On a Planet Far Far Away...

We find our protagonist having not the best of hyperspace jumps...

"Blasted asteroid! R1! How far off course have we gone?" said the former Jedi master with the lights of passing stars lighting up his facial features. His face clearly forming bullets of sweat as they were sent whizzing around and around from the rocks impact on the left wing of his small starship.

The now, small R1 astromech unit placed on the top of the vehicle said through a microchip,"Very. Also, prepare for crash landing sir, incoming planet dead ahead."

The deserter rolled his eyes, "Cut it out with the bad news! Honestly, why did I put a voice chip in you? In fact, why did I make you suitable for flying?!"

The droid responded almost to cheerfully, "Don't know Rig, but it feels great! I feel like those new-fangled R2 units!"

Rig copied his previous action by rolling his eyes once more. I swear, one more quip out of you...

His hand reached out for a silver-metallic switch in the side of his cockpit. He flicked it once upward, but had no effect. Then in frustration, he started flicking it up and down like a wild man. Come on, come on...

"Would you like me to help you sir?"

With slight exasperation he said, " Why not. Can you tell me which sector of the galaxy we are positioned in?"

The droid took a few moments to calculate the coordinates, filling the air with beeps and whistles as he went. "Urrmmm..."

"Well, where re we?"

"W-well..."

"Spit it out." Rig spat out, becoming more and more impatient with his robotic companion.

"Ah...,  It appears nowhere sir." R1 said with a hint of a nervous tone to it.

"What-"

"It seems that we just may have discovered a new planet sir."

"Maybe... you're just probably malfunctioning since you're such an old model..."

"Highly doubt it!"

The droid had been a wonderful companion, he didn't want to give up his friend just yet to the R2 units, so he upgraded him to fit the role of co-pilot. Even though his droid was a complete idiot sometimes, he still enjoyed the black astromech's presence.

Just about as he was going for another retort, they came out of hyperspace rather quickly. His face slammed on the control board ahead of him. "OUCH! Be careful will ya?"

Completely ignoring his masters complaints, the droid simply said, "Prepare for crash landing."

"Girls the Gala has been amazing this year. I'll make sure to invite you next year!" Said a familiar white goddess with sarcasm completely evident her motherly-like tone.

After exchanging more pleasantries the group had a large debate of either doing this again, or not coming at all.

"My grannie needs the money!"

"We really don't need to go back. Especially how Flutters ticked off most of the animals."

"Hey, I was making good progress."

"I simply NEED to get an apology from that jerk BlueBlood!"

"I don't think-"

A large SHOOM cut off Twilight mid sentence. The ground shook with intensity as they all staggered to stay upright.

When the short event was over, the group all exchanged confused glances. "What... the"

"Girls, come with me."

Obliging the solar princess, they all followed her steps, and soon were out of the door. What met there sight, and a few other dumbfounded ponies, was a strange object flying towards the Everfree forest. "W-what... in the hay is that...?" Applejack exclaimed.

On further inspection, it seemed to be a large metal... thing, that had a large trail of smoke following behind it. Clearly damaged in some way. It was fairly large, and plummeting towards the earth. "Uh, princess... do you think we should go after it?

"Yes." was all the answer they needed.

"WE ARE IN THE ATMOSPHERE NOW SIR!" The droid managed to yell over all the screeching and beeping the electronics of the interior was forcing down Rig's ears.

"YES I KNOW! WHY DO YOU THINK WE'RE ON FIRE?! RAISE THE BLASTED HEAT SHIELDS!"

The interior got immediately cooler, as the faint yellowish-glow of the shields protecting him from certain fiery death. He sighed soundly as his hands once again clasped the control stick.

"Damn thing, WHY CAN'T I CONTROL THESE THINGS?" He shouted at particularly no one as he slams his fist on the control panel, slightly damaging it in the process.

"Oh, poor human. Would you like some milk with that temper tantrum?" R1 added playfully. "Just use the force to guide the thing into that forest over there."

Rig looked in front of himself to find a strange forest, a little too dark for ones such as Naboo. His attention quickly shifted to a small settlement near the edge of the greens. Filled with, even more strange creatures looking at the metal beast with horror. "What are those things?"

R1 shot a cloaked scanner to the mortified crowds. "It seems that they are equine of origin. Hm! From my data banks, they lived on Courcsant before the rise of technology. Also being there during the rise of technology when at that period it was called 'Notron'.

"How long ago was that?"

"I don't know exactly, but from what my data banks are concerned the rise of technology was 100,000 years ago."

Shock coursed through his body. "One... hundred... thousand, and on Courcsant no less? HOW CAN THEY BE BLOODY HERE?"

"Don't know sir."

The tree line became closer and closer as he winced using the force to stabilize the vehicle. His hand tensed and sweat formed on his brow.

"Can...you...tell...me...anything...more?" He said gasping with every word.

"Not at the moment but- BRACE FOR IMPACT!"

All he remembers is a large thump before blacking out.

Rig's POV

"I think it's waking up Zecora"

"Be quiet Twilight. For scaring it you might.

My eyes were twitching at the sound of small- feministic voices surrounding me. They voices quickly silenced as I let out a loud moan of complete pain.

No, it wasn't my left eye was in complete pain as if they were on fire.

Not thinking straight both my eyes shot open not noticing the shocked faces that swarmed around me. Before even a half second of opening my eyes I yelled and force pushed everything that lied ahead. Sending crude tables, chairs, bottles, and strange masks everywhere.

I sat up unveiling my lightsaber from my brown cloak, unsheathing it, and pointed it at the nearest creature. Sadness filled my heart quickly as I saw what I had done to the poor yellow creature that happened to be at the end of my blade.

She had a soft-looking clean mane and tears forming in her... my god those eyes are huge, but also adorable. The slight tears she was making reflected the blue hue of my contraption.

Pushing my affections to the side however, I simply retracted the blade and simply stated, "Sorry about that. Next time, don't startle a Jedi."

My words that left me didn't do much, as I was quickly forced downwards by an equine who had a strange rainbow-colored hairdo. "No one, makes one of my friends cry."

"EASY! BE EASY NOW YOUNG ONE!" I shouted. "There is no harm done!" I repeated to her softly.

"Get off of the creature." The large one demanded a little to harshly.

The blue one groaned as she flapped her much-to-small-wings-to-carry-her lazily.

"My name is Princess Celestia," She replied. "and as you can see, you might have caused one of my friends to be extremely frightened." She stated in a cold tone that I'm sure if it were any colder it would freeze the hilt of my saber.

"I'm sorry to hear that your worship. But I need to get back to my ship if you don't mind. Thank you." I stood up only to have the worst pain in my life shoot up through my leg's nervous system. Yes, I've been shot by a laser before, and it's worse than that.

"Take it easy." said the one in... I believe to be stripes. "The pain is severe and you might be a bit queasy."

"Just point me to where my ship and droid are at, then we'll be out of your hair."

"No, your to weak-"

Cutting the striped one off I replied with venom, "I can take care of myself." Not the Jedi way to reply, but I am no Jedi anymore.

Pain spikes after pain spikes land blow after blow as I finally reach the doorknob. Instead of opening it, I find myself struggling to push forwards as the lavender one held me back with a sufficient amount of force energy.

I found myself back in the bed apologizing for my actions to both the yellow one and the group. I had also explained to them how I needed to get out of here as quickly as possible. I really don't need to, but this place gives me chills.

"You are still in no shape. That scar on your eye looks especially bad-"

"SCAR?" I shout making them jump. "Do you have mirrors on this planet?!" As if on command the pink one spawned a mirror out of thin air, making my head spin as no force users can even begin to match that.

I pluck it from her mouth and hold it up to my eyes to reveal the horror that befell me. Almost the whole left side of my face was completely red and scorched.

Slamming the mirror into the ground, they all looked at me wide-eyed. "What?" I replied.

"Bu- you don't even have a horn." Said the lavender one, her mouth agape.

Ok, so I didn't just slam it into the ground, I picked it up using the force and THEN proceeded to smash it.

"Yes, and? You saw me using the push didn't you?"

"We- we were more concerned for our friend, but... how can you do these things?"

Stopping a wave of questions that would have most certainly have ensued, the door to the hut opened slowly to reveal my little companion. "MASTER!" It cried up as it made it's way across the floor.

"Oh, my master what happened to your eye-"

"DON'T YOU DARE!"

"Oh fine." the little robot turned to even more stunned faces of, even the princess. A red beam shot out across the room coming from the droids inner workings.

He first positioned himself in front of an orange equine not seeming to thrilled for all what was happening around her. His robotic voice clearly evident as he said, "Species: Pony. Indingeonus Courascant."

He turned to the white coated one, she looking even more white now. "Species: Unicorn. Status: Doesn't exist. Myths extending to ancient human history."

She looked worriedly to Celestia, "Doesn't exist?" She whispered.

The droid turned to the cyan pony, who looked ready to pounce any moment. "Species: Pegasus. Status: Non existent. Myths made from the earliest of human history."

He finally turned towards the princess, who was also wary of R1. "Species: Unknown. Status: Unknown. Origin: Unknown."

R1 turned back to me. "Well this will prove interesting!"