Saga OT ANH AU....

Hi everyone, my name is perseid and I'm new here! ::waves enthusiastically::

This is a short little fic, and there is major CHARACTER DEATH, to let you know if that kind of thing isn't your cup of tea.

I don't have a title yet, but I hope everyone enjoys it, so on with the show!

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There are moments when the Universe seems to stretch time into agonizing eternities. Hours flow from seconds, days from minutes. Times that reach to infinity in the mind, despite being over instantly in the reality of outsiders.

The Death Star trench was just such a place for young Luke Skywalker. A mixture of fear, anticipation, and cold will made the brief minutes his ship raced along in the confines of the canyon seem interminable. Each run lasted longer, each run the trench seemed to stretch further.

Especially so on this last run. He was alone. There was no one to help him. There was no one else who could send the torpedo to its intended target. And he being closely tailed by a single enormous TIE Fighter, which refused to be shaken.

Use the Force, Luke...Let go, Luke... Ben?s word?s echoed in his mind, and he reached out into the Force, finding the connection suprisingly easily. It was as if it had been there waiting for him, anticipating his needs, indeed almost itching to envelop and guide him. He let his guard down even further, and gave it the control it seemed to seek so desperately. He felt it flow over him completely, infiltraiting his body and mind, and suddenly the world around him changed unexpectedly.

Firing the torpedo into the trench was not a matter of intense concentration, or exacting precision. It didn?t require much effort, it was not even hard. It was simply a matter of the Force guiding him into doing what was already ordained to happen: he simply had to let it do so. In his mind, the Force provided him with a vision of the torpedo diving into the cut, and he no longer doubted that it would happen.

And then, in an instant, the opening was directly in front of him, and he had only seconds to fire the torpedo and pull up out of the trench. He panicked ever so breifly, but this time the Force reached out and surrounded him, despite his incredible urge to push it away and focus on the task ahead without it. But the Force, with unfathomable ways of its own, moved his hands on the controls, almost against Luke?s will, and the torpedo sped away from his ship.

The torpedo grazed the side of the opening ever so slightly, and for a heartstopping moment Luke thought he had missed, but then it disappeared over the edge, and he knew it had succeeded.

A thrill of triumph spilled over in Luke?s heart. He had done it, against all odds, the green farmboy from Tatooine had become a hero of the Rebellion.

He had but minutes to escape before the Death Star blew itself to atoms. But his mind was elsewhere, caressing the tenderils of Force energy that had guided him. As he drove the X-Wing into an exuberant swoop along the Death Star?s doomed facade, little did he notice Artoo?s urgent beeps, or the TIE Fighter that was still closely behind him...

In his TIE cockpit, Vader blinked. The pilot of the X-Wing, apparently drunk with triumph, had carelessly slowed, no longer making evasive efforts. Apparently the sureity of the Death Star?s destruction had made him oblivious.

The Force was still very strong with the pilot, but Vader?s dark will was even stronger. The Death Star was a lost cause now that the torpedo had entered, but that didn?t mean the pilot who had dealt the blow was no less deserving of destruction. Indeed, such as skilled and Force sensitive operative needed to be eliminated immediately, from a purely practical, if not revenge-motivated, standpoint.

The X-Wing crossed Vader?s sighting crosshairs for a final time. It lingered dangerously between them, and Vader?s aim was true. The X-Wing exploded into a brilliant flash of flame, and the souls of one very agitated, loyal R2-D2 robot, and one lowly, headstrong, utterly innocent farmboy fled into the Force.

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Very, very interesting, perseid99. I've always wondered what direction ANH would have gone if it had kept going. Please, continue.

 

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