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Cryos literally ripped the heavy metal box in half. He was in no mood to try to figure out the complicated latch. Inside was a small holo-projector.

The projector flickered to life. "Well Cryos, lets get down to business." Said the floating head of Darth Posh. "Get out that little droid you wear around your neck and I'll display the location." Cryos got Elfour out from his pocket. She was worse than Draco anymore, constantly babbling about what she thought was the right thing to do.

"Oh my, what's this?" She asked as the projection flickered in a rapid-fire show of star charts.

"Just remember it, I'll explain later." Cryos said. Then, when it was over, he looked at the tiny droid in his hand. "I need you to contact my sister, Zeethra."

"Certainly, but, is something wrong? And does this have any relation to the distortions in my chronometer?"

"Just do it." Cryos said, using the last of his patience.

Elfour was quiet for a moment, then spoke. "Communication established with Elfive, however communication with Zeethra has not been confirmed. Wait, connection with Mewtwo established. Now we have a connection with Zeethra. Patching through…"

Suddenly, Zeethra's voice came through Elfour's tiny speaker. "Hay Cryos, long time no see. What's up?"

"Eh, just a minor problem. Seems a mind-controlling Dark Jedi has managed to suck away some of my power in a recent trip to the past and spent the last thousand years planning revenge for me since I killed him. Of course, he's undead now, so killing him could get kinda tricky."

"Um… you don't take a break, do you?"

Cryos, I know your plan, and yes, I agree to help. Mewtwo's 'voice' came not from Elfour's speaker, but directly from the cat-like creature. His thought waves were not restricted in space or time. Once he'd had contact with your mind, he could speak to you from anywhere.

"What plan?" Asked Zeethra

Cryos wishes my help in keeping him free from mind-control while he battles the Sith lord.

Cryos started to say "I can explain my own plans!", but Mewtwo said Sorry, I'll let you explain your own plans from now on.

"That's really annoying… Anyway, could you guys come over here? Talking into this tiny speaker is annoying too."

"Sure, just one second." Zeethra said. "My portal generator is tracking your location now. Got it, cya in a second."

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a wormhole appeared in the street next to them. Zeethra stepped out, Draca fluttered behind and Mewtwo floated in last.

Yamna saw them and ran over. "Auntie Zeethra!" She cried as she hugged her aunt's leg. She jumped over to Mewtwo and he levitated her up into the air. She laughed in joy as she soared over her parent's heads.

"So," Zeethra started. "You'd better explain what's going on here. And why you're bald."

"Well…" Cryos started off his story, which lasted close to an hour. "So you see it's rather important that we get a move on and do take care of this before those bombs go off."

"Yes, it is." Zeethra turned to Mewtwo. "Do you think you can protect us from the Sith's mind control?"

In all likelihood, no, or at least, not all of you. I could defiantly protect myself and one, perhaps two others. But no more. I am sorry that I cannot be of more use.

"No, that's good." Cryos told him. "We only need one or two of us there. And without you we couldn't go at all. Anyway, enough wasting time. First thing's first: we need to eat."

Draco and Draca perked up at those words. They fluttered in little circles around him screaming "FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD!"

"There isn't enough food on this whole planet to feed you all." Said Luke.

Draco and Draca both instantly transformed into ships. "To Courosant!" Draco boomed.

"For once, they have a point." Said Zeethra. "We'll meat up again there. Lets go."

Cryos nodded and the groups climbed into their respective ships. Luke climbed aboard Draco after making a call from a small comlink on his wrist. "Well we have to give them some advance warning." He explained to Cryos. "They have a hard enough time feeding you Draco and Yamna, but now there are two more big eaters on their way."

"Race, race, race, race, race." Draca's voice came through the speakers and Draco's started to eco hers moments later.

"Hang on, this is going to be a bumpy ride..."

No one really understood how Starburst worked. Well, Washu could explain it, but no one could understand her either. Cryos just knew that it was similar to the wormholes they used to travel between dimensions and it got you from one place to another almost instantaneously. During that in-between time you apparently, according to Washu anyway, existed in every possible place in the Universe at once, then stabilized at one point.

It was a very difficult thing to do, Washu still couldn't make a machine that could do it. And she wouldn't ever risk making another Draco or Draca. Two of them were more than enough.

Anyway, this starburst was rather rough. Cryos swore he saw the same planet through the window at least three times. This was supposed to be impossible, again according to Washu, but Cryos wouldn't put it past Draco to find a way to do doughnuts in a higher plane of existence.

Draco flickered back into the reality a split second before Draca. "No fair!" She cried. "You know your way around here better!"

"I still win!" And zipped down towards the planet. By the time they arrived at Imperial Center alarms were going off, mostly in the kitchen where two-hundred chiefs and droids were hard at work making enough food to feed a small army.

"Now I see why you hang around here." Zeethra said when she saw a huge table piled high with food from a hundred different planets.

"That's part of it." Cryos said as Draco and Draca flew face-first into the piles of food, causing a small explosion.

Cryos nodded at the serving droids and then at the crowd of people watching through a thick piece of transpersteel. There never failed to be spectators, no matter how short the notice was. And they always got a good show too. He sat down at the table and ducked under a flying bone that Draca had spit out, then he dug in.

Zeethra was right behind him as they scarfed down enough food to choke a Rancor. Cryos ate twelve bowls of thick stew from a distant world he had visited once before moving on to the next item on the table. Meanwhile Zeethra was eating all the legs off of some kind of roast centipede like creature almost ten feet long. It looked gross, but was actually quite tasty.

Yamna was eating almost at fast as they were, and the lizards seemed to be swimming in the food. Mewtwo and Kentra ate a modest plate each.

Small cleaning droids were scurrying over the window so the spectators could see. There was even food stuck to the ceiling.

Eventually, everyone had eaten their fill. They sat back, full and satisfied.

"Elfour," Cryos called out. "How much time is left?"

"Twenty-three hours, four minutes and nineteen seconds." She answered immediately.

"Alright, Draco, get up here!" Draco popped up out of a pile of food and squawked before splattering back down in a large pot of stew. Cryos pulled him back out and looked him in his annoying little face. "Ok Draco, pay attention. Elfour is going to show you where to go. And we need to go right there. We don't need to find a planet of the lizards like last time."

"Planet of the lizards?" Zeethra asked.

"Ya, a planet of lizards that Draco thought were all in love with him. It took a long time to get him to leave."

"But that planet was fun!" Draco protested.

"It was like having a whole planet of yous!"

"I stand by my opinion…"

"You would. But this time it is important. We have to go there fast or people will die. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" He squawked, then thought it over and said "No."

"Ok, then how about we get there fast or little pieces of you will be spread out evenly from here to there. Do you understand that?"

"Perfectly, when do we leave?"

"Now, let's go." Cryos pushed past a serving druid bidding them farewell and a safe trip on his way out.

Mewtwo teleported past him and blocked his way. Cryos, do you think it is wise to go straight there? Who knows what tricks and traps the Sith could have set up in a thousand years. Perhaps it would be wiser to travel back in time again to when he was not as well established and fight him then.

"No, that won't work." Elfour said. "If we went back in time and killed him then he wouldn't be here now to bother us."

Cryos looked at the tiny druid hanging around his neck. "I don't quite get all that, but it seems that we can't go back and fight him."

Mewtwo gave a mental sigh. Very well, I shall do my best to protect you. But you must realize that Darth Posh knows about me and my powers. He would surely have taken some kind of precautions.

"I know…" Cryos said sadly. "But we can't just sit here and let those worlds be annihilated. Draco," He tossed the lizard into the air and he quickly transformed into his spaceship form. Zeethra joined him and soon Draca was floating in the sky next to Draco.

Cryos smiled. "Besides, I haven't lost yet, I don't intend to start now."