Massive, Moon Sized, Planet Destroying Space Stations

"Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake."

                                             -Napoleon Bonaparte

     Luke climbed up onto his X-wing. "Hey, Artoo's a bit beat up. You want a new droid?"

    "Not in your life. We've been through too much. You alright their?"

    Wooork beep boop!

   Luke began the startup procedure. "Hang on, Artoo." C-3PO said. "You've got to come back!"

   Beep bop bop!

   "You wouldn't want my life to get boring, would you?"

   Wier, bop beep boop!

   Final preparations were made and the Fighter began to start up. Everywhere, pilots, X-wing and Y-wing alike began to feel the pressure of what they were going to do. The four engined X-wing with their pink trails lifted off into the upper atmosphere.

    "Standby alert. Death Star approaching in fifteen minutes."

    One after another, the wings reported in.

    "Lock s spoils in attack position."

     The wings split.

     "Look at the size of that thing!"

     They charged in.

     "Accelerate to attack speed!"

     The X-wings dove at the station, and the Imperial Gunners began to open fire.

     *pew! pew! pew!*

     "Red Three! I see you! Stay low!"

     "Red five, going in!" The gun turret blew up.

      Inside, officers and soldiers were rocked slightly. Everyone was scrambling.

      "We've encountered Rebel ships, sir, but they're so small they're evading our laser turrets."

      "Then we fight them ship to ship. Get the crews to their craft."

      "The laser will be in Rebel range in five minutes."

      "Group leaders, we picked up a new signal. Enemy fighters, coming your way."

      "I don't see them."

      "Here they come!"

      "You got one on your tail!"

       Herrkt! Herrkt!

      The X-wing blew in a spectacular explosion. "If you pick one on your tail, watch it!"

      "I can't see him!" The x-wing jinxed just out of the TIE fighter's guns.

      "I'll be right there!" Luke stuck in the Tie fighter's tail. He opened fire, then the fragile TIE fighter blew.

      Vader called several pilots. "Come with me."

     With his advanced TIE flanked with normal TIEs, he charged into the battle. "Stay in attack formation."

     The X-wings charged into the canyon, then began to power through towards the hole.

     The guns suddenly stopped.

    "I'll take them myself. Cover me."

    "Yes sir."

    An X-wing got shot down in flames. Luke didn't care. He continued to charge at the target. His wingman suddenly flipped around, and brought down the two weaker TIEs.

   The Death Star was ready. Getting ready to fire, Vader was very pleased. Suddenly, the Millennium Falcon charged in, forcing Vader from his attack. He fired his rockets, but at the same time, the laser began to start up.

   The Falcon and remaining ships charged off.

   A pause. Then...

   *BOOOM!*

   "Great shot kid, that was one in a million!"

   Luke just took a deep breath. It was over. He listened to the force, and prevailed.