The wormhole dropped Cryos out in a gigantic room filled with strange machinery. He easily somersaulted in midair and landed lightly on the ground. He took a deep breath and shouted one word. "WASHU!!!"

Cryos waited a few seconds and a bank of computer monitors nearby lit up. Washu's face appeared on them. She looked a little tired and grease smeared, but still as young as the day he'd met her. Cryos knew that was an illusion and she was actually several thousand years old. But before he could comment on her looks she shouted at him.

"Cryos! You're alive! You fell into a black hole and you're alive! " For the first time since he'd met her, she looked genuinely shocked. "Stay right there! I need to do some tests!" The screens went blank before Cryos could say anything to the scientist.

He sighed. As brilliant and useful as Washu was there were times when she was like a child. He knew her too well to believe she actually cared for his well being, she just had to do tests on something that had actually escaped a black hole.

Less than a minute later, Washu appeared riding on some kind of hover sled. She jumped off and ran almost as if she was going to hug him, but stopped just short and started scanning him with a palm pilot like device. "Well this is disappointing. I'm not detecting any dark matter, or quasar residue, or even any radiation besides what you normally give off. Are you sure you got sucked into a black hole? Cause I don't see any evidence of it."

"Oh! Oh! Scan me!" Draco shouted.

Washu pointed the scanner at Draco. "You are giving off radio waves in both AM and FM strong enough to interfere with radar and bring down small planes."

"I've been eating HAM radios! They taste like bacon if you fry them!" The tiny lizard announced.

"Yes, I'm sure I was in the black hole." Cryos interrupted. "I remember it vividly." He shuddered at the pain of the memory of his very atoms being torn apart. "I ended up in another Universe. I spent about a year recovering my memories and strength, then set out to find a way back to Kentra. I just got back a few hours ago to find my daughter has become a Sith bent on wiping out all life in that Universe. Now I need your help to set things right."

"Well I'm a bit hesitant to go into battle with you again after what happened last time…"

"You won't have to fight."

"Sign me up!"

Cryos hopped on the hover sled with Washu and flew back to the central part of the lab. "I only really need two things I really need from you." He said once they'd reached the machine she had been working on before he arrived. "Remember those gemstones I had you study?"

Washu thought for a moment. "The cousora gems. You found them in the core of a supergiant gas planet that was almost big enough to become a star, but it never ignited. You couldn't break them no matter how hard you tried."

"So did you ever get the chance to study them?" he asked.

"Of course. I synthesized them and use them in my atom smashers. In fact, this machine I was working on uses several to squash atoms into-"

"Yes…" Cryos interrupted. He was in no mood for one of her long winded technical explanations. "I was wondering if you could use them to make me some indestructible armor."

She nodded. "It won't be easy. In a diamond every atom is connected to four other atoms, making a diamond basically one very large molecule with the exception of some cracks that weaken its structure. And even then its still one of the strongest things we know of. In these cousora gems the atoms are extremely close together and form bonds with ten to twelve neighboring atoms. In addition, there's no cracks or flaws cause any with cracks would be torn apart by the extreme pressures."

"But you can do it?"

"This will take extreme concentration." She walked around to the front of the atom smasher. "Quiet please…"

Cryos sat in silence as she raised her hands over the keyboard. She pressed one button and the machine went to work. No more than five seconds later it spat out a folded set of clothes that shimmered and seemed to change color depending on how you looked at them.

"I thought you said it would take concentration!?" Cryos demanded.

"It did, do you have any idea how hard it was to make this machine? Besides, if you'd let me finish telling you about it you would have known that it's actually designed to make cousora armor. Convenient, huh?"

"Ya… Extremely…" Cryos shook his head. "Anyway, the other thing is I need to find someone. All I have to go on is this." Cryos lifted the mangled metal box. "He delivered this to me about ten years ago."

"Did he touch it?" Washu asked.

"I doubt it. The number of beings in that entire Universe that have seen Boba Fett's face and lived to tell the tale could be counted on one hand. He's completely covered by Mandalorian armor."

"Wait, isn't Boba Fett the man who shot Kentra that time?" Washu asked. "Why would you want to find him?"

"We've had a few run-ins over the years and come to an understanding of sorts. He leaves me and my family alone, and I don't interfere with his business. In a way, I respect him. He's ruthless, heartless, and kills without hesitation or regret, but… there's something about him. Of all the bounty hunters and mercenaries I've ever met, and that's a lot, he's the only one that was ever trustworthy."

"How could a bounty hunter be trustworthy?" Washu asked.

"If hired for a job, he does it. He doesn't mess around or do side work. And he never fails. But that's not what I respect. I heard a story from a safe house once. They fought off Fett for three days before he finally managed to get in and take the person inside. But he was so impressed with them, and how well they worked together, that he paid double the money the man he took had promised to pay. And out of his own pocket even."

"He's a pillar among his peers." Washu said sarcastically.

"Seriously, he is!" Cryos handed her the box. "And now I need to find him. I want him to help in the distraction so I can get into Imperial Palace undetected."

"Fine, go make sure your armor fits, I'll see what I can do."

Cryos grabbed the cousora clothes and hopped behind a large machine to change.

The clothes were feather light, and consisted of a pair of pants, a tank top shirt and a long short sleeved shirt that hung open or could be closed with a small clasp. He couldn't believe how comfortable they were. As a test, he tried to rip the shirt. He pulled as hard as he could be the cousora fabric wouldn't give. Satisfied, he went back out to check on Washu's progress.

Draco started jumping up and down when he saw Cryos. "Oh cool! I want clothes like that!"

"We've been through this Draco. You can't wear clothes until you're potty trained."

"Aww… But it's so hard…"

"Anyway, "Washu interrupted. "I managed to find a few fibers of a unique substance on the box. It appears to be some sort cloth padding, but on closer inspection you see each fiber is an electrode that uses excess body fluids; blood, sweat, exc.; to generate electricity. This could power small weapons or recorders that could be built into a suit of armor like you described. Next I set my scanner to track these fibers. You should be able to find your bounty hunter pretty easily now."

"Thanks Washu!" Cryos grabbed the scanner from her hand. "If there's anything I can ever do for you-"

"Actually," She said. "I need some heavy machinery moved."

"Tomorrow." Cryos announced. "Anything you need me to do, starting tomorrow. See ya later!" he announced as he opened a wormhole back to the Universe he just left and dove through with Draco in tow.

"Just for that Cryos, you're reorganizing the entire lab once this is sorted out…"