Chapter 3

Jedi Intervention

"You little punk! While you were fighting Star Destroyers and TIE Fighters, I was having to deal with Stormtroopers and AT-STs and that isn't a walk in the park! Even with a bunch of over-grown teddy bears!" Han snapped to Matca.

"Oh, really?!" Matca countered, continuing to mock Han. "Oh, look at me! I'm Han Solo, a man who's wrestled with plasteel soliders and chicken walkers! I have a ship that barely took out the second death star only because I had help from the rebel fleet and Rouge Squadron!"

"For your information, those "chicken walkers" are armed with grenade launchers and laser cannons, and those plasteel soldiers are highly trained! It wasn't a cakewalk, you know! Speaking of ships, where did you get this bucket of bolts? Raxus Prime?"

Leia and Kraz rolled their eyes simultaneously as Matca silently fumed at the comment.

That's when C-3PO and R2-D2 walked up in a hurry. "Master Solo! Master Solo! R2 and I have detected unauthorized access to the Millenium Falcon's computer mainframe!"

Han narrowed his eyes in a glare at Matca. "What did you do?"

Matca smirked. "Oh, nothing big. Just used the designs in your database to upgrade the Ebon Hawk's hyperdrive! You know, make it faster. As in point-four-five past lightspeed faster!" Matca put emphasis on the last few words, rubbing it in.

Han blinked. "The what?!"

"Yeah. Ace bought me The Ebon Hawk! So I guess your poor, old, abused aluminum canary is the Second most famous ship in the galaxy, now!" Matca said, relishing every word.

Chewbacca, who had been listening to the whole thing, finally lost his temper. He let out a loud roar, charging forwards with his hands out in an attempt to grab Matca! Trask responded by drawing his blaster pistol and firing at the space between Chewbacca and Matca. The Wookie stopped dead in it's tracks, right in the sights of Trask's blaster.

"Back off! This is a TL-44 blaster pistol. The most powerful in the galaxy!" Trask hissed. "You have to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do you? Furball?!"

Chewbacca let out another loud roar, challenging Trask to fire.

"That's my type of blaster. At least they got something right over there." Han said.

"Irritated deadpan query: Master, would you like me to put a blaster bolt through this meatbag's head? I so very much want to." HK47 asked, training his blaster rifle on Chewbacca.

T3 rotated his disk-like head at HK47, giving him an irritated series of beeps.

"Exasperated Answer: No, I'm trying to protect master, not get him killed..." HK said.

T3 replied in a sarcastic beep.

"Oh, so now you have killer droids doing your dirty work?" Han taunted. "What? Can't get your own hands dirty, Azzameen?"

That was the last straw for Matca. He ran up to Han, drop-kicking him in the chest. However, as Han fell, he grabbed Matca's leg, bringing him down with him, and they started tussling on the ground.

Luke finally had no choice. He channeled on the Force, and pushed the two groups apart from each other, tripping them in the process.

"...That wasn't funny, Skywalker!" Matca snapped as he got back onto his feet with everyone else that was knocked over by Luke's Force Push.

"It wasn't meant to be funny. You two are taking this too far." Luke said flatly. "You are two grown men acting like children in this ridiculous feud! This has gone on far enough. Now apologize, shake hands, and move on."

Han lowered his head, realizing that Luke was right. Here they were, two grown men acting like spoiled kids.

Matca was also grudgingly swayed by Luke's words. They rang with truth. So they both did as Luke said, shaking hands and apologizing to each other.

"So, on other subjects: why are you here anyway?" Han asked Matca.

"One: Test run on the Ebon Hawk's hyperdrive. Two: Package pickup for Ace." Matca answered. "Just another day in the intergalactic neighborhood."

"Yeah. By the way, Azzameen, I believe that package you are referring to is one that I delivered here. I was told to wait for someone to pick it up. Guess that's you." Han said.

"Alright. So what is this package?" Matca asked.

Han got a small box out of a bag he had on his shoulder. "I believe this is it." He gave the box to Matca. "It has the Azzameen family crest on it."

Matca looked at the box. "Okay." He put the box in his bag. "Sounds good. Now we just need to refuel."

"Maybe you could give Matca some tips on how to handle the extra speed that his ship has due to the new upgrades, Han." Leia recommended.

Han smiled. "That's a good point. Not being prepared for a possible burnout would be very problematic."

Matca looked back at the Ebon Hawk. "Alright. We will do that, but a little later if you don't mind. I need to see where I can get some droid parts."

"The spaceport has some droid and tech shops. Maybe they have what you need." Han recommended.

"Thanks." Matca nodded. "We will definitely have to check that out."

With that, Matca and his group walked off towards the spaceport's shops.

Later, at the droid shop…

Matca and Kraz looked through all the different parts in the droid shop. They were having a field day with all the parts they were finding for both HK-47 and T3-M4. They found upgrades for HK and T3's frames and chassis, including enhanced motors for T3's agility, and a bulkier frame and armor plating for HK.

"Look at this, HK!" Matca said, bringing him over to look at a possible add-on. "A Droideka shield generator! I could adapt this to your systems. Then you could have a portable shield!"

"Approval: That would be a great asset to my arsenal." HK said.

Meanwhile, Kraz was showing T3 a new sensor grid upgrade. "Double the range, half the power usage. What do you think?"

T3 beeped in approval.

"Awesome. We'll go for it then!"

With that, the purchased all the parts, and went off to rebuild and upgrade the droids.

Later…

Ebon Hawk…

"Proud statement: I am very pleased in how your companion handles his tools and his expertise, master." HK said, walking out with his newly upgraded chassis. "Observation: With all these upgrades, I could withstand a thermal detonator blast at close-range. Very impressive."

T3 then zipped out at incredible speed, beeping happily as he stopped in the hold of the Ebon Hawk.

"So I guess you're done with the upgrades, Kraz?" Matca asked.

"Most definitely." Kraz said. "T3 now has a hidden dart launcher next to his multi-tool arm, along with enhanced shielding, movement motors, motivators, and armor. HK also has those things, along with a hidden flamethrower and blaster in one of his arms and sholders, and he can now use a Gatling blaster with no problems, which we have."

"Awesome. Let's see anyone try to mess with us now!" Matca said. "Well, we got the package. Han says he and Luke are going to go to Naboo as well, so I've proposed a little race between the two of us. What do you guys say?"

"Oh, yeah!" Trask said, rubbing his hands together. "I've been waiting for an opportunity like this for a long time!"

"Then what are we waiting for?!" Matca said. "Let's hit it!"