Ahlykks Fireclowd

by SparrowHawkX49

An alternative follow-up to the original trilogy. Some original characters, some old. The children of Han, Leia, and Luke must save the spirits of the heroes of old alongside a mysterious ally with a quest of their own. Old friends such as Artoo and Ahsoka return for a funny, serious, and exiting story full of ghosts, togrutas, and reprogrammed janitors. And evil Sith disciples.

1. Chapter 1

Luke heard the door open, then close. A whistle.

"Artoo?...Artoo!"

Artoo rolled off to Threepio's room in the large mansion. It was located on Naboo, and secret passageways ran everywhere. Artoo knew them all. When he got to Threepio's room, he locked the inner door that joined it to Leia's. Then he entered the room. MSE-970 was going to meet him here.

Nine70 woke up in the wall. He was small enough that he fit inside the thick walls, and it made him nostalgic for his hidey holes on Death Star II. He was in between Luke and Han's rooms, and Luke was awake. He shot through the passageways, and out what was basically a small, no VERY small blast door. His low intel brain had been swapped out for a compact brain that Jenna had made for him. He also had rockets similar to Artoo's installed, which were very useful for getting around. He jetted up to a conveniently placed shelf and tried to look as inconspicuous as a cleaning droid on a shelf could look.

Artoo looked around. And around. And around. His head started spinning too fast, and it took him a full minute to stop it. Then he assessed the room. Threepio stood deactivated against the wall. Nine70 was going to meet him here. He scanned the room for the little stowaway who he himself had purged of stupidity and ignorance. And loyalty to the fallen empire. He had installed Jenna's homemade brains. He had installed extra powerful motors for wheels. He had given the little guy the freedom of flight. And he was LATE?

"Howdy." beeped a little droid called MSE-970. Startled, Artoo turned and whistled something I won't translate.

"Well, I didn't mean to scare you." Beeps. "Say whaaaat!?" More beeping. "A new one?" Insistent beeping. "Ten credits that I already know it." Beep. "You're on."