****Author's Note****
Hi guys! Here is the next chapter. Now, I had this originally posted as a Supernatural/Star Wars: The Clone Wars Crossover, but as I look ahead in my notes, I realized that this would better fit in the category of Supernatural/Avengers Crossover. The Jedi are still in the fic, but they take more of a support role as The Avengers, Hydra, and Lucifer will eventually become the focal points of the story. The title will remain the same, but if I don't get enough views, I will change it. As always, I don't own any of the universes in this fic, the only thing I own is the plotline and the OC, Satra Madine. Please enjoy this chapter! :)
Chapter Two: Planning and Plots
At Satra's Apartment
"This is my apartment, please make yourselves comfortable. I need to speak with Castiel," Satra announced after everyone had gotten over the shock of the instant travel. Satra motioned for Castiel to follow her into the small study space as she walked out of the kitchen. Once they were inside, Satra shut and locked the door, and turned towards Cas.
"Did you get a clear view of our attackers' faces?" Satra asked.
"I did. While I did not recognize them, I did notice that some were wearing name tags with an insignia on them."
"What did that insignia look like, Castiel?"
"It was an octopus, but instead of eight tentacles, there was six, and the head was replaced with a skeleton."
"Then it is as I feared. We must speak with my handler, he will relay this information, and get back to us with a strategy and meeting time. Do not tell anyone else about this. They must not know, not until I get clearance for them to know."
"Right. I suggest we exit this room before they start to get suspicious. I also believe you have a certain feline visitor."
"Thank you, Castiel," Satra replied as they exited the study space, only to find a cat with a bored expression on her face as Dean was trying to pet it. "Dean, I suggest you leave her alone, she does not like to be pet. She will bite more than one finger off if you try."
Dean backed off after hearing Satra's warning and looked up with wild eyes. Satra smirked as she sat on the floor in front of the cat and gave her a scratch behind the ears. "Tell the headmaster that things are going fine right now, but we may need his assistance in the future," Satra mumbled so low only Castiel could hear. Satra then stood up and went to the fridge and pulled out a small plate of finely cut fish and a small bowl of pumpkin juice. She set the dishes before the cat and went back to the fridge and grabbed a half-empty bottle of vodka. "Are you even old enough to drink that?" Dean asked.
"I am well old enough to drink this Dean. I have been alive since before the day that Captain America went into the ice to save thousands of lives and the city that would become my home for the next 20 years."
"Wait, so how old are you?"
"I am technically 80 years old, but my physical age is 19. It was around that time that I stopped aging. It was also around that time when I was captured by a government agency and was studied and tortured due to my special abilities. To this day, the sound of thunder still sends a bit of fear into my heart."
"If you don't mind me asking, Satra, what did they do to you?" Ahsoka asked.
"I would rather not say, but you instead let my scars do the talking," Satra replied as she slowly lifted the back of her shirt up. All the occupants in the room, minus Castiel and the cat gasped in shock at the sight of the scars running up and down her back. "Those of you who are force sensitive may touch my back to see what happened to me. That ordeal is still painful for me to discuss even after all this time."
Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan each placed a hand on Satra's back and there was a collective gasp as they saw the horrors that she went through. Dean looked like was about to complain about not being able to see what the others were when Castiel walked over and placed two fingers on his forehead.
Two minutes later, Satra was sipping out of the bottle while Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka went into a back bedroom to talk about recent events. Dean was sitting on the couch with the cat, who had surprisingly warmed up to him in the last few minutes. Castiel stood by the window, keeping watch with a blank look on his face. "Her name's Minerva," Satra spoke up, knowing what Dean was going to ask. "Minerva, don't you think you should head back? I know the children would miss you terribly and they would get into much trouble if you weren't there to keep an eye on them."
Minerva suddenly yelped and looked up at the clock before quickly running out the slightly open door. "What was that about? Does she always do that?" Dean asked, looking stunned.
"Let's just say she's a very intelligent cat who is on a very strict schedule."
"Things just keep getting weirder," Dean replied.
Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan discuss recent events in Satra's spare bedroom
"I'm not sure what to think of this Anakin. We need to get back as soon as possible before the Council starts looking for us."
"I know, Obi-Wan. But it's not like we can go anywhere. Our ship was damaged, and we don't even know if we can get home on time to even see the Clone Wars through. Heck, we don't even know if we will be alive by the time our ship reaches the galaxy. She did say our galaxy was over 100,000 light years away," Anakin replied.
"Master is right. The first thing we need to do is talk with Satra and see if she knows a way to get us home. Then we go from there," Ahsoka put in.
"I'm not so sure we can trust Satra. She may have helped us on Geonosis, but that doesn't mean she didn't bring those attackers to us. And there's another thing. I sense that she's extremely strong with the Force, strong enough to rival Master Yoda. And with what we saw of her past today, she could be easily turned to the dark side, given the circumstances. I sense she wants revenge on the people that tortured her, and revenge is not the Jedi way."
"Obi-Wan, can we please just give her a try. Maybe we should train her. That way if she ever runs across a dangerous or difficult situation, she can defend herself easier."
"Anakin, I think she is more than capable of defending herself. And how are we supposed to train her? There is not a Jedi temple near here, or at least not one that we know of. We have no way of training her, much less the means of making lightsabers here."
"Please, Obi-Wan. I think we can do this. Let's meditate and see if we can locate a temple in the area. We don't know if there have been other Jedi to stumble upon this planet, and I get the feeling that we weren't the only ones to have run across this problem before."
"Alright, we'll meditate and search for a temple. If we don't find one, we don't train her. If we do find one, we will train her collectively. I don't need another Padawan."
Satra's apartment, study room
"It's not looking good, Fury. Hydra is onto us. We may have to bring in the Avengers for this. These people I have with me are very important to another timeline, and I'd rather not screw this up or the Star Wars that we know today will not exist. Only the first two prequel movies will. We need to get Hydra taken care of fast."
"Has Dumbledore made contact with you?"
"Yes, through McGonagall. I told him to stay out of things for now, but to be prepared in case we need his assistance."
"Very well, Satra. They have full security clearance, and are now under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s protection."
"Thank you, Director Fury."