Night 5 has ended.
The scene opens on a campfire in the woods. A group of Imperial soldiers are huddled around the crackling fire, struggling to stay warm in the cold, night air.
"It is f-freezing tonight."
"Y-You can say t-that again."
Little did this troop of Imperial Soldiers know, however, that the cold air wasn't all they had to worry about. The Rebel Alliance was slowly encircling them, preparing for an ambush.
"It's really quiet tonight."
"Maybe a little too quiet," said the cliche Imperial Soldier.
Just then the Rebels sprung their attack. Carbine shots rung out all over the place, as a circle of Rebels keep enclosing, and enclosing. Imperial Soldiers were dropping left and right. However, soon an equalizer would be on its way. Rapidly closing in on the scene was a dark and sinister man, on a hover transport. He threaded his way into the middle of the fray, and pulled out his light saber. He began deflecting shots back at the Rebels, and using his force choke to eliminate others. Rebel numbers began dwindling as they began to retreat. The man was able to capture two, however.
"So Rebel scum, I will ask you nicely. Where is Admiral Akbar hiding?"
"You'll never get that information from us, Vader!"
"Oh, really? You must not be so willing to doubt my power of...persuasion.
Just then Darth Vader put them both into his force choke hold. Both men were lifted up off the ground, legs flailing, faces slowly turning blue.
"Are you ready to tell me NOW?"
Still, the Rebels refused to give away anything.
"You leave me with no choice."
Vader intensified the force choke, and the Rebels' heads were slowly slumping to the side. They were being choked to death, and there was no one around to prevent....
"Put them down, Vader."
Vader turns around. He notices who it is, and quickly releases the two Rebels, now unconscious, and they fall to the ground. Vader quickly reaches to his hip and grabs his light saber.
"So, young Skywalker, you've decided to find out what it's like to face a Jedi in combat, have you?"
"I've come to prevent you from carrying out your plan. Regardless of what you think, I am not scared of you. Obi-Wan has taught me. I can feel his presence even now."
"Foolish boy, shadows can't protect you now."
Vader lunges out at Luke just as he was able to arm himself with his own light saber. Saber hits saber, and the two men remain engaged and stare each other down.
"Having second thoughts are we, Skywalker?"
"Only about how to kill you."
The two release, and begin encircling each other. They move in to strike again, and sabers clash once more. Vader begins using the force to induce objects to come at Luke. Luke does his best to try and evade them, but gets nailed a few times, letting Vader get the upperhand. Luke jumps up and out of the way to regain composure.
"Very good, young Skywalker, very good. Now let's get serious."
Luke comes charging at him, light saber ablaze. They begin trading blows back and forth, expertly maneuvering their sabers to defend themselves from the other. Quickly and rapidly the light sabers clash, sparks occasionally flying off.
"You cannot hold on forever, young Skywalker. My powers are superior to yours."
"Don't be so sure, Vader.
Just then Luke jumps up over Vader. In this defenseless move, Vader tries to seize the opportunity, and takes a swing up at Luke's prone body as he is coming out of his tuck. Vader was able to strike Luke's saber hand, removing it and the saber cleanly.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH"
Luke lets out an anguished cry. He falls to the ground, light saber yards away.
"It seems that you are no match for me, young Skywalker, although I admire your bravery. It's a shame that I must now put an end to you.
"You can do what you want with me, but I see that your time will soon come to an end as well. You will not win this war!"
With those final words, Vader flips his light saber down, and using it as a stake, drives it through the heart of Luke Skywalker...
Summary
There were two attempted kills last night. Both Amelia and Galahad survived the attacks.
The same could not be said for the one, lone corpse. And that was the corpse of Luke Skywalker...Hipmonlee.
Hipmonlee, you are Luke Skywalker.
You are allied with the Rebels.
You are a whiney, little bitch in the first movie, but eventually become a major badass.
You are the son of one of the greatest Jedis ever. You are a member of the Rebel Alliance, and you are trying to hold the Imperial Forces at bay while Admiral Akbar performs the diagnostic tests. You have not quite honed your Jedi skills (but upon the death of a certain character, your role may in fact change for better or for worse), so right now you have been relegated to intercepting messages.
During the night, you may PM me the name of someone in the game. If that player is trying to transfer a message to someone else, you will get the message instead, and its contents.
So the Rebels lost one of their leaders. Certainly it was a major blow to their cause, but they'll live on to fight another day.
Day 5 has begun.