}Characters{ Luke Skywalker & Han Solo
}Location{ Real life, on the planet Hoth, outside the Rebel base
}Time{ Night.
}Summary{ This is kind of a past type thing to set up some stuff we'll be interacting on later. Luke collapses in the snow and Han goes out to find him!
}Rating{ I THINK THERE MIGHT BE A KISS OHNOES
}Status{ In progress!
The snow poured down over Luke's body, chilling every cell in his body. His blood felt thick and frozen in his veins, his limbs hard and stiff. He forced his legs to move on, trying to think hard on Leia, Han, Chewie, and all the rebels back at the base who were counting on him to return. He couldn't let them down...
He lifted his leg, pushed it down through the snow, and his knee, sick of the constant effort, gave out, buckling under him. Luke cried out as he hit the snow, trying desperately to pick himself up, but his body wouldn't respond.
"I... can't do it, Ben," he choked. "I can't make it. I'm sorry... I tried... Ben..."
The snow was coming down fast, and soon, he would be covered. Luke tried to look up at the sky, hoping desperately for something to come and save him... but Luke was supposed to be the hero, and there was nobody to save the hero when the hero couldn't save himself...
"I... tried..."
His head hit the snow, and he was certain, with his last thought, that he'd met his end. Somewhere, he thought he heard Obi-Wan's voice speaking to him... a calm, soothing voice telling him to go to Dagobah and seek out... Yoda? Luke didn't care what the man was saying... he just focused on the sound of the words, trying to calm himself, trying to soothe his panicking body...