JAME'S 2nd POV (@swfact)
     "Doctor Nuvo Vindi..." James said.
     This was really happening, then. They were in Star Wars. In the enormous hangar that engulfed the massive piece of rock where they stood James could see ships—Separatist and Republic alike, and some unfamiliar—as well as a labyrinth of crates in the distance that looked like it was straight out of the Indiana Jones films. Numerous droid types roamed the area, each attending to the hundreds of computers and control panels that lined the floors.
     "What do you want with us??" demanded James. Whatever it was, it couldn't possibly be good. He thought back to the Clone Wars arc where Ahsoka, Jar Jar, Rex, and Padmé got infected with the Blue Shadow Virus. It wasn't pretty.
     Nuvo Vindi's hovering disc lowered to the rocky ground where the three teens stood. "VP-717," the doctor said to the probe droid, "go back to zhe surface and tell your brothers and sisters to continue searching zhe moon for more possible guests."
     "'Guests'?" True blurted out as the probe droid darted up to the surface.
     "Something tells me this guy isn't the kind of person who has a friendly Sunday afternoon get-together," Saydee whispered.
     "Vas zhat a comment on my lack of biological friends?" Vindi accused, visibly hurt. A B-1 battle droid off in the distance put his hand to his chest in sorrow.
"Let's not get on his bad side," James said to True and Saydee quietly. James turned to face the doctor. "Why are we here?"
"Why, to be zhe latest contributors to zhe evolution of a new, superior being!"
"What? What's that supposed to mean??"
"Come," said Vindi, waving toward the hangar as he hovered back up and off the rocky platform.
"What makes you think we'd just follow you?" Saydee said defensively.
Vindi sighed. "I thought it vouldn't have to come to zhis. Droids!" Two Separatist commando droids decorated in blue and purple stepped over from behind a rocky mound. "Take our...now unvilling guests to zhe holding center."
"'Unwilling guests'," True scoffed. "We're your prisoners!"
"If you prefer zhat term, but you vill soon find out zhat I am freeing you from your currently pointless state of existence."

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When they all stepped off of the giant rocky mass and onto the metal floor of the underground bunker that surrounded them, the chunk of land hoisted itself back up to the surface, leaving behind numerous large dust clouds. James stared in awe at the ingenuity of the place. His sense of wonder didn't last, though, as the commando droids shoved them into an opening in one of the large crates. A ray shield immediately popped into place.
     "Hey!" they all shouted.
     "I am sorry, my fellow organics. But zhis particular project is quvite important to me." The thin doctor straightened his lab coat and spun on his heel, doing a 180° and walking off. The droids stayed by the opening, looking more intimating now with the red light from the shields emanating onto them.
     "Karabast," Saydee said, wide-eyed.
     "What do you think he wants with us?" True asked James. As if to answer the question, the loud shriek of some creature sounded off behind them, in what was probably the next door crate.
     Ok, James thought, this might be worse than the Blue Shadow Virus after all.