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Pairings: As I said before, Ed/Win. As well as Anakin/Padmé. I don't know yet, but mayhap Al will find a special someone...
Warnings: Spoilers for the series up until episode twenty four. Things may change, as I'm rewatching the series at the moment. In fact, to be on the safe side, spoilers for throughout the series!
Disclaimer: I don't own neither FMA nor Star Wars. I'd be very, very rich if I did.
Here's the next chapter; enjoy!
The Phantom Menace- And where are we?
The cloud of Trade Federation battle cruisers surrounding the peaceful planet of Naboo looked to Qui Gon Jinn, Jedi Master and ambassador for the Galactic Republic's Chancellor Valorum, like fat white maggots as they spread through space, blocking all access to the planet below them.
Overall, Qui Gon was not impressed. He'd seen many a battleship in his time as a Knight for the Galactic Republic, and this was no different. What mattered was not the powerful ships, more the beings they carried.
The view screen in front of him lit up, and the image of a Neimoidian, an alien with greyish-tan skin and dull orange eyes looked up at him.
Strange, Qui Gon thought, noting the three-pronged headdress worn by the alien. It's one of the Federation's viceroys. Does he great all incoming ships, or are we special?
"Captain," he said aloud. "Tell them we wish to board at once."
"Yes, sir." Said captain looked back to her view screen and spoke into her mike. "With all due respect, the ambassadors for Supreme Chancellor wish to board immediately."
The alien smiled greasily. "Yes, of course. As you know, out blockade is perfectly legal. We'd be happy to receive the ambassadors..." The screen went blank.
As the Federation's ship loomed in front of them, Qui Gon motioned to his Padawan, one Obi Wan Kenobi. The young Jedi's face, from what could be seen under his cloak's hood, was set and stern, as befitted an important mission. Tell tale screeches told that the docking had been successful, and that it was now safe to exit to the hangar bay.
As the two Jedi came down the exit ramp, Qui Gon eyed the protocol droid waiting below. It was odd; the viceroy had been all too happy to speak to them via the comm., but was avoiding them when in person.
The droid bowed hesitantly. "I'm TC-14 at your service. This way please." It waddled off awkwardly, as most droids did. Sparing a glance at his Padawan, Qui Gon followed. He heard Obi Wan following close behind.
The droid lead them to a large room, complete with a conference table and a view of the planet; still surrounded in battleships of course. Not the best view for peace talks, Qui Gon thought.
"I hope you will be quite comfortable here," the droid said, passing around drinks as they sat down. "My masters will be with you shortly." It bowed again, and took its leave.
Alone, both Jedi shook off their hoods. Obi Wan was slightly shorter than his master, with green eyes and short brown hair, not forgetting the single braid dangling over his right shoulder; the trade mark look of the Padawan Learner. Qui Gon wore his greying brown hair long, and sported a small, neat beard. Only the Jedi's clothing was similar; cream tunics, and the dark brown cloaks of the Jedi order.
Obi Wan stared out the window, down at the battle fleet before them. "I have a bad feeling about this," he said finally.
"You're telling me," a sarcastic voice announced from the window, in a dark shadowy corner. Both Jedi jumped to their feet and ignited their lightsabers, which had been concealed until then.
"Brother! I thought you said don't blow our cover!" a second voice scolded.
"Well, despite the funny clothes these two look normal!" the first voice retorted.
"Show yourselves," Qui Gon commanded, suddenly fierce.
A large mass moved. Okay, so it wasn't shadow, a person was just hiding behind a lump of steel... a moving lump of steel. The lump of steel that turned to face the two Jedi, and its eyes glowed red through the confines of its helmet.
"Don't listen to brother," the steel shaped like a suit of armour said. "He's just as shocked as I am. When Gate said we were coming here, we didn't think-"
"Shut up, Al, we don't know if we can trust them!" A short blond teenager stalked into view, wearing black pants and a black shirt and a red coat with a strange symbol on the back.
"Sorry brother," the steel apologised.
Obi Wan stared at the suit of armour and turned to the blond. "That's fine workmanship. How did you manage to get it to sound so... human?"
The blond bristled. "Al is human! I oughta-" he leapt at the Jedi only to be held back by the large... maybe-droid.
Qui Gon tested the Force around the two. The blond had a temper, that much he could tell in a glance but the armour...
"You even feel alive," he marvelled. Both blond and armour stopped and stared at him.
"What do you mean 'feel'?" the steel asked.
"What do you mean 'feel' alive, old man?! Of course he's alive- wait, what?" the blond yelled before finally catching on to the armour's question.
Qui Gon opened his mouth to repeat his remark, but the words were drowned out by a loud explosion from the direction of the hangar.
The blond harrumphed, and quickly told the older Jedi Master, "See, that saves me from mentioning it out of the blue. The creepy looking grey... things want you dead. And since you seem more... human than them..."
"Can we stick with you, please?" The amour asked, sounding fretful, and it clasped its leather gauntlets in front of it in a gesture of well being.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Obi Wan raising an eyebrow at the armour. It was like a human or alien life had been trapped there, instead of a droid that was designed to act like a living being.
"Stay close," Qui Gon ordered, catching the look Obi Wan had shot him at the words. Not more pathetic life forms...? his apprentices' eyes seemed to ask.
"Good idea, old man," the blond replied. A hissing noise immediately diverted all attention to the roof. A green cloud was seeping through a vent close to the ceiling.
"Gas!" it was the blond again. He sucked in a deep breath as the Jedi did the same.
Winry was confused. No, scratch that; she was beyond confused. One moment, she had been talking to First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, the next, she had faded and reappeared here. Wherever 'here' was.
When she had woken up, she'd had a splitting headache, was lying flat on her back and hadn't any idea in the world where she was. The room she was in was furnished in silks the colour of the setting sun and regal looking high backed chairs were scattered about. The floors were marble, and the windows on either side of the room were gigantic, holding views for miles, down the cliffs and out onto the plains. Wait... plains?
This just confused her. There were no plains in Central, at all! And the amount of flora she was seeing here was doubled to that she'd see in Risembool, let alone Central!
Where the hell was she?!
Voices made Winry look up, and to the double doors at what looked to be the front of the room opened. Without a second thought, she dove behind one of the marble pillars that were supporting the high ceiling, and brought out her hidden weapon; her trusty wrench.
A group of five girls emerged from wherever the doors lead. One was dressed in an over decorated red gown, a rather large headdress secured on her head. Her face was painted completely white, except for her lips; the top was bright red, as was a small portion of the bottom lip. Two red spots were painted in the centre of each of her cheeks. Her face was expressionless. The other four girls were dressed in hooded robes that swung to the floor, the colour of flames. One look at the five was enough for Winry to question her sanity. Maybe she'd just fainted from the shock and was hallucinating.
"Your highness," one of the girls came forward. "It is time."
"I never thought it would come to this,. Damn the viceroy," the person in the red gown replied, her voice lilting with a strange accent Winry had never heard before. The girl sat and sighed heavily. She quickly took the headdress off. "Secure the room," she ordered the rest of the girls. Winry tensed, cursing silently. Dream or no, she may have to fight, though the prospect didn't appeal to her.
The doors sealed when one of the girls went and tapped what looked like a code onto a pad near the main seat. No matter the danger she could be on, Winry itched to see how the door mechanism worked. The rest of the girls fanned out, stationing themselves near windows, luckily, leaving the window near Winry free. She looked around desperately for a better place to hide, and discovered a cove near the window.
It took her a only a few seconds to work out the times as to when the girls were looking the other way. Only a few more seconds to get into a crouching position unnoticed and time her break. When she made it, however, she didn't anticipate this loud, flying thing deciding to do a fly-by, right outside her window.
And, as one tends to do when startled out of their wits by something she had never seen before, Winry half screamed. Then she shut her mouth and cursed silently some more.
Stupid, stupid, stupid! She mentally berated herself. Now they knew she was there.
"What was that?" the lilting accent of 'her highness' echoed around the silent room. "Eirtaé?"
Unfortunately, the girl closest to Winry was the one that answered. "Yes, milady?"
"Sweep the room."
"Of course." And, of course, she headed in Winry's direction. Damn, they must be trained for this... Winry thought. She held her wrench tightly, and looked up straight into the barrel of a pistol unlike any she had ever seen. Which was strange, as the girl knew Hawkeye's gun collection almost by heart, and Hawkeye quite possibly owned every type of gun in the whole of Amestris.
Oh crap, Winry thought.
After this, I believe I'll write from Ed and Al's point of view. I was just starting with Qui Gon to set the scene. Anyway, I hope you liked.
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