Okay...so that was all I needed to do to get my progress back? Upload new content? Alrighty then, here yas go. This is my first chapter that includes a song: 'Be Prepared' from The Lion King. This chapter may have less laughs in it than the previous one, but a bit more of a story-orientated one. Anyway more songs will appear later, I'll Make a Man out of You and A whole New World for starters, but this is in no way a songfic. Just trying to blend Disney and Lucasfilm together as well as I can. Now for the hard part...Review responses -_-
His Majesty the Emperor: Perhaps...maybe. Anyone played by Harrison Ford is equally awesome.
KrautYank: You love your Rogue Squadron don't you?
Scarstorm2000: Oh no, MJ has her flaws. She is not perfect by any means, and will turn out to be a famous Star Wars EU character...And absolutely not a self-insert. I don't want to be getting with Luke, I'm not a poof.
Lord Destroyer: Yes, I finally found some 'not-so-girly' Disney characters for her. And no, the Emperor has not lost his marbles by any stretch. And I never mentioned the party was for heroes only, I just said it that the villains were dangerous and rarely go to the events. As for Marvel, this is about Lucasfilm's buying out, not theirs.
ThatGirlWhoLovesELO: Yes, that is what was intended. Thanks :)
Cheers: JJZ-109
CHAPTER 8. WELL THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY
Luke felt the beating heat of the lightsaber on his face fade away into cool as the elegant green blade retracted. He shot a glance at Vader, who seemed to have cooled down as well. They never really wanted to fight each other. Luke just had to protect Han before the man went home holding his head in one arm and his balls in the other. He knew Vader would have no hesitation in doing that. The two didn't have a brilliant history, but then again, neither did they. It was the father-son relationship alone that had stopped them from killing each other in the past. But now they felt it was something more than that, something that should have been. But that was so easily destroyed after incidents like these.
They both then looked away from each other, before helping turn all the tables the right way up and sweep all the smashed glass into piles with their feet. They then separated, as the Disney protagonists and antagonists went their different ways, many beaten and bruised. The absence of the crowd revealed the true extent of the mess. The floor was coated in smashed glass, spilt drinks and food, pieces of streamers/confetti and other debris from the brawl.
Luke stood to the side and let everyone depart through the double doors, and as Han walked past, he shot him a murderous look. Han shrugged and clipped his blaster replacement, the whip given to him by that cowboy onto his belt. Leia looked at her brother sadly as she solemnly left the room, and Luke bit his lip. Once the last of the heroes had left, Luke shut the doors and walked back through the messy Function room. In the corner of his eye he caught sight of Sidious, just watching the few people left in the room. He caught sight of Luke after a while, and silently headed out the opposite door. He was in an unusually good mood.
Luke walked over to Mickey, who stood in the middle of the room with his head in his hands. Luke could sense his anger.
"Is there anything I can do to help clean up around here?" Mickey looked at him awkwardly.
"No, nothing. You can go back to your room." Luke nodded and started to turn away from him. "By the way, your friend the Captain is really quite the bundle of trouble. Can you kindly ask him to behave himself?" Mickey requested and Luke sighed.
"Han Solo...you'll learn to love him. Yes, I'll talk to him. I am so sorry about any trouble we caused tonight." Luke apologized sincerely, and Mickey exhaled loudly.
"That's alright. I suppose I shouldn't have gotten so mad. I'm sorry too." Mickey conceded. I don't blame you, really.
Mickey then exited the trashed Function Room, leaving Luke alone with a cleaner that had been called to take care of the mess. He sighed loudly, before turning to look at the cleaner who was the only person who in the immense room with him. She tiredly swept broken glass into a dustbin, before tipping it into a larger garbage bag. It didn't take Luke long to realize who she was. It was the 'MJ' girl from before.
He walked over to her quietly and watched her struggle to lift a tipped over wooden table. He bent down to help her, but she swatted him away and turned to scowl at him. Luke backed away a little and put his hands on his hips.
"I was only trying to help."
"I don't need your help Sci-fi boy." She snapped. Luke looked into her bloodshot eyes and saw the sleeplessness and frustration.
"Why don't you want my help?" Luke asked, wisely deducing that she really did need his help but didn't want it.
"I don't need a man's help." MJ said through gritted teeth as she tried to lift the table. "And its because of you people I have to work until all this is cleaned up."
Luke nodded and watched her give up trying to lift the table, panting. Calmly and gently, he raised a hand...and the table slowly rose from the ground, making MJ's eyes open wide in shock. The table then straightened itself, before gently touching back down onto the ground, standing up this time. Luke smiled at MJ, but she ignored him and kept working.
"MJ isn't it?" Luke asked, and she nodded as she swept up some more glass.
"Well...MJ, I can understand your frustration, and I would like to help you clean this up quicker as an apology on behalf of all of us." Luke offered, and smiled again.
He then proceeded to gently wave a hand across the room, and instantly all the smashed glass seemed to sweep itself into piles; halving the work. She frowned at him.
"Why don't you want my help MJ?" Luke questioned, and she stopped working so she could face him.
"Because you're one of them. A typical movie character that lives out a life of luxury and expects girls like me to do all their dirty work." MJ complained.
"I'm not 'one of them' MJ. My life has been far from luxurious. I've lived a life of war, conflict, betrayal and violence. And I obviously don't expect you to do all my dirty work when I offer to help you." Luke said and folded her arms. MJ sighed angrily. "Anyway, do you work both day and night shifts?"
"Yeah, I do. I work in the Administration by day and maintenance by night. It is the only way I can get enough money." MJ told him.
"Enough money for what?"
"None of your business, Skywalker." She snapped at him, before continuing putting things into her trash bag. "Do you want something Skywalker, or are you just here to annoy me?" She shot him an angry look, her eyes burning like green flames.
"Yes actually. Since you were working in the Admin, I was hoping if you could make up an ID for me. So there are no more instances like back at the gate."
"Okay. Fine." MJ said and drew a pen and notebook, to take down his details.
"Full name?"
"Luke Mark Skywalker."
"Date of birth?"
"By this planet's calendar...25th of May 1977."
"Height?"
"5'9."
"Phone number?"
"Don't have one. Holograms communication code: i6897BE7X."
"Okay..." She finished dotting down the details and pocketed the notebook. "Meet me tomorrow at the Hero Villa Reception, it'll be ready by noon." She told him.
"I'll be there...Anyway, farewell." Luke said and started walking to the door, sighing.
She sure wasn't as bright and cheerful like she had been before. He turned one last time to look her over. He was meeting her tomorrow to collect his new ID that he had requested. It's something I guess...All of a sudden a strange curiosity about her plagued Luke's mind.
Not too long later, in the dungeon...
"Man that lousy Han Solo...I'm not going to be able to sit for a week!" A familiar voice complained. It was followed by a stream of maniacal laughter.
"It's not funny Hook..." The threatening tone only seemed to induce more laughter, and the crazed pirate rolled about the floor, laughing hysterically.
"Hey shut up!" Scar growled, but soon lost his cool. He pounced on Captain Hook and the two were soon locked in an intense wrestle.
"Look at you fools. No wonder we haven't got any respect." The villain known as Frollo shook his head as he watched them fight.
"Man I hate being the bad guy." Hook complained.
"You know, if it weren't for those new sci-fi guys we'd be running with joy."
"Yeah I hate them too." Scar agreed.
"So pushy..."
"And geeky..."
"And stinky..."
"And man are they..." They all reared up to say the last part in unison. "UGLY!" they chuckled amongst themselves. Suddenly another crackly voice startled them.
"Surely Science Fiction characters aren't that bad?" They looked up in surprise to see Darth Sidious just standing there, watching them.
"Oh...Palpatine, its just you. We thought it was somebody important." Hook explained and sighed in relief.
"Yeah...like George Lucas." Scar agreed.
"I see..." Palpatine's eyes narrowed as he watched them.
"Sometimes I just hear that name and I shudder." Hook said.
"George Lucas..." Scar said, looking for his reaction and true to his word he shuddered.
"Ooh, do it again."
"George Lucas...George Lucas GEORGE LUCAS!" They burst into a fit of laughter, and Palpatine put his head in his hands.
"I'm surrounded by nerf-herders..."
"But you're not like them Palpatine, you're one of us!"
"Charmed."
"I like that. He's not the boss but he's still so proud."
"Anyway, did you bring back any food from the party? I'm starving." Frollo complained.
"I don't think you really deserve this. I practically set that up for you, and you couldn't even finish the job..." Palpatine tossed them a few slices of pieces he had saved from the party.
"Well what were we supposed to do? Kill the heroes in front of Mickey?" Frollo asked as he ate.
An evil look swept across Darth Sidious's face. He had brilliantly calculated yet another formidable plan. This time, there would be no escape for anyone. The wretched planet known as 'Terra' or 'Earth' would be destroyed, the power he longed for would be his, and he would have a new apprentice to replace the aging Darth Vader...
"Precisely..." Sidious snarled, and everyone looked up to face him. He then stalked up between them. If this was to work, then he would have to start acting like a Disney villain...
(Be Prepared opening Drumroll)
"I know that your powers of retention, are as wet as a Bantha's backside..."
As he sang, he whacked the pesky metal sword Hook was fiddling with out of his grip.
"But as thick as you are, pay attention! My words are a matter of pride."
"It's clear from your vacant expression, the lights aren't all upstairs..."
"But we're talking Empires and Rebellions...Even YOU can't be caught unawares..."
He whacked most of the villains into attention with the force, and started to lead them up out of the dungeon.
"So prepare for the chance of a lifetime, be prepared for the sensational news."
"A shining new era, is tiptoeing nearer..."
"And what about that blaster-" Palpatine cut Frollo off and shook him by the shoulders.
"Just listen to master."
" I know it sounds sordid, but you'll be rewarded, when at last I am given my dues."
"An injustice deliciously squared...BE PREPARED!"
"Yeah, we'll be prepared...for what?" Hook asked.
"The fall of the heroes!" Palpatine yelled out.
"Why, are they sick?"
"No you twit we're going to kill them. Lucas and Disney too..."
"Great idea! Who needs to be bossed around?" They all started slapping each other high-fives but Palpatine was quick to stop them.
"Idiots there will be a leader! I will be leader! Stick with me...and you'll never be hated again!"
"Long live the Emperor!"
"Long live the Emperor! Long Live the Emperor!" The cry echoed about Disney World as all the other villains joined in. Darth Sidious let out his famous cackle and raised his arms up, signaling for an increase in noise. More and more of the villains joined in the chant, and it slowly grew louder and louder, as they all congregated in Main Street and pumped their fists into the air as they chanted "Long Live the Emperor!" Sidious met Vader atop the main Disney entrance gate and they watched on as the villains marched on in organized lines beneath them. A new Empire was rising.
"Its great that we'll soon be connected, with an Emperor who'll be all time adored..."
"Of course quid pro quo you're expected, to take certain duties on board..."Palpatine sung, and slid a finger across his neck.
"The future is littered with prizes...and though I'm the main addressee..." Palpatine leapt down from his perch and landed gracefully before a few more of the comic villains giggling amongst themselves.
"The point that I must emphasize is..." He drew his crimson bladed lightsaber and slit the belt buckle of the chattering villain who flinched and screamed.
"YOU WON'T GET A SNIFF WITHOUT ME!"
He then leapt further up the castle, which more of the villains were ascending up slowly. He force leapt higher and higher up, sticking to roofs and flat walls.
"So be prepared for the coup of the century..."
"Be prepared, for the murkiest scam!"
"Meticulous planning..."
"Tenacity spanning..."
"Decades of denial, is simply why I'll..."
"Be Emperor Undisputed, respected, saluted and seen for the badass I am!"
"Yes my lightsaber and anger are bared...BE PREPARED!"
He then silenced himself and let his newly inspired army of villains sing for themselves.
"Yes our lightsabers and anger are bared...BE PREPARED!" He did however sing the last part out loud with gusto. He then coughed loudly and violently as all the other villains laughed evilly. His croaky old voice wasn't used to that sort of exercise.
Sidious peered at Vader over his shoulder, who had remained silent throughout the whole song and had his arms folded. He must assume he was part of the plan. How wrong he was.
There could only ever be two.
A master and an apprentice, and Vader would no longer fit either of those categories.
How was that? Fit in well enough? More coming up shortly. And I noticed quite a few of you have taken clues or hints as to the future of this story...
This has been JJZ-109, and as always...Have a nice day.
