her face.

"Yeah! Maybe I'll play with you instead!" Evazan growled as he roughly shoved Luke aside.

Both he and Ponda lunged at the bald, pale-skinned woman, only for her to whip her arms out from underneath her cloak as two red blades of light sprang from her hands.

Within a second, Evazan's right arm and Ponda's left arm were sliced from their bodies. The two men cried out in pain as they pulled away from the woman.

Luke looked down and saw two different arms lying on the ground. One of them had a blaster in it's grip.

"I wasn't making an offer." Ventress sneered, almost smiling, as she extinguished her blades and replaced them on her hip-belt.

Obi-Wan just sighed as he went over and helped Luke up off the floor.

"I'm alright." Luke said to Obi-Wan.

The bearded man looked at Ventress, who only shrugged.

"They attacked me." she said simply.

Obi-Wan waved it off for the moment and turned the pairs attention to the 7'5" Wookie.

"Chewbacca here is first mate on a ship that I think might suit us." Obi-Wan said, leading the pair towards one of the tables at the back.


While the Wookiee went to find his captain, Obi-Wan, Ventress and Luke sat down at the table. Obi-Wan was in between them, Luke on his left, Ventress on his right.

Obi-Wan had a stoic face on, but Ventress knew him well enough to know that he was upset.

"I'm not going to apologize for what I did, Obi-Wan." she said.

"I didn't expect you to. But this will attract unwanted attention." he stated.

"It would have been just as bad if they had shot and killed the boy." she said.

The 'boy' in question just looked at the woman, a little hurt. Sure he had gotten knocked down rather easily, but he wouldn't have stayed down long. Then again, if they had gotten off a lucky shot, he would be dead. He wasn't looking for trouble, but he knew he would have to be more careful in the future.

"Well, here's hoping Jabba doesn't find out about this." Obi-Wan said.

"Jabba The Hutt? Why?" Luke asked.

"Because if I'm not mistaken, those two run spice smuggling for the Hutt. It's enough we're trying to avoid the Empire, but we don't need trouble from gangsters as well." he said.

"Alright, how could you possibly know that those two smuggle spice for Jabba?" Luke asked.

"A little energy-field told me." he said with a grin.

"Oh." Luke replied, understanding what he meant and now slightly more impressed by the wide-variety of abilities that were possible through The Force.

He wondered how soon his own training would begin.

Just then, Chewbacca returned with a slightly roguish looking man who couldn't have been ten or even twelve years older than Luke. He was dressed in a long-sleeved white shirt underneath a dark colored vest, black pants and boots, a blaster holstered to his hip. He had short brown hair and brown eyes.

"I'm Han Solo, captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewie here tells me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system." the man said.

"Yes, indeed. If it's a fast ship." Obi-Wan said.

"Fast ship? You've never heard of the Millennium Falcon?" Han smirked.

"Should I have?" Obi-Wan asked.

"It's the ship that made the Kessel Run in less than 12-parsecs." Han boasted.

At hearing this, Ventress furrowed her eyebrows. She had heard of the Kessel Run, and it was actually 18-parsecs through a nebula that surrounded an asteroid field. Through that nebula all sensors and scanners were useless, and pilots often ran the risk of hitting asteroids because of that. But if this pilot had actually found a shorter way through the nebula and lived, then his boasting was well deserved.

"I've outrun Imperial star ships. Not the local bulk cruisers, mind you, I'm talking the big Corellian ships now. She's fast enough for you, buddy. What's the cargo?" he asked.

"Only passengers. Myself, the lady, the boy, two droids... and no questions asked." Obi-Wan said.

Han seemed to laugh at that.

"What is it, some kind of local trouble?" he asked.

"Let's just say we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements." he said with emphasis in his voice.

"Well, that's the real trick, isn't it? And it'll cost you something extra. 10,000, all in advance."

Luke gasped as he heard the sum. Ventress sneered, not liking the idea of being extorted.

"10,000?" Luke gasped, realizing they didn't have that many ingots on them. "We could almost buy our own ship for that."

"But who's going to fly it, kid? You?" Han asked with a cocky smirk.

"You bet I could! I'm not sure a bad pilot myself!" Luke snapped at Han before turning to Obi-Wan. "We don't have to sit here and listen to..."

However, Obi-Wan held up his hand to stop Luke's ranting and to calm Ventress before she did something else that caused trouble.

"We can pay you 2,000 now, plus 15, when we reach Alderaan." Obi-Wan said.

"17, huh?" Han asked as Obi-Wan nodded. "Alright, you got yourself a ship. We'll leave as soon as you're ready. Docking Bay 94."

"Ninety-Four." he repeated.

Han looked up passed the trio and saw the bartender talking to a group of white-armored Imperial troopers.

"Uh-oh. Looks like someone's taking an interest in your handiwork." Han said to the trio.

Obi-Wan, Ventress and Luke quickly disappeared. The troopers walked passed Han and Chewie as the human pilot turned towards the Wookiee.

"17,000! Those guys must really be desperate. This could really save my neck. Get back to the ship and get her ready." Han ordered the tall Wookiee.

While Chewie went one way, Han went another. However, as Han was on his way out, he was stopped by someone.

(Going somewhere, Solo?) The Rodian with the gun asked.

"Yes, Greedo, I was just on my way to see your boss. Tell Jabba I've got his money." Han said as Greedo maneuvered him over to a corner table.

(It's too late. You should have paid him when you had the chance. Jabba put a bounty on your head so large, every bounty hunter in the galaxy will be looking for you. I'm glad I found you first.) Greedo said.

"Yeah, but this time, I've got the money." Han said.

(If you give it to me, I might forget I found you.) Greedo countered.

"I don't have it with me. Tell Jabba..." Han started to explain, tracing the back wall with his hand, only to get interrupted.

(Jabba's through with you. He has no use for smugglers who drop their shipments at the first sign of Imperial cruisers.) he stated.

"Even I get boarded some times. You think I had a choice?" Han said as he carefully unholstered his blaster.

(Tell that to Jabba. He may only take your ship.) Greedo said.

"Over my dead body." Han said with a harsh edge to his voice.

(That's the idea. I've been looking forward to this for a long time.) Greedo said in a cocky tone.

"Yes, I'll bet you have." Han said with a smirk.


The smoking carcass of the green-skinned Rodian fell face-first onto the table. Han just looked around at the other patrons of the cantina as he smirked and got up from his seat.

"Sorry about the mess." Han said as he tossed a couple coins on the counter.

The bartender just grimaced and shook his head.

"Lots of excitement in here today." he muttered aloud.

From the shadows, Ventress just smirked to herself.

He shot first, not even giving the Rodian a fair chance. She thought.

Then again, the Rodian did have his gun out and was aiming it at Solo, and was preparing to shoot. Solo merely took him by surprise.

In another life, she would have enjoyed working with someone as cunning and ruthless as Solo.


While Obi-Wan and Luke were looking for a buyer to sell Luke's speeder, Ventress decided to follow Han and Chewbacca back to Docking Bay 94.

What she found when she followed was not to be expected.

(Solo! Come Out Here, Solo!) The large, slug-like Hutt cried out at the ship. There were several humans and other aliens with weapons looking around the hanger.

"Right here, Jabba." Han said, causing the Hutt and his men to turn around. "I've been waiting for you."

(Have you now?) Jabba asked.

"You didn't think I was going to run now, did you?" Han smirked.

(Han, my boy, you disappoint me. Why haven't you paid me, and why did you fry poor Greedo?) the Hutt asked the smuggler.

Word spreads fast on Tatooine. Especially to the Hutts. Ventress thought, keeping herself concealed in the shadows.

"Look Jabba, next time you want to talk, come see me yourself. Don't send one of these twerps." Han snapped, pointing to Jabba's men.

(Han, Han, I can't make exceptions. What if everyone who smuggled for me, dropped their cargo at the first sign of Imperil cruisers? It's not good business.) Jabba said.

"Even I get boarded some times. You think I had a choice?" Han asked as he stepped on Jabbas' tail and walked around to his other side. "But I got a nice easier charter now. I'll pay you back, plus interest, I just need a little more time." he said cooly.

(Han, my boy, you're the best. So... for an extra 20%...) Jabba said with an ambitious tone.

"15, Jabba. Don't push it." Han said.

(Fine. 15. But if you fail me again... I'll put a price on your head so big, you won't be able to go near a civilized system.) Jabba threatened.

"Jabba, you're a wonderful human being." Han said with a sarcastic tone.

(Come on!) Jabba said to his men.

Ventress watched as Jabba and his men left, not really caring that much who they were. The only one that caught her attention was the guy in the gray, dark-green and faded-blue Mandalorian armor.


Ventress was waiting for her lover and the boy, who arrived at Docking Bay 94 with the two droids in tow. Chewbacca came out the docking bay to greet them.

Leading them inside, only Ventress noticed that they had apparently been followed. Some snouted, goggle-wearing creature dressed all in black.

"We have to leave now." she whispered to Obi-Wan.

"You felt him too." he replied to her.

"I saw him." she said.

Once inside the hanger, Luke was shocked when he saw the ship.

"What a piece of junk!" he gasped.

"She'll make .5 past lightspeed. She may not look like much but she's got it where it counts, kid. I've made a lot of special modifications myself. But, we're a little rushed, so if you'll just get aboard, we'll get out of here." Han explained.

Obi-Wan lead the group up the ramp of the ship, followed by Ventress and Luke, and then the two droids.

"Hello, sir." Threepio said to Han before he boarded the ship.

While Chewie was getting the systems warmed up, Obi-Wan and the others were getting settled in.

It wasn't a minute later when the hanger bay was suddenly invaded by eight heavily armed storm troopers.

"Stop That Ship! Blast Em!" the lead storm trooper shouter.

The storm troopers opened fire as Han pulled his blaster and fired back. The hanger exploded with light and dust as Han quickly race dup the ramp into the ships, shouting at his first mate.

"CHEWIE, GET US OUT OF HERE!" Han shouted as he closed the ramp and hatch and raced to the cockpit.

"Oh, my. I've forgotten how much I hate space travel!" Threepio stated as the ship quickly took off.

The Falcon took off into the air, blasting out of Mos Eisley and into the upper atmosphere. Only to find they had company.

Chewie roared as he pointed at the scanners.

"Looks like an Imperial cruiser. Our passengers must be hotter than I thought." Han noted. "Try and hold them off. Angle the deflector shields while I make the calculations for the jump to lightspeed!"

Chewie did as told, even as Luke and Obi-Wan raced into the cockpit.

"Stay sharp. There are two more coming in. They're gonna try and cut us off." Han said.

"Why don't you just outrun them, I thought you said this ship was fast." Luke exclaimed as Ventress joined them up front.

"Watch your mouth, kid, or you'll find yourself floating home." Han retorted. "We'll be safe enough once we make the jump to hyper space. Besides I know a few maneuvers, we'll lose em."

Is it just me or are we slowly drifting to the right? Ventress thought, but said nothing.

"Here's where the fun begins." Han smirked.

"How long before you can make the jump to lightspeed?" Obi-Wan asked.

"It'll take a few moments to get the coordinates from the navi-computer." Han answered.

"Are you kidding? At the rate they're gaining?" Luke gasped.

"Traveling through hyper space ain't like dusting crops, boy. Without precise calculations we'd fly right through a star or bounce too close to a super nova, and that'd end your trip real quick, now wouldn't it?" Han snipped.

"What's that flashing?" Luke asked, pointing to the flashing and beeping light in front of Chewbacca.

"We're losing the deflector shields!" Han replied, slapping Luke's arm away. "Go strap yourself in, I'm about to make the jump to lightspeed!"

Within seconds, the Millennium Falcon was away.


Once the ship was into hyper space, and the passengers could move about as they pleased, Ventress pulled Luke up to his feet in the middle of the large open area of the ship.

"We have some time before we reach Alderaan, boy. Pick up your lightsaber." she said.

"You... you mean you're going to teach me?" Luke asked, clearly confused.

"Obi-Wan and I agreed that I would be your saber instructor, while he teaches you the ways of the Force." she said as she flung off her cloak, revealing her purple and white dress underneath it, her two lightsabers secured on both sides of her hips. She pulled them off and ignited the red blades. "Part of being a Jedi Knight is to know how to handle a lightsaber. The first rule you must learn: your lightsaber is your life."

Luke pulled out his fathers lightsaber and ignited it. In the confines of the ship, Luke's blade had an almost greenish tint to it.

"The weapon is a part of you. Like your arm or leg. It is your sword, and your shield and IS the difference between your life and your death. A true Jedi often constructs their own lightsaber. As a final test of their becoming a Knight. You will do this yourself. In time. For now... defend yourself!" she hissed and lunged at him, slashing and stabbing at Luke with her twin sabers.

Luke blocked blow after blow from the Rattatak woman, more out of blind self-defense than any actual training.

Obi-Wan just watched as his lover trained the young Skywalker, thinking back to how she had come to be the woman she was now.

In the 20 years they had been together, Ventress had of course told him about her former master. Not Count Dooku, but Ky Narec, a human Jedi Knight who had freed her from slavery on Rattatak. He had taken her under his wing and trained her as his Padawan, sensing that she had great Force-potential. They grew close to each other, like a father and daughter, but after he was killed in an ambush, Ventress chose to walk the path of the Dark Side. Angry and bitter at the Jedi for not coming to her masters aid, she used her skills to kill every warlord on Rattatak and eventually left to kill other Jedi whom she felt had abandoned him.

Eventually, she came to the attention of Count Dooku, who agreed to make her a true Sith if she served him.

While Obi-Wan hadn't known the details of Ky Narec's death, or even his mission to Rattatak, that ignorance was not an excuse to free him of Ventress's wrath.

Many battles were fought and much blood was shed. Many Jedi falling by her hands. Obi-Wan and his then-Jedi brother Anakin had fought Ventress many times and managed to escape. Or she had escaped. Perhaps it was because of this that her respect for Obi-Wan began to take shape.

And yet despite her hatred of the Jedi, Obi-Wan found it ironic that she was now the lover of a Jedi, and helping to train a new future Jedi.

Despite his age, Luke was young in the ways of the Force and his saber skills were childish at best. In order for him to be of any use to them, Ventress had insisted on a hard-handed method in his training.

They were only a few minutes into their training, when both Obi-Wan and Ventress paused, clutching their chests in pain.

"What is it? Are you alright?" Luke asked the pair as they pulled off to the side, Obi-Wan sitting down while Ventress stood next to him, leaning against the bearded man.

"A great disturbance in the Force." Ventress said.

"As if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror, and were suddenly silenced." Obi-Wan said.

"Something terrible has happened." the pale-woman said.

Luke wasn't sure what it could have been, not being as in tune with the Force as them.

Waving it off, Obi-Wan pushed Luke and Ventress back to training.

While Chewbacca was playing Dejarik against R2-D2, with C3-PO sitting right next to the Wookiee, Han entered the lounge of ship.

"Well you can forget your trouble with those Imperial slugs. I told you I'd outrun them." Han said in a confident tone of voice.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Han's mood deflated.

"Don't everyone thank me at once." he sulked. "Anyway, we should be at Alderaan about 0200 hours."

Over at the table, Chewie was making his move, forcing a yellowish creature with a hammer to move across the board.

"Now be careful, Artoo." Threepio said to the blue and silver astrodroid, who made his move, causing a large muscular creature to walk up to the yellow creature, pick it up, and slam it into the ground.

"Argh! Argh!" the Wookiee roared in upset.

"He made a fair move! Screaming about it can't help you." Threepio declared to the Wookiee.

"Let him have it. It's not wise to upset a Wookiee." Han said to the droid.

"But sir, no one worries about upsetting a droid." Threepio countered.

"That's because a droid don't pull people's arms out of their sockets when they lose." Han said with a smirk.

Not the ones you know. Obi-Wan and Ventress mentally thought, recalling the droids they had either commanded or dismantled during the Clone War.

"Wookiee's are known to do that." Han added.

The golden droid looked at Chewbacca for a few seconds before turning back to Han.

"I see your point, sir. I suggest a new strategy, Artoo." he said to his counterpart. "Let the Wookiee win."

Ventress mentally rolled her eyes at that as she continued to train Luke, the boy actually doing very well when it came to blocking all of her attacks. The Rattatak woman continued to press her advantage, little-by-little increasing her strength and speed.

"Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing through him." Obi-Wan stated.

"You mean it controls your actions?" Luke grunted as Ventress continued her assault.

"Partially. But it also obeys your commands." he said.

Ventress swung fiercely, knocking the saber out of Luke's hands.

Obi-Wan quickly stretched out his hand and used the Force and catch the saber in mid-air, not wanting to damage or destroy Han's ship, as it was their only means to transport now.

He levitated it back to Luke, who gripped it tightly in both hands.

"Maybe you should consider something other than an ancient weapons and hokey religions, kid. Give me a good blaster any day of the week." Han said.

"You just saw what The Force can do, and you don't believe in it?" Luke asked the smuggler.

"Kid, I've seen a lot of strange stuff flying back and forth across this galaxy, but I've never seen anything to make me believe that there is one all-powerful Force controlling everything. There's no mystical energy field controls my destiny. And as for that floating trick, some people might call it Telekinesis, or even magnetic manipulation. There are devices that can do that."

"Then perhaps we should try something else." Obi-Wan said, as he pulled out a small metal sphere with several holes in it's body from his robe, and a helmet with its blast shield down.

He put the helmet on Luke's head and activated the small remote.

The remote flew around and started firing small energy bolts at Luke, stunning him.

"AHH!" Luke hissed. "How can I possibly fight back when I can't even see?" he asked.

"Your eyes can deceive you, don't trust them." Obi-Wan asked.

Luke was shot a couple more times with the remote, earning him a grimace from Ventress.

"Focus, boy!" Ventress hissed.

"Stretch out with your feelings." Obi-Wan said.

The remote attacked again, but this time Luke swung his lightsaber and deflected the mini-lasers.

"You see? You can do it!" Obi-Wan exclaimed proudly.

"I call it luck." Han said.

"In our experience, there is no such thing as luck." Ventress stated.

"Look, good against remotes is one thing. Good against the living? That's something else." Han said. "And I don't mean training."

Suddenly the computer console beeped.

"Looks like we're coming up on Alderaan." Han said as he and Chewie headed up to the cockpit.

"Did you feel it, boy?" Ventress asked Luke.

"Yeah, I did feel the Force. I could almost see the remote in my head" Luke said.

"That's good. You've taken your first step into a larger world." Obi-Wan said proudly as he clapped his hand on Luke's shoulder.


Once Han had brought the Falcon out of hyper space, he instantly felt the bangs and bumps of something colliding with his ship.

"What the..." Han cried out in surprise.

"Arrghh arrgh!" Chewie roared.

"Ah! We've come out of hyper space into a meteor shower. Some kind of asteroid collision. It's not on any of the charts." Han said as Luke, Obi-Wan and Ventress appeared in the cockpit.

"What's going on?" Luke asked.

"Our positions correct, only... no Alderaan." Han stated.

"What's wrong? Where is it?" Luke asked.

"That's what I'm trying to tell you kid, it isn't there. It's been totally blown away!" Han said.

"What? How?" he gasped.

"Destroyed, by the Empire." Ventress stated.

"The entire starfleet couldn't destroy a whole planet. It'd take a thousand ships with more firepower than I've..." Han started to say, only for the console to beep.

(Beep, Beep, Beep)

"There's another ship coming in." Han said.

"Maybe they know what happened." Luke mused.

"It's an Imperial fighter." Obi-Wan said.

"It followed us!" Luke shouted as the fighter fired upon them.

"No. It's a short range fighter." the Jedi Master said.

"There aren't any bases around here, where'd it come from?" Han asked.

"It sure is leaving in a big hurry. If they identify us we're in big trouble." Luke noted.

"Not if I can help it. Chewie, jam it's transmissions." Han ordered.

"Better to let it go. It's too far out of range." Obi-Wan advised.

"Not for long." Han counted and continued to give chase.

"What's wrong, Obi-Wan?" Ventress asked her lover, seeing his pensive expression.

"A fighter that size couldn't get this deep into space on it's own." Obi-Wan mused.

"It must have gotten lost, been part of a convoy or something." Luke suggested.

"Well, he's not gonna be around long enough to tell anyone about us." Han said.

The Falcon continued to chase the fighter until something in the distance came into view.

"Look, he's heading for that small moon." Luke said.

"I think I can get him before he gets there. He's almost in range." Han replied.

However, Obi-Wan's and Ventress's eyes suddenly widened in realization.

"That's no moon." Obi-Wan stated.

"It's a space station." Ventress finished his thought.

"It's too big to be a space... station." Han gasped as the Falcon drew closer and they all could see the metallic surface and the panels and plates of the so-called 'moon'.

"I have a very bad feeling about this." Luke said as a sense of dread went through him.

"Turn the ship around." Obi-Wan ordered the pilot.

"Yeah. I think you're right." the dazed Han said. "Chewie, full reserve. Lock in the auxiliary power." he said as both he and Chewbacca worked the controls furiously.

It was to naught, as the ship suddenly began to shake, continuing forward towards the spherical station.

"Chewie, lock in the auxiliary power!" Han repeated.

"Why are we still moving towards it?!" Luke gasped.

"We're caught in a tractor beam! It's pulling us in!" he shouted.

"There's got to be something you can do!" Luke cried out as he tried to steady himself.

"There's nothing I can do, kid, I'm at full power already! I'm gonna have to shut down or I'll burn out the engines. But they're not gonna get me without a fight." Han huffed as he turned off the engines.

"You can't win, but there are alternatives to fighting." Obi-Wan stated.

"Unfortunately." Ventress groaned.


Once the Falcon had been promptly parked into the hanger bay, it was thoroughly searched by the storm troopers, who found nothing.

However, within the hidden floor panels of the ship, the two most Force-sensitive peoples there balked when they felt the familiar presence of someone else.

"He's here." Ventress whispered to Obi-Wan. "Vader."

"I know. Whatever you do, don't tell Luke." Obi-Wan whispered back.

The floor panels opened up as Han Solo and Luke Skywalker poked their heads out of the small compartment.

"Boy, it's lucky you had these compartments." Luke said as he hoisted the panel to the side.

"I use them for smuggling. I never thought I'd be smuggling myself in 'em. This is ridiculous. Even if I could take off, I'd never get past the tractor beam." Han stated, gun in hand.

"Leave that to me." Obi-Wan said as he and Ventress emerged from a second compartment in the floor.

"Damn fool, I knew that you were going to say that." Han huffed.

"Who's the more foolish? The fool, or the fool who follows him?" Obi-Wan asked as Chewbacca poked his head out of the compartment he shared with Han and Luke.

"Argh!" Chewie moaned.

"I have to agree with the Wookiee." Ventress said.


Authors Notes:

After much internal deliberation, I've decided to make this story into four chapters. This second chapter was supposed to be longer, but I was anxious to update. So I hope everyone enjoys it.

The next chapter will deal with Obi-Wan dealing with Darth Vader and the rescue of Princess Leia.

As always, please review if you like it.