TFX and Star Wars Rebels crossover
Read up! This is going to be a long winded fan fiction. I'm talking like, 40+ chapters. There are web-comics portraying my characters, but I will give you the back story about TFX next chapter. If you want to read any of the comics, let me know. Leave suggestions!
Chapter 1 - A New Friend
-Rebels-
As usual, nothing was going as planned. Ezra had been captured, AGAIN, and had to be rescued. Kanaan silently snuck down the corridor of the Star Destroyer towards the detention block. A nervous Sabine was behind him, followed by a few rebel soldiers.
"Where the hell could he be, Kanaan?", asked Sabine.
One of the rebel soldiers sighed in frustration, and covered the rear of the small procession.
"I don't know, you do know I can't exactly see where we are going like you do", replied the blind Jedi. "I can only see the energies of the things around us. I'm working on seeing obstacles".
If it wasn't for the Force, he would have been pretty much useless to the rebel cell. Up ahead, a stormtroopers' commlink could be heard going off.
"The prisoner escaped! JK-109, take your squad and head to cell block D5!", ordered an officer.
"Roger that! Squad, let's move!"
A small group of stormtroopers ran through an intersection, past the group of rebels, who had silently taken cover. Suddenly they heard the ignition of a lightsaber.
"He's here! Call for re-en- GAH!", a stormtrooper yelped.
The unconscious body flew down the hall through the intersection ahead. A stormtrooper ran the opposite direction, and as he turned back to fire, the whirring of a thrown lightsaber filled the air.
"Hhkkkt..." the stormtrooper gargled, as the saber slammed into his chest, and he fell down dead.
The young Padawan ran around the corner.
"What took you so long?", Ezra joked.
Sabine grinned under her helmet. Even after capture, Ezra was always cheeky. But then she noticed how dishevled he looked. He seemed to be bleeding too.
Oh my god, he looks like hell, she thought.
"Ghost, Specter 6 has arrived", reported a rebel.
"Get back here, and hurry. Something is amiss with this imperial fleet", replied Hera.
The group silently retreated back to the side of the ship where the Ghost was attached to.
"Kanaan, do you sense that? I'm sensing something that I have never sensed before, but it's not-", Ezra was interrupted by an alarm on the destroyer.
"Unknown ship detected off of the starboard bow! Battle stations!", ordered the ships commander.
"Specter 1, you need to get here and have the crew see this.", said Hera.
The group retreated into the Ghost and the engines warmed up as the small freighter detached from the star destroyer. With all the commotion, the ship departed relatively unnoticed.
"Wait...what is that?", asked Zeb.
The Lasat peered at the unknown ship which was the cause of the commotion.
"Hera, I want to stick around and have you see what this other ship is up to. Can you hack the comms, Chop?", asked Kanaan.
The droid complained, as usual, but hacked into the Imperial comms. He then grumpily let out a few whirrs and beeps.
"Chopper, what about that other ship?", asked Sabine, worried.
The droid snorted and replied. Ezra walked up behind both of them.
"What do you mean, you can't?", he asked, and peered at the ship from a view port.
The ship in question was a large, tan colored frigate. Written in an unknown alphabet was the name of the ship.
"What is that even written in?", said a shocked rebel.
"Hey!", Sabine said. "Listen to this!".
-TFX-
"Unidentified spacecraft, this is the Aggressor of the Imperial Navy. Identify yourself or we will fire!", ordered the star destroyer.
On board the ship, a tall powerful looking figure stood in black and gold armor.
"Go on, Admiral Lacey, identify to them. I'm not sure where we are but revealing our identity shouldn't be an issue", gently ordered the tall figure to an admiral.
"Roger that, marshal", replied Lacey as he opened up the comms.
The marshal frowned, and looked at the small fleet of ships in front of him with his piercing amber eyes.
"This is the TFSC Intrepid of Task Force 100", said Lacey. "We are on a scouting mission, expanding our own galaxies' horizons. We're from a galaxy nearby".
The star destroyer shifted position slightly.
"Sir!", yelled a tall dark scaled reptilian alien, "They're preparing to fire!".
"I wouldn't worry about it, Ai'kla. Our shields are up. However, prepare to fire a salvo at that leading ship!", ordered the marshal.
All around the ship, the sliding blocks of the railguns being prepared could be heard. "'Scouting', are we? Extragalactic threats are not permitted! Depart or you will be-", the transmission was cut off by Ai'kla, who sensed the evil in the ships' commander.
"They're not going to listen, I can see that. Marshal, we need to open fire before they do!", said Ai'kla.
The battle was over before it started. The railguns of the Intrepid had found their mark immediately. The shots slammed into the star destroyer, wrecking it almost instantly. The Aggressor emitted series of small explosions and broke apart before it could fire a single shot.
"Direct hit marshal Irving", said Ai'kla.
The rest of the hostile fleet immediately retreated, and jumped into hyperspace.
"There's a small freighter that didn't retreat", said a radar officer.
"Contact them, please", ordered Irving.
Something told him that the small freighter had been watching that entire encounter, hiding from that Imperial fleet.
-Rebels-
Aboard the Ghost, there was silence. The crew was in shock at what they had just experienced. Sabine shivered.
Holy shit, we almost got our shit rocked, she thought.
"Kanaan...did you...", Ezra said in awe.
"I could feel that powerful explosion, that's for sure. Those deaths in the force too", remarked Kanaan.
The ship appeared to be staying stationary for now. The comm channel lit up.
"Are you okay? That was a really nasty explosion. Seeing as you stuck around, you're probably friendly", said Lacey.
"Yes, we're alright. The Empire is our enemy too", replied Hera.
A softer spoken voice now was on the channel. "I'm deeply sorry that you had to experience that violent encounter", said Irving.
"Who is he?", asked Zeb. "I like how he kicks ass!".
"If I knew, Zeb, I would have said so", replied Hera grumpily. "Well, apologies for not introducing myself. I am captain Hera, of the Ghost. We are part of a larger rebel cell. A rebellion against this tyrannical empire. If I may ask, who is this I am speaking to?"
"You are speaking with marshal Orion Irving, of Task Force 100", replied Irving.
The crew shot confused looks at each other.
"Who and what is that?", asked Sabine.
"I'm not sure...nothing we have heard of before, that's for sure. I doubt that battle was a trick", replied Hera.
"Well, we'll best be on our way", replied Irving.
"Wait, why don't you follow us back to our base so we can talk about being allies?", asked Hera.
The crew of the ghost flew by the frigate, gawking at the construction and weapons.
"Railguns...not something you see often", remarked Hera.
A fighter flew out of the hangar from the frigate and flew over the ship, investigating it.
"Whoa! Did you hear the power of that engine?", said Zeb amazed.
Chopper chittered in mistrust. The fighter fired its thrusters and circled around the ship, before grouping up with a few more spacecraft and heading towards the wreckage of the star destroyer. Hera watched as they intercepted a few TIE fighters which had been headed towards the frigate. A message came through the channel. The TIE's had surrendered.
"I'll say one thing", remarked Ezra. "I'm happy they are on our side".
Kanaan sensed the ships commander through the force.
He's quite strong in the force...a lot of them are, he mused to himself.
Hera and Sabine put in the coordinates for the jump to the base.
"Captain Hera, we accept your gratuitous offer", replied Irving. "Please send the coordinates so that we may depart ASAP".
"Roger that. We'll see you there, marshal Irving", said Hera. She started the hyperdrive and jumped into hyperspace.
-TFX-
"I don't know, any objections, crew? We all took a pledge to help those in trouble all throughout the universe", said Irving.
Several voices spoke up at once, all in favor of returning to this rebel cells' base. One thing was for sure. The crew was stir crazy. Irving couldn't help but smile at their dedication to helping others in need.
"Captain Hera, we accept your gratuitous offer", replied Irving. "Please send the coordinates so that we may depart ASAP".
"Roger that. We'll see you there, marshal Irving", said Hera.
"Ai'kla, get us to that location. I need to get on the line with some of our other ships so we can properly meet these people", said Irving.
The young marshal thought about how ugly war could get. This would be no exception, now with this weird xenophobic Empire on his ass. He sighed. Things always got complicated. Then again, it would be boring if it didn't. He walked down the corridor, and into the comm center. A large powerfully built green reptilian alien who had long sharp fangs met him as soon as he walked in. Irving grinned. Even though the alien looked fearsome, he was a great friend.
"Mind shooting a message over to Col. Wolffe for me, Arka?", he asked the alien.
"Roger that, marshal", replied Arka.
"Give him these coordinates, and tell him to bring a few ships from the 3rd fleet to this location", said Irving. "If we are going to help this group of rebels, I am going to have to do it right".
Arka grinned, and sent the message. As the marshal walked out, Arka smiled to himself. Finally, some action after 4 months of travel. Arka contacted Wolffe with the orders from Irving. A voice with a southern American accent answered.
"Ahka? What's up man?", said Wolffe.
"We just were threatened by a hostile ship and dealt with the threat accordingly. We've made some friends with a rebellion against this galaxies' er...Empire." Wolffe shifted, completely focused now. "Marshal Irving has some orders for you bud. Jump to these coordinates, and meet us with a few ships from the fleet".
"Rogah that, we're still a ways off, but we will hurry", replied Wolffe.
"Roger colonel. Arka out", said Arka as he closed the transmission.
He clicked his jaws in a moment of thought, and then walked to the bridge. This time, a large fox-like alien wearing grey and green armor was conversing with the marshal. Arka smiled.
"Lieutenant Barrex", he said, as he shook his hand.
"Ah, 1st sergeant Arka! We were just talking about that situation earlier", said Barrex.
His red eyes lit up as he talked about it. Arka couldn't help but grin.
"You were pretty bored too, huh man. Well, I'd rather be helping save lives, even though this is important as well."
Irving couldn't help but smile too.
"Sir", said Arka, taking a businesslike tone. "Wolffe is en-route. From the sound of it, he is just outside the galaxy and he will arrive at that base in a few hours."
"Good to hear", said Irving, as he returned to the bridge. "Admiral Lacey, make the jump".