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STAR WARS

The Lost Episode: Portal to a Distant Past

Chapter 7

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"SHUT UP ZEE! WE'VE LANDED ALREADY!" Dryian yelled at her younger sister as she covered her ears.

"AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. We have?" Zee looked totally clueless.

"We even managed to land on dry land… in the middle of a marsh," Dryian rolled her eyes as she tried to regain the hearing in her ears.

"Who are you?" a young man walked out of the vegetation and into the clearing as he watched both girls step out of the Y-Wing.

"We're here to see Yoda-sama. Is he here?" Dryian asked the young man.

"He may be, and he may not be. Who's asking?" the man narrowed his eyes.

"Luke Skywalker, that's you, right?" Zee cocked her head at him curiously.

"How do you know my name?" Luke ignited his lightsaber.

"WOAH! Chill out! Zee, sometimes you're more trouble than you're worth, you know that?!" Dryian growled at her younger sister. Dryian then turned back to Luke, "Look, put down that thing and we'll talk."

"Who are you?" Luke repeated, not listening to the girl's advice.

"My name is Dryian Gelasai and the runt over there is my sister, Zeriellia. We don't have any weapons! So, will you put down the saber now?!" Dryian growled at Luke in slight irritation.

"Boy! Put that out!" a small light green alien lumbered out of the foliage. Luke listened to his master.

"Greetings, Yoda-sama," Dryian bowed with her hands at her sides.

"Ryian, why are you bowing?" Zee pouted slightly.

"I must apologize for my sister's manners. She does not know the reason that we have come to the Dagobah System."

"Inform the young one, you should have," Yoda frowned.

"My name is Dryian Gelasai, and this is my sister, Zeriellia. We have come seeking your tutelage and advice."

"Speak diplomatically, for one so young, you do. However, see if you speak truthfully, I must. Boy, lead the girls to Yoda's home. We have to talk much about…" Yoda frowned as he quickly returned to his home, leaving a slightly irritable Luke to lead the two girls.

"Follow me," Luke glared.

"Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hatred. Hatred leads to the dark side," Dryian quoted softly. "You should not fear us, Mr. Skywalker. We're not here to take your teacher away from you. We're not even from your timeline," Dryian felt a wave of homesickness sweep over her.

"Master Yoda has said similar to me, but how is it that you know about me, and master Yoda's ways?"

"All will be explained to the best of our abilities when we reach wherever Yoda has gone. It is much easier to tell the entire thing in one full swoop, than to have to go around and repeat the same story many times," Dryian gave Luke a weak smile.

"Ryian, why are we here, really?" Zee yanked on her sister's arm hard enough to stop the elder girl.

"Zee, we're here because I need training, and I'm not sure if you do or not. I'm not sure we're even worth training, but that is for Yoda-sama to decide. We also are in need of advice on what we should do if we are ever able to get back home. Like how we can stop the Storm Troopers from killing off everyone at home. Not to mention, we know that George Lucas is probably a Jedi or uses the Force unawares to see into the future… It's rather complicated," Dryian sighed as she tried to get rid of the headache her sister had given her.

"Oh. Well, I'm sorry for yelling and being rude to everyone. I was just frustrated that you wouldn't tell me anything," Zee pouted again.

"No harm done, Zeriellia. Think of it as a lesson in patience, goodness knows that you are always there to test mine!" Dryian waved her hands in the air for dramatic effect.

Zee giggled, "Yeah, right!"