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"The planets are aligned, the time has come gentlemen..."

Four men sit apon four chairs. The night sky falls apon them, and although they don't realise it, night is apon us.


"Hail Brother Ant." SHEEPY said. "What does thou bring us in this time of woe?"

"Hail Brother." Ant replied. "I bring news of a game."

"What game is this you speak of?" Said I.

"It is the one true game. The one that will bind us all." Ant reached into his sack, and withdrew thy press release.

"It is what I've always dreamed of, and yet, my dreams never seem so real." Said I.

"It is of true beauty." Said Ant.

"An online RPG?" Inquired Snipe. "What's so good about an online RPG?"

Ant and I gave Snipe an evil look.

"You do not see the whole picture, misguided one." I remarked.

"Certainly not." Ant stared at the game again. "Lord Lucas would not be pleased to hear of such blasphemy."

"Lord Lucas? What the hell are you lot blabbing on about anyway?"

"Behold. The Star Wars Online RPG is being developed, and you can now sign up for the beta testing."

"I shall not wait to do so. Goodbye gentlemen." Said I.

Snipe continued to argue with Ant and Sheepy well into the night, until Ant withdrew his +5 attack Lightsaber, and Sheepy attacked Snipe with his +15 force grip.

Two men stood facing eachother.


"It's been a while." The first man looked like Grix, talked like Grix... But there was something different...

"Ten years, surely?"


Grixs brain stood and looked up towards the sky.

"Do you think we're gonna die?"

"We survived the last time. All we have to do now is wait until we recieve some sort of plan in here."

Grix sat down. His brain sat next to him.

"Last time this happened, we had to fight the other one..."

"Would that happen again? I thought he was long dead."

"I thought Sniper was too."

Suddenly, Grix and his brain found themselves in a field.
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"He twitched!" Said Ant!

"So?" Said Darkness. "What does that mean?"

"...Nothing, I suppose. It was just the fact he moved."

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A dark figure appeared in front of the two Grixs. The dark figure walked up the Grixs brain.

The third Grix.

"Hello."

Grix took in a large breath, he then said: "We are ready to fight you. We will go down in battle, to resume command."

The third Grix drew his lightsaber.

"I shall not lose again."


Grixs brain drew his sword and said, "You won't even need to try..."


Suddenly, Snipers words came rushing back to him...

"Someone who has been with you from the start..."


Grixs brain, and the third Grix, attacked Grix...


Darkness had already consumed Grixs brain, taken over by the evil that still lurked inside him. It was now down to Grix alone, to stop his inner death.

If the third Grix resumed control of the body again, it would be almost impossible to regain control without the help of his brain.

Ant sighed.
"This is great. I've lost all three people who have been with me since the start."

"What, you got some sort of problem with us?" Dan_UK asked, hurt.

"No, of course not. Its just..." He let his voice trail off.

Darkness took charge. "What we could do, is get this ship to the closest S3 atmosphere planet, which is populated, and get him sorted there."

"It'd be too late by then." Ant said.

"Well, we have to do something!" Dan shouted.

Suddenly, Ant had an idea. "YODA!" He screamed.

"Yes?" Came the faint reply.

"What should we do? Grix has been shot three times, and we have to do something!"

"If the Force is strong enough, heal it will."

"So what, if I use the Force, then Grix will be healed?" Ant said skeptically.

"Yes. But the force is not strong enough in any of you."

"What about you?? Can you help?"

"I won't do much good. Any anyway, Grix's wounds will only be temporarily healed, and using the Force that powerfully will immensely tire you."

"There has to be another way!"

Ant hit the control panel hard. It didn't make a:
*click*

Am i dead or not?

Three men stood over the fourth.

Grix was in a bad state. He had lost a lot of blood, and was still unconscious. Er-No had gone, completely. There was no sign of where he had gone, or any reason why he took Fantasymeister. Perhaps the only one who knew was Grix.

"Does anyone know how to preform surgery?"

"Grix was the only one..."

They had to get the three bullets out of him, he would surely die if they stayed in him.

"We've at least got to try. If we lose Grix, we lose two people..."

"Three. His brain as well..."

Three men tried to fix the radio...


"It WAS working. I'm sure it was." Ant had the thing in pieces.


Fantasymeister was in the back storage room getting some sleep. Grix was hiding, no one was really sure why, or where.

Er-no entered the back storage room. Finally, he could get his job done.

He pulled out a silenced pistol, and drew it to Fantasymeisters head, at which point, he woke up, unstartled.

"Why me?" Was the only thing that Fantasymeister said...

"There's a rather large bounty on your head. I get more, if you are alive. Please do as I say."

Fantasymeister stood up, and was trailed by Er-No to his ship, while the others fixed the radio.

As Fantasymeister was about to enter the ship, he quickly turned, and tried to hit the gun out of Er-No's hand...

The gun fired, thankfully only denting the thick hull. Er-No shot Fantasymeister in the leg...

"What the hell was that?" Ant stood up, and drew his lightsaber...

He flung himself around the corner, to face Er-No. He fired the gun at Ant, which he brought the lightsaber in parallel, and melted the bullets in the air.

Er-No shoved Fantasymeister into the airlock, and sealed it.

"Where the hell's Grix?" Dan shouted.


Darkness sat down at the cockpit, bringing all systems back online. Ant pushed the remains of the radio off the chair, and sat down and tried to get a lock on the computer of Er-No's ship.

Dan_Uk made his way down to the upper gunner turret...

"Don't fire Dan! Fantasymeister is on there, we can't blow it up!"

"We need to do something before he reaches hyperspace!"

"I'll take his shields down with lasers, and then I'll disable him with the ion cannons..." Dan_Uk started firing at the ship...

"Where the hell is Grix!" Ant shouted. "Someone go get him!"

Dan_Uk adjusted the fittings to his seat to bring his seat up more, when his lightsaber fell from his side...

It fell all the way through the shaft to the top gunners turret, and clanked down to the lower one...

It landed on the body of Grix with a thud...

"Err guys... I've found Grix..." Dan said quite calmly over the radio.

Ant ran down to the lower gunners turret, Grix was in a state. He had been shot in the chest three times, and had broke his arm being thrown down the turret shaft. He was unconcsious.

"What the hell happened!" Ant said...

Dan_Uk had managed to get the ships shields down, and was trying to disable the engines with the ion cannons...

"There's a note on him!" Ant shouted...

The engines systems were at 68%, Dan_Uk contiued to bring them down...

"It just says: BOOM."

Engines at 36%, the ship looked like it was slowing down.

"This is too easy! It's almost like he wants us to disable him..."

Engines at 18%.

Suddenly, Ant realised what was happening...

"STOP FIRING!! LET HIM GET AWAY!"

"What?" Dan said. "I've nearly got him!"

"STOP FIRING!! HE'S GOING TO KILL US ALL!"

Do you have something against me?
Why am i the only one dead?

YES I AGREE! I was just saying to the farmer down the road if i should trade my wool for some lovly bits of bacon, I just hope he does not turn me into a nice bit of lamb.

What do you mean I am insane.

Sorry people, all of the selling stuff in there, should be "TRADING".

"So er-no, what do you sell??" Grix asked er-no.

"Loads of things. Ships, ship parts, food, drink, homes, anything!"

"Hologram projectors, do you sell?"

"Why, yes, of course...who said that?"

We all looked around. It wasn't any of us.

"Me, it was who said that!" A faint voice called.

"Yoda." Ant said bluntly.

"What happened to your ship, er-no?"

"I have no idea. Everything was fine, and then, the engines blew for no reason!"

"Someone must have shot you with laser-cannons or something." Dan said.

"Yes, but why?" er-no asked.

"PERHAPS THEY WERE PLAYING, 'FIRST ONE TO HIT THE TRADERS' SHIP GETS A GOOD SPANKING!!'" FM shouted.

"But surely no one would want to hit the ship then, otherwise-"

"Shut up Ant. He's delirious."

Ant then went to have a little snooze. He had a nightmare, something about an unholy looking man pulling off all of his and his friends' legs, and then eating them!
Ant went to get some sugar to calm himself. Almost everyone was asleep apart from FM, who was piloting.

FM yawned, "Ant, turn that computer off will you," he said surprisingly normally.

Ant touched the "off" button on the screen, and it turned off with a:
*click*

Disaster seemed inevitable as the asteroid hurtled towards the spacecraft. Dan_UK and Darkness were struggling with the controls, trying to pull the Millenium Ant out of its collision course with the chunk of rock that was the size of a small planet. Grix sat in the navigators seat, a small puddle starting to form around his feet, whilst Ant scrambled about trying to find life jackets 'just in case'.

The asteroid was only a few thousand feet away from them when all of a sudden Dan_UK was pushed out of his pilot's seat and sent sprawling on the floor. "What the.....?" he said, trying to stand up. He couldn't believe his eyes. FantasyMeister had taken his place at the helm and was expertly taking control of the ship's course, putting it into a steep vertical thrust manoever. He turned to Darkness, grinned, and said: "Let's Ride!"

The Millennium Ant pulled off a movement that you would only normally see in a circus, and avoided it's pre-posted doom. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except for FantasyMeister who was setting the navigation for a new course.

Ant came forward, skidded on a puddle and grabbed onto the helm to catch his balance. "That was close! How did you manage that one FM?"

"Easy," he smiled, "I've been in the saddle of this ship for years and know her inside out. It was nothing. Now saddle up and let's head for Kigmildareen Beta. Let's head for home!"

Dan_UK turned to Darkness and whispered: "I don't think he's fully recovered yet. Keep an eye on him!"

Darkness nodded in agreement. FantasyMeister hit the thottle, said "Giddyap!" and set the Millennium Ant on its homeward trajectory.

They had travelled only a few million klics before Grix noticed a flashing light on the console before him.

"Hey! Guys! What does this flashing light mean?" he shouted to the deck.

"I know! It's a distress beacon!" Ant rushed forward and sent out an all frequency response, knowing full well that all spacecraft had to acknowledge distress calls whenever, whereever.

The crackly voice came over the tannoys: "Help! I'm strand d.....Craft is bre king up all arou d me! Immediate resc e requir d! Mayday! M yday! May ay!"

Grix called the message through to FM who steered the Millenium Ant around on an intercept course. They found the distressed craft in no time, and docked with no problems.

"Permission to board!" called a figure from the other side of the airlock. The heroes turned to each other and nodded. They had no choice. The airlock swished open and a hooded figure appeared from the other side.

"Thankyou for rescuing me." The figure bowed in greeting and introduced himself. "I am Federal Trader er-no, from the Obsiddian Galaxy. You are welcome to visit anytime, good bargains to be had, good chat, we deal good deals. Here's my card. Here's another just incase you lose the first one! Greetings!"

Ant took one of the proffered cards and read it: "Spam Trading! Bargains! Call er-no.galaxy. That's
er-no.galaxy."

"Take a seat er-no." he said, and they resumed their journey, after having shut the air-lock door with a


*click*