As an old hermit ducked out of his home on a desert planet, someone watched him. Though, this person watching was not feeling the heat of the 2 suns, or the dry, dusty feeling that comes with living on sand for quite a while. No, this Man watching the hermit hurry over the sand was dead. Long dead he was. The watcher, who used to be a Jedi, knew something was going to happen. The time was coming for the Galaxy to fight back.
The Man watched with a ghost of a smile on his face. This Boy looked like a boy he had met here long ago. Aye, that was a long time ago. The Man watched as the plucky astromech came over. As the hermit discovered that a golden protocol droid had arrived as well.
The plea for help was found, an object of the past brought out. The hermit and The Chosen One's son set off together to change the galaxy.
Elsewhere, the Princess, being held by the Black Monster, was fearless. Nothing would make her tell the base's location. But something very close to her heart made her tell, but it was all for nothing. The planet she loved was no more.
So the Man watched. As the hermit and The Chosen One's son met a smuggler. As they found that the Planet was no more. As the Moon pulled them in. As The Chosen One's son and The Princess met. As the hermit gave the ultimate sacrifice.
When the Hermit arrived, the Man was waiting to greet him. They exchanged glances. They both knew that these siblings would have to do. The impossible.
The two men watched together. As the fighters were deployed. As The Chosen One's son became the only one who could succeed. When he did, they smiled at one another. He was a New Hope for the Galaxy.
The second man left for a moment, returning later after giving his message. They could only hope The Chosen One's son followed the instructions.
After the battle, the two men gave a sigh of relief. The Chosen One's son was on his way, The Princess was safe. All was well.
The Chosen One's son arrived, greeted by the Old, Green Master. With the second man's persuasion, the Old, Green Maser began training The Chosen One's son.
As love bloomed, The Princess and smuggler, being chased by the Empire, hid in a cave. But they soon found out that the cave had teeth and eyes and decided to leave. Quickly. They head to a nearby place where the Smuggler has a friend. But this friend betrayed them. The dead Man shook his head. He hoped that The Princess would be OK.
Meanwhile, The Chosen One's son was training. But half way through he saw his friends, The Princess and the Smuggler, in pain. He wanted to help them. The second man went to try to get him to stay. The dead Man sighed.
The Smuggler was brought out, the Princess in tears. The Monster ordered the Smuggler onto the platform. The Princess called out to the Smuggler, he replied quietly. Down he went, and when he came back up, he was frozen solid. Even the dead Man had tears in his eyes.
The Chosen One's son landed and began an epic duel with the Monster. The dead Man almost laughed. Father v Son. Sith v Jedi. The age old enemies fought once again.
The friends that The Chosen One's son had come to rescue were escaping with the help of the Smuggler's friend. They try to get the frozen Smuggler back from the Bounty Hunter, but failed.
The dead Man could tell that The Chosen One's son was tiring. The Monster was gaining the upper hand. Backed into a corner with no right hand, The Chosen One's son was given a piece of information that shocked him. The Man grimaced. He hoped The Chosen One's son would recover from the fright of this information.
The Chosen One's son threw himself off the platform. He was not going to join the Monster. Ever.
The Princess came to save The Chosen One's son and they flew off to get The Chosen One's son a new hand. The Empire had Struck Back. All the dead Man and the hermit could do was wait and watch.
Once again, the plucky astromech was sent to deliver a message. The dead Man chuckled. That blue astromech had seen a lot, more than most life forms would. He was very dependable.
The message was delivered. A Bounty Hunter came with the mighty Wookie and he claimed the Bounty on the Wookie's head. When the Bounty Hunter freed the Smuggler, it was found that 'he' was a 'she. New clothes for the Princess.
The Chosen One's son came escaped a fierce beast and was sentenced, by the slug, to death by the land octopus. The smuggler was also sentenced this death. The dead Man and the hermit shared a look, both worried.
After a short battle, the land octopus was fed, the friends were free and everyone was happy.
But something brought a shadow over The Chosen One's son. The death of the Old, Green Master. Sad, it was, hmmmm.
The dead Man greeted the Old, Green Master. Both knew that a lot rested on The Chosen One's son's shoulders now.
The three watched as a strike crew was assembled, the 2nd Moon was built and tension was rising.
The strike team landed and were found. A fight began. The Princess found a furry friend. The Chosen One's son and the Smuggler were worried.
The golden protocol droid became a god, The Chosen One's son and the Smuggler became sacrifices. The three dead Jedi chuckled. How many times had they been in a similar position themselves?
After their fuzzy friends let them go, the group carried out their mission. The Chosen One's son decided to tell The Princess who she really was. He then left to go see his Father.
The battle that occurred between Father and Son was an epic duel. The Emperor cackled and laughed. The Chosen One's son de-handed The Chosen One and faced the Emperor. Blue lightning hit him. The dead Man winced. Had he interpreted the Prophecy correctly? It had said that the Chosen One would overcome the Dark Side and destroy the Sith forever. The dead Man watched in silence as The Chosen One destroyed the Sith. He turned to his companions. They both had shock and delight on their faces.
They were there as The Chosen One joined the Force. He was welcomed with open arms.
Later, the Hermit, The Old, Green Master and The Chosen One went and visited The Chosen One's son. The dead Man smiled gently. The Jedi had returned.
