Star Wars Episode 9 Rise of the Gray : Scene 3

Fan Fiction for the Star Wars Universe

Fade in to an old Imperial Transport heading to Yavin IV. Switch to inside the command center of the base. Leia, Poe, and Chewy are there with the astro-mechs, who are finishing up with repairs, and C-3PO updating the language banks.

Loud Speaker: “Unidentified ship approaching. Scrambling B-Wing to intercept.”

Leia: “Try to communicate with it.”

Loud Speaker: “Out of range. B-Wing can communicate, or we can turn the relay to max power...”

Leia: “No! No, that will give away our position. From the looks of things, this may have been a smugglers hide out since we abandoned it. Let’s keep them thinking that way.”

Flash to the droid storage room.

Rey: “Come on Finn, we’re late.”

Finn: “Almost done.”

Rey: “It can wait, there are only two left.”

Finn kept working.

Rey glared at him.

Rey: “Finn!”

Finn grumbled and dropped the tool he had and followed Rey out the door.

Cut scene to behind Rey & Finn as they approach the door to the command center. The doors slide open and camera pans across the room at Chewy, Leia, Poe, and back to Rey & Finn. The first three all had worried looks on their faces.

Finn: “Somethings wrong isn’t it? They find us already?!”

Poe: “We aren’t sure yet...”

Finn: “Not sure yet? We’re doomed. I can tell, your faces give you away!”

Leia: “Finn, Finn! Pull yourself together, all we know is...”

Leia is interrupted by the loud speaker.

Loud Speaker: “B-Wing approaching Imperial Transport. Nearing communication range.”

Rey: “An Imperial Transport? Smugglers?”

Leia: “We don’t know yet.”

Finn: “Why? Why don’t we know? It’s the first order! They found us!”

Leia: “No! It’s not the First Order, that ship is older then me.”

Barely heard in the background was the loud speaker.

Loud Speaker: “Unidentified craft, please identify yourself.”

Chewy howled as the room was falling into chaos.

Rey: “Quiet. Quiet!”

Everyone stared at her.

Rey: “Listen.”

Loud Speaker: “Unidentified craft, do you copy?”

Luke: “Sorry, did not copy, please repeat.”

Leia and Chewy were leaning forward, listening to the familiar voice on the loud speaker. Rey had a confused look on her face. Poe was oblivious and Finn looked like he was ready to faint.

Loud Speaker: “Please identify yourself.”

Luke: “I received a distress call from this planet. A call to fight the First Order.”

C-3PO: “Master Luke?”

R-2 chirped happily and Chewy howled in triumph. Leia and Rey exchanged glances, still not sure.

Loud Speaker: “I have a visual on the transport. Pilot, identify yourself.”

Luke: “Luke Skywalker.”

There was stunned silence through out the base. Chewy let loose with a roar, the rest followed.

Loud Speaker: “Follow me in General Skywalker.”