Disclaimer: Ok folks, I think that it should be obvious that I don't own Star Wars. Just as I don't own any of the other shows/books/movies I use in this story. If for some reason you think that I do, you should call some professional help because you've obviously lost your grip on reality. Oh, and if anyone wonders how my characters can just go and screw up a classic like Star Wars, just know that it's not really Star Wars. It's like an alternate universe that's exactly the same until Cryos shows up and messes with it. The same goes for all the stories we screw up. Tenchi Muyo, Farscape, DBZ, but not Pokemon!! There is only one Pokemon world, and we already killed it!!
Cryos appeared in a new universe riding aboard Drako. He tried to sense his parents presence, but nothing, there never was. He sighed, he had been searching the multiverse with Drako and Elfour for a long time now. In fact, in a few weeks, it will have been exactly thirty years.
Thirty years, how much longer am I supposed to keep searching? He asked himself. On the other hand, look at me, I've got all the time in the Multiverse. Taking his own advice, he looked at what he had become over the years. He hadn't aged a day, his immortality powers had seen to that. (Thankfully they had waited until he was fully grown and in his prime to halt his aging.) He looked like he was twenty to twenty-five. But time had effected him in other ways.
His hair was long and tied in a ponytail in the back. He had been meaning to cut it, for the last three years. It only presented a problem when he went into Super-Sayian mode. (At which point it snapped the band he used to tie it and stuck up wildly as per the standard Super-Sayian) His original Sayian style body armor had long since been destroyed, and instead of getting Washu to make a copy, he had made her make some new stuff. Normal looking clothes mostly, but they were nearly indestructible, and he liked his cape. It wasn't really a cape, more of a long vest with a split going halfway up the back for his tail. He had it made because he was always acting like a superhero. So he wanted to look like one too.
Which brought him to the other reason he kept searching the Multiverse for his parents. All the good he had done. Over the years he had saved so many people, stopped so much evil, that he really couldn't stop. Could anyone with the insane power he had just sit around when bad things were happening? Cryos certainly couldn't.
"Cryos," Elfour startled him out of his thoughts, "that's six new Universes today, you want to take a break?"
"Ya, I guess so." He had gotten depressed lately. Not much was happening and he hadn't had any excitement for awhile. "Drako, set a course for the nearest planet." Drako chirped an affirmative and began to power up his starburst systems. There was a lot of shaking and rattling for a few seconds and then with a burst of light, they shot through space, moving at unbelievable speeds before stopping and settling into a stable orbit around the small jungle planet.
"What's with all this rubble?" Asked Cryos.
"It would appear that something very large and metallic recently exploded near here. Be careful, the metal is too pure to be natural." Warned Elfour.
"We'll be careful." Drako and Cryos chorused. Just to make Elfour shut up, of course. They were never careful.
"Think there are any people down there, Drako?" Asked Cryos.
"Oh, absolutely. I'm landing near a group of spaceships."
"WHAT? Don't do that!" Screamed Elfour in a panic. "They could be dangerous. They may try to eat you, they might-" She would have kept going had Cryos not long ago come up with a plan to shut her up. When Washu made him a new outfit, he had her make one of the pockets soundproof. And now, taking the little squawk-box from around his neck, he put her into the soundproof pocket. Now she could scream all she wanted and no one would have to listen to her.
Meanwhile, Drako was just landing. He had found a small clearing less than a mile from where the fleet of tiny one-person spacecraft they had scanned from orbit. Cryos decided to wait for a minute to see if anyone showed up, and they did. It was a group of five, three men, a woman, and a tall, hairy alien, all carrying weapons. Cryos thought back a few years to when he had seen a similar alien. Now what was it called again? He thought to himself. A Woobiee? No, Wookiee! That's it.
One young man in the group was obviously the leader, and they came up very slowly and quietly. Cryos could hear them speaking, he had heard their language before, other people spoke it in other universes. But he doubted that they would be able to understand him, so he listened for a few moments, and took the time and reset his translator microbes. Washu had upgraded them so that Cryos could reset them and they would make him speak another language. Really she had done it for her connivance rather than Cryos's. He was going through the translator grenades faster than she could make them. But it made things easier for Cryos as well. Most people didn't appreciate being sprinkled with powder by someone they couldn't understand.
The first one to speak was a man in the back of the group. He asked, "What is that thing?"
"I don't know," Another responded, "but it looks alive."
"It is alive." Responded the leader. "I can sense it. And it's intelligent as well."
"I don't know about that last part." Muttered Cryos.
"HAY!" Said Drako. Causing the people outside to jump. They didn't know what he had said, they just heard a screech like a dinosaur.
The leader of their group continued, "It knows we're here. And there's more, I can feel another mind inside it. Also smart, cunning, and very powerful."
"Well, the guy knows how to pay a compliment." Cryos stated. "If he knows I'm here, I might as well come out. Open up." He told Drako before dropping down the hole in the floor and landing on Drako's tongue. (Now THAT was one of the few things he'd never gotten used to.) And then he waited for Drako's mouth to slowly open. When it had finished, he leapt out, landing in the dirt on his bare feet. Spooking the crap out of everyone except for the leader of the group. He alone seemed calm, almost as if he had been expecting him. Everyone else just leveled their weapons at him.
"Who, or what, are you?" The man asked him.
"My name is Cryos, as for what I am, well that's a complicated question. I don't suppose you've ever heard of Sayians or Ice-Jins?" They just looked at him. "I didn't think so." In all his travels, he had never encountered another Sayain or Ice-Jin. Humans turned up almost everywhere though. "Well, for your purposes, I'm a Sayian. Really, I'm a hybrid, but I'm more Sayian than anything else."
The looks he got back from them made him at first think that his translator microbes hadn't reset properly, but then the leader of the group motioned for the others to lower their weapons, and stepped forward, holding out his hand, which Cryos took in a firm handshake. "Sorry," The man (really a boy, as he was barely eighteen) said, "We've been fighting a war, and we just won, but now we have a very hard mission ahead of us. We're kind of on edge. My name's Luke Skywalker, and this is my sister Leia, and some of our friends Han Solo," Gesturing to the one man standing behind him. "Chewbacca," He pointed at the hairy Wookiee. "And one of the best X-Wing pilots in the Rebellion, Wedge Antilles." He indicated the other human.
"Ask about food!" Squawked Drako. Scaring them again.
"Not now, Drako." Cryos scolded. He saw more blank looks from those gathered around him, and explained. "That's Drako. He said to ask about food. Oh and I almost forgot, this is Elfour." He drew the little whiner from his pocket. "See Elfour, I told you they weren't dangerous."
"Well they could have been." The little droid huffed. "Remember those people who thought I was the incarnation of their devil?"
Ignoring her, Cryos turned back to the group of people and said, "I really need to apologize, this must seem extremely weird to you. We travel from one Universe to the next, searching for my parents. Universes… Oh I don't know how to explain it, there are an infinite number of Universes, forming what we call the Multiverse. My parents are lost in the Multiverse, And me and my sister have been searching for the last thirty years. Drako is a genetically engineered spaceship-creature, and Elfour is suppose to be an assistant, but she's not very good at it."
"Can we eat now?" Drako interrupted again.
"Oh fine! Drako isn't gonna shut up until he eats something."
"Uh," Started Han Solo, "just how much food would something that big eat?"
"Quite a bit." Admitted Cryos, "But probably not as much as you'd think. Show um Drako!" As he held out his arm for Drako to perch on, Drako started to shrink, collapsing in on himself until he was back to his small form, the little foot long lizard with a bird's beak and feathery wings. The whole group just kind of gaped. Even Skywalker, who had seemed quite good with the whole inter-dimensional travel thing, was caught off guard by it.
Cryos always enjoyed freaking people out. It was something that seemed to come naturally to him. But apparently Skywalker decided not to ask how Drako could transform. As they started back the toward the clearing he just said "You missed the party last night. We blew up the Death Star in orbit. You probably saw the wreckage on the way in. The Death Star was a giant Imperial battle station the size of a moon. It was armed with a turbolaser large enough to blow up a planet." He watched for a shocked look on Cryos's face, but there was none. "Maybe you didn't hear me. The laser could destroy a planet in one shot, in a matter of seconds."
Cryos suddenly looked at him, "Oh, I'm sorry, should I be impressed that something can blow up a planet? I could do that without breaking a sweat." He saw four doubtful human faces and one Wookie with an unreadable expression on his. "Alright then, you need proof? Here's proof." He raised his hand toward the smallest of this planet's moons. He didn't want cause too much more rubble or people would have a hard time getting off planet. He powered up a beam, took careful aim, and fired. The energy blast struck it's target, of course, it's kinda hard to miss a moon. But now, there was no moon. And Cryos was getting tired of seeing gaping faces looking at him. "Don't even bother asking how I do that. It's all just controlling my body's energy. I'll make you a deal, I'll will help you with this mission you said you had coming up. Because I've been bored out of my mind the last few months. So what's going on?"
Han Solo began "Until about twenty years ago the galaxy was controlled by the Old Republic. But then Senator Palpinteine took over, declaring himself Emperor and creating his Empire. The imperials ruled by fear and violence. But we formed a Rebel Alliance, and yesterday, we blew up the Death Star with Palpinteine inside. Now we need to take Coroscant. The capital world and one of the most heavily guarded. It won't be easy. Are you sure you want to help?"
"Oh absolutely. The most interesting thing I've done for a long time was beating up on Drako when he refused to leave a world."
"I had my reasons." Objected the little lizard.
"Drako, a girl lizard who doesn't even acknowledge your presence is not a reason."
"Maybe not to you it isn't, but to me Angella was a goddess."
"Since when did she have a name?"
"Since about twenty minutes ago."
Cryos had to stop for a second and think about this. But in the end, all he could say was "Drako, you're hopeless."
He was actually rather glad when they arrived at the village. Now Drako would be too busy eating to bother him much. The woman in the group he had met turned to him and spoke the first words he had heard her say. "Welcome to Endor, welcome to the Ewock village."
