A/N: OK! Things are coming along nicely. I'm at the fifth chapter, and this is even longer than the last one. Here you'll see whom I've selected for four characters. Watto, Sebulbam and Shmi Skywalker. As for Anakin, I wont say that Luke95 doesn't have an eye for detail, but you only know me half as well as you think!

CHAPTER 5: PLANET ZEBES

About another hour passed before Zebes appeared before them, getting bigger and bigger as the small ship approached.

"That's it, Zebes." The pilot said.

"There's a settlement." Marth told his master.

"Land near the outskirts." Roy ordered. "We don't want to attract attention." The ship came down and landed on the gritty, sandy surface of the planet. Inside the engine room, Roy had appeared with a heavy poncho to help him blend in with the Zebesians while Marth stood above the ships hyperdrive with a tool in his hand.

"The hyperdrive generator's gone, Master." Marth said. "We'll need a new one."

"That'll complicate things." Roy sighed. "Be wary. I sense a disturbance in the force."

"I feel it also, Master." Marth confessed.

"Don't let them send any transmissions." Roy said. Marth nodded as Roy stepped out. Roy had to choose whom to take with him into the nearby city of Crateria. He needed Marth to stay behind and protect them. Princess Zelda was out of the question, and since the rest of the crew was under her command, so were they. He opted to take the droid that had saved them, Mr. Game and Watch, as well as Miaku.

"This sun will do murder to my skin." Miaku complained.

"Wait!" Someone called from behind them. Roy whipped around and saw Impa and Sheik approaching. Sheik no longer wore her facemask, letting her hair flow freely.

"Her Highness commands you to take her handmaiden with you." Impa said.

"No more commands from Her Highness today, Captain." Roy told her. Princess Zelda was only fourteen years of age, and didn't know everything that was best for her, even if she was the sole person in charge of an entire planet. Roy thought it best to ignore the princess' wishes from here on out. "The spaceport is not going to be pleasant."

"The princess wishes it." Impa said calmly. "She's curious about the planet."

"This is not a good idea." Roy sighed, allowing Sheik to go with them. "Stay close to me." Impa headed back to the ship as four of them walked towards the city of Crateria.

Inside the city, the four of them noticed that the crowds walking around were very diverse. Human's mingled with beings from other planets as the day's hustle and bustle begun.

"Moisture farms, for the most part." Roy said, mainly to no one. "Some indigenous tribes and scavengers. The few spaceports like this one are havens for those that don't wish to be found."

"Like us." Sheik said.

"This is very, very bad." Miaku said as they walked on. He let out a gasp as he stepped in something gooey. Miaku didn't know what it was, nor did he want to. "Icky, icky goo!" Soon, they came upon a business district. Roy looked around and saw a sign above a door reading 'Scizor's Junk Shop.'

"We'll try one of the smaller dealers." Roy said as he headed for said shop, Sheik, Mr. Game and Watch, and Miaku following directly behind him.

The bell rang to alert Scizor that he had a customer. With the wings on his back, he floated up to Roy's eye level.

"Good day to you." Scizor said in a foreign language. "What do you want."

"I need parts for a J-type 327 Hylian." Roy told him.

"Ah, yes! Hylian." Scizor said Roy's own language. "We have lots of that." Scizor went back to his main language for a brief second. "Boy, get in here now!"

"My droid has a readout of what I need." Roy said. Soon, the person Scizor was calling for walked in. He looked to be about the same age as Sheik. He had a green tunic, white leggings, brown boots and gloves, and a floppy green hat.

"What took you so long?" Scizor asked in his own language.

"I was cleaning the fan switches." The boy told him, In Scizor's language.

"Watch the store, I've got some selling to do." Scizor told him before looking back at Roy. "So…let me take you out back, huh? We'll find what you need." Scizor led the way, but Roy stopped briefly to scold Miaku, who had something in his hands.

"Don't touch anything." Roy ordered as he snatched the device from Miaku's hand. Once Roy was gone, Miaku stuck his tongue out at the Jedi. The Zora defied Roy almost immediately, and went to inspect something else.

"Are you an angel?" The boy said to the unmasked Sheik, in her own language.

"What?" Sheik asked.

"An angel." The boy repeated. "I heard the deep space pilots talk about them. They're the most beautiful creatures in the galaxy. They live on the moons of MacBeth, I think."

"You're a funny little boy." Sheik told him, flattered. "How do you know so much?"

"I listen to all the traders and star pilots who come through here." The boy said. "I'm a pilot, you know. And someday I'm gonna fly away from this place."

"You're a pilot?" Sheik asked.

"Mm-hmm. All my life." The boy said.

"How long have you been here?" She asked.

"Since I was very little. Three, I think." The boy said. My mom and I were sold to the Metroid Queen, but she lost us betting on the F-Zero races."

"You're a slave?" Sheik continued. She could feel the boy's blood get a little colder. He obviously didn't like being called a slave, even if it was true.

"I'm a person, and my name is Link." He said sternly.

"I'm sorry." Sheik apologized. "I don't fully understand. This is a strange place to me." They heard Miaku still fiddling with stuff, and looked over at him. He inadvertently activated a small droid, which began to hap around the shop, knocking things over.

"Hey! Where are you going." Miaku said as he jumped after the droid. He grabbed for the droid's neck, and caught it. "I got ya!" He said, before the droid kicked him.

"Hit the nose." Link told him.

"Oh." Miaku said as he did so. Deactivating the droid again.

"A T-14 hyperdrive generator, you're in luck." Scizor told Roy as they entered his junkyard. "I'm the only one hereabouts who has one. But you might as well buy a new ship. It would be cheaper. Saying of which, how are you going to pay for all this, huh?"

"I have 20,000 Republic dataries." Roy said.

"Republic credits?" Scizor asked. "Republic credits are no good out here. I need something more real."

"I don't have anything else, but credits will do fine." Roy said, attempting the Jedi Mind Trick.

"No, they won't." Scizor replied.

"Credits will do fine." Roy said, trying his mind trick again. He couldn't understand why it didn't work the first time.

"No, they won't!" Scizor insisted. "What, do you think you're some kind of Jedi waving your hand around like that? I'm an insect pokemon. Mind tricks don't work on me, only money. No money, no parts, no deal." Roy sighed as Scizor went on. "And no one else has a T-14 hyperdrive, I promise you that." Defeated, Roy turned around.

"Wouldn't have lasted long anyway if I wasn't so good at building things." Link said to Sheik. Maiku had several things in has hands, trying to hold them all, but failing.

"We're leaving." Roy said as he walked back in. "Maiku." The Zora dropped what he had, causing much clanging of metal.

"I'm glad to have met you, Link." Sheik said as she followed Roy out of the shop.

"I was glad to meet you, too." Link called after her. Scizor came in soon after.

"Outlanders." Scizor groaned in his own language. "They think we know nothing."

"They seemed nice to me." Link replied.

"Clean the racks." Scizor ordered. "Then you can go home."

"Yahoo!" Link cried as he ran off.

Back on Zelda's ship, Marth was communicating with Roy through a two-way communicator.

"And you're sure there's nothing left on board?" Roy asked.

"A few containers of supplies." Marth said. "The Princess' wardrobe, maybe, but not enough for you to barter with, not in the amount you're talking about."

"All right. I'm sure another solution will present itself." Roy said. "I'll check back later." With that, Roy ended the communication and walked away.

"No deal!" Miaku insisted. "The beings here are crazy. We'll be robbed and crunched!"

"Not likely." Roy told him. "We have nothing of value. That's our problem." As they walked on, Miaku began to think with his stomach, and saw some food sitting on a rack. He stuck out his long tongue, and tried to eat it, but the string holding it would not allow him to. A merchant approached him and began to yell.

"Hey, Hey!" He yelled. "Are you going to pay for that?"

"Huh? Pay?"

"It costs seven Zebesian shillings!" He said again. Miaku spit out the food, and it landed in a bowl of soup, which splashed onto its owner, making him very angry.

"Oops." Miaku said as he began whistling innocently. He didn't get far, as the muscular, green skinned alien popped up and knocked Miaku on his rear.

"Is this yours?" He asked in a foreign language as he held up the food that Miaku sent flying.

"Who, me?" Miaku asked. This menace wasn't fooled, and he grabbed Miaku by the throat. Roy turned around and saw this alien with Miaku by the throat, as the Zora whined quietly in pain. As the bully went to strike Miaku, Link walked up.

"Careful, Pico." Link said in the alien's language. "He's a big-time outlander. I'd hate to see you diced before we race again."

"Next time we race, boy, it will be the end of you." Pico warned. "If you weren't a slave, I'd squish you now."

"Yeah, it'd be a pity if you had to pay for me." Link said as Pico left and Roy walked over.

"Hi." Link said to Roy.

"Hi there." Roy replied.

"Your buddy here was about to be turned into blue goo." Link said. "He picked a fight with an F-Zero racer. An especially dangerous one called Pico."

"I hate crunching." Miaku complained. "That's the last thing I want."

"Nevertheless, the boy is right. You were heading into trouble." Roy said. "Thanks, my young friend."

"But, but-" Miaku stammered. "But I did nothing!"

A sandstorm began to brew just outside of town. Marth stood outside the ship, looking for any sign of Roy. It would be dark soon. He looked over, and saw Impa approaching.

"This storm will slow them down." Marth said.

"Looks pretty bad." Impa agreed. A beep sounded as Impa picked up her communicator. "Impa."

"We're receiving a message from home." Someone on the other end said.

"We'll be right there." Impa said as the two of them turned back to the ship.

Back in town, Roy looked out into the open. Something was about to happen, and he didn't like it.

"Here, you'll like these pallies." Link said as he handed Roy something to eat.

"Thank you." Roy replied. He lifted his shirt, and stuck them into a pouch on his belt. It was then Link saw something that intrigued him, Roy's lightsaber.

"Oh, my bones are aching." The woman at the stand said. "Storm's coming up, Link. You better get home quick."

"Do you have shelter?" Link asked Roy.

"We'll head back to our ship." Roy said.

"Is it far?" Link asked.

"It's on the outskirts." Sheik said.

"You'll never reach the outskirts in time." Link told them. "Sandstorms are very, very dangerous. Come on, I'll take you to my place."

The sandstorm had gotten bad, but luckily, Link was able to lead his new friends to his house.

"Mom!" Link called, "Mom, I'm home."

"Ah, this is cozy." Miaku said. A green haired woman appeared out of a bedroom.

"These are my friends, Mom." Link said to her.

"Hello." Miaku said.

"I'm Roy." The Jedi introduced himself.

"I'm building a droid." Link said to Sheik. "You wanna see?"

"Your son was kind enough to offer us shelter." Roy told his mother.

"Come on, I'll show you ROB." Link said, leading Sheik to another room. Mr. Game and Watch followed them. Link pulled a blanket off of a figure, and there sat a droid.

"Isn't he great?" Link said. "He's not finished yet."

"He's wonderful." Sheik said, admiring the droid.

"You really like him?" Link asked. "He's a protocol droid to help Mom. Watch." Link flipped a switch on the droid, and it came to life.

"Oh. Oh. Uh-" The droid sputtered as it sat up. "Where is everybody?"

"Oops!" Link said as he realized he forgot one of the eyes. He grabbed the eye, and placed it in the appropriate place.

"Oh, hello!" The droid said as it gained the ability to see. "I am ROB64, human-cyborg relations. How might I serve you?"

"He's perfect." Sheik said.

"Oh. Perfect." ROB said, accepting the compliment.

"When the storm is over, I'll show you my racer." Link said. "I'm building an F-Zero Racer."

"I'm not sure this floor is entirely stable." ROB said as it got up to walk around. The droid heard a few beeps, and noticed Mr. Game and Watch in the doorway.

"Oh, hello. I don't believe we have been introduced." He said. Mr. Game and watch gave a few beeps.

"Mr. Game and Watch. A pleasure to meet you." ROB said. "I am ROB64, human-cyborg relations." The flat, black droid gave a few more beeps.

"I beg your pardon, but what do you mean, 'naked'?" ROB asked. This prompted moor beeps.

"My parts are showing?" ROB said, embarrassed. "My goodness! Oh!"

Back on board Zelda's ship, they had received a message from Darunia, back on Hyrule.

"The death toll is catastrophic." Darunia said. "We must bow to their wishes. You must contact me!" With that, the message was over.

"It's a trick." Marth said. "Send no reply. Send no transmissions of any kind." With that, Marth went back to his two-way communicator to tell Roy of the message.

"It sounds like bait to establish a connection trace." Roy said.

"What if it is true, and the people are dying?" Marth asked.

"Either way. We're running out of time." Roy said. With that, the communication was over.

In Mute City, high above the hustle and bustle of the ground levels, two Sith Lords walked together and discussed a plan of action.

"Zebes is sparsely populated." Darth Bowser said to his master. "If the trace was correct, I will find them quickly, Master."

"Move against the Jedi first." Darth Ganon ordered. "You will then have no difficulty in taking the princess to Hyrule to sign the treaty."

"At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi." Bowser said excitedly. "At last we will have revenge."

"You have been well trained, my young apprentice." Ganon said. "They will be no match for you."