{A/N: Man, I didn't know how difficult it was to write an established character.}
4099 ABMV, 8:30 PM, Jedi Temple, Coruscant...
Ahsoka is sneaking back into the Temple in her Coveralls in the chilly night. The Courtyard is fairly empty, so sneaking past the guards isn't that hard. She manages to make her way to her dorm, and sighs. Relaxing herself, she opens her room door.
To find Anakin sitting down on her bed.
"So... Where were you snips?" Ahsoka crosses her arms. "What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean." She releases a breath that she didn't know she was holding. And holds up a hard drive. "I was helping a friend with something." Anakin squints at her skeptically. "And who was this friend?" Ahsoka walks over to the computer. "His name's-"
"His?" Skywalker raises a brow, causing Ahsoka to shake her head exasperatedly. "His name is Miguel, and he's an inventor." She says as she plugs the hard drive into her PC.
She clicks around and pulls up a few media files from the hard drive. The first one has a still image of Miguel walking backward awkwardly.
"See for yourself." She says smugly as Anakin moves over to the desk chair and presses the spacebar.
:"Okay! Let's do this right!": Miguel says while walking backward with the heavy boots. :"Start mark, half a meter back to center...": The recording plays until Ahsoka giggles at Miguel's misfortune in the Holo-Vid.
Skywalker clicks the next one.
...:"Is this a weapon?": Ahsoka asks Miguel. :"Nope, just a flight stabilizer, move back please.": He says while steadying his arm and bracing. :"Should be completely harmless though.": Miguel presses a button on the table.
:*wrrRRRRRR- THRRRR!*:
This time, Skywalker's facade breaks as he begins smiling madly.
'He's like a younger me!' Anakin thinks to himself before voicing a question. "Are you two making booster boots? Cause if you are... Let me in on that!"
Ahsoka shakes her head once again and presses the next video. "It's much better than that." She smirks.
:"Test five, Configuration 2.0. For a lack of a better option DUnK-E is still on fire safety.": He sort of raises his arm at him to cement the point. :"If you douse me again and I'm not on fire, I'm donating you to a city academy.": Miguel looks at the camera and shifts around a little. He looks at Ahsoka right after.
:"Alright, nice and easy... Seriously. We're just gonna start off with one percent thrust capacity.":
She changes the capacity from ten, to one.
:"In three,":
:"Two.":
:"One.":
:*THRRRT*:
Anakin is amazed at what the two did in a single day.
"Did you two design this?" He asks in which Ahsoka deflects into the truth. "You know that I'm not good at designing things. He did it all, he designed the stabilizers in less than two hours!"
"And what's that thing on his chest?" Ahsoka crosses her arms. "Just a miniature ARC Reactor He made." She waves her hand offhandedly. Making Skywalker go slack jawed.
"But that's hundreds of years ahead of what the top scientists could do!" Anakin stands up. "We gotta get him to help in the war effort!" Ahsoka goes wide eyed at this and suddenly tells him. "No!"
"Why not?!"
"Because he doesn't know I'm a Jedi..."
"So? Tell him then!"
"And he has his own struggles to take care of right now. Along with that, I don't think he would want to help a government full of corrupt politicians anyway!" She exclaims, making a valid point.
Anakin sighs while pinching his nose, before he raises his hands up in... Surrender?
"I can tell that you don't want to put your friend in an uncomfortable situation... And I respect it. I won't push."
"That's... Surprisingly thoughtful of you."
"Don't push it." Skywalker begins walking out of the room.
"We're going to be going to Felucia soon. So spend your time with him if you'd like. Come up with a good alibi though. Unless... You tell him." Skywalker walks off leaving Ahsoka to her own devices.
"Well... He's surprisingly okay with this. Wonder what happened?" She shrugs her shoulders before moving to turn off her PC and go to sleep.
12:20 PM, O'Hara Apartment, Nueva York, Coruscant..
Miguel is watching the news for any sign of The Hobgoblin when he gets a sudden knock on the door.
Pausing the TV, he gets up and walks to the door. It slides open for him to find...
"Uhh... What's with the hot Jedi getup? And the lightsabers?" He stares down at her, while her cheeks flush at the first remark.
"I know that you're the Spider-Man..." He goes wide eyed as she scratches the back of her neck sheepishly. "I didn't know how to tell you at first. So I'd rather get this over with now than..."
"Later..." Miguel shakes his head before moving to the side. "C'mon in. People are going to ask questions if they see a Jedi outside my apartment."
The door shuts as Miguel sits down on his couch and begins choking out a question. "Ahsoka... If that's even your real name. Why tell me now?"
"I'm being shipped off to Felucia soon. And I thought that I'd tell you the whole truth before I'm sent to fight hordes of droids."
Miguel leans back and breathes deeply. "I- Uhh. I appreciate that, I do. If you'd have told me around a month from now... I'd be really 'peeved'."
"My name is Ahsoka, by the way." O'Hara looks at her with a corner of his mouth, upturned, and his left hand holding up his chin as he lightly shakes his head. "You're such a strange girl... Ahsoka Tano."
Two Weeks later, 4:50 PM Cantina, Level 1313, Coruscant...
'Ahsoka should be back here by now... one week. In and out. Three Jedi, two Companies... What the hell happened?!' Miguel thinks to himself as he sips on a can of... Something. As the patrons of the bar buzz about the things currently happening in the underworld. He listens in on multiple people, before hearing something that catches his attention.
A large Trandoshan talking to a Rodian about a hunt that they're about to go on.
$... Lo-Taren caught another Jedi youngling. On Felucia of all places!$ The Trandoshan takes a swig of his drink.
$"What species?"$
$A Togruta! Man! I'd love to mount her head on my wall!$ The two laugh rather loudly, as the bar counter currently in Miguel's hand begins to crack.
$I'll be heading out on my ship at 6:30 in order to catch the second day of the hunt.$
The Rodian finishes a gulp of its beverage. $"Which ship?"$
$The 720-Freighter on dock 48-236-B. Of course... I always gotta keep my good ships separated from the shuttles.$
Miguel stands up and pays for his drink. Swiftly leaving to make his way back home. Successfully making it to a Turbolift, his face is stone cold and calculating. Head spinning with hundreds of outcomes of Ahsoka's fate.
'She's strong, I know that. But Trandoshans on a hunt, especially in numbers, are deadly. Even for Jedi.'
He runs until he reaches his Apartment complex Turbolifts and presses the button for his floor. The lift speeding upward, to the 90th floor.
He makes his way into his apartment and asks Lyla for the time.
:It's 5:20.:
Miguel grabs his Black and Red suit. His White, Red, and gray one is still finishing with the fabrication. "What's the fastest way to Dock 48-236-B?" Lyla tells him as he pulls on the Unstable Molecules.
"Lock the door for everyone but me."
He jumps out of his window and begins gliding. Dodging and hitching rides on cloud cars, before jumping down onto the top of a building with holes in its roof.
"720-Freighter... Where the hell is it?!" He looks around until he sees the desired ship model... At 6:25.
"Just in time..." Miguel somersaults onto the ramp and quickly makes his way to the hyperdrive for a next to perfect hiding place. O'Hara closes his eyes and waits for the journey to end. Drifting off to the soft humming of the surprisingly high quality hyperdrive.
5:30 AM, Trandoshan base, Wassakah...
Miguel wakes up to the ship suddenly stopping. He stretches and begins crawling on the ceiling. Finding his way onto their construction like speeder-pods. And waits underneath.
The Trandoshans holler and cry out as the sun rises for another day of sporting. Causing Miguel to lightly tense as he begins to cling to the pod.
The pod begins to lift after the others leave.
It goes down to an island through the gray clouds with all the others but seems to branch off and head through some brush. The Trandoshan piloting the pod presses down on something as Miguel hears something begin to spool up and fire.
A wide eyed Miguel flips to the laughing pilot and smashes his head into the controls. Knocking him out and causing the pod to begin to crash. He grabs the steering but it seems that they DNA locked it!
"Shock!" Miguel jumps into the air as the pod crashes into the ground and rolls. He lands in a spider-like pose as the thing catches fire.
A duo of Cerian and Twi'lek males look at him speechless before exclaiming.
"How did you do that?!"/"Are you a Jedi?!"
"PLenty of vegetables and no... Do you two happen to know a Togruta Jedi?" The two look at each other and nod their heads. "Who are you?" The Twi'lek asks. "Spider-Man. A friend of Ahsoka's."
"What kind of name is "Spider-Man"?"
"The kind of name a super-powered vigilante has to keep their identity anonymous." O'Hara deadpans before he speaks up again. "Now, could you help the guy who just saved your lives? I'm just looking for a friend."
The two look at each other again and wave for Miguel to follow them. Which he does rather easily.
After running for a few hours and evading the Trandoshans the three make it back to the hideout and sit down.
"Now we wait for them to come back."
"I'm Jinx and he's O-Mer, by the way." Miguel nods and moves to the ceiling of the hollowed tree.
He fires a web and begins hanging upside down, waiting until Ahsoka and who she was with to arrive.
Two hours later...
Ahsoka walks into the tree with her head down, as the two sit up and greet her.
"You made it."
"We feared the worst."
Jinx becomes a little worried. "Where's Kalifa?"
"She didn't make it." Ahsoka says solemnly as Jinx asks the obvious. "She's dead? I... I can't believe it. She had been here longer than any of is and now..." O-Mer sits down and places his hands on his face.
"We're all going to die here. It's only a matter of time." Ahsoka then steels with a newfound resolve. "If it's only a matter of time till we die, I say we go down with a fight."
Miguel rappels down. His cape flowing downward.
"I second that." Ahsoka whirls around. "Migu-" He covers her mouth with his gloved hand. "It's a Secret Identity. Remember?" She nods, in which Miguel removes his hand.
"So... what's the plan?"
Ahsoka begins to go into detail with the plan and comes up with just attacking the dropship head on.
Three hours later...
"It'll be more difficult to knock the blaster away if it's inside. So i'll take the pilot and you three take whoever comes out the roof access. Sound good?" The others nod their heads as the dropship arrives.
"Now!" Ahsoka orders as the four of them run up a large rock formation and jump onto the ship.
A Trandoshan bursts through a hatch and aims at Miguel who raises his hands, just as the Trandoshan is tackled by Ahsoka and O-Mer.
"Good luck!" Miguel jumps down the hatch and makes his way to the cockpit, deciding to crawl on the ceiling.
The large Trandoshan turns around and fires into nothing. Letting Miguel fire a web at the blaster and yank it away. He then drops down.
"C'mon tough guy!" The Trandoshan runs at Miguel and decks him in the face. Miguel finding it to be rather weak.
*Slug!*
It tries to throw another punch but Miguel doges and lands another.
*Smack!*
"Is that all ya got?! Ya gotta throw better than that!" Miguel decks him into the ground and knocks him out. Before getting out to help the others.
Finding a passed out Ahsoka being strangled and the others trying to get him off of her. Miguel tackles the lizard and fires a web at the ship, allowing him to swing back up and let go of the hunter at the bottom of the swing.
Landing next to Ahsoka he begins to lightly smack her in the face. O'Hara motions for the others to move inside.
"Wake up. C'mon... God damnit." Miguel moves his mask up and begins to do chest compressions. Before trying to do M to M. After a few tries she wakes up. Accidentally smacking her mouth onto his as she sits up.
Both rear back in pain at the sensitive tissue being bruised.
"What happened?!"
"Well... you were nearly strangled to death by a surprisingly strong Trandoshan. Who is likely... Uh... Dead. And now we have a ride out of here that doesn't have a hyperdrive." He purposely leaves out the CPR part for another time.
"Let's get you inside." He picks her up and jumps down the hatch, moving to sit her down in a seat. "Try to relax for ten to fifteen minutes." Standing up once again, O'Hara moves over to the cargo area. finding, only a Wookiee.
"How you holdin' up?" Miguel asks good naturedly, causing the Wookiee to roar a "so-so" out.
"Good..." He jumps down and rips off the cage door with his hands. "Let's get you to Kashyyyk. You could help us take down these guys.
2:21 AM, Kashyyyk, Wookiee village...
The ship lands as it's surrounded by armed Wookiees and a black and blonde chieftain.
The ramp opens, showing the newly learned name of the Wookiee, Chewbacca, Spider-Man, Ahsoka, O-Mer, and Jinx.
The Chief and Chewbacca exchange greetings as Miguel and Ahsoka manage to translate the name of the Chieftain.
Ahsoka walks up and begins to speak to Tarfful.
"These hunters have been killing people left and right. And I propose that the Republic and Wookiee people send a detachment to deal with these Trandoshans."
Tarfful growls in thought before nodding in affirmative.
Miguel turns to O-Mer. "Do you want to continue training? Or are you just gonna live out your life normally?" O-Mer looks down, deep in thought. "I'd like to help people. Like how you and Ahsoka helped us." Miguel hums at the sentiment and pats his back.
"I started saving people because my family was murdered by the evil. I keep on doing this because it's my responsibility. We do good things, not because we want to, we do them because we have the moral obligation to do so. Not choice..." He shakes his head. "Responsibility." Miguel walks over to the Holo-Table that Ahsoka is speaking to Anakin and Plo Koon.
Skywalker seems to notice him. "You're the Spider-Man."
"I am."
"How did you find her?"
"I have a guy in the chair. Miguel. Any friend of his, is a friend of mine. When he's worried, I'm worried."
Anakin seems to go a little wide eyed before relaxing. "It's a good thing that you know him then." Ahsoka notices her Master's opinion for Miguel improve drastically in the short span of a few seconds.
Ahsoka and Miguel then begin proposing a takedown to the republic, which Plo-Koon and Anakin accept.
Two Days Later...
Ahsoka, Miguel, Anakin, Plo, and a few clones are in a republic gunship being transported to Wassakah.
"First order of business. We need to find Ahsoka's Lightsabers." Skywalker states, gaining nods from the people of the gunship.
The doors open after a while, prompting the cargo to jump out and fire at the Trandoshans or ignite their lightsabers.
Behind some cover, Miguel is devising a plan. "There's a lot more than we thought..." He turns to Ahsoka. "Half-carry or Bridal?"
"What?"
"Half-carry it is."
Miguel grabs Ahsoka by the waist with his arm and fires a web-line to the control-room balcony. The two begin rappelling upward quicker than any grapple would allow.
They land on it after he detaches the line, finding the Trandoshan leader igniting one of Ahsoka's sabers and having a blaster pistol in the other, inside the trophy room.
*CHOOM!*
A bolt hits Miguel in the shoulder, making him turn with sparks flying onto the walls. He turns toward him and walks forward calmly. Garnac looks at him worriedly before raising the saber above him.
Ahsoka pulls the saber out of his hand while Miguel begins to toss him around.
Into the wall...
The ceiling...
And finally, the floor.
Webbing the four fingered hand onto the floor he gets close to his rancid face.
"If I hear that you and your people are hunting my friends or anyone again... I'll make sure you'll be breathing through a straw for the rest of your life."
*SMACK!*
Garnac's head slams into the floor as Miguel stands up, Grabbing Ahsoka's other lightsaber off of his belt and tossing it to her.
"Did you really need to do that?"
"Just needed to send a message if he gets out of prison." Miguel shrugs as the blaster fire stops. "Welp... I'm ready to go home! Gotta test the new suit." Ahsoka chuckles as O'Hara begins to jump over the railing.
"Wait!" Miguel stops and turns around. "Could, uhh... Could you help me down there?" She asks a bit shyly.
"Why? You could easily jump down there!" Ahsoka mumbles something really quietly.
"What?"
"I said, it hurts my knees dropping from sixty feet!"
"PFFT!"
"AHAHAHAHAH!" Ahsoka turns red from embarrassment and yells at him to stop laughing. "But-AHAHah... But you've literally jumped down from cliffside bases! And all along, your knees hurt! What are you?! An old woman?!" He continues laughing.
Ahsoka storms over and hits him on the head, angrily, multiple times.
"OW! Okay! Okay! I'll do it! Just stop hitting me!" Miguel scoops her up from under her knees and jumps over the railing, onto the dock below, behind a few crates. Right before setting her down on her feet.
"That better?" Miguel instinctively begins to hang upside down on a web-line. "Yeah..." Ahsoka turns around coming face to upside down face with the masked webslinger.
"You gonna tell your 'Master' who I really am?" Miguel does finger quotations at the word.
Ahsoka just shakes her head and rolls part of his mask down. "What're you doing?"
*Smooch.*
Ahsoka rolls the mask back up, leaving a speechless Miguel.
"Just paying you back." She walks away with a giddy smile, while Miguel touches his cheek.
'She... Oh by The Maker, she knows!' Miguel thinks to himself while his exposed cheeks are a deep shade of scarlet. As he thinks back to the hectic escape.
{A/N: Definitely some of my best work so far. CH 5 is already written and CH 6 is going to focus more on the time that Miguel was displaced.}