ENTER THE STALKERS: A Star Wars alternate universe story
Part 3
Cast of Characters:
Anthony "Saint" Christopher: pilot of "Super 6-4"
Raymond "Wins" Winslett: co-pilot of "Super 6-4"
Daniel McGyver: Crew-chief of "Super 6-4"
Earl Shepherd: Delta sniper
Jack McCoy: Delta operator/sniper
Admiral Jefferson: Commander in charge of rescue mission
Chapter 3: Damn Boyscouts
Star Wars Universe Planet Naboo
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The first thing Saint noticed was the complete silence in the air. It was as if time had stopped. He turned to his co-pilot to see if he was okay. Wins let out a moan as he attempted to move. "Not exactly, I think my leg is broken and my back feels funny." Saint told him to stay put while he checked up on his passengers.
"Hey, everybody back there all right?"
The two Delta Operators slowly sat up. Except for some bumps and scratches they looked to be in good shape. Sgt. Shepherd quickly checked over his fellow Delta operator and the crew chief and yelled back: "McGuyver is hurt pretty bad. It looks like he was thrown around a good bit during the crash. He's unconscious and is bleeding from the mouth. We must avoid moving him about so his internal injuries don't get any worse."
Saint turned to Wins and told him to send out a distress message with the emergency radio. He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the Blackhawk. Stepping outside he immediately noticed that he wasn't in Mauretania or even Africa. Damn, we're not in Kansas anymore Toto. Everything about this is wrong. He just stood there for a second while his brain considered the fact that they were not where they were supposed to be. His paralysis was broken when his co-pilot yelled out:
"Saint, I can't get anything on the radio except static. We are cut off from all radio traffic"
The young pilot looked to the tree line and noticed two figures approaching. What were civilians doing in the war zone? They should have been at the embassy getting ready to leave Africa, courtesy of the US Army. There was something strange about them. They appeared to be wearing dusters. However, they were Caucasian and not the expected Africans.
"Sgt. McCoy, cover me, I'm going to meet those two and see what's going on"
Saint took off his flight helmet, placed it on his seat, and unfastened the pistol holster. Better to be safe than sorry, he thought. He then approached the oncoming strangers.
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The Force does work in mysterious ways, thought Qui Gon. As he and Obi Wan approached the disabled craft, the pilot walked up to them and began to speak in Basic.
" What are you doing here? All Western Civilians are supposed to be at the American Embassy being evacuated."
Gui Gon ignored the first part of the question and replied: " We saw your crash and were wondering if you needed assistance?" It was then, he got a more detailed look at the pilot. He was human, his hair cut short like the padewan learner without the braid.
Saint's attention was on the strangers manner of dress. It was obvious that what he thought to be dusters were in fact robes similar to that worn by his martial arts instructor back at Fort Campbell. The older gentleman's question brought Saint back to the present.
"Yes, ..uh..I.. I mean some of my men were injured in the crash landing. My co-pilot has a broken leg and is complaining about having trouble with his back. Also, my crew chief appears to have internal injuries and needs medical attention. Do you have a radio? All of the radios on my helicopter are out and I need to call for a medivac ASAP."
Qui Gon turned sent Obi Wan back to get the medics up to the crash site. He accompanied Saint back to the helicopter and asked looked in the unusual craft. The pilot was correct, the injured person in the back of the helicopter, as the pilot called it, needed medical attention immediately if he was going to live. In addition, there were two men armed with some kind of blaster type weapon keeping a watch over their injured comrades. It was only know that the pilot remembered that he had not introduced himself and he did not know who the gentleman was.
"I'm sorry, in the excitement of the moment I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Lt. Anthony Christopher, US Army. My co-pilot, Warrant Officer Raymond Winslett, Sgts McCoy and Shepherd of the Us Army's Delta Force, and the injured man in the back is my crew chief Sgt McGuyver."
"That is okay", replied the Jedi. "It is obvious you have had a busy day. My name is Qui Gon Jinn and the person I sent back to get the medics is my padewan learner, Obi Wan Kenobi".
The last statement hit Saint like a ton of bricks. Qui Gon Jinn, Obi Wan Kenobi, and this place that dosen't look anything like Africa. What is going on here? The confusion and rising panic must have been obvious to Qui Gon as he placed his hand on Saint's shoulder. A sense of calmness washed over the confused pilot as he collected his senses.
"Okay now, just where are we? We are not anywhere near Nouakchott, or Africa are we?" asked Saint.
" No, my young friend", replied Qui Gon, "You are near the City of Theed."
Just then, Obi Wan returned with the medics. The two Delta operators stood aside to allow the medical personal do their jobs. They managed to get the crew chief stabilized inside the Blackhawk and carried him and the co pilot back to the camp on stretchers. Saint, the Jedi, and the two Delta operators walked back to the woods. Anakin was waiting at the edge and offered some water to the grateful Americans. Qui Gon looked at the Americans and realized that Anthony was the untrained force user he had detected before the crash. He motioned for the pilot to walk with him a short distance away from the group. They found a fallen tree and sat down.
" Qui Gon, are we even on Planet Earth?" inquired Anthony.
"You, my young friend have landed on the Planet Naboo located in the Outer Rim. Now, I want you to trust me. I'm not going to hurt you. What I am about to do will make everything clear."
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"What is Master Jinn doing?" asked Anakin.
"I fear something reckless", replied Obi Wan.
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Saint closed his eyes and felt Qui Gon's hands on his head. The strange sense of calmness had returned and he began to see images in his head. It was as if Qui Gon was showing him this brave new world without saying a word. The history of the Republic, Jedi, the Trade Federation, Naboo, and recent events all flowed into his mind. Saint attempted to return the favor by showing Qui Gon, the history of Earth, America, and Saint's own experiences in school, home, and the army. Qui Gon went deeper into Saint's mind so that he could more easily relate that information to Qui Gon.
"So your nickname is Saint?" questioned an amused Jedi Master.
With a sheepish look, Saint replied "Yeah, it was a play on my name and that of a popular religious figure, Saint Christopher. Also, I suffer from a Don Quixote complex"
"What is that?"
"I just can't stand by and let innocents suffer." A large grin appeared on Saint's face as he asked the Jedi master, "Somehow, I don't believe headquarters will believe the report that described a mission where a Blackhawk helicopter became the first manned vehicle to land on a another planet, do you?"
"You are probably right", as Qui Gon understood the humor in his young friend's question gave a slight smile of his own.
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The two men returned to the main body. Qui Gon had to attend to some matter and left Saint by himself. Saint walked over to his co pilot and crew chief who were be attended by the Naboo medics. Both men appeared to be in good hands. One of the medics told Saint that his men would live but they needed to be in a hospital. While Saint was attending to his men, a teenage girl came up to them.
I wonder who she is? Man, if I was still in high school or if she were older, I would ask her for a date. Thought Saint.
Queen Amidala had been standing off to the side when the strangers arrived at the Naboo base camp. Qui Gon was talking to a young man, in his twenties, who was obviously a soldier of some kind. She talked to Qui Gon for a moment before deciding to speak to the pilot.
"Hello, I am Queen Amidala, ruler of the Naboo" began the young ruler. Oh shit, thought Saint, I was thinking about the local ruler as future date material. He shook his head and glanced over to Qui Gon. The older Jedi was looking at Saint with a slight grin on his face. It was obvious that somehow he had picked up on what the young pilot was thinking.
"It is a time of trials for Naboo. We are a peaceful people with no standing army who have been unlawfully attacked by the Trade Federation. Most of my people have been put into camps in the aftermath of the invasion and only a few guards and police were able to escape and resist the enemy. I know you are a stranger to this planet and have no part in this fight but..."
The queen was interrupted in mid speech by the injured co pilot who yelled out to Saint.
" Hey Saint, just let her know that you will be happy to help out and get it over with. You damn boyscouts just can't say no to a lady in distress."
A slight smile appeared on the queen's face as she looked down at Wins. "What do you mean by that last remark and why do you call your pilot a damn boyscout?"
"Well, your majesty, Saint is one of those people who calls all of his friends and drags them and anybody that happens to be nearby into helping him do a good deed" drawled Wins.
"I see, and have you been drawn into helping with any of these good deeds?" asked the queen.
"More times than I can remember starting with flight training at Ft Rucker, Alabama. But in each case, the good guys won."
Saint had a shocked look on his face as he listened to the exchange. Wins, you had to open up your big mouth and interrupt a queen. He looked over to the two Delta operators. Both commandos gave Saint a thumbs up to his unspoken question.
"Your majesty, you don't have to ask, My men and myself will be happy to offer our services to the people of Naboo. In fact, McCoy and Shepherd, were Green Berets before joining Delta Force. One of the missions assigned to the Green Berets is the advising of local forces. I'm sure you can find somewhere to place us. I attended Infantry Officers Basic prior to starting flight training. If you will pardon me, I need to go back to the helicopter and get some gear. Sgt. Shepherd, lets move out."
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The two Americans went back to the Blackhawk. As they left, they overheard Amidala telling Qui Gon that he was right. Qui Gon joined the two on their trip back to the crash site. Saints curiosity got the better of him and asked him what he was right about.
"I told her that you had the soul of a Jedi and would help her if she asked"
Wow, thought Saint. "Sgt. Shepherd we need to take stock of our weapons"
"Roger, Lieutenant lets see we have two Colt M-4 carbines with fourteen magazines, one M-21sniper rifle with six mags, five 9mm pistols with ten extra magazines, and finally six fragmentation grenades"
Saint removed his flight vest and put on an infantryman's web gear and kevlar helmet. "Sgt. Shepherd grab the weapons and ammo."
"Hey Lieutenant, what are you doing with web gear and a grunt's helmet in the chopper?"
"My old man flew scouts with the First Cav in Vietnam. He had been shot down a couple of times during the war and found himself having to defend himself. When I got assigned to the Night Stalkers, I got some advice that it would be a good idea in case I found myself on the ground with enemy nearby. It's an insurance policy."
The three men turned away from the wreck and began their return to the main party.
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TBC Reviews and Opinions are greatly appreciated.
Author Note: Chapter 4 will deal with getting ready for the counterattack on the Trade Federation forces. Chapter 5 will cover the main battle in Theed. Picture the ground combat scenes on Blackhawk Down if you want an idea of what will occur.
Part 3
Cast of Characters:
Anthony "Saint" Christopher: pilot of "Super 6-4"
Raymond "Wins" Winslett: co-pilot of "Super 6-4"
Daniel McGyver: Crew-chief of "Super 6-4"
Earl Shepherd: Delta sniper
Jack McCoy: Delta operator/sniper
Admiral Jefferson: Commander in charge of rescue mission
Chapter 3: Damn Boyscouts
Star Wars Universe Planet Naboo
============================================================================
The first thing Saint noticed was the complete silence in the air. It was as if time had stopped. He turned to his co-pilot to see if he was okay. Wins let out a moan as he attempted to move. "Not exactly, I think my leg is broken and my back feels funny." Saint told him to stay put while he checked up on his passengers.
"Hey, everybody back there all right?"
The two Delta Operators slowly sat up. Except for some bumps and scratches they looked to be in good shape. Sgt. Shepherd quickly checked over his fellow Delta operator and the crew chief and yelled back: "McGuyver is hurt pretty bad. It looks like he was thrown around a good bit during the crash. He's unconscious and is bleeding from the mouth. We must avoid moving him about so his internal injuries don't get any worse."
Saint turned to Wins and told him to send out a distress message with the emergency radio. He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the Blackhawk. Stepping outside he immediately noticed that he wasn't in Mauretania or even Africa. Damn, we're not in Kansas anymore Toto. Everything about this is wrong. He just stood there for a second while his brain considered the fact that they were not where they were supposed to be. His paralysis was broken when his co-pilot yelled out:
"Saint, I can't get anything on the radio except static. We are cut off from all radio traffic"
The young pilot looked to the tree line and noticed two figures approaching. What were civilians doing in the war zone? They should have been at the embassy getting ready to leave Africa, courtesy of the US Army. There was something strange about them. They appeared to be wearing dusters. However, they were Caucasian and not the expected Africans.
"Sgt. McCoy, cover me, I'm going to meet those two and see what's going on"
Saint took off his flight helmet, placed it on his seat, and unfastened the pistol holster. Better to be safe than sorry, he thought. He then approached the oncoming strangers.
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The Force does work in mysterious ways, thought Qui Gon. As he and Obi Wan approached the disabled craft, the pilot walked up to them and began to speak in Basic.
" What are you doing here? All Western Civilians are supposed to be at the American Embassy being evacuated."
Gui Gon ignored the first part of the question and replied: " We saw your crash and were wondering if you needed assistance?" It was then, he got a more detailed look at the pilot. He was human, his hair cut short like the padewan learner without the braid.
Saint's attention was on the strangers manner of dress. It was obvious that what he thought to be dusters were in fact robes similar to that worn by his martial arts instructor back at Fort Campbell. The older gentleman's question brought Saint back to the present.
"Yes, ..uh..I.. I mean some of my men were injured in the crash landing. My co-pilot has a broken leg and is complaining about having trouble with his back. Also, my crew chief appears to have internal injuries and needs medical attention. Do you have a radio? All of the radios on my helicopter are out and I need to call for a medivac ASAP."
Qui Gon turned sent Obi Wan back to get the medics up to the crash site. He accompanied Saint back to the helicopter and asked looked in the unusual craft. The pilot was correct, the injured person in the back of the helicopter, as the pilot called it, needed medical attention immediately if he was going to live. In addition, there were two men armed with some kind of blaster type weapon keeping a watch over their injured comrades. It was only know that the pilot remembered that he had not introduced himself and he did not know who the gentleman was.
"I'm sorry, in the excitement of the moment I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Lt. Anthony Christopher, US Army. My co-pilot, Warrant Officer Raymond Winslett, Sgts McCoy and Shepherd of the Us Army's Delta Force, and the injured man in the back is my crew chief Sgt McGuyver."
"That is okay", replied the Jedi. "It is obvious you have had a busy day. My name is Qui Gon Jinn and the person I sent back to get the medics is my padewan learner, Obi Wan Kenobi".
The last statement hit Saint like a ton of bricks. Qui Gon Jinn, Obi Wan Kenobi, and this place that dosen't look anything like Africa. What is going on here? The confusion and rising panic must have been obvious to Qui Gon as he placed his hand on Saint's shoulder. A sense of calmness washed over the confused pilot as he collected his senses.
"Okay now, just where are we? We are not anywhere near Nouakchott, or Africa are we?" asked Saint.
" No, my young friend", replied Qui Gon, "You are near the City of Theed."
Just then, Obi Wan returned with the medics. The two Delta operators stood aside to allow the medical personal do their jobs. They managed to get the crew chief stabilized inside the Blackhawk and carried him and the co pilot back to the camp on stretchers. Saint, the Jedi, and the two Delta operators walked back to the woods. Anakin was waiting at the edge and offered some water to the grateful Americans. Qui Gon looked at the Americans and realized that Anthony was the untrained force user he had detected before the crash. He motioned for the pilot to walk with him a short distance away from the group. They found a fallen tree and sat down.
" Qui Gon, are we even on Planet Earth?" inquired Anthony.
"You, my young friend have landed on the Planet Naboo located in the Outer Rim. Now, I want you to trust me. I'm not going to hurt you. What I am about to do will make everything clear."
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"What is Master Jinn doing?" asked Anakin.
"I fear something reckless", replied Obi Wan.
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Saint closed his eyes and felt Qui Gon's hands on his head. The strange sense of calmness had returned and he began to see images in his head. It was as if Qui Gon was showing him this brave new world without saying a word. The history of the Republic, Jedi, the Trade Federation, Naboo, and recent events all flowed into his mind. Saint attempted to return the favor by showing Qui Gon, the history of Earth, America, and Saint's own experiences in school, home, and the army. Qui Gon went deeper into Saint's mind so that he could more easily relate that information to Qui Gon.
"So your nickname is Saint?" questioned an amused Jedi Master.
With a sheepish look, Saint replied "Yeah, it was a play on my name and that of a popular religious figure, Saint Christopher. Also, I suffer from a Don Quixote complex"
"What is that?"
"I just can't stand by and let innocents suffer." A large grin appeared on Saint's face as he asked the Jedi master, "Somehow, I don't believe headquarters will believe the report that described a mission where a Blackhawk helicopter became the first manned vehicle to land on a another planet, do you?"
"You are probably right", as Qui Gon understood the humor in his young friend's question gave a slight smile of his own.
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The two men returned to the main body. Qui Gon had to attend to some matter and left Saint by himself. Saint walked over to his co pilot and crew chief who were be attended by the Naboo medics. Both men appeared to be in good hands. One of the medics told Saint that his men would live but they needed to be in a hospital. While Saint was attending to his men, a teenage girl came up to them.
I wonder who she is? Man, if I was still in high school or if she were older, I would ask her for a date. Thought Saint.
Queen Amidala had been standing off to the side when the strangers arrived at the Naboo base camp. Qui Gon was talking to a young man, in his twenties, who was obviously a soldier of some kind. She talked to Qui Gon for a moment before deciding to speak to the pilot.
"Hello, I am Queen Amidala, ruler of the Naboo" began the young ruler. Oh shit, thought Saint, I was thinking about the local ruler as future date material. He shook his head and glanced over to Qui Gon. The older Jedi was looking at Saint with a slight grin on his face. It was obvious that somehow he had picked up on what the young pilot was thinking.
"It is a time of trials for Naboo. We are a peaceful people with no standing army who have been unlawfully attacked by the Trade Federation. Most of my people have been put into camps in the aftermath of the invasion and only a few guards and police were able to escape and resist the enemy. I know you are a stranger to this planet and have no part in this fight but..."
The queen was interrupted in mid speech by the injured co pilot who yelled out to Saint.
" Hey Saint, just let her know that you will be happy to help out and get it over with. You damn boyscouts just can't say no to a lady in distress."
A slight smile appeared on the queen's face as she looked down at Wins. "What do you mean by that last remark and why do you call your pilot a damn boyscout?"
"Well, your majesty, Saint is one of those people who calls all of his friends and drags them and anybody that happens to be nearby into helping him do a good deed" drawled Wins.
"I see, and have you been drawn into helping with any of these good deeds?" asked the queen.
"More times than I can remember starting with flight training at Ft Rucker, Alabama. But in each case, the good guys won."
Saint had a shocked look on his face as he listened to the exchange. Wins, you had to open up your big mouth and interrupt a queen. He looked over to the two Delta operators. Both commandos gave Saint a thumbs up to his unspoken question.
"Your majesty, you don't have to ask, My men and myself will be happy to offer our services to the people of Naboo. In fact, McCoy and Shepherd, were Green Berets before joining Delta Force. One of the missions assigned to the Green Berets is the advising of local forces. I'm sure you can find somewhere to place us. I attended Infantry Officers Basic prior to starting flight training. If you will pardon me, I need to go back to the helicopter and get some gear. Sgt. Shepherd, lets move out."
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The two Americans went back to the Blackhawk. As they left, they overheard Amidala telling Qui Gon that he was right. Qui Gon joined the two on their trip back to the crash site. Saints curiosity got the better of him and asked him what he was right about.
"I told her that you had the soul of a Jedi and would help her if she asked"
Wow, thought Saint. "Sgt. Shepherd we need to take stock of our weapons"
"Roger, Lieutenant lets see we have two Colt M-4 carbines with fourteen magazines, one M-21sniper rifle with six mags, five 9mm pistols with ten extra magazines, and finally six fragmentation grenades"
Saint removed his flight vest and put on an infantryman's web gear and kevlar helmet. "Sgt. Shepherd grab the weapons and ammo."
"Hey Lieutenant, what are you doing with web gear and a grunt's helmet in the chopper?"
"My old man flew scouts with the First Cav in Vietnam. He had been shot down a couple of times during the war and found himself having to defend himself. When I got assigned to the Night Stalkers, I got some advice that it would be a good idea in case I found myself on the ground with enemy nearby. It's an insurance policy."
The three men turned away from the wreck and began their return to the main party.
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TBC Reviews and Opinions are greatly appreciated.
Author Note: Chapter 4 will deal with getting ready for the counterattack on the Trade Federation forces. Chapter 5 will cover the main battle in Theed. Picture the ground combat scenes on Blackhawk Down if you want an idea of what will occur.