universal power of the Force to flow through him.
Luke then opened his eyes and aimed his gaze at the lock to the bulkhead door.
TZIP! KNIK!
The lock tumblers came free! The latch of the lock was moving!
FWOOOOP!
The bulkhead door began to rise!
Luke jumped to his feet and drew his lightsaber blade to confront the Imperial spy on the other side of the door.
Seeing the dark silhouette in front of him, Luke began to swing his blade at the saboteur.
Then Luke gasped, pulling his blade aside at the last instant. It wasn’t a spy after all!
It was Ken, who was rushing frantically through the bulkhead doorway toward Luke!
"Way to go, Luke!" Ken shouted. "You saved my life!"
Luke shook his head, unable to believe his eyes.
"Saved you? I nearly destroyed you with my lightsaber! What are you doing here, Ken?
You’re supposed to be back at Mount Yoda starting school today!"
"I’m sorry, Luke. It was an accident."
"Some accident!" Luke snapped. "You hid aboard our ship so you wouldn’t have to go to school. It’s your first day, and already you’re playing hooky!"
"No, Luke, that wasn’t what happened, honest," Ken pleaded. "I thought you and the others had already boarded the Millennium Falcon, and I came to say good-bye and wish you a safe journey. When I called out and you didn’t answer, I looked around. The next thing I knew-"
"The next thing you knew, you’d practically destroyed our quad laser cannons and smashed the control to the bulkhead door," Luke said, "and shut down our hyperdrive. Now we can’t escape!"
"But it wasn’t my fault," Ken protested. "There was a loose crate and-"
Luke, Ken, and Threepio quickly braced themselves, as more Imperial laserfire hit the Millennium Falcon-probably at the intake vent for the ship’s cooling system. Artoo fell over onto his back, his dome striking the hard metal floor. "I’ll help you, Artoo," Ken said, lifting the barrel-shaped droid back up. "Somebody should have manufactured you with hands, little droid. Then you wouldn’t have these problems."
"Bzeeebch bzooop!" Artoo tooted in gratitude.
"Success!" Threepio shouted, unaware of Artoo and his troubles. "I’ve just replaced this piece of torn cable. Our quad laser cannons should be working splendidly now! By tightening up the connector to the hyperdrive modulator, I seem to have fixed it!"
The Millennium Falcon’s defensive guns climbed up to full power again. And the lights on the display panel indicated to Han and Chewbacca that they could now use the hyperdrive and accelerate to light speed once again.
"Nice move!" Han said, as Luke returned to the navigation room. "Hey, what’s the kid doing here?" he asked upon seeing the young Jedi Prince tagging along behind Luke.
"Ken!" Princess Leia exclaimed, shocked to see the boy aboard.
But Leia was even more shocked when, instead of going into hyperdrive and escaping at faster-than-light speed, Han Solo began playing a dangerous game of space-tag. The Falcon darted toward Grand Moff Hissa’s Imperial strike cruiser, as Han and Chewbacca took aim.
"Not so close, Han," Princess Leia shouted. "If they’re going to blow up the Falcon, don’t make it any easier for them!"
"Nobody’s going to blow us up, Princess," Han said confidently. "We’re just going to puncture a few holes in their air locks so those cocky Imperials can say good-bye to their air. Then they can eat our space dust!"
But Han had spoken too soon.
Grand Moff Hissa’s marksmen made a direct hit on the Millennium Falcon’s backup cooling system. And then, to add insult to injury, they melted the Falcon’s missile tubes.
Han and Chewbacca had no choice but to cut the battle short, shift their spaceship into hyperdrive, and run from the fight at faster-than-light speed.
CHAPTER 6
Near the Valley of Royalty
In the Null Zone of space, deep inside Space Station Scardia, a group of Prophets of the Dark Side gathered around the carbonite block that had just been delivered.
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