Melinda's Wrath
Part I
note: I know it has been almost a year since I last updated so here is the continuance of my fan fic
Oh and also everything except for Melinda belongs to Lucas and all that…blah.
Melinda trudged blindly onward. The small buildings in the distance just kept getting smaller. Oh well as long as she could get her beloved empire back. Of course her older brother Luke, may whatever god there is squish his ugly face, was going to be awfully surprised when she threw him personally into a dungeon for kidnapping her.
Well at least she still had her back up.
Blandly Melinda pulled a small key chain light saber out of a hidden pocket. She flicked the switch and the small blade began to whiz in the air as she twirled it about her fingers. Amazingly the actual blade never contacted her skin; it came close, but never actually.
After what seemed like hours listening to the small whispering voices in her head Melinda finally stumbled into the arms of a poor small ugly little creature. No wonder the buildings had seemed to be getting farther away. They were tiny. Anyway back to the plot, the small creature whose name happened to be unpronounceable in this tongue, or any other for that matter, dragged the girl back to his small hut. There he force fed her nasty bug remains and stagnant water.
In truth he needn't have force fed her; she would have lapped the gunk up, being who she is and all. When the sun set that night Melinda, unfortunately was introduced to the rest of the small sand tribal people all with unpronounceable names who then worshipped her as a goddess. Now that we have a God that is apparently, Melinda could ever so not politely squish her elder Brother Luke's face.
But before she could do this, she desperately needed to get the natives on her side. So she showered them with praise of the most disgusting sort which they all soaked up like sponges. The sorry little bunch of small people. Soon Melinda started to demand sacrifices as all goddesses do, much to their people's distaste.
After a few weeks worth of sacrifices the much depleted population of the unpronounceable peoples put her on a strange looking desert horse with wings and sent her off.
Meanwhile….
"Senator Palpatine, get off the furniture!" Leia screamed.
"Leia hon, do ya mind I'm trying to drive!" Han yelled, as Palpatine jumped from chair to stove, to lamp, to R2-D2, and back again, waving a small duck taped light saber in his hand.
"NO I DON'T MIND!" Leia screamed back. Her hair was haggard and she seemed to be on the verge of exploding.
"Melinda was better than this." Luke muttered. At this all sound ceased and even Vader's breathing paused. Then Palpatine, being his insane self thunked Luke over the head with his sticks all the while laughing manically.
"Son! You know better than to speak that, that, thing's name in my presence!" Vader said properly chastising his son.
But Luke being as all boys happen to be, promptly screamed back: "You're not my father, you sith lord and just because you have a title doesn't mean you own the galaxy."
"You will never speak to me in that tone of voice again, YOUNG MAN!" Vader said, holding his hand out. Luke suddenly found he couldn't breathe and then the Empire (or what was left of it) began to attack…