Megan Ross waited excitedly in the interrogation room. She had been a Star Wars fan for as long as she could remember, and even had once harbored a crush on Anakin in the seventh grade. Now she was being asked by General Alex Stanly to help with the interrogation of two visitors whom had shown up at the base in what Megan had instantly recognized as a Republic Shuttle.
"The younger one claims to be Anakin Skywalker," General Stanly, who was also in the room, informed Megan. "I had originally dismissed the duo as two very irritating fans, but then I ignited one of their lightsabers to find that it was the real deal. We have no technology anywhere close to that on Earth."
"Sir, seeing as they arrived in a space craft and have two lightsabers and look exactly like Anakin and Obi-Wan, I think we should recognize that we really are dealing with two Jedi and that the Star Wars universe may not be as distant as we once thought."
"I agree Megan, but Rodney mentioned that the younger one might have a robotic arm. You may want to ask him to show it to us. If he does in fact have a perfectly functioning prosthetic then we should believe their story that they are from off world and let them go. We do not want to get on the bad side of a civilization that may be capable of producing a Death Star, or whatever that ball of death was called. And Megan, make sure that Rodney is correct in his theory that Anakin really is the good guy. The last thing I want is a rogue Sith running about."
"Yes, sir" she replied.
Just that moment the two Jedi were led in, their hands cuffed in front of them. Megan gasped; they really were Skywalker and Kenobi. Obi-Wan noticed her stare and whispered to his friend, "Have you noticed how everyone, even the soldiers, seem so awestruck by us? I bet they have never even seen a Jedi."
"It's just my incredibly handsome good looks, master. The ladies always have to check me out," Anakin joked.
"Sure they do," Obi-Wan replied sarcastically.
"My God, they even bicker like in the movies," Megan whispered to herself.
"What's that?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Nothing, I'm sorry. I just need the two of you to take a seat. We need to ask you a few questions," she said motioning to two metal chairs that occupied the center of room. The chairs stood opposite a simple desk that was bathed in white light. Megan sat down on the other side of the desk, facing the two Jedi, while General Stanly stood off to the side, watching intently.
Once everyone was seated Megan adopted a profession tone: "First we want to be sure that you two really did come from off world. We have reasons to believe that you, Skywalker, have a mechanical right arm. Such technology doesn't exist here on Earth, and if you were to show us it we can be assured that you are telling the truth."
Anakin was a little taken back by the question, but he shrugged it off, "Sure, I can show you, but it's easier when my wrists are free." Megan reached over the desk and unlocked his cuffs, wearily glancing at his electrifying blue eyes to ensure that he wasn't about to try something. Anakin sent her a bright, reassuring smile. He then proceeded to undo the clasps on his glove. Megan stared at his black and gold arm as Anakin moved his hand back and forth, demonstrating how he had full range of movement with it. Even General Stanley was impressed, and he moved a little bit closer.
"Believe me now?" he asked.
"Yah" replied Megan still staring.
Anakin smiled, "I can give you a basic explanation of how it works if you'd like."
Obi-Wan interrupted; he was not going to sit through another lecture on mechanics by Anakin: there was nothing in the world more boring than that.
"Yes, my friend here made a stupid mistake when he was younger and lost his arm as a result. Now that you see that we are indeed telling the truth, and we assure you that we mean no harm to your people, can you let us go? And maybe you can direct us to the nearest refueling station?"
"Since there is no rational for your arrest, I am sure that you two will be set free, but first I have a few more questions," Megan replied, returning to her professional tone. "First, Anakin, what is your relationship with Supreme Chancellor Palpatine?"
"What?" Anakin asked. That question had come straight out of left field. "How do you even know of the chancellor if you have never even left this planet?" Obi-Wan shot Anakin a warning look. Anakin sighed and let it go, "Never mind. To be honest, I have never really been a fan of the chancellor. He tried to befriend me when I was a teenager, but I just found that creepy. I literally ran the other direction when he called me 'my boy.' Ever since we have sort of been at odds with each other. I have never really trusted him, especially since he has been in power way longer than was once Constitutionally allowed. But luckily Obi-Wan and I are always away fighting away from Coruscant so we don't run into each other too often."
Megan let go a sigh of relief. She had always liked Anakin and was happy to learn that he wasn't likely to listen to Palpatine's lies. Maybe Palpatine really wasn't a Sith Lord? No, Anakin had said that he had tried to befriend him, and that he was unwilling to let his power in the Senate go. His character, complete with the secret identity of Darth Sidious, must be in line with the Star Wars Saga.
"May I ask where such a question came from?" Obi-Wan asked puzzlement written all over his face. He had seen the girl's reaction and didn't know what to make of it.
"I think there is something you guys should see," she said, unlocking Obi-Wan's cuffs and motioning for the two Jedi to follow her. They shrugged at each other and followed.
Minutes later they found themselves in a home theater room of sorts. There were a couple of comfy chairs and a large screen that dominated the front wall. Anakin had a feeling that it only projected 2D images, but nonetheless he was interested in whatever the girl had to show them.
"Feel free to get comfy, I'll bring some refreshments and snacks," Megan said. "By the way you guys haven't seen Star Wars, right?"
"No, I don't think we have" Obi-Wan replied as he sat in a big recliner next to Anakin. He wasn't quite sure what to make of this, but it had been a long day, and he was not going to complain about a movie night. Anakin seemed to be thinking the same as put his feet up and settled into the cushions. A minute later Megan along with Rodney and Miranda returned and the lights in the room dimmed.
The Star Wars crawl to Episode 3 began as the two Jedi generals watched on. They were digesting the mention of General Grievous and Count Dooku in the scrolling introduction when they were greeted with the familiar sounds of battle and two very familiar starfighters.
"Well that explains some things" Obi-Wan mused.
Anakin nodded. And then he was looking at himself. Anakin stared at the screen in shock: it looked just like him. Well, maybe his tunic was a little darker, but still. He looked back at the girl from the interrogation room; she was smiling and motioned for him to keep watching.
Obi-Wan's character also looked just like him, and his sarcastic comment that "This is going to be easy" was so totally something that Obi-Wan would say that both Jedi had to stifle laughs. This was going to be a great movie.