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Title:  Just Another Sunset
Author:  Heavenly Angel
Rating: R
Type:  AU
Characters:  Luke SkyWalker, Vader, Han Solo, Princess Leia.....
Feedback:  Please, All Feedback Welcome
 
    Yes, I'm breaking away from my other Storylines!!!  Enjoy!!!  This is a whole new time period!!!  :)
 
 
 
 
 
    It was just another sunset.  Like so many others come and gone to come and go again tomorrow.  Tomorrow, always tomorrow.  Luke sighed heavily and leaned back acrossed the rocky outcropping.  How many times had the suns come and gone in his own life, always within range but out of reach.  The cool winds blew across the arid deserts of Tatooine and Luke stared blankly at the setting suns.  Another year had come and gone and what had he to show for it, Nothing.  Biggs was off at the Academy with Wedge and still he was still stuck, the sands alone changing in his life.  The winds started to chill and Luke moved off towards the speeder a little ways away in the canyon.  It was getting dark and the wastes were formidable enough in the day. 
 
    It was just another sunset but it hailed the end of the only life he knew.  Luke never made it home that evening, Beru worried intensively but Owen never batted an eye.  It served that son of a SITH right.  Shouldn't have been out that late anyway.  It was bound to happen.  Beru knew none of those were the real reason, Owen was a harsh man but he was not cruel.  It was the memory of Anakin and the likeness Luke had to him, Owen was scared of the boy, scared of his potential.  Now Luke was gone and a great weight lifted from her husbands shoulders.  Years seemed to lift from her husband.
 
    From the compound Luke stared out of the window and frowned, It was just another sunset.  How long had he been here, Weeks?, Months?.  He'd lost count, at first he'd been sure that his Aunt and Uncle would save him but that had faded, then he'd tried to escape, all he had for those attempts were memories, Painful memories.  He subconciously flinched from the flashback and turned away from the window.  Once he'd believed in the impossible, now he'd settle for an assured fate.  The door opened and Luke walked out, his mistress had sent for him.
 
    Han stood on the Falcon's ramp and looked out idly across the horizon, waiting for Chewie to finish packing the last of the crates.  Chewbacca appeared and said he was finished.  Solo turned and headed in answering Chewie's question, "Nah, nothing special, just another sunset."  He sat down at the controls and began the take off sequence as his furry companion strapped down for the long jump between Kessel and Ord Ibana.
 
    The sun was just going down on Aldaaran as Princess Leia waited patiently on her balcony, awaiting her ships readiness.  A servant appeared and anounced that her ship was ready and Leia headed to the docks.  It was just another sunset.  She took her seat and the ship moved off to the consular planet of Coruscant.  Debates in the Senate dragged on and she could not, *Would Not* sit idly by the sidelines.
 
    The Avenger and it's crew awaited the dreadful arrival of their dreaded commander as they circled Corellia.  Any moment the dark lord would appear and command absolute obedience.  Ozzel's hand travelled idly to his neck as he waited.  On the planet below, Vader strode towards his shuttle which was backdropped in the setting sun.  It was just another sunset.  Another cycle in the large scheme of life.  He boarded his private shuttle and docked with his ship.
 
    It had been 3 years, 3 long years.  Gone was the innocent of a 14 year old youth, replaced instead by the man who now stood before Fortuna.  His sandy blonde hair had grown down to his shoulders and his blue eyes still flashed with a passion that refused to be broken by normal means.  Those eyes, could peirce the soul of an angel, their layers could drown even the strongest of hearts.  His chest was sheened with sweat and the pants rode suggestively on his hips.  Every inch of him was sculpted with practice, just as his Mistress had required.  Fortuna finally made his descision and the Mistriss released the three slaves into his custody and stared.  He'd taken her best as a payment to Jabba for his kindness and protection.  It had been a bad choice to let Luke be seen.  She crossed her arms and watched him leave.  He had been a challenge to conquer, his pride had been an obstical but he had remained human, the tattered shreds still clung to him.  Despite his position, despite the whip, despite the requirements he had remained kind and compassionate to the others.  Never once had he harmed another despite the gain he might have recieved for it.  Jabba would break him, he corrupted everything with his vile existance.  Oh well, it was out of her hands now.  She turned indoors and tallied her losses before gazing absently out the window, It was just another sunset.
 
    The Falcon landed gracefully on Ord Ibana and unloaded it's cargo quickly.  No reason to hang around this part of the territory.  The man who had hired him approached slowly and Solo nodded.  "Well under 4 days, just like you requested."  The man smiled and handed Han the agreed upon amount.  "Nice doing business with you Solo."  He left and the Falcon soared gracefully into the air and setting sun.  It was just another sunset.  The Falcon suddenly shook and Han glanced at the scopes, "Looks like we've got company."  He swerved the ship out of the path of the attacking Mauraders and increased his speed.  "Looks like our friends heard of our arrival."  Chewie roared out a response and grumbled.  The Falcon lost a deflector sheild before they made it into hyperspace.  Within a matter of moments they dropped out abruptly and Captain Solo jumped up.  The hyperdrive had been hit and and was leaking.  They weren't going anywhere.  He looked about for a suitable repair planet and adjusted his course.
 
    Leia listened to the tirade of the newest Senator to enter the political fray and clenched her fists.  How could they side with the Imperials.  The small planet of  Dathomir had done nothing to deserve the invasion.  The imps had merely overthrown the system to control the production of the covetted gems.  She stood up and left, unable to take any more beauracracy.  Mon Mothma was right, the Senate was no longer able to function in the best interests of it's people.  She would not let this injustice go on unchecked.  No matter what the cost.  She arrived at the secret meeting under the orange glow of evening.  It was just another sunset.
 
    The last of the revolutionaries had been eliminated today and the Imperial control of Dathomir unquestionable.  Lord Vader stared at the battlefield made red by blood and the evening rays.  It was just another sunset.  Imperial power was on the uprise and soon, soon it would be inevitable that all the systems would no and fear the power of the Empire!  Something within the dark lord stirred and he knew the time was nigh.
 
    The chain grazed Luke's body again as he moved seductively about the floor.  It was a constant reminder of his new position of Jabba's slave.  The tempo increased as did his movements and the dancer with him rolled lithely onto the ground underneath him, her hand gracing the silken cloth covering his pants.  Her whispy caress more than enough to spark his blood.  She was lovely.  Adelia winked at him and promptly stood up and flipped out of range, her movements sultry.  Luke tore his attention from her to his own moves and the song slowly wound down.  Jabba pulled him close and Luke meditated, detatching his mind from his body as Jabba's tongue wafted over him, a reward for his dance.  He felt himself pulled down beside Jabba and tried hard to still the nausea.  Jabba reeked of a stench only comparable to his foul Huttese Heart.  He was led off later and rewarded again with a female companion.  Luke tried hard to fight the feelings welling up within him but the lust and need he felt refused to be pushed aside.  He was led to a room and the guards pushed in a nubile slave, her long hair hung limply about her face.  She saw the Man in the room and looked at the floor.  How, how could her parents have sold her to this life.  The life of a breeder!  The man was better dressed than most though she could see his desire from across the room.  His long blonde hair fell softly about his face and his pants hung loosely to his body.  He was a dancer, she took pride in the fact that she was being given to more than another of the breeder males like her sister had been.  Luke approached and touched the girls face, she was young, too young.  Under any other circumstances he'd have refused her but the weeks at Jabba's had removed any inhibitions he may have had.  He acted on base instinct alone like the animal he'd been reduced too.  The girl was soft her voice sweet and she said her name, "Serena"  Luke gently stroked her neck and leaned closer to smell her, "Luke."  Introductions over, he slowly covered her lips with his own.  It was easier if you didn't know too much about these encounters.  Serena melted against his prodding tongue and fingers and Luke slowly pulled her shirt open to cup her breasts and tantalize her nipples into erectness.  She urged him on and Luke prodded her tender flesh till she whimpered, he pressed her against the wall slowly, removing the last of her barriers.  She was so scared she had begun to shake and he sucked on her neck lightly, trying to control himself, Gods above he didn't want to terrorize her.  He deftly moved his hands down to her pussy and rubbed her, She cried out and he felt his restraint slipping away, he was dripping, he needed release.  She cried out as he pressed his fingers into her warm opening and began kissing his neck and shoulders.  It wasn't enough, She felt him move and suddenly, he had removed his pants and raised her up to his hips.  She could feel his pride rubbing against her as he moved her into position.  He entered her swiftly and she screamed out in pain and shock and ecstacy.  The shock and pain wore off as he thrust into her.  She cried out and clawed at his back in orgasmic bliss.  He moved and carried her across the room to the bed.  He needed more, needed somewhere to bury the pain, a release from the torture.  He positioned her legs higher around him so that her heels rested on his lower back and she arched upwards and clung to him, explosions rang out across her body and she felt like she were being torn apart from the inside.  Luke never halted his pace as she came again.  He had moved out of her and flipped her onto her knees as her climax tore through her body, he loved the feel of her body as it responded to him.  She was wet with perspiration and he licked it off her back and stroked her nipples.  She was still moaning, chanting his name like a mantra.  He moved lower and grabbed her hips before licking her wet clit.  She moaned and leaned backwards.  He worked her with his tongue and she cried out again and again.  He moved over her and mounted from behind, sheathing himself in a swift movement.  She moved with him this time, her body acting to it's own accord, her mind numbed by the pleasure and pain he sent coursing through her veins with every thrust.  His moves became frantic and she felt him as he flipped her over again and she clung to him like he was her only salvation.  He pumped into her furiously and she screamed his name in ecstacy as he made her come yet again with his harsh spasmodic movements, her walls spasmed wildly and milked him as his seed sprayed out and coated her insides.  She was tore at his hair as she climaxed and he bit deep into her shoulder with his own.  The intensity almost too much too assimilate all at once.  Outside, the sun went down slowly and to all who saw it, It was just another sunset.
 
    Solo gracefully docked the ailing Falcon and lowered the ramp.  Chewie rumbled something about spare parts and Han nodded, motioning the wookie to follow him as he descended the ramp into the arid air.  Not much to look at, this desert wasteland of Tatooine.  He moved out to look for the parts he needed and wound up at a local cantina.  He had contacts but he didn't like what he heard.  Jabba, everything on this planet went back to the Hutt somehow.  Han finally moved over to hid contact Shania and she smiled, "Thought you'd come around SpaceBoy."  Han grimaced and she motioned a friend before leading the way to the Palace.  Captain Solo had no desire to work for the Space Slug Jabba but the Falcon was nothing without her hyperdrive.  She taught him a couple of greetings in Huttese as they walked the distance and pretty soon the Monastary came into sight.  Han smirked, Should Have known Jabba would be the type to defile a temple.  The heavy iron door sqeaked open and a Twi'lek approached, Shania didn't break stride as the Twi'lek spoke and he had to change directions.  She finally stopped and answered the long line of petitions, "Captain Han Solo of the Millenium Falcon.  He's here to ask Jabba a favor and offer his services."  Han was about to interject but Shania stopped him.  Fortuna paused for a moment and then smiled, "This Way."  He led them to a large room where the Huttese eminence rested on a raised Dais while his entertainers danced around to keep him entertained.  Fortuna anounced them and Jabba chortled, a deep unsettling sort of laugh.  Han subconciously reached for his blaster.  Jabba blinked and laughed again, the young man attatched to the chain Jabba held was pulled by the Hutt roughly and he clambered up the steps, his sheer, silken, black pants in great contrast to his pale skin and sandy hair.  Jabba pulled him close and up onto the dais, finally reaching around and yanking something out of the man's hair.  His long locks cascaded down and Jabba pushed him away.  The boy was quick though and regained his footing quickly, avoiding what might have been a nasty fall.  Fortuna whispered to Jabba and finally Jabba spoke back, to Han and Shania translated it, "His Most High Excellency, Jabba the Hutt says he would be pleased to accept your services and will give you the hyperdrive for a price of 145,000 credits."  Han stared at Shania, "I haven't got that much, ask him if he'll take 75,000."  Shania translated it and Jabba rumbled out a less than pleased response, "He refuses but states that he will loan you the parts at 20 percent interest if you agree to work for him while you pay it off."  Han didn't like it, 20% was high and who knew what Jabba would have him running.  He shook his head no, "15% and not a cent more."  Shania translated it and Jabba agreed, almost too readily.  Han had a sinking feeling he'd just been bested by the slob before him.  Shania patted him on the back and led him towards a table as the music started up again.  The blonde boy on the chain moved back to the center and danced, his moves sultry, erotic.  Shania noticed Han's gaze and smiled, "Beautiful isn't he."  Han nodded and she laughed lightly, "Luke and there's no way in hell you could afford him."  Han goodnaturedly gave her a smile and downed the drink he'd ordered.  The dance came to a slow end and Han stared at Luke, the slave slowly looked up and met his gaze, the blue eyes pierced through him and Han's breath caught.  There was a passion, a drive in those eyes that was wild and ferel, untamed by the status.  Shania gave Luke a halfhearted smile and shook her head.  Luke was no fool.  Luke ran his hand down the chain slowly, his eyes never leaving Solo's and Han licked his lips.  A tug at the chain sent Luke back up to the dais and Han glanced over at Shania who replied smoothly, "Deep aren't they."  Han wasn't sure whether she was talking about his feelings or those damn blue eyes, either way he just nodded in admittance.  The party moved on into the night and to the rest of Tatooine it was just another sunset.  To Luke though, it was destiny.  He'd seen this Captain Solo in his dreams, this same Han Solo who was now within easy grasp.  Somehow, someway this man was going to free him.  Jabba yanked on the chain again, pulling him still closer and Luke sneered into the darkness, He would have his revenge.
 
    How long had she been aiding this movement of Rebellion against the Empire?  Leia couldn't remember.  The day was coming to a quick end and so many matters were still unresolved.  The Dathomir system had many resources that the Alliance was in dire need of and she pled her case to the ruling party.  It was just another sunset outside.  No one even bothered to notice it in all it's spectacular grandeur.  The passing of the day was minor in comparison to the meeting taking place.  Rebellion against the Empire would be punished but the Imperial Power was wrong, the invasion of Yaga Minor and the occupation of the Mon Calamari system was wrong, could they just sit by and watch as the Empire closed it's dark hands around the galaxy and squeezed the life out of the universe?  No, no they couldn't and wouldn't.
 
    The Avenger shot through the emptiness of Space and Vador walked silently through the halls, lost deep in meditation.  There were stirrings in the Force.  He could sense it, Destiny was fast approaching yet it remained hidden to him.  The force would reveal nothing to him as he silently contemplated the dark ripples of hatred and passion that had reached him earlier.  They were distant and yet powerful, they lured him like blood lured the wild dogs.  There was an entity out there who could help him overthrow the Emperor.  He purred at the thought and paused for a second.  Yes, yes, Destiny was indeed fast approaching.  He looked out the window at the planet Dothomir and smiled, the invasion would start tomorrow since the sun was already setting on the planet.  To the unsuspecting citizens, it was just another sunset.
 
    Luke had a way of always getting what he wanted, Shania was back from her latest run and had requested him.  Jabba had laughed and tossed her the chain, handing him over for the night like a piece of cattle.  Shania was a beautiful woman and under any other circumstances he would have been pleased to serve her, but not as a bonus, a reward.  He smiled at her again and Shania drew him close with the chain and curled her fingers around his neck.  He tipped her head back and kissed her, just the way she liked it.  It paid to remember the likes of your customers.  He untangled himself from her body now and observed her as she slept.  She was brused from his roughness and the cut on her shoulder was still red from where he'd broken the skin.  She slept onwards, the look on her face well pleased and sated.  She was a woman of mature tastes and she liked it hard and rough.  Still, sometimes the aftershock of his actions still got to him.  He looked her over again and stood up to stretch.  She was an admirable woman, he licked his lips and could still taste her blood on them.  Oh, he'd made her pay for her possession of him and she'd loved every moment of it.  He redressed and moved towards the door, Fortuna grabbed the chain and practically drug him to the baths.  Fortuna never said anything but Luke knew that Bib wanted him.  It burned Fortuna whenever Luke was handed to another.  Luke stroked Fortuna's Lekku on his way past and into the bath.  It wasn't until later in the evening that he was sent back out to the Dais and it wasn't until the sun had begun to go down that Shania ventured from her room.  It was just another sunset.  She caught Luke's gaze as she entered and flushed, Her body ached everywhere but she'd do it again in an instant.  She'd do anything for him.
 
    Han arrived later that week and sat next to Shania idly, He'd lost two games of Sabaac and was still in debt with Jabba up to his ears.  He finally motioned at the large sore on her neck, "What happened, Something attack you?"  Shania rubbed the sore and shook her head.  "No, Just a love bite."  Han laughed, he knew from experience that Shania was a demanding lover but that was a deep mark.  He took a drink and broached the subject, "Who'd you find to fill your dark desire this week?"  Her answer was simple yet it numbed his very soul inspiring jealously and lust, "Luke."  Without the notice of either of the two patrons discussing him, Luke looked up and smiled cynically at Han's reaction.  Fortuna caught his glance and Luke winked at him, he was weaving his own little web and slowly entangling his victims in just the right strand.  It was just another sunset.  The ending of this day brought him closer to his destiny, he could feel it approaching like a roaring lion on the prowl.
 
    Leia pulled her cloak about her as her ship hurtled through space.  She longed to see Aldaraan again.  She'd been at Dathomir for 2 weeks and longed for her homeworld and familiar faces of the people she knew.  They'd be arriving soon.  She stood up and stretched again.  The Rebellion was gaining in power.  She felt confident that they would bring the Empire to it's knees.  They landed and to Leia it was just another sunset.  
 
    Vader kneeled at his Emperors feet, the mission having been a success.  Palpatine ran a hand over him and smiled, "I have felt a disturbance in the force."  Vader replied, "I too, My Master."  Palpatine paused, "Seek out this dark disturbance and bring me the cause."  Vader answered softly, "As you wish, My Master."  He left as Palpatine spoke quietly, "Yes, Yes, Good."  The course was set to where Vader had last felt the ripple and Coruscant faded in the background as the sun fades into darkness.  It was just another Sunset.