Luke's POV

Smoke was pouring out of the escape pod as I saw the door being propped open.

"Hey!" I yelled as I ignited my lightsaber. I spotted an arm outside the escape pod and out stepped a snobby-looking teenager. Her hair was done in a high hazel ponytail and her face was made up. I knew right away who this girl was.

"Princess Eden of Alderaan. What an honor to meet you. I'm Luke Skywalker---," I started, but the girl put a finger to her blood red lips.

"You're Luke Skywalker, son of Anakin Skywalker," she said. "I need you to lead me to Anakin Skywalker. I have some very important information for him,"

"What information?"

"This is top secret info for the rebel alliance, which you are obviously not a part of. I am not allowed to share this info with such people," Eden held up a data card.

"Okay, okay! I get it!"

"What are you even doing on Tatooine?"

"I followed a search party to find my father. He---,"

"I know the story, Luke. What, you think I'm stupid?"

"It's not that,"

"Enough talk, Luke. Lead me to Anakin Skywalker or else,"

"Fine!" I yelled in Eden's face. I had quite a bit of a temper, like my father before me. It takes a certain amount of bitchiness to really piss me off.

"Good, then," Eden smirked. "Let's check out Mos Eisley cantina,"

"Why Mos Eisley cantina? There are smugglers and bounty hunters there. Something bad may happen to you, Eden,"

"Do you think I'm some useless damsel in distress? Hell no! I can totally handle myself out there,"

"If you insist," I shrugged. "Let's go,"

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As expected, Mos Eisley cantina was a wretched hive of scum and villainy. Popular music was played by alien performers on stage. Of course, there were a whole lot of sketchy looking characters getting drunk and partying their ass off. This whole experience made me want to vomit.

"What makes you think Anakin Skywalker will be here?" Eden whispered in my ear as she held up the data card in her hand.

"We know he's on Tatooine," I replied.

"Yo," a voice called out. A scruffy-looking nerf herder was seated with his feet on the table. He was with a particularly shaggy Wookiee.

"Who said you could talk to me? I don't like interacting with commoners," Eden flipped her ponytail.

"Listen up, Eden. Just because you're a princess doesn't mean you can disrespect people of lower social class," the nerf herder pointed his finger at Eden.

"Hmph. Does it look like I give a damn about my behavior?"

"Okay, sir, why did you call out at us?" I intervened.

"You see that data card in Eden's hand?" the nerf herder gestured towards Eden.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"I need it,"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I was given a mission to get this to Anakin Skywalker. This contains important information," Eden explained.

"About what?"

"That, I'm not allowed to tell you. Why do you want it?"

"Listen up, Princess. You know who I am?"

"No,"

"I'm Han Solo, and I'm on a smuggling mission here. I need to get some important cargo. That data card may be what I need to get Jabba the Hutt off my damn back,"

"This contains information for Anakin Skywalker, idiot,"

"Hey! You do not call me an idiot!"

"Aaaaaaaarrghhhhh?" the Wookiee roared.

"Shut up, Chewie!"

"So you're the famous Chewbacca who fought in the Battle of Mustafar," I approached Chewbacca to get a better look of him. He was much taller than in the photos of the Battle of Mustafar. Oh, and did I mention hairier?

Suddenly, a bunch of Stormtroopers enter the scene, along with a woman in military uniform.

"Hands up, Solo," she said.

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Author's Note: Who is the woman in military uniform? What information is stored on Eden's data card?