Chapter 5

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 I have a couple places I could fit you in, like in episode 2!</div> <bR> <div> Mewtwo:  What would I be in episode 2?</div> <bR> <div> Director:  A clone...  Maybe a couple thousand of them!!</div> <bR> <div> Mewtwo:  Stereotyped yet again....</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>Chapter 5: The Pokí's Lightsword</B></div> <bR> <div> Brock:  No, my dad wasn't in the Clone Wars.  He was a navigator on a freight barge working for some cargo hauling company.  Karry-All, or something like that...</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  That's what your Uncle Flint told you.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  No, really!  I even got pictures!  See?  *Pulls out a minature holo-projector, which shows a picture of Brock's father in front of a massive space barge.*</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  That was the first ship we captured from the enemy, Brock...  Barge 19502A-48291K.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  How could you possibly remember a designation like that?!</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  Force-enhanced memory...  See, I was once a Pokí Knight, like your father.  Ah, those were the good old days...  Dodging robot starfighters, battling side by side...  Your father was quite a partner, and quite a friend.  Which reminds me...  *Obi-Oak opens up an old ceder chest and blows off a layer of dust, making Brock gasp for breath.*  Ah, *cough*, here it is!  *wheeze*  Excuse me...   *Kenobis hands Brock a strange cylindrical object.*</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  What the heck is this?</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  Your father's lightsword.  He wanted you to have it, when you were ready.  Of course, your uncle didn't want you to have it.  He figured you'd "follow Old Obi-Oak on some damn fool idealistic crusade."</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Hey, that sounds like fun!</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  You bet it is!  And now that you're out here, we'll go ahead and do it!  Anyway, try out that lightsword.  *Brock turns it on, as Oak continues*  It's an elegant weapon, not as random as a ray gun, or as messy as a plasma grenade...  It is the weapon of the Pokí Knights, the guardians of peace in during the Old Order.  That was before the Dark Times, before the Imperium.  Before Wandrella began making her blasted music!</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  *turning off the lightsword*  Wow, that's a REALLY long time ago.  What happened to all these Pokí Knights?</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  They were hunted down by the Emperor and his servant, Darth Voder, who was once a pupil of mine.  Voder was the one who hunted down and murdered your father.  Now the Pokí are almost gone.   All because Voder was seduced by the dark side of the force.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  What's the force?</div> <bR> <div> M2:  *rolls in from the kitchen, followed by JPO*  Dat force?  It's some kinda psychic thing where ya can make stuff float and sense stuff before it happens, ain't it?</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  I suppose you could think of it like that...  Or think of it as an energy field that binds the galaxy together.</div> <bR> <div> M2:  Kinda like duct tape!</div> <bR> <div> JPO:  You know, Meow--er, Emtwo..  We still haven't shown Obi-Oak that message you have.</div> <bR> <div> M2:  Oh yeah!  I almost fergot!  Here ya go!  *a moment later, the fuzzy blue hologram appears on the ground*</div> <bR> <div> Hologram:  General Kenobis, I am Princess Misty Waterflower.  Years ago, you helped my father in the Clone Wars.  Now I'm in trouble again and I need your help!  I've hidden the plans for the Imperium's latest superweapon in this M2 unit.  I need you to take them back to my dad on Aldraan, k?  We'll pay your usual fee and whatever bills you accrue, just try not to spend the whole surplus for this year.   The liberals are already doing that...  Oh, yeah, and if you can, save me from the jerks who captured me!  Help me Obi-Oak Kenobis, you're my only hope!</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  *After a long moment of silence.*  Well.... what now?</div> <bR> <div> M2:  You's gonna hafta learn some cool force moves so you can go to Aldraan wit Oakie!</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  But uncle says I'm not even allowed to go to Tosche Station, much less another planet!</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  Where's your sense of adventure?  We'll just leave him a note and be off Tatoon before he can do anything.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  All right!  Let's do it!  *grabs a piece of paper and a pencil*  Ok, how am I going to explain this...</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  Learn about the force.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Huh?</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  Tell him you're going off to a monastery to learn about the force.  He'll figure it out after a little thought.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  I think I'd better just tell him the truth, so he'll be less mad at me when I come back...</div> <bR> <div> Kenobis:  Come back?  Who said anything about coming back?  *notices the look Brock is giving him*  Never mind...  You must do what you think is best, of course...</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>End Chapter 5</B></div> <bR> <div> Director:  Cut!  That was great!</div> <bR> <div> James:  I only had one line that time!  What a gyp!</div> <bR> <div> Director:  Stop whining!  You'll get another scene soon enough.</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  You know, these special effects are really neat!  How are we doing them?</div> <bR> <div> Mewtwo: *floating down from the rafters*  I do it all through both psychic powers and holograms.  It's a hobby of mine...   Actually, I still have the first hologram I ever made...  *shows off a card-like device to Brock.  A projection of Nurse Joy appears over it, and begins to talk*</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  Oh, yeah!  I remember that!</div> <bR> <div> Mewtwo:  You shouldn't...  I thought I wiped your mind after that incident!</div> <bR> <div> Brock:  *dreamily*  I could never forget a Nurse Joy....</div> <bR> <div> Mewtwo:  I....... see......</div> <bR> <div> What adventures lie in store for Brock and Kenobis?  How will they get off the planet?  What will Brock tell his uncle?  Where's Aldraan?  What's Voder been up to this entire time?  Will Brock ever become a Pokí Knight?  </div> <bR> <div> Find out, as Poké Wars continues...</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>