Some stuff here aren't canon to their respective universe, keep that in mind. Also does changing field of views considered an author's note? Please tell me.
Also I'm planning to add more than one crossover! I do hope you'll be fine with that.
Poretalis, Neutral System-010
A sizable fleet of star-ships amass on the devious planet, thick fog covers the surface as an expedition force scours the planet.
Leading them is Eyter-Transtom, an officer who had been recruited shortly after the fall of the Galactic Empire.
He activates his wrist communicator, they found what they were looking for.
"Nest-1 this is Eyter, we've found traces of the Imperial remnants, I'm sending my men in with me to investigate."
The star-ship at high orbit responds quickly.
"Copy that, were sending in some reinforcements via transport, engage any hostile target in sight."
"Affirmative Nest-1."
Eyter turns his communicator off and orders his men to move in, blasters at the ready.
But they find nothing, the place had been abandoned.
"Sir we checked each structure, they've left with all their equipment with them." a soldier reports.
Eyter shakes his head in confusion.
"That's strange, they've just settled here only recently...at least that's what our intel said."
Another soldier rushes towards him.
"Sir! We've found something!"
With the second soldier leading the way, they stop at what seemed to be a large star-gate.
"I guess the thick fog and tall trees helped conceal this from vision, but why didn't it appear on our scanners? This thing's as big as a Star Destroyer..." Eyter asks.
"Our guys at high orbit are just as confused about it as we are, I've already asked permission to see where this thing leads us, they've approved and advised we wait for backup." the soldier answers.
Eyter agreed, going in there with nothing but twelve men and the threat of an ambush wasn't a good idea, a few minutes never hurt anyone.
Little did he know what he would face on the other side, a world where fantasy ruled beyond all else.
(Switch FOV)
In a wide farm field, an angry farmer wakes his son.
"Havenar! You damn slacker, stop forgetting to pull up the weeds!"
Havenar, who was dozing off in his comfy bed, awoke from his nap.
"The kingdom needs food, and we need to make them have food, unless you want your house and bed gone, WORK YOUR HEART OUT!"
"Alright, alright...can't I have a break for at least one second father?" Havenar responds.
"No, the king took no breather when he led the charge against the Dark Lord Sauron, I took no breather from defending against those damn orcs!"
"But the orcs are gone now...there's no need to worry anymore."
"Don't you make excuses! Food will be something to worry abou-"
His father stopped his rant, horrified of what he was beholding.
Havenar stood from his bed too with the same reaction drawn on his face.
"What is that father?"
"A monster of steel, I've never seen anything like it..."
A two-legged Imperial Spider-walker was moving ever closer to where they stood, with no hesitation father and son ran for their lives.
It fired what Havenar could only describe as a ray of light, obliterating the farm into nothing but a few wooden boards.
Havenar's father who was blinded by rage from the destruction of his well-earned home, stopped to catch its attention by throwing a measly pebble while his son continued running.
Only then did his father realize what he had brought upon himself.
Havenar tripped on his own two feet, his attention focused on the place where his father once stood.
It was the end for him as well.
But luckily the walker found another target, and for the boy the "monster" was as good as dead.
Five royal knights, decked with the finest swords and lances their blacksmiths could offer had marched to help.
The knights foolishly charged forward only to be obliterated by the walker's lasers.
That was not the only demise he was facing, the boy beheld behind the walker an army of men adorned in armor decorated with black and white.
In his eyes they were angels of death that had come to claim the land of men, and from what he had seen them do there was no stopping them.
As Havenar cried the last sound he would ever make, the New Republic expeditionary force begins to mobilize.
(Eyter's FOV)
"Alright Nest-1 were ready to go, we'll do a communications check the minute were inside."
"Affirmative, additional squadrons will be ready and waiting if the situation arises."
I hung up breathing a sigh of relief.
After an hour of setting up we were finally going in, I thought my curiosity was gonna kill me at this point.
Luckily patience is one of those things being drummed into my head every session.
We marched inside after the final munitions check with our armor in front of us.
It was extremely dark, the cold silence haunted everyone, nervous of what lied ahead.
The end of the path was visible, the streams of light encouraging us invisibly to hasten our advance.
And when we emerged it was one hell of a sight to see.
The open fields stretched the horizon and tall mountains blared overhead, a lush world that gave me a feeling of a forgotten home.
"Nest-1 do you copy? We've reached the other side."
"We hear you loud and clear, commence the search for the Imperials."
Although this place had an aura of peace and tranquility it also had one that I couldn't just ignore.
The world felt so surreal, and I didn't know exactly why.
(Narrator's FOV)
Eyter would soon find out, in more ways than one.
Because as the troops marched through the star-gate, they had inexplicably fallen into another world.