(Disclaimer: I own everything in this story, including the Millennium Falcon.)
The Millennium Falcon is a creature like no other. With eggs no bigger than my thumb nail that let out a horrible odor to keep enemies away. The amazing bird that can fly into space with ease. Who can blast away into the sky like nothing you have ever seen or ever will see. This is the story of that bird.
The giant, silver falcon sat on the ground. The bird heard someone coming and flew away quickly. It's tiny eggs laid on the ground. As the human neared and saw the eggs, he reached down to touch them. When he picked up the first egg, it let out a horrible stench. The now terrified human dropped the and ran. He didn't look back so he didn't see the egg floating in the air.
The falcon flew back down to the eggs, grasping the one floating by its beak, and setting it down with the others. The moonlight shined on the falcon's silver feathers beautifully. The bird looked up at the night sky. The stars sparkled from the sunlight reflecting off the moon.
The falcon closed its eyes. It pushed off the ground hard, keeping its wings at its side. As he accelerated the height of the trees, he puts out his wings and they started to flap, like instinct. He could feel the fire on him as he left the atmosphere. He was now in space. He soon flew back down to the eggs, though, as it could not hold its breath very long. It returned to its eggs and slept.
[AN: How do you like it? Want me to write another chapter? R&R]