Kim Possible, Shadows of past glories.
Authors note: This story resulted from a Challenge by a friend who is, to put it mildly, a fan of Star Wars. Some might argue obsessed, but since David may read this, I will stay with "fan". He challenged me to write a crossover that didn't break either universe...and well, here we are. Be advised that updates, more so than most of my writings, depend on the phase of the moon, the alignment of the stars, and the state of world peace.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away.
"General." The captain's voice echoed through the battleships bridge. "The sun is going nova…there is no way we can evade it!"
"No…there is." Lin Dau said quietly. Their mission had been almost impossible from the start…infiltrate a major Trade Federation base, escape with examples of their technology for incorporation into the Republics armies…even the newest equipment of the Republic had been barely able to perform the task as the husks of the rest of the fleet showed. But now, the flagship, Republic's Defender, was all that was left, the newest Star Destroyer launched out of the shipyards, most powerful… and doomed. The Trade Federation had boosted an entire moon into the sun…and the sun was going made in response.
"Order all crewmembers into the cold sleep chambers." He said grimly. The Republic's Defender was designed for such long range maneuvers…but in truth, the clones would likely be the only ones that survived such a long journey…unless they were luckier than they had any right to be. He looked down at his light saber. Likely it would never be handed down… just as his Padawan's would never be handed down, lost on the moon that was now being consumed in a stars fury.
"Prepare to engage the jump…"
"But sir!" The captain protested, "Into the star? That's suicide."
"Possibly not, captain… I will attempt to use the force to shield the ship… If I succeed, we will survive…if not, our passing will be fast. Off with you—I need everyone into the cold sleep chambers. Inform the men that I swear to them, A Jedi will great them when they awaken." As he said it, he knew it to be true…a Jedi would be in this ships future.
As they left, and as he felt the heat grow, the Jedi Master concentrated, gathering the force to him. He would not survive… but possibly, his soldiers would.
End prologue one.
Start prologue two.
"Think of it, Shego…ATLANTIS!" Drakken shouted out in joy, at the controls of their drilling machine.
"Un-huh…" Shego said, flipping through the fashion magazine. "Is this the Atlantis that is really Atlantis, or the water main you drilled through.
"Shego…what have we…WAAAAHHHHH!" DRakken shouted in horror, as the vehicle punched into an empty space, and with him screaming hysterically…plunged into the darkness.
"Shego?"
"Yes?"
"Am I alive?"
"Yes."
"are you alive?"
"When you remove your elbow from my kidney…yeah."
"Sorry."
"Turn on the lights." Shego snarled. Drakken, reached up and groaning did so. Then…they both looked out…and gaped.
They were in a cave…a huge cave…but what was holding their attention was what looked like part of a structure of some sort, huge, with stalactite encrusted cannon and sensor arrays.
"That's…not a water main." Shego said.
"It doesn't look like the lost city of Atlantis, either." Drakken said.
"Yeah, well it's close enough…c'mon!" Shego ordered grabbing a light, pack and sensor gear…just incase the cavern was filled with something unpleasant.
Twenty minutes later, they were at what looked like a hatchway, after examine every other part of the wall carefully.
"Shego…"
"Yeah?"
"I think this still has power." Drakken said nervously.
"So?"
"So this rock strata is at least twenty thousand years old…and the hatch still has power."
"Oh…magic?" Drakken shook his head. Shego didn't care about technology, but something that could keep powered for that long… The mad scientists felt a surge of glee…surely they would find something in here.
"I'm going to open it." He said…. and than screamed like a woman as a skeleton, still in rags that had once been a uniform, tumbled out. Shego jumped back, and looked at it, sniffing to confirm.
"I'd say he's been dead awhile, Dr. D. You don't have to hide behind me."
"I wasn't hiding behind you… I was…. Preparing to attack., yes, that's it."
"Uh-huh…well, Let me climb up and…whoah!" Shego said, standing at an odd angle. The Gravity had shifted! She looked back. "Hatches aren't the only thing that work here…" Confirming her statement, the lights in the corridor came on, showing a few more dessicated bodies.
"What killed them, I wonder…" Shego asked herself. Not the crash…they look like they just dropped dead, and weren't crushed or anything.
Nearly an hour later, Shego and Drakken were still wandering the ship…which had to be bigger than anything she'd ever seen….bigger than some cities. They'd seen hanger bays full of fighters and other ships, cargo bays full of some sort of robots, fighters and walkers both—which had quickly entranced Dr. D.
"I wonder where the crew is?" Drakken asked, "Surely those skeletons weren't it…"
"Well, there were those pod thingies—remember how many of them were missing? Maybe they got out that way." Shego shrugged. "in any case, they're long dead, Dr. D…so this baby is ours!" She paused, "Or will be when we can figure out how to read the writing."
"Don't worry about that, Shego… I'll prepare a computer translator immediately…" Drakken turned and pontificating, walked towards another hatch, "And in fact, I'll…." The hatch opened to show a group of figures in it—armored figures with mostly white armor and lots and lots of guns pointed at the two intruders.
Alios (Originally Alpha 6845934), was an ARC trooper…like the rest of his elite unit, he'd been put into suspended animation in the confused aftermath of the attack on the Trade Federation planet. In fact, given the chaos of the battle, and the casualties, most of the troopers that had been transferred to the ship were Elite's of one type or another. And his unit had been set to awaken if anyone entered the ship.
And here they were. The one was some near human species he wasn't aware of, but obviously not a soldier. The other one…the way she stood.
Shego leaped over Drakken and her claws fired with her inborn power.
Alios blinked. It wasn't any force power he'd ever seen, but the Jedi were always full of surprises…and General Dau had promised them that a Jedi would great them…and he'd never failed in his promise.
"Alios Reporting for duty, General." He said, and then realized she didn't know his language.
How much time has gone by?
"Summon a protocol droid, if you can find one!" He ordered one of his men…and than saluted the Jedi.
Shego was ready for an attack, when the lead figure said something…and then snapped a salute as his compatriots holstered their weapons. One turned and left, to go get something. Shego looked at them…now these had potential… far better than anything Jack Hench had come up with.
"Shego?"
"I have no idea, Dr. D." She said, when a robot came up, and started jabbering at them in language after language. Shego groaned…but the robot seemed to be designed to learn languages, and before long, it was speaking…
"The Commander asks if the War is still continuing, General… ah?" the Droid said.
"General? ME?"
"Her?" Drakken asked stupidly. Shego looked at the soldiers and decided to play along.
"General Shego…"
"Ah, yes, are you a Jedi Master?" The droid said, "Your powers seem to indicate it."
"Yes… yes, I am a… master." Shego said. Right now, neither outright lying nor the truth was called for.
"Who are these guys?" She continued gesturing at Drakken to keep quiet.
"These are troopers in the Republic's army, fighting to restore order against the Seperationists." The droid seemed to have an urge to jabber, and Shego wasn't about to make it shut up.
" Well…" She said, "Than they've come to the right place…because I think they can help me here."
"Excellent General." The lead trooper said, kneeling. "We are at your command."
"How many of you are there?" Drakken asked.
"Unknown as yet…but none of the crew survived, just the clone soldiers in coldsleep." He paused, "And much of the robotic equipment we were ordered to recover." Drakken nearly glowed. Those things looked so much better than any doombot he'd ever seen.
"General… what are your orders?" Now the soldiers were looking at Shego.
"Shego…tell them to obey me."
"You? You're not a Jedi." The trooper said.
"Oh yes…" Shego said, "Your general could get used to this." She smiled, "Let's start with a complete inventory of what we have… and than, lets see how you do in action."
End prologue two.