AN: This fic is a crossover of four different franchises: Star Wars, Ninja Turtles, Alien Versus Predator, and Transformers. The story is largely based on Lost, but I develop my characters differently so that what has a beginning essentially stolen from Lost should have a quite different ending in terms of character development.
The Star Wars elements are set about a century after Episode VII and are supposed to be in the new continuity but in a time period not yet written about. The TMNT elements don't fit neatly into a single TMNT version but are a blend of several. AVP is kind of like TMNT in that Yautja hunt, Xenomorphs infect, but I'm not necessarily following all of the movies, books, or the timelines. The Transformers elements are mostly G1/Beast Wars, but they aren't really heavily involved until book 2. Mirta is supposed to be speaking Basic to Cody but I've written her lines in a mixture of Mando'a and gibberish.
Dramatis Personae for Book 1
Cody Jones (Human Male from Milky Way Galaxy, originally from TMNT: Fast Forward, descendant of Casey Jones and April O'Neil)
Mirta Rau (Human Female from Republic Galaxy, Mandalorian Warrior, OC)
Zed Ram (Triceraton Male, first alien leader of the Foot Ninja Clan and first alien Shredder, Species in most versions of TMNT, based on unused Trishreddatron from canceled second season of TMNT: Fast Forward)
Uxils (Utrom Male, Species in most Versions of TMNT, OC)
Rukh (Noghri Male, husband to Meewal, Species from Star Wars Legends, OC)
Meewal (Noghri Female, wife to Rukh, OC)
Yeyinde/"Baron Samedi" (BadBlood Yautja Male, AVP EU name for Predator Species, OC)
Quoreal Rapuung (Yuuzhan Vong Male, Warrior caste, Species from Star Wars Legends, OC)
Shalx (Utrom Female, OC)
Sanjay Patel (Human Male from Milky Way Galaxy, father of Muni Patel, OC)
Muni Patel (Juvenile Human Male, OC)
Durga Besadii Tai (Male Hutt, named for but not the same as Star Wars Legends Character, OC)
Krang (Utrom Male, crime boss, originally from the 1980s cartoon version of TMNT)
Claudelle Fontaine (Human Female from Milky Way Galaxy, OC)
The escape pod bounced violently as it landed violently on a rocky outcrop. The impact threw Cody against the wall, leaving him dazed for a while. His head throbbed which was to be expected.
After a few minutes the throbbing died down. Cody held his hand in front of his face and blinked a few times. No signs of double vision. Cody sighed, got to his feet and exited the dull yellow of the pod's interior.
A cinnamon flavor in his nose and dark brown tropical trees with rich green leaves were the first things he noticed on exiting the pod. There had hardly been enough time before the impact with the alien ship to determine that there had been enough oxygen in the atmosphere. But there was no way of knowing what foods were poisonous or not or how far they were from the nearest spacefaring civilization.
The wormhole that had opened in the Cybertronian System could have sent them anywhere in the galaxy…no, the universe. There was no guarantee that the wormhole was stable so Cody certainly hoped he was still in the Milky Way.
Hundreds of spacefarers from his transport vessel were stranded on this alien world for the time being. As head of Jones-O'Neil Tech Industries worth billions of credits, Cody could have traveled in a private corvette, but he preferred to stay close to the working class roots of his Welsh-(at least that's what everyone said "Jones" was), Irish-, and Korean-American ancestors. Besides having a major CEO among the missing might speed up the search and get everyone home safely.
Realizing that he needed to meet up with the other survivors, Cody began exploring. He walked forward a little piece only to find himself on the edge of a moderately high cliff. From this vantage point he could take in a vast panorama: jungle, rivers, two mountains, and a coast. A large fragment of the transport vessel's stern was in the water along with appeared to be the aft of the alien vessel they collided with. More importantly, there appeared to be small fires and groups of individuals huddled around them. Cody knew where to go now.
He retraced his steps to the escape pod, and, noting the gradual slop of the hill downward followed it.
When he was about halfway down, he heard the distinctive whistling of a missile aimed toward him. Cody jumped out of the way only to find it hit the ground two full meters from where he had been standing. Its purpose had been to scare, not to kill.
Cody looked past the smoke to see a figure in a helmet with a T-Shaped Visor, and an antenna over the right side of the head. This person was fully armored head to toe.
They must be from the other ship, Cody thought.
The armored figure began speaking to Cody in what sounded like gibberish with a distinct feminine voice.
Cody raised both hands.
"Hold on, my translator doesn't recognize your language."
The woman in armor cocked her head, as if she were puzzled.
That confirmed Cody's worst fear. All of the Milky Way had been explored, and virtually everyone had universal translators and breathing equipment built into their clothing.
The wormhole had led to another galaxy, after all.
The woman asked him something again.
"Look, I don't speak your language, but if you give me time…" Cody pointed to his belt buckle, then to his mouth, and, knowing fully well she would have no idea what the words "talk" or "translate" meant in his language, employed those words anyway.
Fortunately, she seemed to understand his body language. She stepped forward and began speaking slowly while pointing to herself.
"Neyar gain Mirta Rau."
Now she pointed to Cody.
"Koyar gain?"
Cody could gather that she had just said her name. He pointed to his chest.
"My name is Cody Jones."
"Cody Jones," She repeated, taking off her helmet to reveal a tan skinned human woman with dark hair. Not near human, but as identical to himself as one of the humans of Earth or D'hoonib.
"You're human!" Cody exclaimed. As an afterthought he pointed to her, and said "You're human…" and then to himself, "Like me."
He was surprised to hear her say, "Human" with several pronouns he couldn't catch, and gestured to the sky when the belt device began translating, "We're the most common species in the galaxy! I'm from Mandalore, but most of us there are human."
She seemed genuinely surprised by his question.
His device had enough vocabulary now to translate, "I'm not from this galaxy," into her language.
She said a statement that he knew was an emphatic "What!?"
It was now Cody's turn to gesture and say incomprehensible words.
"The wormhole…you know, the light that appeared in space, when our ships collided"
She said "ker" for "light," "hutslarch" for "wormhole", and "gueir" for "ship".
Her face changed from disbelief to pity. Then she remembered her own pressing need.
"You can't torjen." she said then looked away. She obviously needed help.
"Wait!" Cody said, prompting her to turn her head back. "How can I help you?"
"That's what you want, right? Help?"
She guessed at the meaning.
"Not for myself."
Cody followed Mirta through a path on the hillside that led to her own escape pod. It was a large grey cylinder which looked large enough to hold two or three people with an oval indentation facing them.
Mirta slid an almost imperceptible notch away to reveal an orange control panel with a black screen and blinking green light.
After entering a command, the oval opened and Cody saw a fair-skinned human with graying brown hair lying down unconscious. There was a bloody indentation above his right eye.
"He obviously needs a doctor fast!" Cody said. Then realizing Mirta had no clue what he said, he repeated the single word "doctor" followed by the sentence: "I'm not one." Then he pointed in the direction he had seen the campfires from.
"There are people that way. Maybe we can find a doctor."
Mirta nodded seeming to understand.
The two of them walked toward the beach were they noticed numerous individuals, humans making up the majority, and other species, some of which Cody recognized, and others which he assumed were native to Mirta's galaxy. There were various campfires where two or more individuals had gathered together. Cody noticed that the all the species sharing a particular fire were strictly from the same galaxy as their neighbors.
He turned his head and thought he saw the blurred outline of a cloaked Yautja hunter, but he was unsure.
Did a Yautja ship also come through the wormhole?
That gave him cause for concern, but he remembered why he was here.
He turned to Mirta, still wearing her helmet and pointed to a large slug-like creature and, a pair of short gray skinned creatures in brown robes at the far end of the camp.
"You talk to them."
He then gestured to three Utroms and a Triceraton.
"I'll talk to them."
Mirta nodded and the two split up.
Cody headed toward the Utroms. His family had a long history with the Utroms. It was after all, an Utrom Ship that crashed on Earth whose reactor's waste matter had mutated The Ninja Turtles back in the 1980s. If it had not been for the If it had not been for the scientific collaboration between the Turtle Donatello and Cody's ancestor April O'Neil, Jones-O'Neil Tech would never have been born.
Cody looked at the three Utroms. They were Cephalopod-like creatures with pinkish skin, human-sized heads and miniature tentacles on which they crawled. Two were apparently young, judging by the lack of wrinkles and stress marks on their faces, and one of the two was apparently female and heavily pregnant judging by the bulge on the side of her head. The third of them was much older and accompanied by a Triceraton holding traveling bags.
"Do any of you guys know where there's a doctor?"
"Sorry, we crashed here the same time you did. Good luck though," the younger male said.
"And if you find one, could you tell him about me?" The female said.
Cody looked to the Triceraton, a sulfur-breathing anthropomorphic dinosaur. This one had orange scales and was clad all in black. His green eyes told that he was extremely nervous.
Cody started to ask what was wrong only to be verbally beaten back by the elderly Utrom.
"Don't bother my butler!"
Cody remembered that he was on a mission and beat a hasty retreat. Still, though he hated stereotyping, Triceratons, as a rule, were too proud to serve as butlers. True, most Triceratons on earth were working class, but even they didn't work as butlers as a rule.
He tried to put it out of his mind, but that look in the Triceraton's eyes told him that there was something to be concerned about besides stranded in a different galaxy. Still it was probably best not to focus on it. He'd chastised enough rude employers beneath him in Jones-O'Neil Tech to recognize the elderly Utrom's attitude.
Mirta was having considerably better work as there were slightly more inhabitants of her own galaxy here. Her search for a doctor had led her to Quoreal Rapuung, a Yuuzhan Vong of the warrior caste. His species had invaded the galaxy only a decade ago, leaving one trillion dead before they were resettled on the sentient planet Zonama Sekot. Many Mandalorians had died.
Why a Vong would be out and about in the galaxy at large was beyond her.
He was in the middle of trying to organize an expedition to the tallest local point when Mirta tapped him on the shoulder. His long dark hair, uncommon among the mostly bald Vong males, swooshed as he turned to meet the Mandalorian.
"Yes, what is it?" He said abruptly.
His death white skin, sloping forehead, and flat nose made his quick response seem angrier than he'd probably intended. Still, Mirta realized she had best be quick.
"Durga the Hutt said you have medical experience."
"Battlefield first aide. I'm not a Shaper."
"Shaper" was the term for the Vong scientist class.
Mirta cursed in Mando'a and said to Rapuung, "I have been looking for someone with even the slightest amount of medical experience and you're the best I can find!"
Rapuung sighed.
"Is this serious?"
"Life or death."
"Fine," he gestured in exasperation. "I'll do what I can."
The Vong turned to the group he had been addressing.
"We have to wait. Someone needs medical attention."
The group murmured and gradually dispersed leaving the Vong and Mandalorian standing side by side. Mirta wasn't exactly happy with the help that she found, but he would have to do. She looked across the beach to see Cody being chased away by three small cephalopod-like creatures. He caught a glimpse of her, and she gestured to Quoreal and nodded.
He gave her a sign she took to mean success as he stuck one thumb up.
"Who is he?" Quoreal asked.
"One of our friends from the other galaxy," She said expecting the Vong to understand.
Quoreal, however said as if the idea was just dawning on him, "You think these aliens are from another galaxy?"
"My friend told me as much," she said.
"He is human, you know?"
"Human in appearance but not knowing a single word of Basic. He has an interpreting device on his belt but it took a lot of hit and miss before we got the most basic vocabulary. We established the words 'wormhole' and 'galaxy,' so I'm pretty sure. Now it's your turn: What were you gathering people together for?" Mirta began walking toward her escape pod.
"We need someone to get to the mountain top in the distance and see what is around us. Something is blocking our holoprojectors. We need to find what is doing this and destroy it," Rapuung said as he followed her.
The significance of what he said wasn't lost on Mirta.
"We can't communicate with anyone off world!?"
"I'm afraid not. And these people from the other galaxy have no way to get home either."