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Authors Note: Merry Christmas!! There are drunk cathars in this story so watch out! And this part is sort of long. Part 5 will come on 1/1/08 (hopefully.). This has the “S” word in it and is rated Pg-13. Also there is a similie reffering to pickles… So, yeah…

You wake up in the early dawn. The nightmare is still very fresh in your mind. You go back to sleep. You then wake up when one of the twin suns is 1/3 of the from setting and his sister was just revealing herself on the horizon. “T3, wake up!” you say softly. “Bee-bo-dwee-grrri-boo.” came T3s’ tired response. “Come on, we have to make it to Anchorhead today!” you try to sound enthusiastic. “Beee…” T3 says, starting to move a bit. “Yeah, I know what you mean.” you mutter under your breath. You are NOT looking forward to going to Anchorhead either. You pack up camp and the dream suddenly came back up in your mind. Darth Talion had said that she would destroy the Force Sensitive herself if Darth Shiin failed. The thought made you very, very worried for some reason. “But I’ve never even used the force before!” “Besides theres a one in a bazillionchance that I’m the force sensitive. The force usually doesn’t run in the family, my sister is the only Jedi in the family. And currently the entire galaxy doesn’t even know where she is!” You crash into a giant barrier, knocking you out of your concious thoughts. “Shit.” you mutter under your breath. “How do I get past this, T3?” Not expecting an answer, you get surprised when T3 beeps proudly, “Bee-boo!” You say, “What? I push this part?” You then push a certain part of the giant barrier. “What, who’s there?!?” says a voice from inside the walls of Anchorhead. You push the button again and sya, “Please let em in, I’ve crashed into the desert and need supplies for my friend and my ship.” “Very well. One momentplease.”Suddenly the giant barrier parted like a giant sliding glass door. Finally its’ transformation was complete. You walk slowly through it, marveling at its’ greatness in size. “Hurry up!” says a harsh voice. You look up to see a grouchy old man who must have been the man who let you in. You thank him with 5 credits (lightside points gained by doing this) and you walk into Anchorhead. It is exactly how you remember. The droid shop is on the right when you first walk in. The cantina is a couple meters away to your left. You and T3-M4 walk for a while passing the loud, drunkennoises from the cantina.As you come to a corner, you hear a huge, “Huzzah!!!” You guess that it’s the swoop track. “Now, to get those parts.” you think to yourself. You take another turn to your right and you see a Czerka employee standing outside a building.”He looks like a guy with knowledge, doesn’t he T3?” “Bee-boo-bar!” T3 beeps excitedly. “What, you know this guy?” you say questionably. “Bee…” T3 beeps embarrassed. You shake your head. “Excuse me, sir?” “Yes m’lady?”He says tipping his hat slightly.”Oh how very flattering!” you think to yourselfsarcastically. “Yeah, I need these parts and 3 lifesupport packs for my friend.” “Well I did have a ship steeringwheel, but a thug stole it.” “Well that sucks!” you think to yourself. “Do you have any idea were this thug might be?” you ask. “Well, he’s probably in the hunters lodge; he certainly did look like th e hunting type.” “Were might I find the hunters lodge?” you ask. “Over there, ma’am.”he says, pointingabout 100 ft to his right, straightahead for you. “THank you so much.” You give him 10 credits (lightside points gained).You walk up to the entrance of the HuntersLodge. “Take a deep breath.”you tell yourself. You enter. The HuntersLodge was very smelly, like pickles that have been open for a year. There is also a lot of different species in it.Species including Gammoreans, Cathars, Twi’leks, Humans, and one species that you don’t know. You walk up to the Gammoreans and say, “Doyou have a steeringwheel?” in galacticbasic. “And if we do?” one of the Gammoreans say in Gammorean. “What a surprise.” you think to your self. Gammoreans usually travel in packs of 3 and only one of them does the talking. “Well, I have a friend who really needs one for his ship.” The Gammorean looks at you with a, “What are you doing?” type of look on his “Piggish” face. “I don’t have one.” he replies. “Thanksanyway.” you reply. You move on to the only Cathar that is currently in the HuntersLodge. “Choose your words carefully.” you tell yourself. Catharsaren’t known to keep there temper and heart rate down. “Excuse me, do you happen to have a steeringwheel for a ship?” “Why?” It was clear that the Cathar had too much to drink and they weren’t in a happy mood. “I need to have it because my ship crashed into the desert and the steering wheel was crushed into pieces.” The Cathar had amusement on his face for a reason you don’t know. “Oh, and a suppose you slipped on the sand when you came out of your damned ship too?” the Cathar says drunkenly. “Yep, he’s drunk.” you think to yourself. “Well, do you have the steering wheel or not?” “What? Oh, right, no.” “What a waste.” you think to yourself. You then move onto the Twi’lek. “Hi, do you have a steering wheel for a ship?” “Will you pay for it?” the Twi’lek asks. “Maybe, if you have it.” you respond. “Will you show me the credits?” “If you show me the steering wheel, yes.” you respond. “No, I don’t have one.” he answers. “Thanks.” There are only two people in the Lodge that you haven’t asked yet, the human and the species you don’t know. “Hi, do you have a ship steeringwheel?” “Yes.” Your heart starts to race. “Will you give it to me?” “Ha!NO!” the human responds. “Whynot?” “‘Cause I need it for myself!”the human explains. “I’ll give you fifty credits for it.” “FIFTY! That’s worth nothing to me.” the human responds. “Hundred?” you ask hopefully. “Oh, double of nothing how intriguing.” the human answers. “Fine, 500 credits for the steeringwheel, it’s all I have.” you say desperately. “That, and a Kryt Dragon Pearl.” A what?” you ask. “A Kryt Dragon Pearl.” the human says loudly, as if you can’t hear. “You can find them in a Kryt Dragon.” the human explains. “And where can I find that?” you ask. “Hmmm… Maybe… THE TATTOINE DESERT!!!” the human shouts. “Oh, ’cause that’s a vey small desert!”you respondangrily. “You can find it in a cave out there, it’s very valuableand i would like it much better than a stupid steeringwheel.” he says, like it’s going to be a piece of cake. “Okay.” you respond. “We have a mission, don’t we T3?” “Bee-boer.” T3 responds. You didn’t exactly mean the Kryt Pearl mission,you meant the Darth Talion mission.When you get of this dirty, scum of a planet, you plan to go to Corascaunt to inform the Jedi council of Darth Talion and hopefully your sister will be there but everyone would know if she had returned. You once again approach the exit to the desert. “Going out again, eh?” the old man asks. “Yep, I am.” you say tiredly. “Might want to make these trips in and out minimal.” he warns you. “I will, thanks.” you respond. The Barrier opens, and you walk into the desert.

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