Unforeseen Circumstances:- A Star Wars Story(A Request by Blue Cynthia)

[Stormtrooper1990]

This one shot is a story request from member Blue Cynthia. Here rebel scout Sydney Garner, a member of General Han Solo's Endor strike team as been tasked to scout the Imperial Garrison near the Second Death Star's Shield Emitter Array. She decides the best way to achieve her objective is two steal the armour and speeder bike of a lone scout trooper, who seemly is on her own in the dense Endor forest, to blend into the Imperial Garrison and come back with the Information for General Solo. However, as Sydney is soon discover no plan survives contact with the enemy....




Scout Trooper TK-721 was bored as she sat on her speeder bike. She was alone in the dense Endor forest without any back up and no one to talk too. Her mind had begun to wander, soon every bush, every tree could hide either a rebel infiltrator or Ewok. A cold shiver ran down her spine, when she thought about the three foot teddy bear folk, she had heard the rumours that they capture troopers like her and roast them inside their armour as a delicacy. Yep, she hated her posting, she hated the trees, the Ewoks and this bloody dump of a planet. 721 took out her blaster from her boot holster, squeezing off some shots at a tree just to take out her anger on this tree infested world and to allieviate her boredom. "TK-721 go for comm, over?" 721's quickly holstered her blaster, and took the commlink from her belt. "721 checking in. Nothing to report, just same old, same old, over." The female voice answered. " Roger, 721. Next Comm check in 10 minutes, and please maintain professionalism, over." 721 sighed, stuck up cow she thought. " Affirmative, Lieutenant. Comm check in 10, TK-721, out." TK-721 was dressed in standard scout trooper armour, which consisted of the distinctive white angular googled helmet with light white plasteel armour plate, on top of a black body glove. Her ration packs wrapped in a harness over her breast plate. At 25, TK-721 had started out as a stormtrooper, until personnel command had discovered her past as a swoop jockey on Corellia, that had got her into scout trooper training and 721 had never looked back. She blew a bored raspberry into her helmet, wishing something exciting would happen.



What TK-721 didn't realise was that she was being stalked. Rebel scout Sergeant Sydney Garner, a beautiful brunette crept up silently on the unsuspecting trooper. At 24, Sydney was a member of General Solo's Endor Strike Team, and her orders were to infiltrate the Imperial Garrison near the Shield Emitter Array and to scout the area for the upcoming assault. Sydney, an experienced scout and mistress of disguise, had concluded the best way to achieve her objective was to subdue this lonely trooper and steal her armour and speeder bike. That would allow her to infiltrate the facility and bring back an accurate report for the General. Sydney was a looker, with high cheekbones heart shaped features and almond shaped blue eyes. Her shoulder length brown hair, done up in a wound braid similar to her heroine and secret crush Princess Leia. She was dressed in her uniform of black tunic, woodland camouflage pants and black leather knee high boots. A camouflage cape hung around her neck, with a rebel scout cap, perched on her head completed her look. Sydney was armed with her blaster, but hardly used it she preferred to be gentle with the imperial women she stripped. Many of them were attractive girls, and as she crept up upon the clueless scout trooper, Sydney's mind wandered to guessing if the trooper was pretty under her helmet. Sydney was about to find out, as she raised her arm thin as a vibroblade and brought it down swiftly on the back of troopers neck. The trooper let out a cute grunt of pain, as she collapsed to the ground unconscious.



Wasting no time, Sydney knelt down next to the stricken trooper and pulled off her helmet with all the anticipation of a Tattooine kid on Boonta Eve. "Well, aren't you sweet. I really have a weakness for redheads, sweetness." Sydney let out a low whistle, as she beheld the short flaming red hair of the scout trooper. The Imperial had a sweet rounded face with shallow cheekbones. A quick inspection told Sydney that the trooper had lovely piercing emerald eyes. " Sorry about this, sweetheart. But I really need your armour and bike." She said as she caressed the woman's face. Sydney shook her head, she had a mission to complete she could have fun later. Getting back on mission, Sydney removed the troopers gloves and boots then turning the red headed scout trooper on her side, removed her armour plates and unzipped the body glove from the back. As she peeled the body glove from the troopers unconscious body, Sydney was treated to the beautiful site of the redheads toned and athletic body clad only in her standard issue white crop vest and matching hipster shorts. " Nice tits, sweetie. And a cute body, you imperials have beautiful bodies. Do you work out?" Sydney asked rhetorically of the unconscious imperial, her eyes taking in the swell of her C-cup breasts, nipples peaking under the thin white fabric of her vest, and the curves of her hips and pert ass covered in her tight white underwear. Finishing her inspection, Sydney got dressed in her stolen armour and dragged the unconscious woman's underwear clad body into some bushes out of sight. When she was finished, Sydney put on her stolen helmet hopped on the Imperials speeder bike and rode towards the imperial Garrison.



"TK-721, go for comm check, over?" Said Imperial Lieutenant Cora Draks, as she tried to raise the western perimeter scout TK-721. She knew the woman had a reputation for inefficiency but this was the first time she had missed her check in. She repeated again but recieved no answer. "Sir?" Cora quickly got the attention of Lieutenant Ogden Graves. He approached Cora. " What appears to be issue, Lieutenant Draks?" Cora looked up at her watch commander. "Sir, it's TK-721. She has missed her scheduled Comm-check and I'am concerned sir. It could be the locals or worse." Graves nodded his understanding." We cannot afford to take chances, what with the Emperor watching us. Who is the nearest scout in the area?" Cora checked her comm boards for active signatures. " TK-854, sir. He is running patrol near the Northern Perimeter. If we contact him now, be can be on the scene in 2 minutes and check in on TK-721. It might be a comms malfunction, but like you said, Lieutenant. The Emperor's watching." Graves nodded his assent. " Astute assessment, Lieutenant Draks. Make the call." Cora bowed her head and made the call.



Scout Trooper TK-854, sped through the Endor forest towards TK-721's last known position. He had recieved the call while he was taking a quick lunch break, and soon as he heard 721 was in trouble he jumped on his bike and sped to her location. 721 or Fiona Wyatt as the rest of the scout troopers at the barracks knew her, was the units comedienne and resident gambler. She always hosted Sabbac night on Friday nights and made sure they were always well supplied with ale from her native Corellia, right under the officers noses. Fiona also regaled them with her daring swoop track exploits, and this had led to TK-854 developing a crush on the beautiful flame haired trooper. After a couple of minutes, he had arrived at 721's location, hopping off his speeder bike he called her TK number first. " Hey, 721?! Where are you? You didn't check in and Draks is pissed." When he received no answer, 854 shouted her name. "Fiona, come on out. Stop fooling around." When he stepped forward, his boot trod on something he bent down to pick up, an Imperial comm link. Now he really was worried, he drew his blaster pistol. " Fiona! Where are you?!. Come on talk to me." To his left he could hear some moaning coming from the bushes, it sounded feminine. As he walked towards the bushes his eyes widened, on the forest floor clad only in her standard issue white underwear was the softly stirring form of TK-721. " Holy hell, Fiona what happened?! Where is your armour and bike?" TK-721 rose and sat up off the forest floor. "That you, Draven?" She said rubbing the back of her neck. 721 glanced down looking at her underwear clad body, blushing she covered herself with her hands. She turned to see a pile of rebel clothing next to her." I think some rebel must have jumped me and took them.Uggh!. My neck hurts." She cried leaning back. "It's ok, Fiona I will call this in. Control, this is TK-854. I have located TK-721. It appears a female rebel cold cocked her and stole her equipment. Advise you raise the alert level. We have an Infiltrator on site. Be aware she is impersonating TK-721 and as possession of her weapons and bike. Consider her armed and dangerous, TK-854 out." Replacing his comm link on his belt, 854 handed 721 the rebels discarded clothes. " Here, you better put this on. At least until we get your armour back." He said as he helped 721 to her feet. " That Rebel Bitch, will be sorry when I catch up to her." She said as she pulled on the rebels trousers.



Sydney sped towards the entrance to the Imperial Garrison in her stolen scout trooper armour, and she didn't like what she saw. There seemed to be an increased presence of Stormtroopers milling about and black shirted security officers questioning them. Sydney powered down the speeder and hopped off, hoping to blend in and avoid any questions or else she was bantha fodder. " You their trooper!" Sydney suddenly froze in her tracks. It was a black shirted security officer, flanked by two stormtroopers. "Y-yes sir? Me Sir?" She stammered. "Yes you, trooper. Come here now! I will not ask a third time." The stormtroopers either side of him tensed. Sydney walked towards them. She had to think quickly. "What can I do for you sir?" She flashed a lazy imperial salute. "Stand up straight when I'am talking to you, trooper." Sydney complied, "Sorry sir." The officer cocked his head towards her. "What is your TK number, trooper. Give it to me know?!" He barked, his tone authoritative. Sydney stammered, looking for a random number. "TK-100 sir." The officer turned to the stormtroopers and laughed. " You Rebel Scum, we have no TK-100 here. Seize her!" Before Sydney could react, she was hit with the blue circle of the stormtroopers stun blast from his E-11 blaster rifle. She fell down to the ground, unconscious.



As Lieutenant Ogden Graves walked towards the unconscious rebel infiltrator, the sound of a speeder bike approaching got his attention. On the back was TK-854 and TK-721, now wearing what he surmised was the rebels clothes. The red headed trooper quickly approached him, snapping off a proper parade ground Imperial salute. " Lieutenant, please forgive my being out of uniform. I request permission, to retrieve my armour from the rebel scum, sir." Ogden returned the salute. "Permission granted TK-721, you may retrieve that what was stolen from you. And make sure it doesn't happen again, the Empire does not reward failure. Proceed 721." 721 flashed another formal salute. "Sir, thank you sir." Ogden smiled as he walked away. "Trooper, prepare the interrogation droid let's have some fun, with the rebel." He said to one of the stormtroopers accompanying him. The woman flashed him an affirmative and ran into the bunker.



721 stripped off the rebels rags, and quickly stripped the unconscious rebel out of her stolen armour. " So you thought you could impersonate me, an Imperial scout trooper, did you? You Rebel Scum." She said as she got dressed back into her armour, glancing down at the unconscious underwear clad form of the rebel scum who stripped her, wearing only her solid black bra and matching panties. "Well not this time, rebel scum. I'am going to enjoy watching you squirm." 721 kicked the unconscious rebel in her side for good measure, as two stormtroopers dragged her underwear clad body into the bunker. 854 fell into step beside her. "Looking good, 721. Looking good." He said appreciatively. 721 smiled inside her helmet. " Thanks, 854. We still got some of that Corellian ale left?" 854 nodded. " I hid the last keg from Draks myself." 721 turned to him. " Let's crack it open, I could use a stiff drink. I have had a hell of a day" They both laughed as they walked towards the barracks, thinking about the smooth taste of Corellian ale.

[simon4242]

nooooooooooo what happens to sydney we must have a one shot of her escaping......

[Stormtrooper1990]

I assume she spends some quality time with an Imperial Interrogation droid.

Plus I cannot really she hear escaping, she made a right pigs ear of her infiltration.

I will say the rebels find her, after they blew up the Second Death Star, so she should be ok.


But her career as an Infiltrator is over, the rebels shove her behind a desk after the liberation of Coruscant.

[Blue-Cynthia]

Sydney is disposed of after being interrogated.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Yep she most assuredly was, TK-721 probably did the honours herself.

[simon4242]

nope she was rescued by the rebel forces sorry blue lol thats the great thing about this forum everyone can use their imagination lol

[Blue-Cynthia]

I’m the one who requested the story and worked on it with Stormtrooper. I have the final say in what really happened. Sorry.

When the people who worked on a story confirm what happened that’s called canon.

[simon4242]

lol you dont own my imagination blue ...sorry ps canon is the real writers and creators of star wars stories

[Blue-Cynthia]

Good for you

[simon4242]

unwind a little blue lol