I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR SYAR WARS (THOUGH I WISH I DID).

Traveling through hyperspace ain't like dusting crops, boy! Without precise calculations we could fly right through a star or bounce too close to a supernova, and that'd end your trip real quick, wouldn't it?

HAN SOLO TO LUKE SKYWALKER

EPISODE IV: A NEW HOPE

Chapter 2: A New Galaxy

Italics - thoughts

The pureblood wizards and witches of Earth actually were pretty close to the truth when they said their blood was better than those of muggles. The evolution of humans on that particular planet took a different turn then the rest. The Sol Star System was unique in a way that since the rest of the planets of the solar system were uninhabitable, all of the force energy was focused onto the third planet from their star creating a nexus in the force. This large amount of energy took what should have been normal force users and overpowered their miticlorians to the point that they started producing their own energy rather than having to manipulate the energies that flow around them.

This had two outcomes:

1. There is a much larger concentration of force users on the planet when compared to others.

2. These force users are able to channel it in ways that are impossible for normal force users. Thus the existence of magic.

Although the purebloods were right about their blood being different, they really did not understand many of the powers that they possessed. They merely accapted that they had magic and very few ever tried to understand the origins and intricacies of their powers beyond everyday usage. Legitimany and Occlumancy are an advanced version of force mind probe and persuasion, Divination was the force providing them hints or visions of the future, and ghosts were the force spirits of witches and wizards of the past.

There are more examples but one of the more dangerous abilities they have is apparation. Yes, they knew the risks of apparation such as splinching, but they really did not understand how close they are to dying everytime they apparate.

When looking closely you are able to see the similarities between apparation and hypertravel. Both having an object forced through a small tube, crushing force, incredible transportation speeds, really they are one and the same. The only reason a witch or wizard is able to survive and is due to the "magical" force shield that forms around them while they travel through hyperspace, because that's truly what they are doing. Apparation is a natural version of hypertravel where they just skim the edges of hyperspace and exit an instant later. They do not have the internal energy to be able to sustain the travel for more than an moment, unless you entered it while plugged into a cities power grid...

32 BBY

Freak could barely keep his eyes open as blue and white lights streaked past face. His body felt like it was being crushed and torn apart at the same time. The human body was not made to be able to handle the stress of going actual lightspeed through hyperspace. If he was anyone else he would have been dead in an instant but due to the insane amount of energy he had just absorbed, his force shield was just able to sustain itself throughout his travel.

He blasted through space and time across his galaxy and into the next. The force guided his path to one of the nearest habitable places to drop him off. The Force, or Magic, is truely sentient like many believe. It will guide its children in an attempt to push them to their best destiny, though this is not always possible. Entering into the Outer Rim and passing the frozen world of Naos it pushed him towards a planet that, while dangerous, currently held a group of people that would be able to help him. Tatooine was not a planet that one would think would be safe for a ten year old child but if he was found by the Jedi that were currently on the planet he would be perfectly fine. Too bad the veil of the dark side prevented Master Qui-Gon Jinn from sensing him like he did Anakin. Someone else would, and it would change his path drastically.

Planet Tatooine

On the outskirts of Mos Espa a blue orb rocketed down from space and crashed into a dune. As the sand settled a small body could be seen in the crater that was formed.

Freak cracked opened his eyes and slammed them shut as soon as the bright sun hit them. His head was spinning and he could barely make out his surroundings as his eyes adjusted. As he became more coherent the first thing he noticed was the heat. Growing up in Surrey, England he'd never experienced anything close to the harsh desert he landed in. Immediately after he noticed that he was laying in a soft pile of sand and that there was blood running down his face.

"Where the bloody hell am I?"

Stumbling to his feet, Freak slowly made his way out of the hole he was sitting in. Glancing around he saw the outskirts of a town nearby and nothing but sand in every other direction. He was completely and utterly lost.

"Come on, think dammit. What happened? I cooked breakfast and then was doing wash like usual. The Dudley was throwing a fit, again like usual. Then what...THE TOASTER! Dudley knocked it into the sink and it shocked me! I must have fallen and hit my head."

Looking around again he could only wonder how he got dumped in a hole in the desert.

"They must have finally done it. Gotten fed up of me and dumped me like Uncle Vernon always said he would."

Deciding that was the only explanation Freak began to think of what to do next. He only had one option though, to make his way over to the strange town he was by. So he began the trek across the desert towards the distant buildings. It took him almost an hour to climb over the dunes and finally onto the harder packed sand that was closer to the buildings. As he got closer he noticed that they were all much different than the houses on Privett Drive. Where the buildings back at his relatives house were almost identical every one here was different. Yes, they were all made of the same dirt-like material but there was no standard shape or size.

Another half hour had past by the time he finally made it to the town and walked down the closest street. There was nobody around due to the Boonta Eve Podrace going on so Freak made it deep into the city before seeing anyone, but the first being he came across terrified him. A Dug that was about as tall as he was standing on its long arms. It was sitting outside a small round house and was holding a small creature with its shorter legs. It bit the head off and that was enough for Freak. He turned and ran as fast as he could, sprinting down an alleyway, he then found himself infront of a large circular building. As he approached a crowd of people came down a nearby street. Many looked just as human as he was but multiple looked like creatures that should belong in his nightmares. A brown skinned thing that had three eyes on stalks, a round thing that was fly on tiny wings that were flapping as fast as they could, another of the things that was standing on its arms, and many more.

Turning his head side to side he saw an escape in the form of the large circular building that dominated half of the street. Pushing his way through the crowd he ducked passed a green lady with large tentacles instead of hair only to trip over the feet of a strange orange duck thing with large fins hanging down its head. He stumbled into a boy about his age and they both fell to the ground. Freak jumped to his feet and continued on his way while a large man in a brown robe helped the boy up. Making it past the last few people he ran through the doorway and looked for a way to close it. A strange feeling came over him and it was as if he suddenly understood how to operate it. Without thinking about it he went up to the panel besides the door and activated it, closing the door to the street. When he turned around he saw that the building was circular with the top open to the sky. Sitting in the middle was a large metal machine that he instinctively knew was a space ship. He couldn't bring his eyes away from the craft. It was at least 40m long, 20m hig, and roughly in a spade shape. Taking up most of the open area in the building the ship was massive, though it was obviously old and had some need of repairs it was the greatest thing he had ever seen. Near the front of the ship there were two ramps that were lowered which had some small single eyed droids with saucer shaped heads scampering up and down loading the ship in preparation for launch.

Freak followed a droid up the closest ramp onto the ship. Finding himself in a corridor he went to the closest door and activated the terminal. It slid open and he was greeted with a room full of parts and dimanteles droids. Approaching the next door across the ship he reached for the next terminal when he heard someone yell from behind him.

"Choy uba ooing wata!?"

Slowly turning around Freaks eyes met with the being behind him. It had green skin, large bulbus pupil-less eyes, and strange stalk like ears...and it was pointing a gun at his head. Uncle Vernon had shown Dudley his gun one time and Freak remembered what he said it could do.

Flashback

"Look here Dudders. This is a Webely Revolver, one pull of the trigger and it spalttered those Nazi scum to hell. Your grandfather gave it to me keep people like him over there away from our family."

Confused, Dudley asked, "Why would you need this for people like Freak? He's not scary. He just hides away in the cupboard all day."

"You never know my son, you never know."

End Flashback

Not wanting to be splattered by the gun pointing at his head, Freak dived behind one of the stacks of parts. The creature fired the gun and red lights splashed where Freak was standing just a moment ago. The floor was scorched and Freak knew that his uncle was not joking when be described what the weapon could do. Trying to crawl away from the angry thing he moved towards the next closest pile of scrap. Just as he was about to reach it a terrible burning sensation erupted in his left thigh. Collapsing onto the floor he looked up and saw that it had the gun pointed at his head. Glancing down at his leg he saw that the side was burned down to the bone. There was no way be was running away from this.

"Ateema uba nee choo boee."

"This is it. I'm going to die." , Thought Freak.

The creatures finger closed on the trigger.

"No! I've made it this far! I'm not dying today!"

The finger slowly compressed the trigger.

"NO!", He shouted as he thrust his hands outwards. A tingling feeling started at his feet and moved up his body until it reached his hands. An arc of electricity jumped from his hands and connected with the creature. A loud crack sounded throughout the room and it lifted off its feet and slammed into the wall, sparks running over its body. It's skin was burned in multiple places and the clothes it was wearing were scorched. As it laid there unresponsive and smoldering, a figure appeared in the doorway.

"Jedi", It snarled before a beam of red light sprung from the metal cylinder in its hand.

Freak scooted back until he hit a wall and asked the first thing that came to his mind, "What's a Jedi?"

Translation:

"What are you doing here!?"

"Choy uba ooing wata!?"

"Now you die boy."

"Ateema uba nee choo boee."

Authors Note:

I hope you like this chapter. It has a bit of filler throughout it but I want to get the explanations done as soon as I can so it doesn't have to be bothered with later.

I know the way I transported Harry is kinda strange but I don't really like usual trip through the Veil or a ship/person picking him up gig. I'm trying something different and I hope yall understand it.

The ship that he went in is a Barloz Freighter.

Also Freak shooting electricity out of his hands was not Sith Lightning, it has to do with his budding Technomage powers. Sith Lightning is more of a pain inducing ability rather than actual electricity. Look up arc flash on Google and you should get a good idea of what I'm going for.