invisible string~luke skywalker

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Greyson and Chewie walked quietly before the two 'stormtroopers' as they made their way to the detention block. Greyson couldn't help but wonder where her father was at or what he was doing. She knew he was going to find Darth Vader, and part of her knew it wasn't going to end well, but she attempted to repress that feeling. She refused to let herself think about Vader. She hadn't allowed herself to think about him for more than a fleeting moment in years. Greyson had noticed the more she thought about him, the worse she felt, and the more often her nightmare about him reoccurred. Han had spent too many nights sacrificing his own sleep to comfort her, and she refused to let it start back up. She could only hope having Luke around wouldn't mess up the progress she had made so far.

Chewbacca roared loudly at a passing cleaning droid, frightening it. It sped off. Luke patted Chewie on the arm and they continued. The only way Greyson could tell the two boys apart when they were in the uniforms was by their major height difference. Luke was far shorter than Han, and he certainly didn't meet the height requirement for stormtroopers. Greyson couldn't help but feel slightly nervous as they passed imperial officers and real stormtroopers, worried that they'd be caught. The group stepped into an empty elevator but Greyson still felt nauseous.

"I can't see a thing in this helmet." Luke complained. Greyson gave a short laugh.

"No wonder the troopers' aim is shit." She commented once the door closed.

"This is not gonna work." Han said.

"Why didn't you say so before?" Luke stopped messing with Chewie's binders.

"I did say so before."

"Your bickering makes me want to vomit. Stop." Greyson smacked Han with her bound hands. The elevator door opened behind them and they turned around and stepped out.

An imperial officer stared at them before asking, "Where are you taking this...thing?"

"Prisoner transfer from cell block 1138." Luke said.

"I wasn't notified." The officer said. His eyes floated over to Greyson and then down to the lightsaber attached to her hip. "She still has a weapon." He commented

Damn Damn Damn Greyson thought. One minor mistake was going to cost them, so much, possibly their lives. She knew she should've just left in it in the compartments on the ship, but she'd never gone anywhere without. Two guards began to walk over to them and Luke let go of his hold on Chewbacca who started roaring.

"Look out! He's loose!"

"He'll tear us all apart!"

One of the boys had handed Chewie their blaster. Greyson slipped out of her bindings and ignited the emerald lightsaber deflecting the shots that were being fired. She hit one of the guards with the blade and he fell to the ground. Shots continued to be fired on both sides as the two imposter stormtroopers shot at the controls. Greyson deflected one of the red bolts back to the guard who fired it, killing him.

The group rushed around to the panel and pulled a dead officer off of it. An alarmed blared loudly. "Turn the alarm off!" Greyson yelled as her eyes darted from entrance to entrance keeping an eye out for other crew.

"I'm trying! We gotta find out which cell this princess of Luke's is in." Han said looking over the controls. "2187! You go get here, we'll stay here!" Luke ran in the direction of the cell.

Han pulled off his helmet and leaned over the speaker. "Everything's under control here. Situation normal." Greyson turned off her saber but kept it out and walked over to Han.