[ EU ] After multiple bounty hunters try and fail to apprehend him , Han Solo encounters his biggest threat yet ... Samus Aran .

Han woke up, still reeling from last night. *I'm never going drink for drink with Chewie again. Got better luck of winning an eating contest with a Trandoshan... * he thought to himself. *Feels like my head is pulsing to that damn cantina music. Why does n't anyone play anything DIFFERENT? * 
 
 Getting out of his rack, he nearly cracked his head on the mounting. *I'm getting too old for this. * He reached into the pile of fabric on the ground, sniffed a few of the options, and made sure it was n't the same one from last night. No way of telling what else happened last night that he did n't remember, better to be safe. Grabbing his belt and holster, he finished getting dressed and made his way to exit the Millennium Falcon, running through his new safety protocols just to make sure. *Be damned if someone steals you from me again. * Lowering the ramp, he stepped outside into the daylight of the landing pad. 
 
 Or, what he thought would be daylight. The sun was mostly down, and the pad was surprisingly empty, even for this time of the year. In fact, there was only one other ship at all. There was something about it, too, now that he spotted it. It was... different. Something was off. It was unlike any ship he'd ever seen, yet he could tell exactly what it was. Something did n't seem right, though, and he had n't lived this long without trusting his gut. Turning slowly to get some of the Falcon's landing struts between himself and this new ship, he made his way clear of the pad trying to be nonchalant. *I'll even play up this headache, better keep my hands clear though. May need this soon. * He glanced down at the DL-44 on his hip and smirked to himself. 
 
 Clear of the pad, and pretty sure no one had followed him, Han took his next left, and then two more in quick succession. He came up hard against the building wall, and stuck to the shadows. That feeling in his gut was getting worse, something was definitely up. That's when he felt it. Something strong, like a thick cable almost, wrapped around his left arm, coming from deeper down the alley he was hiding in. *How the feth did I miss this idiot? * he thought, as he chopped down on it with his other arm. *Well that's fancy. Some kind of beam? Nothing on a lightsaber though, otherwise I'd need to ask Luke to recommend a doc. * 
 
 Shaking the feeling of whatever grabbed him off his arm, he rolled back into the street and made off like he was sprinting back to the landing pad. He broke off his sprint in a few steps and turned to face the alley, keeping his body turned almost parallel with the wall of the building and perpendicular to the alleyway. He heard loud stomping, and then around the corner came a heavily armored, albeit weirdly dressed, humanoid with some seriously weird looking gun on its arm. *Oh this is just friggin great. Another Hunter? Figure they woulda learned by now, I'm not exactly an easy target. * 
 
 Kicking his leg out low to trip the creature, whatever it was cleanly vaulted his sweeping leg and landed neatly in the street. `` Han Solo, I take it? They were right, you're pretty crafty.'' the creature said. 
 
 `` Heh, so they tell me. Not sure who you are under all that bronze, or orange, or whatever you call that color. Maybe try something more Hunter-y? Fett has this awesome, weathered green and grey gear. I mean, the guy's an asshole, but at least he has taste.'' Smirking right along with it, Han set his feet and readied himself. *Its like they all read from the same training manual... * `` I am curious why they keep sending people after me, though. Got ta get expensive training new recruits.'' 
 
 The color of the suit's facemask faded down to transparent, and revealed a striking female face and what looked like blonde hair. `` Samus Aran. And I'm the best there is, Han. You're out of your league. You may be good, and I bet some of the ones you've killed already were good too. I do n't work for them, though. Independent. And I came here for the challenge.'' 
 
 Han smirked again, this time with a chuckle. `` Did n't they tell you?'' 
 
 Samus looked confused for a second, unsure what Han meant. She took a step back and looked at him quizzically, as she started to charge the cannon on her right arm. `` Tell me what? Spit it out, I'd rather get it out now and not have to listen to it the whole ride back in my ship.'' Just as she said it, though, Samus noticed something. Han's left arm, it'd moved. He'd also squared up with her slightly more. *Shit. * She thought. 
 
 `` Well, ya see,'' Han said, as he reached his 5-second mark and melted a hole right through Samus' helmet with his DL-44, `` I shot first all those times, too.'' 
 
 
 The End 
 
 
 I've never done one of these WP's before, but I had fun and hope someone enjoys this!
