Luke stepped gingerly out of the speeder and onto the grass, all the while looking around him. The grass stretched for what seemed like miles. The nearby forest looked strange, almost unreal. Everything looked unreal, come to think of it, Luke realised. The faraway city looked strange and shimmery, even the birds up above looked like you could put your hands through them.

Towards the distant city a strange road ran. It seemed to be made of a floaty blue electrical substance. It didn't look corporeal at all, like if you stepped onto it you'd fall right through. Luke leaned back on the landspeeder, the only sturdy thing around.

"This sure is a strange place, Artoo." He said finally.

"There you go again, talking to him and not me. I am fluent in over six million forms of communication, and nothing to show for it!" Complained Threepio.

Before Luke could reply, a shadow was cast over the disorientated trio. Looking up, Luke saw a huge silver ship, which looked as artificial as everything else, coming in to land.

Luke and the droids watched, dumbfounded, as a landing ramp came down and a bizarrely dressed, yet regal and dignified looking young woman marched from aboard the ship, stopping in front of Luke. She had a powdered white face, with two red dots on her cheeks, and a red line running down the centre of her lower lip. She wore an extremely ungainly red dress.

"Are you a Jedi or a Sith?" She demanded of Luke.

"Who, me? Why, I'm not a force-user at all. I'm Luke Skywalker from Tatooine."

"Oh! Well..." She looked past look to the droids, still perched in the landspeeder, "...are they the force-users?"

"Who, Artoo?"

"You're doing it again, master Luke!" protested Threepio. Luke persevered.

"Artoo's my droid."

"Well, I'm a little muddled. The Gungans called me because a new Jedi or a new Sith has just dropped a landspeeder on the Wicked Sith of the

East. And there's the speeder, and here you are, and," The girl pointed to Luke's crashed speeder, from which an arm protruded, clutching an ignited ruby red lightsaber, "that's all that's left of the Wicked Sith of the East. And so what the Gungans want to know is, are you a Jedi, or a Sith?"

Luke was unable to answer for a moment, so overwhelmed was he by the regal girl's speech. Eventually he recovered.

"Oh, but I've already told you, I'm not a Jedi or a Sith at all – there are none left in the whole galaxy. What was that?" He jumped at a noise coming from the forest.

"The Gungans. They're laughing because there are many Sith Lords and Jedi Knights in the galaxy. Well, there are many Jedis. There are only ever two Sith Lords. Some of my best friends are Jedi Knights, you know. I'm Padme, the Good Queen of Naboo."

" A queen! Oh, I sure am sorry! But I've never seen such a beautiful queen before."

Artoo beeped snidely. Threepio shushed him. Suddenly, the Gungans Queen Padme had spoken of appeared.

They looked strange, like overgrown frogs (Of course Luke didn't know this as he had never seen a frog before. They don't have many frogs on Tatooine, you see), but it wasn't just the way they looked. Like everything else Luke had seen, the Gungans just seemed incredibly awkward and artificial. He had trouble believing they were really there.

"The Gungans are happy because you have freed them from the Wicked Sith of the East." Padme informed Luke, to which he responded:

"Oh. But, if you please -- what are Gungans? And why do they look so strange?"

"They're the people who live in this land. It's Gunganland, and you are now their national hero, my dear. It's all right - you may all come out and thank her. It's all right now - you may all come out." Padme said to the half concealed Gungans.

"Yes, but why do they look so... unreal?" Luke repeated. Padme ignored him, and began to sing. Artoo beeped impatiently.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are

And meet the young Jedi who fell from the

stars.

He fell from the sky, he fell very far.

Tatooine he says is the name of the star."

Threepio began to tell them that Tatooine was technically a planet, but his voice was drowned out as the Gungans began to sing, too.

"Tatooine he says is the name of the star."

Padme continued.

"He brings you good news, or haven't you

heard?

When he fell from Tatooine, a miracle

occurred."

By this time the musical bug had bitten Luke.

"It really was no miracle," He sang, "what happened was just this:

The sand got in a tiff -- the wind played up a riff

And suddenly the speeder started to unspiff.

Just then, the Sith -- to satisfy some 'if' --

Went flying on his speeder smelling out a whiff."

"And oh, what happened then is myth!" Cried a Gungan, and more sang.

"The sand got in a tiff

The speeder went unspiffed

It landed on the Wicked Sith

Who was incredibly miffed

This was not a healthy cliff...

...hanger

For the Wicked Sith.

Who

Became skewiff

And was reduced

To just a stiff

Of what was once...

The Wicked Sith!"

The Gungans finished their song, to Luke's applause and Artoo's half-hearted whistles. These constant musical moments were beginning to grate on his circuitry.

"Let the joyous news be spread," cried Padme,"the Wicked Old Sith at last is dead!"

Artoo beeped desperately. More Gungan music approached.

"Ding Dong! The Sith is dead.

Which old Sith?

The Wicked Sith!

Ding Dong! The Wicked Sith is dead!"

What looked like the leader of the Gungans stepped forward to Luke, a large and slobbering creature.

"Meesa Boss Nass of Otah Gungah, in de region of de Land of Oz. Meesa welcome yousa most regally. From now on yousa be history! And wesas will glorify yousas name. Yousa'll be a bust in de Gungan hall of fame!"

But before Luke could thank Boss Nass, there was a puff of smoke, and a cloaked figure stumbled out of it, spluttering and coughing through the smoke. The Gungans all shrieked and fled back into the forest. Artoo and Threepio zipped from the speeder to cower behind Luke.

The hooded figure spied Luke's speeder, and the arm protruding from underneath it, still clutching the red lightsaber.

"Who's that?" whispered Luke to Padme.

"The Wicked Sith." Padme replied.

"I thought you said he was dead!"

"That was his apprentice -- the Wicked Sith of the East. This is the Wicked Sith of the West. And he's worse than the other one was."

The Wicked Sith paused in his inspection of Luke's speeder and whipped round to face Padme, Luke and the droids.

"Who killed my apprentice?" He hissed shrilly. "Who killed the Sith of the East? Was it you?" He lunged at Luke. "Answer me!"

"Leave him alone!" Said Padme calmly.

"You stay out of this!" The Wicked Sith said coldly to Padme, before turning back to Luke. "It was you, was it? You killedhim, didn't you?"

"No! It was an accident! I didn't mean to kill anybody!" Said Luke desperately.

"Didn't mean it, eh? Accident, eh? Well, my little pretty, I can cause accidents, too!"

Padme interrupted.

"Aren't you forgetting the ruby lightsaber?"

"The lightsaber -- yes...the lightsaber! I should probably keep that, it's a double edged one."

The Wicked Old Sith turned to get the lightsaber from the Wicked Sith of the East's hand, but it had disappeared. He looked around wildly to locate it, until he saw it hanging off Luke's belt

"The ruby lightsaber! How did it get there? Give it back to me, or I'll-"

"It's too late!" said Padme placidly. "There it is," she pointed at Luke's belt, "and there it will stay!"

"Give me back my lightsaber! I'm the only one that knows how to use it. It's of no use to you! Give it back to me!"

"Keep a tight hold of it, the force power it wields must be very powerful, or he wouldn't wantthem so badly!" Padme advised.

"Don't be silly, girl. Force power indeed! It's an authentic doubled-edged lightsaber. It'll fetch a fortune on eBay!" The Wicked Sith scoffed.

"You have no power here. Be gone, before somebody drops a speeder on you, too." Padme said sternly.

"Very well, I'll bide my time; it will make your deaths much more satisfying" said the Wicked Sith cruelly, "and as for you, my pretty little farmboy, it's true, I can't get to you here and now as I'd like, but just try to stay out of my way, just try! I'll get you, my pretty, and your little droid, too!"

"There are two droids here!" Threepio cried shrilly.

The Sith backed away from Luke and Padme, laughing menacingly, the Gungans still huddling behind the trees with fear, as the Sith disappeared in another foul smelling cloud of fire and smoke.

"It's all right. You can get up, he's gone." Padme called out to the Gungans. "I'm afraid you've made rather a bad enemy of the Wicked

Sith of the West. The sooner you get out of Oz altogether, the safer you'll be, my dear." She said to the increasingly confused Luke.

"Oh, I'd give anything to get out of Oz altogether -- but which is the way back to Tatooine? I can't go the way I came; I think my speeder's beyond repair." Luke said sadly.

"You're quite right. The only person who might be able to help would be the great and wonderful Jedi called Oz himself!"

"The Jedi called Oz? Is he a Jedi or is he a Sith?" Luke asked. Padme gave him a withering look.

"As the name would imply, he's very much a Jedi. He lives on Coruscant, also called the One Big City, and that's a long journey from here. Did you say your speeder's broken?"

"Yeah, I think it is."

"Well, then, you'll have to walk. The Gungans will see you safely to the border of Gunganland. And remember, never let go of that ruby lightsaber, or you will be at the mercy of the Wicked Sith of the West!"

"But, how do I get to the One Big City?" Luke asked.

"It's always best to start at the beginning, and all you do is follow the CGIRoad!"

"The CGI Road?"

"Yes. Made entirely of CGI. Most things here in Oz are."

"That explains why you all look so strange!" Luke cried.

"Yes. It's all the doing of the Wicked Sith Lords. They made this old road CGI, supposedly to make journeys quicker and make Oz an all round better place. But eventually the CGI became uncontrollable and touched everything in Oz."

"And does it make Oz a better place?"

"No. But it looks very pretty, I'm sure you'll agree." Padme beamed at him.

"Well, not really. I think it looks cheap and artificial." Luke said honestly.

"Just follow the CGI Road, farmboy." Padme answered, before turning away and marching back onto her ship, which took off abruptly.

"My! People come and go so quickly here! Follow the CGI Road. Follow the CGI Road?"

Artoo beeped worriedly. The Gungans began to sing again.

"Follow the CGI Road.

Follow the CGI Road.

Follow, follow, follow, follow,

Follow the CGI Road.

You're off to see the Jedi

The Wonderful Jedi called Oz

You'll find he is a God of a Jed

If ever a Jed there was.

If ever oh ever a God there was

The Jedi called Oz

Is one because

Because, because, because, because,

because...

Because of the wonderful things he does!"

Luke took a deep breath, and stepped onto the CGI road. It supported his weight, surprisingly, but it felt very strange to stand on. Artoo and Threepio hopped on too, and all three of them danced down the CGI, away from the still singing Gungans, and on to see the Jedi called Oz.