I'm sorry, everyone. I know I keep posting a lot of new stories, but this one seemed like a good idea when I thought it up. A new Ben 10 crossover with Star Wars. Now, this one takes place in the Gwen 10 timeline with a bit of a darker twist to it. I hope you guys enjoy the idea, because this won't be the same Ben you think it is. Also, this version of Ben Tennyson will be a bit OOC, hope you don't mind. But now, let's turn it over to the actual chapter.
*I still own neither Ben 10 or Star Wars: The Clone Wars!*
"You're stuck with me, Skyguy!" = Normal Speech
'There is no emotion, there is peace.' = Thoughts
'There is no chaos, there is harmony.' = Force Ghost Talking
"There is no ignorance, there is knowledge." = Someone Yelling
Prologue: Found!
Shaak Ti sighed as she walked the streets of the planet known as Earth. She had been assigned by the Jedi Council to search the planet for a strong Force Signature that they had discovered during a meditation session, but it was very slow going. Right now, she just wanted to go back to the hotel she was staying at and take a nice, long nap.
Especially with the giant load of Bantha Poodoo that she's had to put up with from a local galactic police force known as the Plumbers. Though, she doesn't quite understand why they named themselves after men and women who spend their days unclogging drains and fixing pipes. But they'd been harassing her since she docked on this planet with a small squad of Clones to assist her. They wanted her to give them information on what she is. They wanted her to divulge the secrets of the Jedi ways to them.
Ch'yeah! Like that was going to happen!
Shaak growled as she recalled a couple of tiny alien frogs known as Galvan, trying to scan her and talking about possibly dissecting her to learn more about her Togrutan physiology. Before they started arguing, that is. Which she used to give them the slip.
'Do those two act like that every day?! It's like those guys are running a Daycare! If I had to spend even FIVE MINUTES with those two, they'd have been fed to a Rancor before they even uttered their first syllable!' Shaak thought in annoyance before mentally adding 'Huh. Where did that come from?'
And I'm pretty certain that the rest of the Plumbers feel the same way about those two dithering dunderheads.
But that's when she sensed it. The Force Signature… And it's getting weaker!
Rushing towards the source of the Force Signature, her training in the Jedi arts guiding her, and found herself coming towards an alleyway near a broken down restaurant that from what the sign said was once called 'Mister Smoothie'. Though, why anyone would make a restaurant like that is beyond her.
Personally, she prefers to dine at Dexter's Diner whenever she gets the chance. Dex is an old friend of Jedi Knight, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and treats all of his customers with kindness and an easy-going friendly nature that just makes the big lug so likeable. And the food he prepares is fantastic!
But she's getting off track here.
The Togruta woman came to the entrance of the alley and followed the slowly fading Force Signature, hoping and praying to the Force that she was not too late. The thought of a child dying when she could have done something to protect them made her sick to her stomach, and she always did everything she could on her missions to help them.
As she walked deeper into the alley, she sensed the Force emanating weakly from within the confines of a cardboard box. She walked over and flipped it over, thinking it might be a small mammal or something like that.
What she saw would haunt her until the day she became one with the Force.
It was a small child. No older than eleven from the look of things. But the little one was so tiny, he looked younger than he really is. The little guy is an alien species known as a Zabrak, an Imperial Space member of his species, judging from the look of his tattoos. His skin is orange, a shade darker than that of a certain youngling that Shaak knows, making his black facial tattoos much more prominent. He had no hair, and all around his head were little blunt stubs that were a clear sign of his horns growing in. Although, he's covered in filth and looks like he's skin and bone due to not eating enough, if at all. But that isn't the part that made Shaak want to throw up.
No, it was the sight of the little guy's legs. They looked badly turn up and bent in places that they shouldn't be. It went from above the knees all the way to his feet. Thinking quickly, Shaak placed two fingers on the boy's neck to try and find a pulse. She sighed in slight relief as she found he still has a pulse, but it's very weak.
"What do I do? He needs medical help immediately, but I can't move him from this spot without stabilizing him first. Especially not with how he is now." Shaak said to herself.
Knowing what had to be done, Shaak took out her Comm-Link and called for the captain of her Clone Troopers.
"Captain Gree, I need you and your men to get to my location right away! Bring all of your medical equipment and get here as quickly as you can! I've found the Force Sensitive child we've been looking for!"
"Yes, General! At once!" responded the Clone Captain.
Ending the call, Shaak Ti began performing first aid to help at least make sure the child kept his legs. But with the shape they're in, that seems unlikely. Once that was done, Shaak took a seat next to the young child. She had no idea what a Zabrak was doing so far from his home planet like this, especially on a planet that seemed so anti-alien.
Perhaps he and his family are illegal immigrants trying to find a home away from the war? It's possible, I mean the war has already reached as far as the Outer Rim, so who knows what planets and what kinds of sentient life has been affected by it. And how.
"General! We're here and we got the med supplies…"
Captain Gree's words died in his throat as he saw the condition of the child. Especially his legs and how they were pretty much destroyed.
"Oh my god…! Doc, Splint! Hurry up and start healing the poor kid!" Gree ordered.
"Yes sir!" the two clones said, snapping out of their shock.
The two clones knelt down next to the child and began to run a few medical scans. Doc ran the scanner while Splint began to take care of all of the minor damage. As Doc looked over the medical scan results, he found himself disgusted by what he was seeing.
"General, the scans are showing me clear signs of child abuse and neglect. He's severely malnourished and underweight, he has a case of dehydration, multiple bruises and fractures that aren't healing properly, but the worst part of this is his legs. They've been broken beyond repair, and I don't think we can get him to the Jedi Healers in time to try and help save them. Our best bet is to bring him with us back to the hotel and try to get some food and water in him." Doc reported.
Shaak looked down at the little Zabrak boy, her eyes filling with sorrow. She knows that the Jedi Code says that there is no emotion, there is peace, but that didn't stop her from feeling sad for the little guy.
"I will carry him. Once we get back to the hotel, I will contact Luminara and have her come here with a team of healers and some Droid prosthetic legs. It's likely we will have to amputate his legs in order to at least save his life." Shaak said.
The clones nodded in agreement and started to pack up their equipment. The child's wounds had been dressed and he was stabilized, so Shaak picked him up in her arms, notting how light he was. This wasn't good. They need to get him to eat and regain his lost weight.
Although, with how he shows signs of neglect and abuse, it's likely he didn't weigh much to begin with.
Anyway, Shaak Ti and her Clone Troopers walked out of the alley and began to trek back to the hotel. They had to hurry if they wanted to save the youngling's life.
*To Be Continued…*
Ben's Character Customization (Created in SWTOR)
Species: Imperial Zabrak
Eventual Body Type: Type 2 (Lean Muscle)
Head: Type 4
Scars: Type 1
Complexion: Type 1
Eye Color: Type 6 (Silver)
Tattoos: Type 5
Horns and Hair: Type 13
Hair Color: None
Skin Color: Orange