The continuation will occur...
as promised.
As Riku remained at Mickey's apartment using his resources to find other origins of the assassin, Mickey set off in his own secret mission. His ship came in warp mode as the colorful vessel approached a emerald marble swirled by occasional sapphires and mainly whites. The Gummi Ship descended down into the surface of the planet to find still that shining beacon of hope he encountered years before. The ship found itself being tracked by strange grey ships emitting an erie roar.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to visit Senator Bail Organa."
The pilot snapped, "And who are you to see him?"
"An old friend."
The pilot snarled again, "Listen, Mr. Friend. The Senator is a very busy man! He doesn't have time to waste on bottom feeders such as yourself so buzz off to the civillian sector before you get blasted."
Another transmission interupted by a familiar, serine voice, "What's going on here?"
"This scumbag claims to be in assosciation with you, Senator Organa."
Mickey defended, "Senator, do you remember me?"
Organa immediately commanded, "Let him in!"
Flanked by Alderaanian Guard, the Senator rushed out of the palace to the guest's docking where a small mouse in black robes approached the group. The guards almost raised their weapons to have the senator dismiss them.
"It's a pleasure to see you, your Majesty." Greeted Bail.
"I wish I could say the same, Senator."
The two came to reserve his office for private discussion.
"So how can I be of services?"
"I heard the Republic is no more."
Bail sighed, "It's a death penalty even to mention the Republic. Palpatine has extended his powers beyond the Senate."
"What of the Jedi?"
"Fugitives of the Empire. My daughter was to contact one on Tatooine, but I'm unsure of her successes. I hear of a ship captured above the planet."
"Where's Yoda?" asked the King.
"I believe he's in the Dagobah system. You musn't be followed though." he warned.
"I won't be a problem, Senator. Thank you."
"Why of the sudden urge to come here?"
Mickey sighed, "There's turmoil in our own system. Perhaps the same fight you folks went through decades ago."
The senator advised, "Be careful, your Majesty. Within war is corruption."
"Thank you, Senator."
Swarms of winged beasts roaring above masses of Heartless marching in cadence dominated the grounds of Lucasia. Lord Saul just longed for the proper moment to mobilize his growing force to find a holograph of the Emperor.
"Yes, Lord Sidious." he hissed.
"Lord Saul. If you're to be of signifigance, cancel your plans with the Persians."
The Dark Lord's stomach dropped, "Excuse me."
"I would prefer if you cancelled your plans with the Perisans. We have something of greater signifigance over here."
Saul protested, "What of my dominance here?"
"Patience, Dark Lord. We must take this one board at a time. If we're to be a successful Empire, we're to assure our absolute dominance above all."
Thermopalye
"Leonidas."
"What is it, Marluxia?"
"It appears we can no longer help you."
Leonidas's blood boiled and started mentally shouting accusations.
"You think we need your interference with the strentgh of the Spartans! Then you're very wrong. You can be like the sculptors and potters and flee at the sight of might! Spartans, tonight we dine in hell!"
"Good luck, you insolent fool!"
Mickey approached the boggy planet and found his ship to be crashing into trees only to slow the ship down and smoothly land it next to a nearby lake. He departed and found a dreary, wet place. This back-water world was certainly an unlikly retreat for Masters such as Yoda. Has the Empire really driven him into such desparate hours? He then sensed something only to find it was a tree...not just a tree. Darkness lurked in that tree. He was about to enter to hear somthing.
"Stop! Go in there, do not!"
Only one person he knew spoke in such a speech. He smiled and looked to see the Jedi Master. He seemed worn down and well aged. It was a while since the two seen eachother. The being just chuckled.
"In such a place, a King should not be. What is it you seek, your Majesty?"
Mickey explained, "Well, actually there's problems in our own worlds."
"Aaaaahhh, many problems to fix, but so little to work with? Hmmm?" Even in all seriousness, the Master could make it so simply amusing with summing the situation. But even after a moment, grimace contorted the Jedi Master's face.
"A hero, you got. Hope, do we barely have. Work with our hope, Obi-Wan does."
Mickey was puzzled suddenly, "So Obi-Wan is training someone."
The master chuckled, "No, not just anyone it is. Had children, young Skywalker had."
"Wait? Anakin had children?"
"If meet young Skywalker you do, tell him you must not. When mature, he shall know."
His cryptic explanation was enough to indicate that whoever it was seemed to be recently illuminated to the events, just as Sora was years ago.
"Well, we also need help over here. Remember when you folks had the Clone Wars?"
Yoda grimaced once more and sensed Mickey's thoughts. Yoda looked back with a serious expression.
"Be careful, you must. Be weary of the politicians. Take advantage, they will do just as Palpatine has all along."
"I am sorry." Mickey genuinely expressed.
Yoda waved his hand to dismiss the apology, "Linger in our mistakes we must not. Moving on is the only right thing to do in very dark times."
"So, Master Yoda. Would you mind if we could get some assistance for our cause?"
"My fight, it is not."
Mickey frowned at the Master's humble reply, though Mickey could sense some kind of hope within Yoda's next words.
"On Yavin IV, you may find help. There, the Rebellion gathers."
"Thank you very much, Master. And may the Force be with you."
"May the Force be with you, your Majesty."
And the King left behind Dagobah to find this mentioned planet, the image of a green orb revolving around a large gaseous red orb.
How far will this go? When will the two worlds connect? What of the Radiant Republic?