A/N: Star Trek belongs to CBS and Star Wars is property of Lucasfilm and 20th Century Fox. I claim no ownership... I am merely playing in the worlds.

Starfleet Jedi

By: NightWatcher666

Chapter 1

Escape the Order

(19 BBY)

"Execute Order 66," with those words the life of Ardana Kreen became a living nightmare. Of course she had taken Master Yoda's command to heart and attempted to go into hiding, but after two months she had yet to find a sustainable hiding place in this new empire. Luckily she had managed to secure enough supplies on Nar Shadda to last her for a few weeks on her small ship. It had cost her almost everything she had, but thanks to a young smuggler who went by Solo she was able to get her provisions without being seen by any troopers. He was dropping off the last crate to her ship that had been hidden in the slums when his personal comm beeped.

"What do you want?" he asked impatiently, "I'm working."

She heard chatter from a language she hadn't learned yet followed by his response, "I'm glad you think it's funny, but if I'm going to pay off that debt I need to take any paying gig I can." More chatter came through the commlink causing his expression to darken. "Hey Toots," he called, "I just got word of a Star Destroyer coming into orbit. I think it's time you left."

"Right," she said as she picked up the crate.

"Damn shame too," Solo said, "I was gunna take you to dinner. You're about the prettiest Twi'lek I've seen that wasn't attached to a chain."

"I'm a Jedi," she responded, "I don't do relationships."

She placed the crate in the cargo hold and made her way to the small one man cockpit, "Rate, prepare to get us out of here.

The astro droid hooted and whistled as the console and engines flared to life. After flipping a few switches the cargo door closed and the ship began to lift off the small platform beneath it. She held her breath as the ship flew through the upper atmosphere before emerging into space.

"Rate begin hyperspace calculations for Tatooine", she said, "I want to make this jump before we're spotted."

As the droid began the calculations her comm system jumped to life, "Unidentified vessel, this is the Imperial cruiser Vengeance. Power down your engines and prepare to be boarded for inspection."

"Like hell I will," she muttered as she hit the accelerator.

"Unidentified vessel, your failure to cooperate has authorized me to use force. Power down or you will be fired upon."

"Hurry up with those calculations!" she shouted as green laser bolts began to flash around her. With a whistle the calculations appeared on a screen next to the steering column. Quickly Ardana imputed the code and released a breath as the stars began to streak around her. Suddenly the ship lurched and a shower of sparks flew out from her nav console.

"What was that?" she asked aloud as she fought to get her ship under control. The droid displayed a damaged section of the ship that had been hit by a laser, "Great," she said, "I'm dropping out of hyperspace. We can't fly blind."

She pulled back on the throttle, but nothing happened. The ship continued to sail through hyperspace. "Rate!" she cried out, "Shut down the engines!." The droid tried to comply, but the entire computer system had gone down.

Ardana lept from her seat and ran back to the manual control hatch that was part of her hyperdrive. She opened the panel and gave a sigh. Everything was fused. She couldn't even budge the manual shutdown lever with the aid of the Force. "Well I wanted to get away from the empire," she said to herself as she sat back in her chair, "Looks like I going to get quite a ways away."

In it's alcove R8-S3 tried valiantly to get the ship under control, but couldn't access anything. However from the various gauges around the craft it was clear that whatever power that the ship had was draining quickly with the exception of the engine itself which would continue to run as long as it had fuel. The bigger concerns were of course oxygen and shielding needed to keep the ships singular living occupant living. The droid beeped and whistled out a warning before tying its own power cells into the life support system. Ardana watched the gauges and realized that even with the added power of the droid, the ships system would begin failing before long and without the computer it would be sooner rather than later. Kneeling down next to where the droid had jacked itself into the ships system and began to concentrate on limiting her bodily functions.

(2352)

Captain's log Stardate 40359.4. We have delivered the requested provisions to Betazed, and after seven straight years active are now setting course for Starbase 119 for our long overdue refit. I can't speak for the rest of the crew, but I am looking forward to the next six weeks R&R.

Captain Richard Addams stared at his reflection in the mirror. He grimaces at the touch of gray appearing in his sideburns before reaching for a coloring stick. "Mother was right," he grumbled to himself, "Starfleet is turning me gray quicker that kids ever could." He started applying the hair coloring as the ship lurched causing him to draw a brown streak across part of face. With a roll of his eyes he hit the commbadge that sat by his sink, "Addams to bridge. What the hell was that?"

"Sir," came the response, "I think you had better get up here."

Three minutes later Cpt. Addams stepped out of the turbolift and onto the bridge of his Miranda class ship. "Report", he barked, "And if you called me up here because the power coupling fell out of the injector assembly again, you're going to be scrubbing the deuterium tanks until we get to the starbase."

"No sir", Commander Williams replied, "We were hit by a concussion wave that originated from subspace."

"Run a full sensor sweep," Addams said, "See if you can locate the cause."

"I have something," the science officer said from her station, "It appears to be a metallic object right at the location where the wave entered normal space. Distance .5 lightyears."

Addams looked at the display, "Helm set course. Let's see what's out there."

Several minutes later the ship approached the coordinates in the subspace disturbance.

"Sir", the science officer spoke up, "It's a ship... or rather was. It's heavily damaged, and most of the hull has been crushed and twisted, probably from the disturbance. That's odd... the hull is primarily titanium, but I'm detecting several other alloys that I'm not familiar with."

"Any life signs?" Addams asked as the stared at the small wreck on the viewscreen.

"One", the science officer stated, "Humanoid, very faint."

"Transporter room", Addams said into his commbadge, "Lock on to the person in that ship and beam directly to sickbay."

"I can't sir," came the reply, "There's some sort of interference blocking the signal."

"Can we tow it into the shuttlebay?" Addams asked Cmdr. Williams.

"It'll fit, but barely", Williams responded.

"That settles it", Addams said, "Lock on a tractor beam and tow it aboard. I want an engineering, medical, and security team to shuttlebay immediately."

"On it," Williams said as he headed towards the turbolift.

Commander Daniel William met the Andorian chief engineer Tren in the shuttlebay just as the hulk was lowered onto the deck.

"Hard to believe anyone's alive in there," Tren said as he walked over and started looking for a hatch, "Any idea where it came from?"

"Subspace", Williams replied.

Tren ran his tricorder up and down as he surveyed the wreck, "All hatches are twisted shut," he said, "And the cockpit has been demolished. I'll need a plasma cutter. We're going to have to go in through the hull."

After about twenty minutes Tren cut through the last layer of the ship's hull. Williams and Tren looked down into the craft to see a young woman with green skin wearing a simply brown robe and two tails extruding from her head. She slowly opened her eyes and lightly muttered, "Ootay," before falling unconscious.

"Medical team," Williams said, "Get her to sickbay now."

Ardana shifted as consciousness slowly began to return to her. It took everything she had to keep the force barrier from collapsing and killing her as the ship reentered normal space. The last thing she remembered was seeing a human and a strange blue alien the looked a bit like a chiss before falling unconscious. Slowly she opened her eyes and saw that she was in some sort of medical bay, but it was one like she had never seen before. She tried to sit up but a woman with pointed ears walked up to the foot of her bed.

"That would be illogical", she said in slightly accented basic, "You are exhausted and malnourished. It would be best to conserve your strength."

"Ootay," Ardana said slowly.

"I do not understand," the woman said, "The universal translator must not be functioning."

"What place is this?" Ardana asked in basic.

"You speak english," she said, "That will certainly make communication less difficult. You are on the Federation starship Stratford."

Ardana bolted straight up, "Federation! They'll hand me over to the empire. I'll give you everything I have if you don't tell the Viceroy about me."

The woman looked at her and raised an eyebrow, "I do not understand. Starfleet does not have Viceroy's."

"You're not from the Trade Federation?" Ardana asked slightly confused.

"This ship is from the United Federation of Planets," the woman said, "I'm Dr. T'lara, ships physician. I will call the captain down, I'm sure he will be more than happy to answer your questions. In the interim, I recommend rest."

About an hour later a human walked into the medical bay wearing a red military style uniform. He appeared to be middle aged with some gray appearing in his thinning hair. He smile broadly as he walked up and extended his hand, "I'm Captain Addams. Welcome aboard my ship."

She took his hand and he shook it firmly, "Ardana Kreen," she said, "Jedi Knight."

"I apologize if I seem rude, but I've never encountered your species before," he said.

"I'm a Twi'lik," she responded.

"Well tell you what," he said in a diplomatic tone, "I would love to pick your brain about where you're from and how you got here, but I just got off duty and I'm famished. Would you care to join me in the Officer's mess for a meal?"

Ardana reached out with the Force and touched his mind. She was able to feel that his motivations were purely out of curiosity and professional courtesy. "I would be honored," she said as she stood up from the bed and followed the captain through the doors.

As they walked through the corridor she noticed several others wearing a similar uniform to the captain. While most were human she did occasionally see an alien that she did not recognize. "This seems to be a comfortable vessel. Are you sure it's military?"

The captain let out a chuckle, "This old bird isn't as nice as some of the larger vessels, but she's comfortable. Yes it's military, but we Starfleet folk like to think of ourselves as explorers and peacekeepers."

"I was a peacekeeper too", Ardana said distantly, "Until the empire rose up and started exterminating my order."

"I'm sorry to here that," the captain said, "But we'll do everything we can to make sure you stay safe."

"I appreciate that," Ardana said, "It's been a while since I've been around friendly humans."

Addams stopped in his tracks, "You're familiar with humans?"

Ardana nodded, "They are most of the populous in the Republic... well Empire now."

"Let me guess," the captain said, "One politician engineered his way to power, and at a critical moment seized control?"

Ardana simply nodded.

"It's a tail as old as democracy itself," he said, "History shows us though that those kinds of empires usually fall when their leader does. It may take a while, but freedom usually wins out."

"That's very kind of you to say," Ardana responded, "But until that happens I'm a wanted fugitive across the galaxy simply because I'm a Jedi."

"What are the Jedi?" Addams asked as they entered a turbolift, "Deck 3."

"We were the peacekeepers of the Galactic Republic," she answered, "We defended those who needed defending as well as mediated disputes between various states."

"Sounds like your Republic was a lot like our Federation, but we're far from being galactic."

"Maybe after our meal you could show me where I am," Ardana said, "Maybe once my ship is repaired I can find somewhere to settle down."

"I'm afraid that's going to be difficult," Addams said, "My engineer tells me that the ship is a total loss. He's making an attempt to repair the robot you brought with you, but it's power supply doesn't seem to be compatible with anything we have."

"I see," Ardana said, "Then what will be done with me and my droid if he can be repaired?"

"It's completely up to you", Addams said, "We're on route to a starbase for some repairs and upgrades, and from there you can go anywhere you like."

The turbolift doors opened and he motioned for her to step out into the corridor , "We'll figure it out later," he said, "For now... I'm hungry and in the mood for much more pleasant conversation. Tell me more about your Jedi Order."

A/N: Hope you enjoyed Chapter 1. I've had the character of Ardana running through my head for months, and the plot bunnies demanded I start writing. Please read and review.