Blasters and Wands, Chapter Four

Disclaimer: The rights to any successful franchise would be very nice right about now. Sadly, it is not to be, especially the rights to Harry Potter of Star Wars.

Harry was in his fighter when he received his next transmission, this time from the Star Destroyer orbiting the planet.

"Sir, I'm transmitting the co-ordinates of your hyperdrive ring now. We took the liberty of placing your belongings in the cargo area in your fighter. I had no idea that that area was so small! Oh, and you won't be accompanying you to Kashyyyk. The senate decided to change us back to Clone Troopers as opposed to Stormtroopers, and we have to get new armor. I much prefer that armor to our armor now, we look less, well, evil."

Harry smiled. The trooper was a little nervous at addressing his commander.

"Right trooper. I have the co-ordinates. Have fun with the new armor. I will have some troops with me on Kashyyyk though? Right?"

"Yes sir. The 724th legion will be with you, leading the heroic charge against the evil foes of-"

"Thank you trooper. That will be all." Harry cut the connection. The trooper was starting to sound a little Dobby-ish.

Harry carefully maneuvered his fighter into the hyperdrive ring, locked the clamps, set the co-ordinates for Kashyyyk, and engaged the hyperdrive.

While the blurry background of hyperspace streaked by, he settled in for a nap.

He had been asleep for three hours when the beeping of his communicator jolted him awake.

Still half-asleep, Harry answered the communicator with a sleepy, "Yes?"

The voice of his master's old enemy Yoda came through the speaker, clearly amused at his sleepiness. "Hmm, tired you are. A nap you have taken, yes?"

Fully awake by now, Harry chuckled. "Yes master Yoda, I have taken a nap. But I suspect that was not why you called."

Yoda snorted. "No young one, call for that reason I did not. About padawan Niamara call I have. Take good care of my padawan you will, or tap a frosty keg of whoop-ass on you I will. And do so I definitely could, having accepted my darkside, nine-hundred years old or no."

Harry smiled. From what he could remember, Adali could take care of herself very well, having broken all of the bones in the hand of a man in a bar who had tried to feel her up. "I'll take good care of her master Yoda."

Yoda snorted. "Hmph. Call just for the purpose of warning you, I did not. Call to tell you to meet padawan Niamara in the mess hall of the Star Destroyer Telemachus when you get to Kashyyyk I did."

Harry blinked. "And the warning? That was…"

Harry could feel Yoda smile like a contented cat, if cats could smile. "A pleasant opportunity that was. And heed it you will."

"I most certainly will heed it."

Yoda snorted, again. "Hmph. Well, get going I must. Some last minute training with my padawan I must have."

"Well, good-bye then, you'll see both me and your padawan after the battle. We'll be fine."

Yoda took that as the end of the conversation, and cut the connection. Harry jury-rigged his MP3 player to the ship's speakers and began playing some Pink Floyd.

When the alarm sounded for Harry to drop out of hyperspace, it had been eleven hours since his conversation with master Yoda. When he killed the engines, the first thing he saw was a Star Destroyer with the mark of the Old Republic on it and a Mon Calamari cruiser ganging up on a Star Destroyer with the flag of the Empire on it.

Harry immediately released the clamps on the hyperdrive ring and sped into battle. Ducking, weaving and dodging, he targeted all of the main systems on the enemy star Destroyer. He targeted any fighter that didn't display the friendly signal on his computer that he came across, and that happened quite a lot.

By the end of the battle, the enemy fighters were all a bunch of melted slag or spare parts, floating aimlessly around in space. The enemy Star Destroyer was another matter. On fire, gradually spinning towards the sun, its command deck blown into a million pieces, turrets destroyed, and life support a flaming mess pretty much guarantees death for all on board.

He re-docked with his hyperdrive ring and coasted into a special bay set up so he could re-fuel his hyperdrive. As he climbed down he turned and saw Adali jump from the cockpit of a TIE Interceptor. She looked at the ship, shook her head and began walking out of the hangar. Harry ran after her. "Hey, Adali!"

She turned around. "Harry! How are you?"

"Fine thanks, and you?"

Adali smiled, and Harry felt the beginnings of a Cho Chang-ish butterfly attack, before he quashed it. This is not the time to be worrying about that. We have a war to win. Were his thoughts on the matter.

"I'm fine thanks." Her face grew grim. "We need to plan out the assault."

Harry nodded. "I have a few ideas. First of all, they're on a beach, and they have shields, so we can't call down an orbital strike. My suggestion is that we mount a distracting assault from- oh. Hold up. You have a map of the base?"

She handed him a map. "Thanks." They sat down at a nearby table "My suggestion is that we mount an assault from the sea that sould distract them while you and I sneak in from here, and disable the shields. Once we've done that, we get the hell out of there, leaving an orbital strike beacon in the base."

She looked at him appraisingly. "Sounds like a plan! When do we get out of here?"

"As soon as the troops are ready, and I've gotten something to eat. Where's the mess hall?"

She laughed. "Figures. You would want to eat."

Harry raised his hands defensively. "Hey, I'm a growing boy!"

"Yeah, yeah. Take a turbolift to the third level and follow the signs."

"Gotcha."

"Hey, I'm coming with, I could use a snack. All that adrenaline really makes you hungry."

Harry smiled. "Righto."

While eating they purposely avoided the subject of the impending invasion, choosing instead to make small talk. But all to soon, they were done with the tea and biscuits they had ordered.

In the hangar, Harry turned to address the troops. "Troops! You will be assaulting the front gate of the base while Adali and myself sneak in and disable their shields. Once we have done so, we will alert you through our comlinks, and you will run back to your transports before the orbital strike comes." Harry stared at the troops. "Well? Let's go!"

Harry and Adali ran back to their fighters, jumped in, and flew out. Harry began speaking. "All right. We're going to land about three kilometers north of the base, and them sneak in. Be ready."

"Right. Three kilometers north, I'll just follow you."

"Off we go then."

They landed three kilometers north of the base, as was expected, and hiked through the low scrub that made up the area. When they got to the wall however, the going got much more tough.

Harry was the first to speak. "Holy shit. That's… a big wall."

Adali stared. "Yeeeeeaaaah. Your talent for understatement amazes me. But, wow. Yeah, it is a big wall."

With the guards distracted by the assault down by the beach, they ran forward and hid in the shadow of the wall.

Adali pulled out her ascension gun, pulling the trigger and slamming the dart into the ramparts of the wall. Harry preferred to make use of the mild sticking charm on his gloves and boots, and shot up the wall like a spider.

Climbing over the wall, they saw the shield generator, a massive spiral that shot a shimmering transparent blue shield into the sky.

"Wow." Harry said, "That's gonna take a lot of explosives."

"Yeah. Come on!"

Clambering silently down the wall, they crept through the streets, barely avoiding several guards. One came so close to their hiding place, Harry thought the guard would stub his toe on Harry's protruding boot.

Creeping close to the shield generator, Harry readied a small thermal detonator. They scampered close to the generator, Harry pulling out a vibro-blade as they ran. Harry isolated the power cord and cut it. The generator clearly had backup batteries, so Adali cut open an access panel, and Harry shoved the thermal detonator inside. There was a muffled 'thump' from inside the generator, and the shield died.

This came at a bad time, as several guards were on patrol nearby, they hurried over to the area. Harry knew he could defend himself, but he wasn't sure about Adali. Harry grabbed her shoulder, and concentrated. As the guards rounded the corner to see the smoke billowing from the access panel, they heard a small pop, and saw no one there.

When Harry and Adali re-appeared at their landing site, Adali looked around to make sure there were no enemies around before yelling at Harry.

"What the Force was that!"

Harry smirked. "That, my dear Adali, was apparition. A technique for instantaneous transport that the force users on my planet came up with. Basically, what you do is take apart your body molecule by molecule, and then reassemble it at the point you want to be."

Adali fainted.

"Hmmph. Kills stormtroopers without a thought, but can't handle the idea of being disassembled."

Harry pointed his wand at her. "Ennervate." She shook her head, blinked a couple of times and then spoke. "Well, I'll forgive you for that just this once, provided you teach me how to do it."

"Will do. But now I suggest we get out of here, for fear of a stray turbolaser blast kicking our butts."

Adali grinned. "Gotcha. Out of here we go."

Hopping into their respective fighters, they took off and sped into space in time to see the Star Destroyer orbiting the planet rain turbolaser blasts down on the facility, shrapnel flying everywhere.

Landing back in the hangar of the Star Destroyer, they went back to the Mess Hall where they played a game of sabbacc, speaking of nothing but their lives. However, when it became Harry's turn to tell his life, they stopped laughing. Once past his life with the Dursleys, (Which had Adali fuming, there really isn't a way to sugar-coat ten years of beating, being treated like a slave, and shoved in a cupboard) he came to Hogwarts.

Adali was amazed at the technology that the Wizarding people had.

"You mean to say, that these people still use candles? You… you cannot be serious!"

"Oh I am. Deadly serious."

What amused her most was how Harry had escaped from Umbridge. Of course, by that time, it was getting late, they were both sleep deprived, and had had a shot of correlian whisky each.

"so, heh, I tells 'er to go fuck 'erself, shatter the window with my blaster, jump into the cockpit, and do a vertical takeoff at five times the speed of sound!"

Adali dissolved into laughter. Suddenly the man who ran the Mess Hall came up to them.

"While I appreciate the laughter and the fact that we have destroyed that base, the war is far from over, and you are in need of sleep. I suggest you stop laughing into your water, and go to bed. And not in the same one either. I know the way a teenager's mind works."

Both Harry and Adali moaned and snapped their fingers.

"Aah, he's got us there Adali. Guess we'd better go to bed."

And under the watchful eye of the bartender, they staggered out of the Mess Hall.

It was halfway between the Mess Hall and Adali's quarters that he realized he didn't know where his quarters were. His drunkenness leaving him in a rush, he asked Adali, "Hey, I don't know where I'm sleeping."

She responded in kind, "Heh, you'll be bunking with me. All the rooms are taken up by troops, so your stuff is in my room. You can take the top bunk because I like the bottom.

Harry yawned and nodded. "Fine by me. Lead the way, great Jedi!"

Collapsing into bed, the last thing he thought was, 'Waaaaaait. What the hell are they playing at, bunking a guy in the same room as a girl, while they're both teenagers. Eh, why do I care.'

When Harry woke up, the first thing he did was sit straight up. A mistake, as it happened, because Imperial engineers weren't known to leave much headroom above a top bunk. He slammed his head into the ceiling, much to the amusement of Adali.

"OW! Son of a bi- Motherless goat!"

"Oh Harry, Harry, Harry. What are we going to do with you? You can't use the force with brain damage you know." She smiled.

Harry gingerly climbed down, paying absolutely no attention to his surroundings. "Oh, shut up you."

He dug through his trunk for some clothes, found some, and made his way into the bathroom to change.

Adali heard him turn on the shower.

"I don't need no arms around me… I don't need no drugs to call me!"

She also heard him singing, something that not even Malfoy should be subjected to. Voldemort definitely, Umbridge and the Death Eaters probably, but not anyone else.

"Harry! Your singing is atrocious! It burns the ears! Stop!"

She could almost see him snort. "Yes dear!" He yelled from the shower.

"Glad you know who's boss Harry!"

"Oh, oh lemme guess! Master Yoda, right!"

"No, Guess again!"

"Ummm. Darth Sidious?"

"Nope. One more try!"

"Oh! Now I get it! You're boss!"

"Correct! Only took you three guesses!"

When Harry stumbled out of the bathroom, the hot water had clearly made him sleepy, as he was moaning "Caffeeeeeiiiiiiine… neeeeeed caffeeeeeiiiine."

Adali snorted. "You go get some caffeine. I'll meet you in the mess hall in half an hour.

"gotcha."

When they did meet in the Mess Hall, they were soon joined by master Yoda.

"hmmm. Heard of the good job you did on the shield generator I did. Well done, yes. But, go to Corucant you must. Track down one of the apprentices you must. Spreading terror in the underworld he is."

Harry groaned. Chasing a man who didn't want to be caught in the underlevels of courucant was exactly what he wanted to do. He definitly wanted to pull the proverbial pin on the proverbial grenade and stick aformentioned proverbial grenade in the proverbial area where the sun doesn't shine.

Adali appeared to be of much the same mind, as she groaned and shook her head.

Harry ventured a question. "Er, exactly how good with a lightsaber is this apprentice?"

"Halfway between yourself and myself he is. Gang up on him you must."

"Shit." Adali said, "That's not good."

Master Yoda hit his apprentice upside the head with his stick. "Language, padawan!"

Harry spoke. "Yeah. I kinda agree with her."

"Hmmph. Depart for corusant soon we will. Here is a holodisk of where spotted, the apprentice has been, as well as a list of crimes commited, the apprentice has."

Harry and Adali ran over to the nearest computer terminal, and inserted the disk, scrolling through the list of bars he's been hanging out in, Harry was struck by the thought that they would have to have a year to maximize their ability to track the man down. Then they came to the list of crimes.

With each crime that scrolled down, a fire grew little by little in Harry's eyes.

Rape, torture, murder, theft, pretty much any crime you could think of, the man had done it.

Needless to say, they had some pretty good reasons to track the man down.

DarthSidiousIsAnEvilBastardDarthSidiousIsAnEvilBastard (This is a break I'm trying out, don't beat me across the head for it)

Stakeout is one of the most boring things to do for more than a day. When you're doing stakeout for about two and a half months, stuff gets bad. You get bored, sloppy, and stop doing as good a job in general. Harry and Adali had been trying to find the man for two and a half earth months now, and he kept slipping out of their hands. Luckily, Harry had been teaching Adali how to apparate, and that kept them busy. Slightly busy, and only for a month. After that, Adali could apparate to an orbiting Star Destroyer, and not splinch herself.

Until one day, they were at a bar called The Generous Jawa, (an oxymoron if there ever was one) and Harry spotted the man. Harry snuck up behind him, and would have wrestled the man into submission, had the man, (Elias Kelan) not been shot at from behind the bar with a portable rocket launcher.

Kelan was blown across the room, surviving only because he had absorbed most of the blast with his lightsaber, which got torn out of his hands by the blast and fell fifty feet out the window. Harry ran toward Kelan, and would have gotten him, had Kelan not dived out the window after his lightsaber.

Adali and Harry followed the man out of the window, and split up at the bottom. Harry went left, Adali went right.

The night was sinister, and not because it was the corucant underworld and there was a rogue dark-sider on the loose, but also because Harry's scar was prickling uncomfortably. Suddenly, Harry heard a muffled scream from Adali.

Harry swore, "Shit!" pulled his invisibility cloak out of his pocket, put it on, and snuck over to the isolated allyway he had heard the scream coming from. What he saw shocked him.

Kelan held Adali up against the wall with the force. "Well, my deary, hear we are, all alone. How about we have some…" He trailed his hand along her chest suggestively, "fun."

Harry growled low in his throat. If there was one thing he despised, it was rapists. Harry rolled his eyes under his invisibility cloak. Not very Gryffindor-ish of me, but I praise my Slytherin sense of fair play. His wand snapped up, and he hit the man with a body bind curse.

Harry threw off the cloak, stalking up to the man. He pulled out his pistol, and put a blaster bolt right between the eyes.

Adali blinked. "Not very Jedi like of you, shooting a man when he's down."

Harry snorted. "I have a Sith sense of fair play. Let's see if the man had anything worth taking."

Adali raised her eyebrows. "Looting the corpse?"

"Well, if the man has a Holocron, we want to have it, right? Also, the man got blown into a wall and his lightsaber flew through a window, fell fifty feet, and survived. I want to know how he managed that."

Suddenly, Harry's scar exploded in pain.

AN: Ah, my first 'evil cliffe' as I believe they are called. Hope you enjoyed the chapter! If you did, do send a review my way.