You were just the average storm trooper on patrol the Death Star. You took your orders from your commanding officer, who took them from his, who took them from his and so on, far away from the head of the command in the Empire. You were far away from the top of the chain, as your rank of private would prove to anyone who looked into you.
You walk down the scientific wing whenever you feel what would be a blaster shooting you. Your body shakes as the world grows in size. You look through the glass and on the other side you see that you were hit with the new ammo for balusters which wouldn't stun or kill, but shrink, and that you did. You dwindled in size until you stood at two inches on the floor, with only your armor to protect you from the dangers that lurked upon the space station.
You sprinted across the deck and ran towards your buddies down in the prison sector. You entered the long hallway, and looked up at the massive stormtroopers who were manning the control panel for the prison cells. You hear them speaking to the troopers downstairs as you get on the trey of bland looking food, and try to climb the blue milk carton. You reach the top of the carton whenever a giant trooper picks the trey up and walks it down the wide hall.
You jump and shout at the man but it is ignored or at least not noticed as he typed into the control pad on one of the cells, and it opened up, before he threw your trey on the floor, and shut the door, knocking you on your ass and locking you into the cell. You turn around to see who your giant criminal is, and are shocked to see it is the beautiful Princess Leia Organa, who is picking the trey up, and putting it on her lap.
You are in shock that the Empire has actually captured her, as she was a suspected rebel leader, but you assumed she went down with Alderaan and the rest of her people earlier today. She is in just as much shock as she plucks you up, instantly recognizing the eye catching white armor of the imperial storm trooper.
"I don't think you're supposed to be here, are you little guy?" She asks with an evil grin. "Well since the rest of them sent you in here, I think that I'll keep you as a
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