This story is a crossover between Star Wars and Philip K. Dick's novel "Clans of the Alphane Moon." But wait - you don't have to have read that book to understand this story, because I'll explain it to you right now. In fact, I suggest that you not read the book: I personally hated it because the writing style was horrible, but I'm just using the plot here because I thought that it would make for an interesting crossover. In any case, on to the summary.
Alpha III M2 is one of the moons surrounding the planet Alpha. About 50 years before this fanfic, another planet - Terra - established a mental ward on Alpha III M2. However, Terra lost contact with Alpha III M2 and the patients escaped from the ward, killing the doctors there and establishing their own colony. Terra is finally trying to regain control of Alpha III M2, but so is Alpha, to whom Alpha III M2 belonged before the Terrans built the ward there.
This fanfic begins when the Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi are sent to Alpha III M2 to try to prevent a triangular war between Alpha, Alpha III M2, and Terra.
The stars seemed to streak across the velvety sky outside the window, appearing to leave the ship - a small and speedy craft made more for ease of maneuvering than distance - standing still in space. Reflected in the glass were the crystelline blue eyes of the young boy sitting by the window, head propped against one hand as he twisted his tawney braid thoughtfully. "So where are we going again?" The older man standing a few yards from him turned around at his question. "A small moon called Alpha III M2." He turned abruptly back to the papers that he had been examining before, only to be questioned again: "Why?" The man bit his lip to keep from giving mouth to his exasperation. His normally calm, pleasant, and easygoing padawan had seemed to be trying to torment him all day, and his voice had now taken on a decidedly whiney tone. "Because, Obi-Wan," he said in a voice with undercurrents of the 'you're-pushing-it-kid' tone, "the Council has asked us to prevent war from breaking out there. Got it? Good. Now be quiet." "Oh. Ok."
Finally. Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn sighed with relief as seventeen minutes of blessed silence passed. Funny how he'd never before noticed how nice silence re- "Master? What did you say that the planet was called again - Alfalfa Three Mem Two?" Qui-Gon recited Jedi teachings of calm and peace under his breath as he fought the urge to strangle his bothersome padawan. This was going to be a long mission. A very long mission. A very, very long mission.
And he'd accidentally left the box of pre-cut gags at the Temple. How thrilling...
A/N: Sorry about it being so short; I just wanted to set the scene. So, do you want me to continue? There will be some more humor in this, but also a lot of angst - for example, I'm considering having Obi-Wan get stuck in the colony built by the patients from the mental ward... by himself. (Yep, he'll be all alone there with various insane people. No Qui-Gon around to help him stay sane. Heheheh...) Well, I'm working on 5 other stories right now, so whichever ones seem to have the most interest will be the ones that I update. Therefore, please review and let me know if you want me to continue! Thanks.
Alpha III M2 is one of the moons surrounding the planet Alpha. About 50 years before this fanfic, another planet - Terra - established a mental ward on Alpha III M2. However, Terra lost contact with Alpha III M2 and the patients escaped from the ward, killing the doctors there and establishing their own colony. Terra is finally trying to regain control of Alpha III M2, but so is Alpha, to whom Alpha III M2 belonged before the Terrans built the ward there.
This fanfic begins when the Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi are sent to Alpha III M2 to try to prevent a triangular war between Alpha, Alpha III M2, and Terra.
The stars seemed to streak across the velvety sky outside the window, appearing to leave the ship - a small and speedy craft made more for ease of maneuvering than distance - standing still in space. Reflected in the glass were the crystelline blue eyes of the young boy sitting by the window, head propped against one hand as he twisted his tawney braid thoughtfully. "So where are we going again?" The older man standing a few yards from him turned around at his question. "A small moon called Alpha III M2." He turned abruptly back to the papers that he had been examining before, only to be questioned again: "Why?" The man bit his lip to keep from giving mouth to his exasperation. His normally calm, pleasant, and easygoing padawan had seemed to be trying to torment him all day, and his voice had now taken on a decidedly whiney tone. "Because, Obi-Wan," he said in a voice with undercurrents of the 'you're-pushing-it-kid' tone, "the Council has asked us to prevent war from breaking out there. Got it? Good. Now be quiet." "Oh. Ok."
Finally. Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn sighed with relief as seventeen minutes of blessed silence passed. Funny how he'd never before noticed how nice silence re- "Master? What did you say that the planet was called again - Alfalfa Three Mem Two?" Qui-Gon recited Jedi teachings of calm and peace under his breath as he fought the urge to strangle his bothersome padawan. This was going to be a long mission. A very long mission. A very, very long mission.
And he'd accidentally left the box of pre-cut gags at the Temple. How thrilling...
A/N: Sorry about it being so short; I just wanted to set the scene. So, do you want me to continue? There will be some more humor in this, but also a lot of angst - for example, I'm considering having Obi-Wan get stuck in the colony built by the patients from the mental ward... by himself. (Yep, he'll be all alone there with various insane people. No Qui-Gon around to help him stay sane. Heheheh...) Well, I'm working on 5 other stories right now, so whichever ones seem to have the most interest will be the ones that I update. Therefore, please review and let me know if you want me to continue! Thanks.