Author's Note: Had this idea pop into my head while watching Revenge of the Sith at 3 in the morning. I've always wanted to do a sw/hp crossover. I figured this was a good a place to start as any. Sorry if this starts off slow/strange; I was really impatient with the beginning. I really like to get into the action parts, but if I do that, I end up not writing the exposition. Oh well, r&r please! Oh, and please excuse my bad science. I don't know much about wormholes and the like.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J.K. Rowling, Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. Inc. and also characters and situations created and owned by George Lucas and Lucasfilm Ltd. Copyright infringement in these pages is not intended.
Summary: Two Jedi escape Order 66 and on their way to Alderaan, are transported to another galaxy, far, far, away. WARNING: May contain Revenge of the Sith and books 1-5 spoilers.
Jedi Master Kruk Endeel was on a diplomatic mission when Order 66 was put into effect. Together with his young apprentice, Jedi Knight Ares Rigel, they had managed to escape their would-be assassins, the very clone troopers the had fought with through the Clone Wars, and were now flying across space to Coruscant in their Jedi Interceptors. They had received a coded retreat message to rendezvous at the temple. However, Endeel felt uneasy returning to the temple. Something wasn't right.
"Master," Ares' voice crackled over the comm. Endeel keyed his mic.
"What is it Ares?" Endeel asked.
"I have a bad feeling about returning to the Jedi Temple," Ares answered, voicing Endeel's own thoughts.
"As do I," Endeel replied. "Perhaps it would be best if we--" Kruk was stopped mid-sentence as the signal from the temple was cut off. A moment later, the signal returned, but with a differnet pattern. The signal pattern to stay away from the temple.
"Well, that's convenient," said Ares lightly.
"Yes. It is." Endeel pulled up the star map on his main screen. They were in empty space, between the mid rim and inner rim worlds of Lannik and Mimban. Endeel studied the map for a moment before keying in some numbers, calculating the distance between them and Alderaan.
"Ares, starting pulling the numbers a jump to Alderaan," Endeel instructed.
"Alderaan?" Ares questioned.
"Yes," Endeel answered. "Senator Organa can be trusted. He is a good friend to many of the Council. I feel that Alderaan is our safest choice at this time."
"Yes, Master." Ares began pulling the numbers from the nav computer for the hyperspace jump to Alderaan. "I hope you're right, Kruk." Endeel smiled.
"So do I," he said. A beep indicated that the coordinates from the nav computer were ready. "Are you finished yet?" Endeel asked.
"Just about... yes, now I'm ready," Ares answered.
"Alright, prepare for lightspeed," Endeel instructed, synching their ships so they would jump at the same time. "Okay, here we go." Kruk started the jump sequence. The stars turned to streaks of white, before abruptly turning back to pricks of light. All around his cockpit, lights were flashing and sensors were giving off warnings.
"What's going on?" Ares yelled over the comm.
"I don't know... it seems that we've entered a gravity well," Endeel responded, his hands racing across his panels, trying to figure out what had happened. The numbers coming back did not look good.
"Master, is that--" Ares began. He didn't need to finish. Endeel saw it at once. A wormhole.
"This, " Endeel said, "is not good. R4, transfer all energy to the engines! All power to reverse thrusters!" R4, Kruk's astromech droid, made a series of beeps in response.
"Master, this isn't going to work!" Ares yelled to his mentor. "We're caught!"
"Keep trying!" Kruk shouted back. But he knew it was no use. They could do nothing to escape the wormhole. Suddenly, the lights and all the instruments went out in Kruk's cockpit. Endeel watched as his ship edged closer to the gaping maw of the wormhole. Then, time seemed to stop, and everything became elongated as the wormhole stretched them to infinity. All went black.
Ares didn't know how long he had been out. The last thing he remembered was trying to escape the wormhole, and then nothing. Using the Force to clear his mind, Ares' eyes scanned his control panel. It looked like most of the instruments were out. He did a manual reboot of his control and nav systems. The lights on the panels blinked on. Ok, now lets see if the comm works Ares thought to himself.
"Master, do you read?" Ares asked into his headset, looking out of his canopy and into the darkness of space. He spotted Kruk's ship port and to aft.
"Yes, Ares, I read you," Kruk's voice crackled over Are's headset. Ares breathed a sigh of relief. "How is you ship?"
"It seems to be ok," Ares answered. "I have my control and nav systems up. Not much else, though."
"Same here," Kruk said. There was a pause before Kruk came back on the comm. "Ares, my scanners aren't working. Can you use yours to scan the area so we can figure out where we are?"
"Sure thing, Master," Ares replied, running his scanners. After a brief moment, the scanners came back negative. "That's odd," he mumbled.
"What is it?" Kruk asked.
"Scanners aren't picking up anything. No recognizable constellations, the nav computer can't locate where we are," Ares said. "It's like we're not in the same galaxy."
"Perhaps we're not," Kruk said in a low voice. Now there's a scary idea Ares thought to himself. "Ares, do a scan for any planetary bodies in the vicinity. We need to land and take a look at our ships, and if possible, get a transport to Alderaan."
"Yes, Master." Ares did a quick scan of the area. Hearing a small beep, Ares focused on his main screen. Surprisingly, they were headed straight for a medium sized planet. Headed at it at an alarming rate. "Well Master, we're very close to a planet. In fact, you should see it in a--" Ares was cut off as his R5 unit beeped a warning. Ares looked out his canopy, shocked to see a blue and green planet covered with clouds coming into their view.
"Yes, I see it now," Kruk said in a dry voice. "It seems as if that wormhole threw us out at quite a speed."
"Yeah, I'd say so," Ares replied. "Master, R5 says at this rate, we're going to enter the planet's atmosphere in about forty-five seconds."
"Well, it looks as if we have no choice in landing now," Kruk said. "Eject you hyperspace ring, otherwise it'll burn up in reentry," he instructed. "Set it to orbit."
"Yes, Master," Ares answered, doing as Kruk did the same with his hyperspace ring. "Master, it looks like we'll be crash landing."
"Oh, and why is that?"
"R5 doesn't detect any space ports, and it seems that both our repulsorlift systems were damaged in the wormhole," Ares answered.
"Can you find out where we're going to crash at?" Kruk asked, starting to prepare his ship for a rough landing.
"It look like we're going end up on a small piece of land that's a number of kilometers from a main continent," Ares said. "At least we won't be ditching in the ocean."
"Oh, that makes me feel a lot better," Kruk mumbled. "Alright, we're going to enter the atmosphere." Ares focused on his instruments. With no repulsorlifts, they would have no way to slow down. Instead, after they'd enter the atmosphere, they'd have to shut off their power and glide in. Ares was not looking forward to this.
"We're in the atmosphere," Ares said, shutting off the power to his craft. The two ships broke through the cloud cover to see a wilderness of forest below them. Forest that was quickly coming towards them. "Ohhh, this is going to be rough..." Ares whispered. He opened his wings to try to catch more and to slow his decent. It worked but it was not enough. His Jedi Interceptor started to nick the tops of the trees. Ares was thrown against his seat restraints and jostled around. With no power and no repulsorlifts, Ares could not maneuver his ship. The tip of his craft hit a tree trunk and his ship cart wheeled.
Ares couldn't count the number of times his ship flipped over and over. Instead, he used the Force to keep himself from getting sick. His ship hit another tree and the ship started spinning in another direction. Ares could sense the ground coming closer and braced himself for impact.
The impact, not as bad as he had expected, was still pretty hard. Ares shook his head and looked out of his canopy. By some miracle, he had landed right side up. He noticed Kruk's ship not far from his own. It didn't look any worse than he imagined his own did. Keying his mic, Ares unstrapped himself from his seat.
"R5, can you give me a read-out of the environment?" Ares asked his droid. R5 made of series of beeps and the read-out showed up on his screen. "Well, it looks pretty nice to me. Breathable air is good enough." Ares hit the release for his canopy. It opened with a hiss, and warm air flooded into his cockpit. Ares leaped out and landed with a soft thud on the ground. He heard small hiss of air and noticed that Kruk was getting out of his own ship. "Are you alright, Master?" Ares asked, soon beside Kruk.
"Yes, yes, I appear to be okay," Kruk answered. "And you?"
"I'm fine," Ares replied, looking around them. "I sense a lot of darkness in this forest..." he trailed off. Kruk nodded his head.
"As do I," he acknowledged. "I also sense human life forms not far from here. That way," he said, pointing out of the forest.
"So we head that way?" Ares inquiered. Kruk nodded again.
"Have your R5 unit do a diagnostic run on you Interceptor," Kruk instructed. "Some of our systems may be out, but I believe that we should be able to repair them, given enough time." Ares nodded, and told R5 to do a diagnostic scan on his ship. "And now we go."
"It doesn't seem that those life forms are too far away," Ares stated, pulling his hood up on his brown cloak as Kruk did the same.
"No, not far at all," Kruk said, and they headed out into the forest.