30 years ago...

Jabba, Jabba, Jabba the Pizza Hutt! HOW GOES IT, BUD!" Cuke shook the Hutt's enormous, blobby "hand", making Jabba's body ripple all over.

"As the world

falls down..."

"I love you..."

"I know."

"Son," said Ne'zzakin, looking back at Luke. "I AM your father, and as long as you are in MY Death Star, you're gonna have to TRUST me!"

"Trust YOU?! You used to be with the bad guys! How do I know that you're not grabbing your saber, ready to stab me?!

"Then you're just gonna have to BE A MA-Wait...how could I forget, my boy: you've already proven to me that you are."

"Really?" Said Cuke.

"Yes, my son. I've been sending

your presence on this entire adventure you've participated in...I'm so proud of you, my boy." Ne'zzakin hugged his son...

30 years later...

A long time ago, in a Galaxy Far Far Away...

"Cuke Skywalker has vanished.

In his absence, the sinister FIRST ORDER has risen from the ashes of the Empire and will not rest until

Skywalker, the last Jedi, has been

destroyed.

With the support of the REPUBLIC, General Leia Organic (yes she's a general now, get used to it.) leads a brave RESISTANCE.

She is desperate to find her brother Luke and gain his help in restoring

peace and justice to the galaxy.

Leia has sent her most daring pilot on a secret mission to Jakku, where an old ally has discovered a clue to Cuke's whereabouts..."