Star Wars: Journey to The Force Awakens: All Creatures Great and Small Read Online Free
Author: Landry Q. Walker
Bobbajo waiting, his face showing notthe slightest hint of concern.
“Well then…” the Nu-Cosian said. “I guess…we will have to blow up the Death Star then. Hmmm…”
There was a quick round of discussion, and within moments it was agreed: there was no time to wait and no reason to return to hiding. The plan to create chaos had to be shelved in favor of a new strategy: to jam the Death Star’s main superlaser cannon and make itbackfire. Luckily, the path to the cannon was nearby. The question was, could the animals reach the necessary systems in time to stop the planet-smashing superlaser from firing?
And as the great station rocked and shook from outside explosions, the three animals rushed to make the insides explode, as well.
T HE LONG-FACED Chevin shook his giant head incredulously. “Wait a minute,” he said. “I know this story! It’s in all the history holos! The Battle of Yavin! But there is no way you were there or that these…these animals of yours—”
The bald Bith growled at the Chevin. “Let him tell the story,” Arek said. “It’s a good story!”
Bobbajo nodded to the Bith and continued speaking.
“Lucky…forthe snee…”
L UCKY FOR the snee, the slitherette, and the thwip, the chaos of the space battle outside commanded all the attention of the interior patrols, and the three animals managed to reach the small maintenance shaft that housed the superlaser’s firing mechanisms.
Unluckily, however, the relevant systems were far too large for any of the tiny animals, even working together, to disrupt. Somethingelse was needed…something with offensive weaponry. Something…
Something exactly like the small but dangerous security probe droid advancing toward the animals right at that moment.
Mideyean moved quickly, striking the miniature probe and wrapping herself around it. Qyp darted back and forth, presenting a target for the confused droid. It fired somewhat wildly, its aim thrown off by thesquirming slitherette clutching it. The probe’s errant lasers missed the snee but struck key points in the heavily bolted access panel, and it fell open with a clang. Smeep leaped inside and used all six of her feet to pry at the exposed cables, ripping them out with a shower of sparks. The crystal computer core that regulated energy input and output was suddenly vulnerable. Still clinging to theprobe droid, Mideyean aimed it toward the core while the snee pecked at the droid’s casing.
In a furious discharge of energy, the droid unleashed a full volley of blaster bolts at the thwip, but it was too late, as Smeep had already easily dodged the blasts. Instead, the blaster fire struck the crystal computer core, which instantly shattered and exploded with an energy that the three desperateanimals were barely able to escape.
Climbing back to the corridors, the three creatures knew they had done all they could. The Death Star’s primary superlaser would no longer fire. Or more to the point, when it did, the entire station would explode.
It was definitely time to go.
B ACK IN the makeshift prison, Bobbajo paused in his telling of the story. Outside the town hall where the citizens of Reestkii were being held captive, everything went abruptly quiet. No one noticed though. Everyone—children and adults alike—was listening to the Nu-Cosian’s thrilling tale.
T HE ANIMALS returned to the Death Star’s storage closet, where Bobbajo had remained safely hidden. Calm as ever, the Nu-Cosian spoke in his usual slow voice. “You have been…busy…my friends,” Bobbajo said. Qyp the snee bobbed and weaved excitedly in the air while Mideyean the slitherette coiled around Bobbajo’s arm in a friendly greeting. Smeep the thwip stamped all six of her tiny feet excitedly.
“Ahhh…” mused Bobbajo, somehow—almost magically—knowing what they meant and understanding their story. “I see…I see….” The Nu-Cosian stroked his long white beard. “Then perhaps we had best…leave this
“Well then…” the Nu-Cosian said. “I guess…we will have to blow up the Death Star then. Hmmm…”
There was a quick round of discussion, and within moments it was agreed: there was no time to wait and no reason to return to hiding. The plan to create chaos had to be shelved in favor of a new strategy: to jam the Death Star’s main superlaser cannon and make itbackfire. Luckily, the path to the cannon was nearby. The question was, could the animals reach the necessary systems in time to stop the planet-smashing superlaser from firing?
And as the great station rocked and shook from outside explosions, the three animals rushed to make the insides explode, as well.
T HE LONG-FACED Chevin shook his giant head incredulously. “Wait a minute,” he said. “I know this story! It’s in all the history holos! The Battle of Yavin! But there is no way you were there or that these…these animals of yours—”
The bald Bith growled at the Chevin. “Let him tell the story,” Arek said. “It’s a good story!”
Bobbajo nodded to the Bith and continued speaking.
“Lucky…forthe snee…”
L UCKY FOR the snee, the slitherette, and the thwip, the chaos of the space battle outside commanded all the attention of the interior patrols, and the three animals managed to reach the small maintenance shaft that housed the superlaser’s firing mechanisms.
Unluckily, however, the relevant systems were far too large for any of the tiny animals, even working together, to disrupt. Somethingelse was needed…something with offensive weaponry. Something…
Something exactly like the small but dangerous security probe droid advancing toward the animals right at that moment.
Mideyean moved quickly, striking the miniature probe and wrapping herself around it. Qyp darted back and forth, presenting a target for the confused droid. It fired somewhat wildly, its aim thrown off by thesquirming slitherette clutching it. The probe’s errant lasers missed the snee but struck key points in the heavily bolted access panel, and it fell open with a clang. Smeep leaped inside and used all six of her feet to pry at the exposed cables, ripping them out with a shower of sparks. The crystal computer core that regulated energy input and output was suddenly vulnerable. Still clinging to theprobe droid, Mideyean aimed it toward the core while the snee pecked at the droid’s casing.
In a furious discharge of energy, the droid unleashed a full volley of blaster bolts at the thwip, but it was too late, as Smeep had already easily dodged the blasts. Instead, the blaster fire struck the crystal computer core, which instantly shattered and exploded with an energy that the three desperateanimals were barely able to escape.
Climbing back to the corridors, the three creatures knew they had done all they could. The Death Star’s primary superlaser would no longer fire. Or more to the point, when it did, the entire station would explode.
It was definitely time to go.
B ACK IN the makeshift prison, Bobbajo paused in his telling of the story. Outside the town hall where the citizens of Reestkii were being held captive, everything went abruptly quiet. No one noticed though. Everyone—children and adults alike—was listening to the Nu-Cosian’s thrilling tale.
T HE ANIMALS returned to the Death Star’s storage closet, where Bobbajo had remained safely hidden. Calm as ever, the Nu-Cosian spoke in his usual slow voice. “You have been…busy…my friends,” Bobbajo said. Qyp the snee bobbed and weaved excitedly in the air while Mideyean the slitherette coiled around Bobbajo’s arm in a friendly greeting. Smeep the thwip stamped all six of her tiny feet excitedly.
“Ahhh…” mused Bobbajo, somehow—almost magically—knowing what they meant and understanding their story. “I see…I see….” The Nu-Cosian stroked his long white beard. “Then perhaps we had best…leave this
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