Chapter 3

The next day Darth Warious going meet the prop-maker when a loud sound came from above her head. Looking up she saw a ship coming in at a very unsafe velocity. It just barely missed the top of her house before crashing into her back yard.

Groaning at the thought of seeing her precious hideaway in the wood destroyed Warious went around the back to see what the damage was.

Fortunately the forest itself was unharmed however there was a smoldering ruin of a ship 25 feet before it.

By this time Darth Maul was dressed and outside to find out what all the noise was. Upon seeing the wreckage Maul looked questioningly at his sister. "What did you do this time?"

"I didn't!" Warious protested.

A noise came from the wreckage like someone was inside. Darth Maul stepped forward with a sigh and sliced off a side of the ship so the trapped inhabitant could get out.

Warious put out the rest of the fire with the force and out stepped a fat man in an Imperial officer's suit.

Maul looked over at Warious as she groaned aloud in despair at recognizing the man who stepped out.

Warlord Zsinj looked around his surroundings first noticing a red and black Zabarak male with a metal rod in his hand then noticing the humanoid teen not to far from the Zabarak.

Zsinj recognized the female and ran forward arms outstretched. "Warious my dear!" Zsinj exclaimed coming forward. But Darth Warious ran and hid behind her brother before he got near. Zsinj stopped.

"Keep away from me Zsinj or I'll rip you open from your fat neck down!" Warious called from behind the very confused Zabarak known as Darth Maul.

Zsinj smirked, "You're still your charming self Warious."

"And you still smell like Bantha Poodoo!" She called back.

"WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON?!" A very confused and angry Darth Maul yelled.

"Maul this is Captain Zsinj. Zsinj this is Darth Maul and he can rip you apart for me." Warious 'explained'.

"Excuse me? I am a Warlord. Not a captain." Zsinj pointed out.

"In your dreams sleemo!" Warious shot back still hiding behind Maul.

Darth Maul sighed and stopped any further insults from being hurled around. "Warious you have something to do so go do it!"

Grateful for this opportunity Warious ran off to find a Miss Éowyn about the prop designs and set for the house of horror.

Zsinj looked like he was about to tail her but noticed that Darth Maul was staring intently at him.

"Where do you think you are going?" Maul asked leaning against the house in false causality leaving Zsinj no way to answer without trouble and skillfully blocking him from Darth Warious' previous escape route.

Warious drove to the place she was to meet up with the set/prop designer. They had agreed to meet at a small café through an underling sent to do her bidding.

Warious arrived a few minutes early to order some food and drink before the meeting.

Now Warious was not the tallest of beings. In fact, most were taller then her, and being almost 5'2" it really was an embarrassing height.

While she was ordering her food another female of her height showed up. She had a lightsaber hanging from her belt and had green hair. Not the most normal thing one would see in New Hampshire as most of them wore pink or purple.

Not really able to help herself Warious asked the woman if she was from out of town.

"You could say that," The woman replied, "I'm from Canada."

"Are you a Jedi or a Sith?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because you have a lightsaber. Or did you steal it from Luke Skywalker?" Warious asked remembering what one of her friends used to write about online concerning lightsabers.

"Actually I stole this one from my master Jandalf."

Warious knew who Jandalf was, assuming there is only one Jandalf in the universe.

"Jandalf the Orange? Then you're Éowyn Skywalker!" Warious exclaimed.

Éowyn looked suspicious and backing away asked, "How do you know that?"

"You haven't guessed? I'm the only Middle-earthian form New Hampshire that I know of...I'm Darth Warious."

A/N: Cliff hanging starts here. Please review.