Hello, everybody! Welcome to my second story. This isn't as planned out as my first story, but I'll adjust and learn more about how I want it to go as I write. I might start another YJ crossover while writing this story, but I want to start this one first. So, without further ado, let's begin!
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…
The Rebellion has won. After the deaths of Darth Vader and the Emperor on the second Death Star, the Galactic Empire has fallen to the emboldened Rebel Alliance and plans put into place by the Emperor himself. As the remnants of the Imperial Navy retreat into the depths of the Unknown Regions, led by commandant Brendol Hux, and the New Republic takes control of the galaxy, on a lone Star Destroyer fleeing the planet Coruscant, an old enemy returns…
The Star Destroyer Caligula was unique among its brethren. Unlike the rest of the Imperial fleet, it officially did not exist. Advanced cloaking devices and false markings kept the ship from being found while in deep space, or passed it off as another Destroyer of similar design. The crew of the ship had been hand-picked by Emperor Palpatine himself, for their loyalty to both him, and the Empire.
Despite the ship's might and exemplary crew, the Caligula found itself being pursued by New Republic ships away from Coruscant. However, even as Republic starfighters marred the ship's hull with blaster fire and the cruiser's turbolasers hammered at the shields, none of the New Republic's soldiers were remotely aware of the events transpiring inside the Star Destroyer at that very moment.
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Falling.
That was the only sensation he could feel. As he moved his limbs helplessly, his senses began to take in other information. He was in a tank, filled with fluid. He'd instinctively held his breath as he became more aware of his surroundings, but he didn't know how he hadn't already inhaled some of the fluid before then.
Two figures were outside of his tank. He could not see their faces, but they seemed agitated. Confused and confined, the being in the tank began to strike at the glass, hoping that it would give way and free him. The two figures outside began fiddling with a console of some sort, but nothing happened. The confined being was running out of breath, and searched frantically for some way of escape.
Then the tank exploded.
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The two Imperial scientists inside the Caligula's massive laboratory reeled back as the cloning tank they'd been trying to open burst. Fluid spilled all over the floor as they looked back at the figure that had emerged.
The clone was not fully mature. It appeared to be around twelve years of age, grown for that long as accelerated growth had proven too risky for the project to consider. One scientist found his voice as he stared.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?"
The clone boy's eyes showed confusion. He didn't recognize them, or where he was. The second scientist realized this quickly and rushed forward, removing his coat to wrap around the boy's form.
"Don't worry, your Majesty. Your memories will return in time. Do you remember anything, anything at all?"
"How to speak," the boy replied in a soft voice. He still looked confusedly around at his surroundings. "Where are we? What's going on?"
The second scientist stood up.
"We're on the Star Destroyer Caligula, your specialised mobile laboratory. You ordered us to clone your body so that in the event of-"
The scientist's words were cut off as the ship's intercom blared.
"ALERT, SHIP'S MAIN REACTOR HAS BEEN SEVERELY DAMAGED. ALL HANDS, ABANDON SHIP! REPEAT, SHIP'S MAIN REACTOR HAS BEEN SEVERELY DAMAGED. ALL HANDS, ABANDON SHIP!"
The two scientists hurried the boy to the nearest docking bay, where a Lambda-class Imperial shuttle was waiting. Two black-uniformed pilots were loading several crates and small cases aboard. Surrounding the shuttle were a half dozen figures wearing red robes and armor, wielding force pikes. As the scientists approached, two guards intercepted them.
"We need to get him off this ship, now!"
One guard pulled the boy from the scientists grip, carrying him towards the shuttle. The other prevented the scientists from following. The boy heard one of the scientists cry, "This is the first time we've been able to keep the body alive without a mind! We don't know if he's stable! He might not last long!"
The pilots finished loading the shuttle's cargo, and the remaining guards boarded the ship as well. Leaving the protesting scientists, who ran for the escape pods, the shuttle's boarding ramp closed and it lifted off. As the shuttle departed the crippled Destroyer's hangar bay, the boy watched the escape pods flee the ship into the vacuum of space and the pursuing ship's tractor beams. As he watched, the boy saw several Republic starfighters break away from the large ship and pursue the shuttle.
Their first few blasts didn't penetrate the shields, but caused the shuttle to rock uncontrollably. Behind them, the Caligula's damaged reactor detonated, consuming the ship and any starfighters or escape pods unlucky enough to be too close in a massive fireball. The boy turned to face the cockpit of the shuttle and heard one of the pilots shout, "The coordinates are set. Hurry!"
The moment the shuttle went to lightspeed, a laserblast struck the ship and sparks flew from the ship's controls. The pilots attempted to counter, but the damage was done. The shuttle was blasting through hyperspace with no clue of where it would come out.
Okay, first chapter. Thoughts? I don't think I'll have a problem with the Star Wars parts of the story, but I haven't watched Young Justice in a while, so I'll try to review the second season (this takes place just before season 2) and write that well. I haven't seen season three yet, so when I get there, this story will go on break until I can watch it. Leave a review or PM me on what you think of this chapter and who you think the clone boy is. I think I made the answer pretty obvious, but still guess. Until next time!