Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan or George Lucas.
Enter all Jedi, at the Jedi Praxeum, preparing for battle at the Temple of the Blueleaf Cluster.
Luke. [aside] This is the biggest military operation I've ever seen at the Praxeum. Everyone is at the clearing, dressed in full battle armor. But this time it isn't for bolo-ball. Cabin nine has set up traps around the entrance to the Graveyard: razor wire, pits filled with pots of baradium, rows of sharpened sticks to deflect a charge. Ganner Rhysode is manning two catapults, already primed and aimed at the Temple of the Blueleaf Cluster. The Barabels are on the front line, drilling in phalanx formation with Saba calling orders. Cabins seven and eleven are scattered in the forest with bows ready. Many have taken up positions in the trees. Even the Melodies are armed with bows, and the Corellians trot around with wooden cudgels and shields made of rough tree bark.
Mara departs to join Kyle Katarn and the other children of Ashla, who would serve to direct operations. At the command tent stands Jurokk, guarding as usual.
Yun-Q'aah's children run around straightening everybody's armor, and even the sons of Qel-Droma have found something to do, providing all every soldier with hydration.
Yoda shakes his head in dismay.
Yoda. It isn't enough.
As Corran takes Mirax aside to deliver his news about Yu'shaa, Lowbacca helps the children of Yun-Ne'Shel prepare for battle.
Stay with me, Luke. When the fighting begins, I want you to wait until we know what we're dealing with. You must go where we most need reinforcements.
Luke. I saw Palpatine. I looked straight into his eyes. It was Caedus . . . But it wasn't.
Yoda. He had yellow feral eyes, I would guess. And in his presence, time seemed to turn to liquid.
Luke. [nods] How could he take over a mortal body?
Yoda. I do not know, Luke. Gods have assumed the shapes of mortals for ages. But to actually become one . . . to merge the divine form with the mortal. I don't know how this could be done without Jacen's form turning into ashes.
Luke. Palpatine said his body had been prepared.
Yoda. I shudder to think what that means. But perhaps it will limit Palpatine's power. For a time, at least, he is confined to a human form. It binds him together. Hopefully, it also restricts him.
Luke. Yoda. If he leads the attack . . .
Yoda. I do not think so, my boy. I would sense if he were drawing near. No doubt he planned to. But I believe you inconvenienced him when you pulled down his throne room on top of him . . . you and your friend Kyp, son of Bogan.
Luke. I'm sorry, Yoda. I know I should have told you. It's just . . .
Yoda. I understand why you did it, Luke. You felt responsible. You sought to protect him. But my boy, if we are to survive this war, we must trust each other. We must . . .
The ground trembles as the Sith army approaches the Graveyard entrance.
Saba. Lock shieldz.
The Sith army charges into the Jedi Praxeum, a dozen gundarks in the lead. The gundarks charge at the Barabels and throw them aside, knocking Yun-Yammka's cabin aside.
Ganner. Fire.
Yun-Ne'Shel's children activate the catapults, hurling boulders at the gundarks, actually managing to knock one of them down. Simultaneously, Yavin's children fire arrows at the gundarks. A few gundarks die, but not all.
At that moment, a wave of Killiks charge into the Praxeum. As they spread out throughout the academy, a few Killiks fall into Ganner's traps, becoming easy targets for Yavin's archers. Another Killik steps on a baradium explosive and dies in a gulf of flame. Many more charge into the Praxeum, leading Jurokk and the children of Ashla to charge into battle, activating their lightsabers as they run into battle. Mara duels with a Killik, while Lowbacca wrestles with a gundark.
Yoda easily takes out gundarks and Killiks but more emerge. Finally, a vornskr charges into the Praxeum and attacks the Corellians.
Yoda. Go!
Luke activates his lightsaber and charges at the vornskr.
Enter Biggs Darklighter, the dark-haired son of Qel-Droma, who duels with one of the Dark Jedi who have charged into the Praxeum. The Dark Jedi stabs Biggs in the arm and hits him over the head with his hilt. Biggs dies.
Another Dark Jedi sets the forest ablaze, sending the archers and the Melodies in retreat.
Several Killiks charge toward the center of the Praxeum, away from all but Kyp.
Luke. Kyp.
Kyp kills a Noghri, then looks to where Luke indicates. Turning to face the Killiks, Kyp raises his lightsaber.
Kyp. Serve me.
Several undead soldiers - Old Republic, Imperial, Rebel, Chiss, and Empire of the Hand - rise from beneath the ground and charge at the Killiks. As they fight off the Killiks, Kyp collapses to the ground.
Luke charges at the vornskr, who is sending the Corellians into retreat.
Luke. O!
The vornskr snarls at Luke and pounces on him, knocking him backward. As the Jedi falls, he discovers a thermal detonator and tosses it into the vornskr's mouth. The vornskr catches ablaze and dies.
Luke hurries to check on the vornskr's would-be Corellian victim, when he hears Corran's voice.
Corran. Luke.
Luke runs to find that Mirax's tree has caught fire, and she and Corran are trying put it out. Using the Force powers gifted to him by Vader, Luke summons a wave of water which puts out the fire.
Thanks, Luke.
Luke. No problem.
Luke, Corran, and Mirax charge into the center of the battle.
Enter Isard, wielding her twin amphistaffs.
The Jedi and their allies flee from Isard, only to be tramples by gundarks and vornskrs.
Yoda. Minions of Xendor!
Yoda fires an arrow at Isard, but she easily dodges the strike.
Lowbacca knocks his gundark unconscious and runs at the Jedi lines.
Lowbacca. Stand. Do not run from her. Fight.
A vornskr pounces on Lowbacca, and the two roll away.
Isard charges at the command tent and smashes it flat.
Mara arrives at Luke's side, her azure lightsaber ablaze.
Mara. This might be it.
Luke. Could be.
Mara. Nice fighting with you, Farmboy.
Luke. Ditto.
Luke and Mara charge at Isard. Isard slices at Luke, a strike he dodges. As he distracts her, Mara tries to attack from behind, to no avail. Isard blocks Mara's lightsaber, forcing the Jedi to retreat backward to avoid a bite from her amphistaff.
[aside] Just being near this thing makes me feel faint. [to Mara] Come on. We need help.
Luke and Mara look around, but each Jedi is too busy fighting other Sith allies. Yoda is their only ally here, and Isard seems easily able to deflect his arrows.
Mara. Now.
Luke and Mara charge as one at Isard. They almost manage to stab her, but Isard lashes at them; the Jedi are forced to leap backward to avoid the amphistaff strike. Isard knocks Luke and Mara backward and raises her amphistaffs, laughing with glee.
Enter Baas, Chewbacca, and Drang.
As Baas activates his lightsaber, Drang pounces at Isard.
Baas. Good boy.
Lowbacca. Chewbacca.
Chewbacca. Hail, little brother. Stand firm.
As Drang leaps out of the way, Chewbacca lifts up a series of boulders and tosses them on top of Isard, crushing her. She dies.
The Jedi cheer, and a few among the Sith start to retreat.
Saras. Slay them. Kill them all, or Palpatine will flay you alive.
Gundarks, vornskrs, Killiks, Dark Jedi, and Noghri charge at the Jedi for one more attack. One gundark takes Yoda from behind and breaks his led. Six gundarks, then, rush at the fallen Jedi Master.
Luke. No.
As Luke charges at the gundarks, Corran reaches into the Force and unleashes the power of Yu'shaa: a loud bellow which sends a wave of fear through the Sith combatants. In sheer terror, the Sith army retreats, headed back into the Graveyard.
Luke and Mara kneel down before Yoda.
Are you all right?
Yoda. How embarrassing. I think I will be fine. Fortunately, we do not shoot Chironians . . . with broken legs.
Mara. You need help. I'll get a medic from cabin seven.
Yoda. No. There are more serious injuries to attend to. I am fine. Go. But Corran, later we must talk about how you did that.
Luke glances at Corran with approval.
Luke. That was amazing.
Corran. [blushes] I don't know where that came from.
Mirax embraces Corran.
Mirax. I do.
Lowbacca kneels down near Kyp.
Lowbacca. Luke. Come quick. It is Kyp.
Luke, Mara, and Corran approach Kyp, discovering him to be unconscious.
Luke. Get some bacta.
Enter Tesar Sebatyne, who hands Luke a canteen of bacta.
Luke feeds the bacta to Kyp. Upon consuming the bacta, Kyp coughs and comes to consciousness.
Kyp. What happened? Can you talk?
Kyp. I've never tried to summon so many before. I . . . I'll be fine.
Kyp looks up and takes notice of Baas.
Vodo-Siosk Baas.
Baas. Yes, my boy. I made a critical error. I have come to correct it.
As Drang cleans Baas's wounds, Chewbacca stands in a crowd of Jedi, who are admiring his skill.
I found the Rwook Wookiee as I came through the Graveyard. It seems he had the same idea, to come help. But he was lost. And so we fell in together. We both came to make amends.
Lowbacca cheers.
Lowbacca. Chewie. I knew you would come.
Chewbacca. I did not know. But you reminded me who I am, Lowbacca. You are the hero.
As Lowbacca looks uncomfortable, Luke pats him on the back.
Luke. I knew that a long time ago. [to Baas] But Master Baas . . . the Sith army is still down there. Even without the blood trail, they'll be back. They'll find a way sooner or later, with Palpatine leading them.
Baas deactivates his lightsaber and clips it to his belt.
Baas. You are right. As long as the Graveyard is here, your enemies can use it . . . which is why the Graveyard cannot continue.
Mara. But you said the Graveyard is tied to your life force. As long as you're alive . . .
Baas. Yes, my young architect. When I die, the Graveyard will die as well. And so I have a present for you.
Baas hands Mara one of his datapads.
My work is here. It's all I managed to save from the fire - notes on projects I never started, some of my favorite designs. I couldn't develop these over the last few millennia. I did not dare reveal my work to the mundane world. But perhaps you will find it interesting.
Mara accepts the datapad.
Mara. You're giving me this? But this is priceless. This is worth . . . I don't even know how much.
Baas. Small compensation for the way I have acted. You were right, Mara, about children of Ashla. We should be wise, and I was not. Someday you will be a greater architect than I ever was. Take my ideas and improve them. It is the least I can do before I pass on.
Luke. Bloah. Pass on? But you can't just kill yourself. That's wrong.
Baas. [shakes his head] Not as wrong as hiding from my crimes for two millennia. Genius does not excuse evil, Luke. My time has come. I must face my punishment.
Mara. You won't get a fair trial. The spirit of Exar Kun sits in judgment . . .
Baas. I will take what comes and trust in the justice of the Netherworld, such as it is. That is all we can do, isn't it?
Baas makes eye contact with Kyp.
Kyp. Yes.
Baas. Will you take my soul for ransom, then? You could use it to reclaim your sister.
Kyp. No. I will help you release your spirit. But Ahsoka has passed. She must stay where she is.
Baas. [nods] Well done, son of Bogan. You are becoming wise. [to Luke] One last favor, Luke Skywalker. I cannot leave Drang alone. And she has no desire to return to the Netherworld. Will you care for him?
Luke glances down at Drang.
Luke. Yes. Of course I will.
Baas. Then I am ready to see my son . . . and Cray. I must tell them how sorry I am.
Kyp raises his lightsaber.
Kyp. Your time has long since come. Be released and rest.
Baas dies, taking the Graveyard with him.
Drang howls with grief.
Luke. Come on. We have work to do.
Exit all.
