I THOUGHT YOU WERE MORE THAN JUST A CAPTOR

Hi everybody. So this is going to be a fanficiton about Han and Leia and what it would be like if they met in different situation, what would it be if the met each other like enemies. So this is just beginning but I plan to write quite a long story so please leave a comment and tell me what you think. Enjoy

(Oh almost forgot) Disclamer: I do not own Star Wars, nor do I own the characters I so cruelly manipulate with :D

CHAPTER 1: UNCERTAIN OF WHAT MAY LAY AHEAD

Leia was growing impatient. Her ship Tantive IV was boarded more than 6 hours ago. She was discovered and caught right after she inserted plans of battle station called Death Star into R2D2. Stormtroopers stunned her and after she recovered, she was brought before Dark Lord himself. Naturally she heard rumors about him before, but despite seeing him in senate, she never met him in personal. Well even this meeting probably couldn't be called person thought Leia, when she remembered acquaintance with Darth Vader. He accused her of treason, which she of course denied. Still, something very odd she felt, made it clear to her that he knew the truth about her involvement with the Rebel Alliance. Her lie wasn't the one that made him angry. It was she spitting him just before she was about to be taken away. Probably wasn't really smart to make Vader mad thought Leia and smiled to herself, but yet at the same time she remembered the previous events with a cold dread. After she spit him, he didn't yell or hit her as she had expected. No, all she saw was his fist clenching and then she suddenly felt a grip around her throat. She couldn't breath. She felt a misty emotion of surprise coming from nearby stormtroopers, but it was clear to her what was happening. Vader was a Force user, why didn't it occur to her before. She couldn't remember what happened after that. The last thing she knew about was how Vader's grip didn't ease and how she thought she was about to die, and then nothing. Dying would be for the best she thought now this way she couldn't betray the Alliance or give out any information that might be useful for Empire. But yet she didn't die. She awoke in a cold steel cell and she assumed she was in Imperial prison.

She was awake for hours and hours. She wasn't sure how long she was there, but she thought it must have been around dinner time on Alderaan, since her stomach was rumbling. But it wasn't that and nor was her thirst that made her feel really bad. It was the fact that she hadn't seen her father for weeks now and she was feeling kind of homesick, especially now that she was all alone in hands of an enemy, shivering with cold and fear of uncertain future that lay before her.

Less than a hundred meters away, two men stepped out of a turbolift.

"No more funny business is that clear Solo?" asked the older one, wearing the insignia of a Colonel. "Be aware of the fact that I contradicted your promotion. And if you still feel the need to act self-conceited as you do most of the time, please do it when I'm not present."

Younger man, wearing a brand new commander insignia, smirked. Colonel eyed him with disdain and continued: "Apparently I wasn't clear enough, Commander Solo. No more making faces and grinning and most of all, no more pranks, or I will make sure you are fired."

Han Solo, 29 year old Corellian, was silently amused by his superior's speech. Colonel Ardens Odio, was knows for his love of talking and lecturing young recruits and being under his Command for over a year taught Han better than to make fun of it. He simply nodded and only half listened through the rest of the speech.

They approached control panel, which was occupied by three soldiers of lower rank and their supervisor, who saluted them and as they saluted back, introduced himself as Lieutenant Shann Childsen.

"I'm glad they sent you over," he said. "All those measures of precaution regarding new prisoner, are really making our work difficult."

"Who is this new prisoner, you've mentioned Lieutenant?" asked Han interested. It wasn't exactly as if he was bored since he was working for the Empire, but last months with Colonel Odio almost made him regret he ever assigned for Imperial army. The guy is probably the creature with the least social life for thousands of light-years away though Han.

"To be honest, Commander Solo, I have no idea. Must be a person of some importance, since all security and guards have been doubled. Personally I can't see any reason for that. It's not like a weak woman, as one this disorder is all about, could actually escape from her cell, moreover detention block."

Han had to agree with that and had soon forgotten all about his newest assignment. As he was standing on his post he considered the inviting idea of taking a nap, while Colonel Odio was giving completely usual report on everything going on in Detention Block AA-23. Still he didn't want to blow yet another opportunity to get promoted, especially not now, when years of serving Empire were finally getting to pay of. Not that he earned much. It was commonly known that Empire didn't pay much, but it was something and since it was quiet enough for a beer and some gambling at the end of the day, Han was fine with it.

He was deep in his thoughts when Colonel called him over and shoved a plate with something that looked not quite eatable.

"What am I supposed to do with that?" asked Han

"Take it to the prisoner in cell 2187. And since you are already on your way there, here you can also carry this," said Olio, handling Han a jug of water, he was barely able to hold since the plate alone was so big. Han knew the Colonel did it on purpose, but didn't want to give his boss an excuse to fire him, so he obediently went to find cell 2187 in a large hallway.

When he found the right one, he realized he wouldn't be able to open it, since his hands were fully occupied with handling plate and jug.

"Can someone give me a hand with this," Han yelled across the hall, but noone came. Than he added under his breath: "Doesn't matter, I'll do it myself."

Using his elbow he managed to activate the cell door, which opened with a stiffed sound. He staggered into the cell, trying not to drop anything. He was cursing quietly when he suddenly stopped in a middle of a step. What he saw was a young woman, a girl really, probably no more than 18 maybe 19 years old, standing all dressed in white, withdrawing to the dark gray wall behind her. Han thought he caught a glimpse of fear in her gaze, but then nothing. Her coffee brown eyes were cold again, looking at him with what could be only disregard.

Han was confused for a second and didn't know what to say. "Help me with that, will ya?" he managed to speak. Door behind him closed once again.

Leia was as confused as this Imperial was. She knew someone would come sooner or later, but what she didn't expect was a young commander, clearly not knowing what he was doing. Well she thought lucky for me, too bad for him.

Han saw her looking at him with anticipation. After few seconds she came closer and appeared like she was about to take a plate from him. She looked like she was afraid of him and wouldn't come any closer. Then out of nowhere great pain exploded in his foot and right after that another pouch hit his chest, taking his breath away.

Apart from Commander, Leia knew exactly what she was doing. She seemed tiny and weak and she knew her enemy would underestimate her. She used that, and hit the man twice. Than she tried to reach the door behind his back, but the Imperial caught her arm and twitched it behind her back. She tried to break free, but to no use. The man was much bigger than her and stronger for that matter, but she decided not to give up so easily so she kicked and even bit the man. It seemed as if all her frustration about the helplessness of the situation expressed in her last bits of energy as she resisted him even further.

This isn't much of the fight really though Han, but still couldn't completely control small rebellious girl. He wasn't in the mood for arguing, even less for fighting with the prisoners. He underestimated the girl and paid for it. His foot hurt like all Mustafar hells and he lost his temper. He didn't even notice when he got a hold of paralizator that was usually attached to his belt. He pressed it against girl's bare shoulder, still trying to get a hold of her and he felt a wave of electricity traveling through her body. She collapsed to floor, breathing heavily.

Leia eyed gasping Commander standing above her. She tried to pick herself up, just to collapse once again, sending bolts of pain all over her shoulders and back. Commander's words sounded fuzzy, but she thought she heard him say: "I was trying to be nice." She silently cursed the man, but at least got piece of satisfaction, when she saw him limp out of her cell.