Skywalker's Disorienting Discovery!

Something tells me that this little "jaunt" may take longer (and be more involved) than what these "Tee Ess Aye" fellows are hoping for!

Indeed, the head of fickle fate seems to have risen her head and struck out like a cobra at an unsuspecting world, but the victim does not know it yet!

Luke Skywalker backs away from Darth Vader on the skywalk overlooking an immense drop here on Cloud City. Too much! Too much!!

To top it off after being not only bested by the foul Sith Lord in combat (and having his hand holding his lightsaber cut off in the process), this . . . creature claims to be his father?!

That strange business with that one madman right before meeting up with Master Yoda (re: 40965) is small indeed to this latest . . .!

"No. No," the young man protests, shaking his head. "That's not true! That's impossible!"

"Search your feelings," Vader argues. "You know it to be true."

"No! No! No!" screams Luke in denial, despite . . . indeed what his heart tells him what is to be true.

"You can destroy the Emperor," Vader continues, putting away his lightsaber and holding out his hand to his . . . . son. "He has foreseen this. It is your destiny. Join me, and together we can rule the galaxy as father and son. Come with me. It is the only way."

Well, perhaps not the only way. A decision made and a calm coming over the young man . . . Luke jumps from the gantry platform into space. He begins to fall, the wind buffeting and shaking him fiercely as . . .

As his eyes suddenly snap open in confusion as he finds the older of the two mystery women shaking him awake, beautiful face etched with concern!

Luke had come into their room to take care of any needs that might arise while they both slept off . . . whatever had befallen them. Though human enough the moisture farmers of this farmstead were at a loss as to just how these strange women had come here (much less having changed gender), but that mystery did not bar giving out some kind of aid. Life on this desert planet is rough, but that did not mean that it made people necessarily heartless.

The new red colored R2 unit they'd bought off of a roving Jawa sand crawler had originally been planned on keeping an eye upon their sleeping charges, but they'd all found out just how cheating the jawas had been in that particular deal a few days ago (well before the Champions had come into the picture)! No sooner than the order had been given and the droid started off for the spare bedroom when a plate pops off the head of the red astro-droid's head plate and it sparks wildly! They'd been sold a R2 unit with a bad motivator!

Well, you get what you pay for, alas. The droid was . . . salvageable with some spare parts canibalized from prior droids, but it would take much time to switch out the defective part... In the meantime, what this meant that the humans would have to do the job and keep watch over the sleeping ones! It was Luke's turn, but after a long day out in the field our hapless young man had fallen asleep while sitting next to the younger beautiful females (had been a back breaking day like so many others).

And . . . certain things happened. The sounds of him thrashing about and moaning had awaken the sleeping beauties, dream or not.

Not exactly a dream and not exactly real things, but then again . . .

That describes Game 3 so very well! Luke lived a few years in the span of a few hours.

. . .

The still young in body (but now a bit older in spirit) Luke Skywalker blinks, looking past the concerned looking woman and around at familiar settings he NEVER thought to see again. The smell of burnt flesh draws his attention back to himself and looking down . . .

He and the women give off yelps of surprise (and a bit of disgust) at the lightsaber handing from Luke's belt (which a severed hand still clutches it's hilt)!

Frantic hand swatting by Luke causes the grisly trophy to fall to the floor while the young man frantically backs away from it, confused and disoriented. Still in a befuddled state of mind (him and the amnesia suffering women), the crowning event to tonight's fiasco visits.

The perimeter scanners detect intruders and the alert klaxon spouts off. Whatever came in was able to bypass the perimeter defenses and THAT means flying vehicles (something that Sandpeople don't use or have access to, you know). Still, it means trouble and that's why the alarms.

"Luke!" Uncle Owen shouts, grabbing a rifle and heading to the surface. "Forget the women for a second and get topside!"

Not awaiting an answer, Owen fails to see that Luke's gone pale as if he's seen a ghost.

In a way he has, being that the last time he'd seen his uncle had been a smoking corpse!! Meanwhile, topside Kenobi nervously looks at Chiana and the other dragons as they morph back into their human seemings. When they'd said that they'd not come to his place by land speeder or swoop bike, he'd not figured on this! They'd mentioned coming in on dragon back and . . .

He's familiar with Krayt Dragon. While not willing to ride such dangerous beasts (only fools would try domesticating such things), this had been only slightly better.

He's familiar enough with shape changers . . . but still the dragons of Terra Prime were a radical new breed never seen before in this reality!

"I . . .look forward to you explaining THIS once we get to this Falcon ship you keep going on and on about," Ben mutters, shaking his head slightly.

"You'll get it and whatever rest you can grab while in transit," Inquirer says, overhearing him. "My promise that you shall, but let's get this OVER with!"

As it was, given choices she'd rather not have come here but Kenobi had been implacable in this one demand!!

"Oh, I should have figured that you would be behind this!" a disgruntled and angry voice growls.

"Showtime," Fertal 5 sighs, knowing that this was coming.

1. Uncle Owen is very much like the way he’d been briefed on what to expect in this upcoming encounter, alas.

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