Leia was awoken the next morning by C-3PO. She looked around at the well-decorated room that Jabba had dragged her into the last night. There was an incredibly soft and well made mattress laying beneath her and fur rug beneath that along with large pillows and drinks laying around the room and bright multi-colored lights shining down on them. Jabba was fast asleep with Leia laying on his stomach. She turned to the droid. "Wha? 3PO?" "Slave Leia, according to my data it is time for you to begin your daily chores." "You mean besides being chained to a Hutt?" "Yes." 3PO answered simply.
"What kind of 'chores' must I do?" "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." "Whaat." "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." 3PO repeated. "I-I heard. Just give me a moment." "You are so loud slave." Jabba grumbled as he yanked on her chain. Leia gritted her teeth, sighed and then turned to Jabba, forcing a smile onto her face. "Forgive me Master Jabba. Your slave was merely confused as to this news, as she was not informed of this yesterday." "I wanted to surprise you." Jabba laughed. He licked her face. "Ahhh, now get to work. Guards, escort her!" The Gamorrean Guards grabbed Leia's arms and lead her away. Jabba rubbed his fat chin folds for a moment. "Droid!" "Yes Master?" 3PO asked. "Come with me, I am going to have a talk with the R2 Robot and I will need a translator." "Of Course Master." 3PO followed after the fat Hutt.
Jabba slithered through the halls of his palace and located R2. "Droid, come with me. We have business to discuss." Soon. Jabba sat back with 3PO and R2 in front of him. "Tell me now R2 robot, are there any others of your merry little band here? Have any of them infiltrated my palace? You know you must answer me, now do so!" 3PO trasnlated to R2 and the little droid before replying and 3PO translated back to Jabba. Jabba laughed. "So! Lando has indeed infiltrated my palace. A clever ruse but it is at an end. Tell the guards to seek him out and stun him. I want him left alive to further place the princess under my rule." "It will be done sir. Anything else?" Jabba thought it over. "Yes, were you brought in with any weapons?" 3PO translated and the R2 unit beeped and whirred and whistled in response and a slot popped open, revealing Luke's lightsaber. Jabba took hold and turned it on, pointing the blade end away from himself. A bright green energy blade came out. "So I see. Yes, the Jedi's ruse was clever. Send in the droids to smuggle in his weapon and his allies to infiltrate my palace. So clever. But, it was for all nothing. Fett will make good usage of this weapon. Now that I know the Jedi is coming, I will inform the Rancor keeper to clean out it's pin of rocks and bones. He will have no chance to defeat it. With the last Jedi exterminated, there will be no one to oppose me and the Princess will quickly fall in line." Jabba laughed and licked his lips. "Come along droids, we have preparations to make."
Leia was awoken the next morning by C-3PO. She looked around at the well-decorated room that Jabba had dragged her into the last night. There was an incredibly soft and well made mattress laying beneath her and fur rug beneath that along with large pillows and drinks laying around the room and bright multi-colored lights shining down on them. Jabba was fast asleep with Leia laying on his stomach. She turned to the droid. "Wha? 3PO?" "Slave Leia, according to my data it is time for you to begin your daily chores." "You mean besides being chained to a Hutt?" "Yes." 3PO answered simply.
"What kind of 'chores' must I do?" "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." "Whaat." "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." 3PO repeated. "I-I heard. Just give me a moment." "You are so loud slave." Jabba grumbled as he yanked on her chain. Leia gritted her teeth, sighed and then turned to Jabba, forcing a smile onto her face. "Forgive me Master Jabba. Your slave was merely confused as to this news, as she was not informed of this yesterday." "I wanted to surprise you." Jabba laughed. He licked her face. "Ahhh, now get to work. Guards, escort her!" The Gamorrean Guards grabbed Leia's arms and lead her away. Jabba rubbed his fat chin folds for a moment. "Droid!" "Yes Master?" 3PO asked. "Come with me, I am going to have a talk with the R2 Robot and I will need a translator." "Of Course Master." 3PO followed after the fat Hutt.
Jabba slithered through the halls of his palace and located R2. "Droid, come with me. We have business to discuss." Soon. Jabba sat back with 3PO and R2 in front of him. "Tell me now R2 robot, are there any others of your merry little band here? Have any of them infiltrated my palace? You know you must answer me, now do so!" 3PO trasnlated to R2 and the little droid before replying and 3PO translated back to Jabba. Jabba laughed. "So! Lando has indeed infiltrated my palace. A clever ruse but it is at an end. Tell the guards to seek him out and stun him. I want him left alive to further place the princess under my rule." "It will be done sir. Anything else?" Jabba thought it over. "Yes, were you brought in with any weapons?" 3PO translated and the R2 unit beeped and whirred and whistled in response and a slot popped open, revealing Luke's lightsaber. Jabba took hold and turned it on, pointing the blade end away from himself. A bright green energy blade came out. "So I see. Yes, the Jedi's ruse was clever. Send in the droids to smuggle in his weapon and his allies to infiltrate my palace. So clever. But, it was for all nothing. Fett will make good usage of this weapon. Now that I know the Jedi is coming, I will inform the Rancor keeper to clean out it's pin of rocks and bones. He will have no chance to defeat it. With the last Jedi exterminated, there will be no one to oppose me and the Princess will quickly fall in line." Jabba laughed and licked his lips. "Come along droids, we have preparations to make."
Meanwhile, Leia had taken off her metal bikini and slipped into the shower. She tried to take as much time as she could to enjoy the solitude and peace while washing herself off. She kept to herself until the guards knocked on the door and told her to hurry it up. Leia shampooed her hair and washed her body with a wonderful smelling soap and stepped out covered in a towel. She was lead to a group of alien women who prepared her hair. Dressing in a small robe, she then got to work on her chores. First was washing the bikini in a large bucket of water and soap, drying it and stepping behind a curtain to put it back on. Stepping out, she got to work on washing the filthy uniforms of the various guards. Once this was finally done, Leia wiped the sweat from her face and then joined the other slaves in walking from room to room and cleaning up the filth, spilled drinks, dried food and broken plates and goblets. After hours of work, the guards allowed her to walk up onto the dais and, getting down on her knees, Leia used the various cleaning materials to wash it clean and replace the cushions that Jabba used. After this was finally accomplished, Leia was allowed into the kitchen where Bib Fortuna instructed her on how to prepare Jabba's morning meal. It was a giant plate of the toad creatures that Jabba was always eating, now fried and covered in a slimy syrup, cooking various exotic meals, and filling a goblet full of wine. Once all this was prepared, Leia was given the task of carrying the heavy plate all the way back to Jabba, escorted by the guards and warned by Bib not to spill or any of it, lest she be punished. Something Leia noticed during all of this was that Salacious Crumb, that annoying monkey rat creature that served as Jabba's pet, had been watching her closely. So even if the guards missed something, he would not. Jabba had eyes everywhere and if Leia tried something sneaky, the rat would report to Jabba and in the unlikely event that the vile Hutt couldn't understand it, 3PO would be right there to translate.
Leia just swallowed her pride for now and managed to carry the hot and heavy dinner plate all the way to Jabba, who was relaxing on his throne, while balancing the food and drink on it and she walked over to him and knelt down on one knee. "Your morning meal, Master Jabba." "Thank you Slave." He sampled each bit of food and sipped the drink. Satisfied with the taste, he began grabbing food by the handful and tossing it into his mouth and chewing and slurping on it noisily. Leia kept her head down but cringed at the Hutt's disgusting manners. Belching loudly, the Hutt ordered Leia to stand picked up bits of food and offered them to Leia. "Eat!" "Uhmmm....about that..." "Slave." "Master." Leia sighed and took the food and ate it. Even as hungry as she was, it still tasted horrible but with one look at Jabba's glaring face, she closed her eyes and managed to swallow it. "MMMMmmm....I only sorta want to throw up..." Jabba burst out laughing at this and ordered the plate to be taken away. "Ahhhh, you will grow to like it Slave." He beckoned her closer. "Just as you will grow to appreciate me. Drink up!" Hesitating, Leia accepted his offer and took a swig of the goblet, drinking down the bizarre wine. It tasted like...a combination of Absinthe and Bacardi. Leia allowed her to drink about half of it and then pulled the drink away. Leia coughed a few times and Jabba licked the drips of wine that had gotten out of her mouth. The tongue was horrible, but at least the drink had washed down the taste of the alien food. "Th-Thank you...Master." "You are welcome, Slave." He ordered her chain to be fastened around her neck and kept her chained to his body for most of the day, feeling and tugging on her at various points while he conducted his everyday business. Late afternoon, three guards walked into the room and one of them was carrying a broken helmet. The guard in the middle spoke to Bib who in turn spoke to Jabba. Laughing, the vile Hutt pulled Leia against his body. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yvyCF8SfeI Jabba then ordered over 3PO and told him to translate exactly what Jabba told him. "Behold, Leia. Another ally of yours has fallen into my clutches." "An....ally of mine?" "The former Baron Administrator of Bespin: Lando Calrissian!" "Lando?!" "Obviously he had been placed here as a sort of emergency ally for you in the event of capture. However, these droids have told me everything. I know not only about your allies, and that your precious Jedi ally is coming, but I know many valuable secrets about your precious little Alliance. So many people, so many secrets. I could sell these to the Empire or even use them for my own business. But for now, you and I are going to have a party. You will do as I say and if you refuse, I will punish your allies in the prison. All three of them." Jabba paused. "Of course, considering your track record so far, your Jedi friend will soon be captured as well." Leia was silent for a minute before nodding, knowing that she was backed into an even smaller corner than before. "What do you want me to do?" Jabba gestured to a man who pulled a lever and holes opened in the ceiling and floor and two halves of a pole slid out and locked together. "Wh-what..." "Dance, slave! Or would you rather I punish your friends in my dungeon?" Leia's chain was released but at the same time, a number of guards closed in with their blasters set to stun. Leia took a deep breath and exhaled. "Alright, I'll dance." She took another swig of the wine and asked for music and walked over to the pole and did as he asked and danced.
Leia was awoken the next morning by C-3PO. She looked around at the well-decorated room that Jabba had dragged her into the last night. There was an incredibly soft and well made mattress laying beneath her and fur rug beneath that along with large pillows and drinks laying around the room and bright multi-colored lights shining down on them. Jabba was fast asleep with Leia laying on his stomach. She turned to the droid. "Wha? 3PO?" "Slave Leia, according to my data it is time for you to begin your daily chores." "You mean besides being chained to a Hutt?" "Yes." 3PO answered simply.
"What kind of 'chores' must I do?" "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." "Whaat." "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." 3PO repeated. "I-I heard. Just give me a moment." "You are so loud slave." Jabba grumbled as he yanked on her chain. Leia gritted her teeth, sighed and then turned to Jabba, forcing a smile onto her face. "Forgive me Master Jabba. Your slave was merely confused as to this news, as she was not informed of this yesterday." "I wanted to surprise you." Jabba laughed. He licked her face. "Ahhh, now get to work. Guards, escort her!" The Gamorrean Guards grabbed Leia's arms and lead her away. Jabba rubbed his fat chin folds for a moment. "Droid!" "Yes Master?" 3PO asked. "Come with me, I am going to have a talk with the R2 Robot and I will need a translator." "Of Course Master." 3PO followed after the fat Hutt.
Jabba slithered through the halls of his palace and located R2. "Droid, come with me. We have business to discuss." Soon. Jabba sat back with 3PO and R2 in front of him. "Tell me now R2 robot, are there any others of your merry little band here? Have any of them infiltrated my palace? You know you must answer me, now do so!" 3PO trasnlated to R2 and the little droid before replying and 3PO translated back to Jabba. Jabba laughed. "So! Lando has indeed infiltrated my palace. A clever ruse but it is at an end. Tell the guards to seek him out and stun him. I want him left alive to further place the princess under my rule." "It will be done sir. Anything else?" Jabba thought it over. "Yes, were you brought in with any weapons?" 3PO translated and the R2 unit beeped and whirred and whistled in response and a slot popped open, revealing Luke's lightsaber. Jabba took hold and turned it on, pointing the blade end away from himself. A bright green energy blade came out. "So I see. Yes, the Jedi's ruse was clever. Send in the droids to smuggle in his weapon and his allies to infiltrate my palace. So clever. But, it was for all nothing. Fett will make good usage of this weapon. Now that I know the Jedi is coming, I will inform the Rancor keeper to clean out it's pin of rocks and bones. He will have no chance to defeat it. With the last Jedi exterminated, there will be no one to oppose me and the Princess will quickly fall in line." Jabba laughed and licked his lips. "Come along droids, we have preparations to make."
Meanwhile, Leia had taken off her metal bikini and slipped into the shower. She tried to take as much time as she could to enjoy the solitude and peace while washing herself off. She kept to herself until the guards knocked on the door and told her to hurry it up. Leia shampooed her hair and washed her body with a wonderful smelling soap and stepped out covered in a towel. She was lead to a group of alien women who prepared her hair. Dressing in a small robe, she then got to work on her chores. First was washing the bikini in a large bucket of water and soap, drying it and stepping behind a curtain to put it back on. Stepping out, she got to work on washing the filthy uniforms of the various guards. Once this was finally done, Leia wiped the sweat from her face and then joined the other slaves in walking from room to room and cleaning up the filth, spilled drinks, dried food and broken plates and goblets. After hours of work, the guards allowed her to walk up onto the dais and, getting down on her knees, Leia used the various cleaning materials to wash it clean and replace the cushions that Jabba used. After this was finally accomplished, Leia was allowed into the kitchen where Bib Fortuna instructed her on how to prepare Jabba's morning meal. It was a giant plate of the toad creatures that Jabba was always eating, now fried and covered in a slimy syrup, cooking various exotic meals, and filling a goblet full of wine. Once all this was prepared, Leia was given the task of carrying the heavy plate all the way back to Jabba, escorted by the guards and warned by Bib not to spill or any of it, lest she be punished. Something Leia noticed during all of this was that Salacious Crumb, that annoying monkey rat creature that served as Jabba's pet, had been watching her closely. So even if the guards missed something, he would not. Jabba had eyes everywhere and if Leia tried something sneaky, the rat would report to Jabba and in the unlikely event that the vile Hutt couldn't understand it, 3PO would be right there to translate.
Leia just swallowed her pride for now and managed to carry the hot and heavy dinner plate all the way to Jabba, who was relaxing on his throne, while balancing the food and drink on it and she walked over to him and knelt down on one knee. "Your morning meal, Master Jabba." "Thank you Slave." He sampled each bit of food and sipped the drink. Satisfied with the taste, he began grabbing food by the handful and tossing it into his mouth and chewing and slurping on it noisily. Leia kept her head down but cringed at the Hutt's disgusting manners. Belching loudly, the Hutt ordered Leia to stand picked up bits of food and offered them to Leia. "Eat!" "Uhmmm....about that..." "Slave." "Master." Leia sighed and took the food and ate it. Even as hungry as she was, it still tasted horrible but with one look at Jabba's glaring face, she closed her eyes and managed to swallow it. "MMMMmmm....I only sorta want to throw up..." Jabba burst out laughing at this and ordered the plate to be taken away. "Ahhhh, you will grow to like it Slave." He beckoned her closer. "Just as you will grow to appreciate me. Drink up!" Hesitating, Leia accepted his offer and took a swig of the goblet, drinking down the bizarre wine. It tasted like...a combination of Absinthe and Bacardi. Leia allowed her to drink about half of it and then pulled the drink away. Leia coughed a few times and Jabba licked the drips of wine that had gotten out of her mouth. The tongue was horrible, but at least the drink had washed down the taste of the alien food. "Th-Thank you...Master." "You are welcome, Slave." He ordered her chain to be fastened around her neck and kept her chained to his body for most of the day, feeling and tugging on her at various points while he conducted his everyday business. Late afternoon, three guards walked into the room and one of them was carrying a broken helmet. The guard in the middle spoke to Bib who in turn spoke to Jabba. Laughing, the vile Hutt pulled Leia against his body. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yvyCF8SfeI Jabba then ordered over 3PO and told him to translate exactly what Jabba told him. "Behold, Leia. Another ally of yours has fallen into my clutches." "An....ally of mine?" "The former Baron Administrator of Bespin: Lando Calrissian!" "Lando?!" "Obviously he had been placed here as a sort of emergency ally for you in the event of capture. However, these droids have told me everything. I know not only about your allies, and that your precious Jedi ally is coming, but I know many valuable secrets about your precious little Alliance. So many people, so many secrets. I could sell these to the Empire or even use them for my own business. But for now, you and I are going to have a party. You will do as I say and if you refuse, I will punish your allies in the prison. All three of them." Jabba paused. "Of course, considering your track record so far, your Jedi friend will soon be captured as well." Leia was silent for a minute before nodding, knowing that she was backed into an even smaller corner than before. "What do you want me to do?" Jabba gestured to a man who pulled a lever and holes opened in the ceiling and floor and two halves of a pole slid out and locked together. "Wh-what..." "Dance, slave! Or would you rather I punish your friends in my dungeon?" Leia's chain was released but at the same time, a number of guards closed in with their blasters set to stun. Leia took a deep breath and exhaled. "Alright, I'll dance." She took another swig of the wine and asked for music and walked over to the pole and did as he asked and danced.
And so it went, over the next two days, her life became a schedule of waking up, bathing, washing clothes, cleaning and preparing meals followed by dancing and resting at Jabba's side. During this, she took notice of Fett having attached Luke's lightsaber to his belt. He must have acquired that from whenever Jabba took control of the droids. She would have to find a way to warn Luke of this. For now, she bid her time and waited for her chance.
It came sooner than she expected. The dark door of the palace opened up and a man in a black robe walked inside. Two guards tried to stop him but the man simply gestured at each guard in turn, causing them to fall back and grab at their necks, coughing and hacking. The man continued on inside. Seeing him come in, Bib ran up to the man and spoke to him but the man waved his hand. "You will take me to Jabba now." He ordered. Bib froze up for a moment and then nodded. "I will take you to Jabba now." He repeated the cloaked man's orders and showed him in. "You serve your master well." The cloaked man complimented. "I serve my Master well." Bib repeated robotically. "And you will be rewarded." He assured Bib. Hearing this conversation, Leia woke up and looked at the man with Bib. She sat up slowly, quickly recognizing the man, though she did not say it outright. (LUKE!)
The dark door of the palace opened up and a man in a black robe walked inside. Two guards tried to stop him but the man simply gestured at each guard in turn, causing them to fall back and grab at their necks, coughing and hacking. The man continued on inside. Seeing him come in, Bib ran up to the man and spoke to him but the man waved his hand. "You will take me to Jabba now." He ordered. Bib froze up for a moment and then nodded. "I will take you to Jabba now." He repeated the cloaked man's orders and showed him in. "You serve your master well." The cloaked man complimented. "I serve my Master well." Bib repeated robotically. "And you will be rewarded." He assured Bib. Hearing this conversation, Leia woke up and looked at the man with Bib. She sat up slowly, quickly recognizing the man, though she did not say it outright. (LUKE!)
The minions gathered around, curious as to the identity of this mystery man and why Bib was so respectful towards him. Arriving in front of Jabba, Luke reached out to his sister with the Force. Despite her brave face, Luke could feel the pain and anguish from Jabba's torment and humiliations radiating off of her. Luke knew that Leia would like nothing more than vengeance against her captors, but Luke had to respect the Jedi's ways. At the very least, he could lighten her burden by siphoning away her emotional pain. Nodding to Bib, he closed his eyes and he began to take it away while Bib walked next to Jabba and woke him. Luke didn't get far, but it still made Leia feel slightly better. With the chance she had, Leia slightly tilted her head to the left. Luke's eyes followed and he spotted Boba Fett standing in a corner, Luke's lightsaber in his belt and his hand on his blaster, with his wrist gun ready to fire. "Master?" Jabba awoke with a start. "What is it Bib?!" "Allow me to present to you, Luke Skywalker. Jedi Knight." Leia felt her chain tighten. "I told you not to allow him!" "I must be allowed to speak." Luke said to Jabba. "He must be allowed to speak." Bib repeated in a dull, robotic manner. "Whaaaa?" Jabba suddenly grabbed the majordomo by his shirt and yanked him forward at speed that surprised Leia and his court. "You weak minded fool! He's using an old Jedi Mind Trick!" Jabba roared at Bib and flung him off of the dais. Bib hit the floor hard, knocking him back to his senses. "You will release Captain Solo, Princess Leia and their friends to me now." Luke said to Jabba Jabba simply chuckled at Luke. Luke narrowed his eyes and pushed harder but the Hutt's mind was like a stone wall and he couldn't get through. Jabba burst out laughing at the Jedi's confusion. "Your mind tricks will not work on me, boy! I was killing your kind back when it meant something to be a Jedi!" The Hutt relaxed and yanked Leia back against his stomach and rubbed her leg with his tail, much to her disgust. Jabba's free hand hovered over the button. Luke was not intimidated in the least and actually stepped forward, daring the Hutt to challenge him. "Nevertheless, I'm taking Captain Solo and his friends. You can either profit by this... or be destroyed! It's your choice. But I warn you not to underestimate my powers." A guard moved towards Luke as Jabba sneered at his defiance. "There will be no bargain, young Jedi. I shall enjoy watching you die. Bascka!" He slammed a fist down on the trap door button as Luke was yanked a baster away from the guard but was then dropped through the trap door and into the rancor pit, which was quickly covered back up as the dais moved forward. "Princess! You will join me in chanting, now." Leia looked up at him in shock. "Remember, with but a word I can have your three friends in the prison executed. At least your Jedi friend has a small chance. You agreed to do as I say, did you not?" Knowing she was trapped, Leia bit her lip and nodded. "I can't hear you!" "Yes, Master Jabba."
Luke rolled down the rocks and hit the floor hard. Groaning, he picked himself up and whipped off his cloak. He patted himself down and quickly took a look at his surroundings: A large, empty pit obviously used for executions. But from what? Looking at the Gamorrean, Luke offered the pig guard a hand up. "Come on now, we might need to work together here." Unfortunately that didn't go as Luke hoped as the panicking guard pushed Luke away and frantically climbed up the rocks, banging on the steel grate and squealing for help as Jabba and his court laughed and mocked him, a fellow guard even slammed a foot down his fingers, causing the guard to fall again. As this was going on, the blast door on the other end of the pit opened up and Luke recognized the deep roar in seconds. A Rancor. Jabba had thrown them in there to fight a Rancor. Quickly checking the blaster, Luke could already tell it wouldn't be enough to even scratch it. He frantically looked around the pit for anything he could use. However, Jabba had the foresight to clean it out beforehand. There wasn't a rock or bone to be seen. Luke looked up at the Rancor and knew he was in for the fight of his life.
Luke rolled down the rocks and hit the floor hard. Groaning, he picked himself up and whipped off his cloak. He patted himself down and quickly took a look at his surroundings: A large, empty pit obviously used for executions. But from what? Looking at the Gamorrean, Luke offered the pig guard a hand up. "Come on now, we might need to work together here." Unfortunately that didn't go as Luke hoped as the panicking guard pushed Luke away and frantically climbed up the rocks, banging on the steel grate and squealing for help as Jabba and his court laughed and mocked him, a fellow guard even slammed a foot down his fingers, causing the guard to fall again. As this was going on, the blast door on the other end of the pit opened up and Luke recognized the deep roar in seconds. A Rancor. Jabba had thrown them in there to fight a Rancor. Quickly checking the blaster, Luke could already tell it wouldn't be enough to even scratch it. He frantically looked around the pit for anything he could use. However, Jabba had the foresight to clean it out beforehand. There wasn't a rock or bone to be seen. Luke looked up at the Rancor and knew he was in for the fight of his life.
The Gamorrean Guard pulled out it's pike and flailed with it but it was soon grabbed, as was Luke, despite his best efforts to get away.
"Kill the Jedi! Kill the Jedi!" Jabba cheered on his monster amongst all of the yells and jeers of his court. Due to Jabba's blackmail and threats, Leia had no choice but to join in. "K-kill! Kill the Jedi! Kill the Jedi~!" She screamed out, her voice cracking.
Luke did not blame Leia. He could sense that she was not saying this of her own free will. Fortunately he had a free arm and he raised up his arm and fired the blaster into the Rancor's mouth, scorching it and causing the roaring beast to throw Luke aside. Luke held out his arm and used the force to slow his descent. Fortunately, Luke was strong enough in the force that the impact merely hurt and bruised his body instead of crushing his body.
Groaning, he looked up just in time to see the Rancor bite down on the guard, chewing and swallowing it as the pike was dropped down. Luke rolled to his feet and raised up the blaster, firing it at the creature's back. But even Jabba's mistreated pet was too strong for a standard blaster to do much damage. It roared and swiped at him but Luke was able to evade it's wild, lumbering grasp. He looked up into it's eyes and he saw the truth of the Rancor. It was not a mindless beast. It had been brought here, against it's will and kept in captivity, starved and forced to fight whatever creatures Jabba could find. He tried to reach out to it's mind but he could only sense pain and rage. It nearly overwhelmed Luke. Steeling himself, he dodged a swipe from the Rancor as Jabba and his court laughed.
Leia clutched the dais with her fingers as she watched him battle valiantly against the monster. She wanted to sob, cry out for him, to stop cheering for his death, but she would not give her captor that satisfaction.
Thunderous footsteps and roars shook the pit. Luke kept evading until he was clipped by a swipe from the Rancor, sending Luke sprawling and causing him to drop the blaster. It was soon smashed by the Rancor.
frantically looking around the pit, he spotted the pike. It wasn't much, but he would need a weapon of sorts if he was to survive this. Pushing himself up with the force, he backed away, waited for a chance and then ran forward.
"Going towards your death now, Jedi?!" Jabba taunted and pulled Leia to his body.
Dodging a wild swipe and sliding under the Rancor's giant foot, Luke sprung up and ran forward while pulling the pike towards him with the Force.
Jabba laughed. "That toy will not hurt him, you fool! So go ahead, struggle all you wish!"
Backing away from the Rancor, Luke couldn't help but acknowledge that Jabba was right. He was going to need something way bigger to face this creature. Glancing up, he saw that something. The blast doors used to keep the creature in it's pit. A plan began to form in his mind.
Speaking of Luke, I might do a bit of retconning, there's an idea I've been wanting to try out.
Lay it on me!!
Taking place around the time of Jabba capturing Lando, he also puts out a massive hit on Luke's head. Literally, Jabba wants his head brought to him as proof of his death.
Remember his threat to Solo in Star Wars IV: New Hope?
I’ll put a price on your head so big that you won’t be able to go near a civilized system.!
Yep, now Luke's got assassins, bounty hunters and lunatics coming after him! https://youtu.be/6YnaeREWtr0?t=26s Now he has to fight off killer after killer while struggling to stay alive. Ultimately, he makes it to Tantooine, and has killers all over the place, so even landing is dangerous.
Then we bring him into Jabba's palace and pick things up again at the Rancor battle.
Leia was awoken the next morning by C-3PO. She looked around at the well-decorated room that Jabba had dragged her into the last night. There was an incredibly soft and well made mattress laying beneath her and fur rug beneath that along with large pillows and drinks laying around the room and bright multi-colored lights shining down on them. Jabba was fast asleep with Leia laying on his stomach. She turned to the droid. "Wha? 3PO?" "Slave Leia, according to my data it is time for you to begin your daily chores." "You mean besides being chained to a Hutt?" "Yes." 3PO answered simply.
"What kind of 'chores' must I do?" "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." "Whaat." "Washing your outfit and the uniforms of the guards, assisting in the cleaning of both the main room and others, personally washing the Master's Dais and preparing the Masters morning meal." 3PO repeated. "I-I heard. Just give me a moment." "You are so loud slave." Jabba grumbled as he yanked on her chain. Leia gritted her teeth, sighed and then turned to Jabba, forcing a smile onto her face. "Forgive me Master Jabba. Your slave was merely confused as to this news, as she was not informed of this yesterday." "I wanted to surprise you." Jabba laughed. He licked her face. "Ahhh, now get to work. Guards, escort her!" The Gamorrean Guards grabbed Leia's arms and lead her away. Jabba rubbed his fat chin folds for a moment. "Droid!" "Yes Master?" 3PO asked. "Come with me, I am going to have a talk with the R2 Robot and I will need a translator." "Of Course Master." 3PO followed after the fat Hutt.
Jabba slithered through the halls of his palace and located R2. "Droid, come with me. We have business to discuss." Soon. Jabba sat back with 3PO and R2 in front of him. "Tell me now R2 robot, are there any others of your merry little band here? Have any of them infiltrated my palace? You know you must answer me, now do so!" 3PO trasnlated to R2 and the little droid before replying and 3PO translated back to Jabba. Jabba laughed. "So! Lando has indeed infiltrated my palace. A clever ruse but it is at an end. Tell the guards to seek him out and stun him. I want him left alive to further place the princess under my rule." "It will be done sir. Anything else?" Jabba thought it over. "Yes, were you brought in with any weapons?" 3PO translated and the R2 unit beeped and whirred and whistled in response and a slot popped open, revealing Luke's lightsaber. Jabba took hold and turned it on, pointing the blade end away from himself. A bright green energy blade came out. "So I see. Yes, the Jedi's ruse was clever. Send in the droids to smuggle in his weapon and his allies to infiltrate my palace. So clever. But, it was for all nothing. Fett will make good usage of this weapon. Now that I know the Jedi is coming, I will send out a message to all hunters and killers in the galaxy to hunt him down. I’ll put a price on his head so big that he won’t be able to go near a civilized system! Even ordinary citizens will be turn on him when word of his bounty gets out. They will kill the Jedi for me."
Jabba licked his lips. "But just in case he does arrive here, I shall inform the Rancor keeper to clean out it's pin of rocks and bones. He will have no chance to defeat it. With the last Jedi exterminated, there will be no one to oppose me and the Princess will quickly fall in line." Jabba laughed. "Come along droids, we have preparations to make."
