Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan or George Lucas.
Enter Luke, Mara, and Lowbacca, at the Manarai Mountains.
The Basilisk war droids move past the boundary line, which Jaina's tree should have prevented.
Mara. Oh, stang.
Enter Saba Sebatyne, leading the assault against the war droids.
Saba. Border patrol, to this one.
Luke. [aside] Border patrol? When did we have a border patrol?
Mara. Saba. Come on. We have to help her.
Luke activates his lightsaber.
Luke. [to Lowbacca] Lowie. You stay here. I don't want your taking any more chances.
Mara. No. We need him.
Luke stares at Mara.
Luke. He's mundane. The Force was with him during the gundark attack. But we can't . . .
Mara. Luke. Do you know what those are up there? The Basilisk war droids, made by Yun-Ne'Shel himself. We can't fight them without cortosis. We'll get burned to a crisp.
Luke. Cortosis?
Mara. I had a vial of it sitting on my nightstand at home. Why didn't I bring it?
Luke. Look, I don't know what you're talking about. But I'm not going to let Lowie get blasted.
Mara. Luke . . .
Luke. Lowie. Stay back. [raises his lightsaber] I'm going in.
Lowbacca tries to protest.
Ignoring the Wookiee, Luke runs toward Saba and her Knights.
Mara runs toward four Jedi to help, baiting one of the droids into following her, then throws on her cloaking device, completely confusing the droid.
The other Basilisk droid charges Saba's line. It fires its laser cannons.
Saba. Hold the line.
The second droid, losing interest in Mara, turns and charges Saba.
Luke. Behind you. Look out.
Saba jumps, and the droid crashes into her shield, causing the phalanx to break up. Saba flies backward into the grass. The droid fires its laser cannons, melting the other Jedi's shields. The Jedi flee, as the second droid closes in on Saba for the kill.
Luke jumps forward and drags Saba out of the way. He slashes at the droid with his lightsaber, but his attempt is fruitless.
Saba. Let this one go. [recognizes her rescuer] Luke. Damn you.
Luke drops Saba near Jaina's tree, then returns to the fight.
Luke and Mara stand between the droids and the Jedi Praxeum.
Mara. [to the Jedi] Spread out and keep the droids distracted.
The first droid runs a wide arc, making its way back to Luke. It breaks right through the boundary line and charges Luke. The second droid stops in front of Luke, aiming its laser cannons.
Luke lunges as the droid fires its laser cannons. He rolls aside, but his foot is still burned by the droid's cannons. The Jedi slashes with his lightsaber and slices off part of the droid's snout. It gallops away, disoriented.
As Luke struggles to stand and collapses, the war droid prepares to charge him.
Lowbacca. Help him.
Lowbacca struggles to pass the boundary line.
Lowbacca. I can't get through.
Mara. I, Mara Jade, give you permission to enter the Praxeum.
Thunder sounds, and Lowbacca charges toward the war droid.
Lowbacca. Luke needs help.
Lowbacca dives between Luke and the Basilisk.
Luke. Lowie.
The droid fires its laser cannons, but its fire is unable to pierce Lowbacca's thick Wookiee hide.
In a full Wookiee rage, Lowbacca attacks the war droid.
Lowbacca. Bad droid!
The droid stumbles backward, its durasteel armor crushed.
Down.
The droid crumples to the ground and explodes.
Mara runs over to Luke and feeds him a vial of bacta.
Luke. The other droid?
Mara points, indicating the second droid has already been pierced with Saba's vibrolance. It is now circling around, confused.
Saba marches over to Luke and Mara, looking furious.
Saba. [angry] You ruin everything. This one had it under control.
Mara. [sarcastic] Good to see you, too, Saba.
Saba. O! Don't ever try saving this one again.
Mara. Saba. You've got wounded Knights.
Saba. [scowls] This one will be back.
Exit Saba.
Luke. [to Lowbacca] You didn't die.
Lowbacca. I am sorry. I came to help you. I disobeyed you.
Mara. It was my fault. I had no choice. I had to let Lowbacca cross the boundary line to save you. Otherwise, you would have died.
Luke. Let him cross the boundary line? But . . .
Mara. Luke. Have you ever looked at Lowbacca closely? I mean, in the face. Ignore the Force, and really look at him.
Luke looks past the Force illusions and sees Lowbacca as he really is: a Wookiee.
Luke. Lowie. You're a . . .
Mara. Wookiee. A youngling, by the looks of him. That's probably why he couldn't get across the boundary line as easily as the droids. Lowie's one of the homeless orphans.
Luke. One of the what?
Mara. [distasteful] They're on nearly all ecumenopoleis. They're . . . mistakes, Luke, children of Melodies and Je'daii . . . well, one Je'daii in particular, usually. And they don't always come out right. No one wants them. They get tossed aside. They grow up wild on the streets. I don't know how this one found you. But he obviously likes you. We should take him to Yoda, let him decide what to do.
Luke. But the fire . . . how . . . ?
Mara. [grimaces] He's a Wookiee. They work the forges of the Je'daii. They have to be immune to fire. That's what I was trying to tell you.
Enter Saba.
Saba. Skywalker. If you can stand, get up. These ones need to carry the wounded back to the Jedi Temple, let Qordiz know what haz happened.
Luke. Qordis?
Saba. The activities director.
Luke. Yoda is the activities director. And where's Jurokk? He's the Gate Keeper. He should be here.
Saba. [scowls] Jurokk waz expelled. You two have been gone too long. Thingz are changing.
Luke. But Yoda . . . He's trained Jedi for over three millennia. He can't just been gone. What happened?
Saba. [irritable] That happened.
Saba indicates Jaina's tree, which is clearly dying.
Somebody poizoned it.
Exit all.
