Broken Wings
Summary: Buffy is sent to the futuristic world of Star Wars by the Powers That Be. Her mission is to protect the people fated to fight the evil Sith Lords, but most importantly, the Chosen One of this galaxy. Does she have the strength to complete this task, or is she doomed to fall into the trap of evil like many of those before her?
Author's Note: I know, short summary but i hope it will turn out better than this. Also, I think I'm going to pair Buffy and Obi-Wan together so please help me out on that one. I will also have a few questions at the end of this chapter so plz look over them and answer them for me. Futhermore, I DO NOT own Star Wars or Buffy the Vampire Slayer, so no sueing me!
The cold wind bit at her as she looked for an abandoned house to stay in. Her thoughts were half filled with the recent events, but also half filled with wanting to get warm. Her dull, hazel eyes stared upon the row of houses until she saw one that she felt would provide what she wanted. Making her way quickly into the house, she noticed the chaos about the house and sighed. People were now-a-days rushing out of this small town called Sunnydale because they had finally learned of the supernatural population. She couldn't blame them; if she was normal she would be right along with them, but she had a job to do. Thinking these thoughts, a fresh new batch of tears tried to spill down her red cheeks, but she refused to let them fall.
"Stupid Anya, crazy potientials, unforgiving friends, mean Watcher."Buffy mumbled as she looked for a warm bed to sleep in. She knew she was just letting her anger out and not believing anyof the words she was saying, but it still hurt inside because of what they did. They threw her out of her own house and chose Faith to be their leader, even when she had died for them, TWICE. The Powers were probably getting a kick out this right now. She finally spotted a bed and made her way to it. Laying down, she tried to fall asleep, but everytime she closed her eyes, they were thier.
"It must hurt real bad."a new, but familiar voice said. Opening her hazel eyes, Buffy turned over to see the Balance demon known as Whistler. He stared down at her with pity and sympathy and that just made her want to ram him through with a nice, dull blade.
"What do you want?"she asked in a monotone voice. Noticing a flash of pity cross his eyes, she growled and rolled over and closed her eyes.
"This is why the Slayer works alone. You should have just turned them away when they first agreed to help you."Whistler's voice filled sympathy said.
"Well excuse me for trying to be different and have friends."Buffy retorted. Trying to fall asleep, she let out an irritated sigh as she felt the bed shift weight.
"Slayer, you can neva' change who you are or destined to be."he replied. Turnign back over to face him, she narrowed her eyes in suspicion as she noticed his nervousness.
"Why are you here?"she asked in anger. Glaring at him, Buffy noticed his eyes dart about quickly and her suspicions grew. The Powers That Be wanted her todo something. When the Balance demon didn't reply, she punched him square in the nose and smiled when it cracked. The blood dripped onto the floor as he gripped his nose in pain.
"I'm dere wu ell you avout a brobosdion dee Mowers ave or you."he said while holding his bleeding nose.
"What?"Buffy as in confusion.
"I said, I'm here to tell you about a proposition the Powers have for you."he replied after snapping his nose back together. Raising her eyebrows at the statment, Buffy began to wonder. Sitting up, she glared at Whistler and waited for him to tell her what this was about. At first he didn't say anything, but after catching her cold gaze, he saw she was growing impatience.
"The Powers want you to travel to another galaxy and protect a few very important people."he said. At this, Buffy blinked then jumped up with wide eyes.
"What!"she yelled as she stared at him. Cringing at her yell, Whistler drew back as he saw her turn back to her cold personna.
"Now look Slayer, would you rather stay here and watch your friends die or give them a fightin' chance!"he suddenly snapped. At this, the blonde halted and stared at Whistler with wide eyes. His words had rung through her ears, but yet she couldn't quite wrap her head around it. What did he mean give them a fighting chance? Was she going to lose this battle and let them die. Her eyes widen at the thought as she dropped to her knees and began to cry. Her anger towards the Balance demon had been buried...for now, but all she could think of was his words.
"What do you mean...a fighting chance?"she asked. Something in her voice made Whistler regret what he said as he crouched low and lifted Buffy's face up to face him.
"When you were ressurrected, a gap was opened and the First found a way to get through. You were suppose to stay dead, kid but you witch friend thought they couldn't live without you." at this, Buffy snorted, but he continued," I know it hurts to know this, but kid if you don't do what the Powers ask, you can kiss this world good-bye."he told her gently. Buffy's head was reeling as she listened to the Balance demon's words. Her heart clenched at the thought of causing this world more pain. Wipping away the last of her tears, she turned and looked at Whistler with a determened gaze. All though she hated leaving her world, she felt she needed to do this more than ever after her friends betrayal.
"Fine, but do I get to say good-bye?"she questioned. Whistler shook his head no as he stood up and helped the fallen Slayer up.
"No, but we will tell the others that you died so they can mourn you than worry about you. There will be someone there that will know why you are there and will guide you in your mission. Please kid, don't worry so much about this side, we got it covered."Whistler said as he stared at her. Nodding, Buffy wrapped her arms around herself as she began to feel as slight tingling sensation start at the base of her feet before spreading throughout her entire body.
"One more thing kid, you'll be turned into your fifteen year old self, but still have knoweldge of this world!"shouted Whistler as a strong wind formed and seemed to carry Buffy away as she disappeared in a sparkle of light.
The sounds of a sandstorm greeted her ears as Buffy plummeted from the sky towards the ever increasing ground. Letting her Slayer instincts take over, she landed in a crouch on the desert ground. Looking up, she put an arm up to shield her eyes from the rushing sands around her. Looking around wildly, her heart began to race as she saw no end to the desert storm. Suddenly, a tingling feeling ran up her spine as she turned in one direction. Closing her eyes and praying this was a way to civilization, she began to run through the sands. Coughing up sand when it entered her mouth, Buffy began to curse Whistler for dropping her in the middle of a desert. Suddenly, the sandstorm stopped and the blonde stopped with confusion. Looking back at the sandstorm, she realized it was moving away from her.
'Okay, that was too much like a hurricane or tornadoe' Buffy thought. looking down at her dirtied clothes, she sighed and realized she needed to find a friendly person or a bathing hole. Looking up, she noticed a figure disappear into a nearby home. Rushing over, she tried to think of what to say, but her mind drew a blank as she realised she knew nothing of this world. Standing infront of the door that the figure just entered, she took a deep breath and knocked. At first, nothing happened, but then Buffy heard the sounds of footsteps and then the door opened. Standing before her was a small about, about nine or ten, and he had brownish-blonde hair. He wore light grayish robes, but what Buffy noticed about him most of all was his eyes. They were a deep blue that seemed to hold much innocence, yet know quite a bit.
"Umm...sorry about barging in on you like this, but I think I'm lost. Can you help?"she asked timidly. 'Great excuse Buffy, now their going to wonder where you live!' she thought in worry and anger. The little boy stared up at her, before turning around and yelling for his mom. Gulping down her nasuea, she tried to think of an excuse more plausible than the one she just gave, but found none. Suddenly, a new voice broke her thoughts.
"Miss, are you okay? Can I help you with something?"asked the brown haired woman. She had small wrinkles on her face and wore the same color of robes as the boy, but it seemed to be a dress.
"Oh, sorry for disturbing you but I seem to be lost."Buffy replied.
"Well, do you know where you live?"asked the woman. The Slayer turned in the direction she came, but found herself unable to answer the question.
"I...I can't...remember."the blonde replied as she turned back to the woman. The woman seemed startled at first, but nodded and stepped aside.
"Please come in and you can take a bath and borrow some of my clothes."the woman said.
"Thank you Miss..."Buffy stated, but faltered realizing she didn't know her name.
"Call me Shmi, and this is my son Anakin."the woman replied as she put a gentle hand on the top of the boy's head.
"Thank you Shmi and Anakin, my name's..."she died off, realizing she didn't have a new name. For some reason, she thought that using her real name would sound odd, and she didn't want these nice people to get suspicious of her.
"Oh dear, you must have amnesia. Come in and we can try and sort this out."Shmi whispered as she ushered Buffy inside. Once inside, the Slayer's senses went off the charts as she sensed people not normal inside. Turning to the side, she noticed a group of people and creatures seated at a table.
"These are my new friends. This is Padme, Qui-Gon Jinn, JarJar Binks, and R2-D2."Anakin stated as he noticed her looking at them. Padme had curly, brown hair that was in a bun-like thing. She wore a blue and grey outfit that sort of resembled a servant's outfit. Looking to Qui-Gon Jinn, her senses erupted again and she realized he was some type of magic wielder. He had long, brown hair and a beard that seem to give him the appearance of a wise man. He wore brown robes like Anakin's, except Buffy spied a metal rod at his hip. JarJar also sent of her demon senses as he was a purplish-red creature that had long, floppy ears and big, gold eyes. R2-D2 was a small robot that beeped at her.
"Hi."she mumbled. Shmi looked at the young girl with sympathy, then turned and ushered her to the back, towards her room.
"I'm sure you can wear this. I kept it when I was pregnant with Anakin, incase I had a girl."Shmi stated as he pulled out the clothes. It was a green top that had thick sleeves that wrapped around her forearms and a dull chain that wrapped around her shoulders. It came all the way down to her stomach and had splits on the sides. She wore loose, brown cotton pants that covered half her feet. Shmi let her have a pair of old, black boots that came up to her ankles and tied.
"I really appreciate this."Buffy said as she turned to brush her now clean hair in the mirror.
"It's no problem."the woman replied with a smile. The blonde smiled at her, then pulled her hair up into a ponytail, then let her bangs down to frame her face.
"Well?"she asked. Shmi smiled as she looked at the young girl.
"Perfect."she replied. Buffy smiled at this, then her face fell.
"What about my name?"she asked. At this, Shmi sighed and led the girl towards the front. The blonde looked down at the ground and fought the urge to pout. It was hard having to lie to these good people. Looking up, she noticed they were back at the dinning table and Anakin was saying something about a Jedi Knight. Qui-Gon noticed their presences and cleared his throat. The boy turned and smiled sheepishly when he noticed Buffy.
"Sorry Qui-Gon."he murmured.
"It's alright Anakin."the man replied with a chuckle. Buffy felt her cheeks flame when she noticed they didn't want to know their secret. 'I shouldn't be angry because they can't know mine' she thought with sorrow.
"We have a dilema. She has no idea what her name is and I can't keep calling her young one, so anakin any suggestions?"asked Shmi. Anakin looked back up to her and stared for a few minutes then smiled. He turned to Qui-Gon and whispered the name he had into the man's ear. The man chuckled as he agreed with the name.
"Either Kamali, or Axelia."he suggested. Buffy ran through the book of names she had to memorise for Giles and smiled at what they meant. Smiling down at the boy, she whispered her choice to him.
"Kamali it is."he cheered. Buffy/Kamali chcukled at the little boy's antics. The others around the table chuckled as well. Soon, Anakin and Padme ran off to another room and Shmi walked back to her room. Buffy looked down at the empty seat and sat down before a plate of warm food. As she began to eat, she felt the eyes of Qui-Gon stare into her. After taking another bite, she swalloed and looked at him.
"Something on your mind?"she asked. Qui-Gon chuckled as he stared at her.
"You are not what you seem."he replied. At this, the blonde put down her utensils and stared back at the robed figure.
"How so?"she asked. He stared at her long and hard, and it began to unnerve her.
"There is great power around you, along with anger, sadness, fear, and happiness."he answered. Buffy's eyes widen at what he just said and she felt her heart begin to race.
"What do you know about it."she said as she turned to eat her remaing food.
"I did not mean to offend you, but I am just curious. I was told through dreams of mine of a girl with hair like a golden sun appearing to help with a problem."Qui-Gon said. Buffy stopped eating and stared at her plate. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and looked up at the man and nodded. Qui-Gon smirked as he nodded his head. "So, you are Buffy."he whispered.
"Yes, but from now on can I just be Kamali?"she asked. The man nodded his head as he smiled at the girl before him.
"So, tell me more about slayers."he asked. Buffy chuckled, but nodded and began to tell him all she knew.
That night, Buffy slept outside and let the wind lull her to sleep. As she laid there, she found peace in her dreams as they seem to concentrate more on her new mission than her friends. Suddenly, a muffled noise awoke her with her sensitive hearing. Looking around groggily, she heard more muffled sounds come from below. Standing up and leaning over the balcony she was on, she saw three shadowed figures attack a figure infront of them. Glaring, she turned to look back into the house before jumping over the balcony onto the shadowed figures below. Flipping up, she glared at the figures, then gasped. They were like vampires, except their fangs glimmered in the moonlight, their eyes were either gold or red, and their bodies became more defined or muscled. Getting over her shock, Buffy dropped kicked the one closest to her into the wall beside her.
"Isn't it a little late for you boys to be out? I mean, the sun's almost up and you're now just deciding to come and play killer."she said as another charged her and she flipped over him. Looking around, she cursed herself for forgetting a stake that could have come in real handy. While she was musing, a vampire snuck up behind her and kneed her in the back. Buffy fell to the ground, the rolled over dodging a foot to the head. Flipping over, she caught an outstretched arm and swung, sending the vampire she held into the vampire behind her. A new sound filled her ears as she turned to see Qui-Gon standing their with a glowing blade. Looking confused, he just tossed it to her and she caught it with ease. Staring at the weapon with awe, she just managed to duck to avoid a punch from a vampire beside her.
"Lets see how you guys react to this."she said as she swung the blade with skill and sliced off the vampire's head. At first it just stood there, but then it crumpled into the ground and slwoly burned. Turning back to the other two, she roudhouse kicked them, then did the same to them as she did their partner. After they had burned, Buffy turned to see a whimpering girl huddled in the corner. Walking slowly towards her, she scooped her up and carried her to where the girl told her. Leaving her at her house, Buffy returned and gave Qui-Gon back his glow stick.
"That's a nice blade, wish I had one."she said. Qui-Gon just chuckled as he went back inside. Buffy pouted, but jumped back up to the balcony and laid down to fall asleep. Closing her eyes, she smiled when sleep finally came.
The next morning came all too soon as the sun's rays hit Buffy's closed eyelids. She squirmed and swatted at the sunlight, but groaned when she realized it wasn't going away. Waking up, she had to remember what happened yesterday before she totaly freaked. Looking around, she was about to fall back asleep when the sounds of engines entered her range of hearing. Looking up sharply, she looked around wildly until she found the source of the noise. Smiling, she got up and made her way to the back of the house. Walking out into the blazing sun, Buffy saw Anakin in a somehwat race car spacehsip thing and smirked. Walking over to Qui-Gon, she yawned and watched him.
"Why didn't you wake me earlier?"she asked. He turned to her and smiled.
"We thought it was best that you sleep."he replied.
"Thank you."she replied. Qui-Gon just nodded his head as he turned back to the boy. "What's he doing?"she asked.
"Preparing for the upcoming podraces."he replied.
"Podraces?"Buffy asked.
"Yes, he will race against others to get us a spare part for our ship."he replied. Buffy just nodded, the turned bck to watching the boy. He seemed so carefree and happy, but she knew all happy beginnings come to an end. Sighing, she looked up at the sky and wandered what her 'friends' were doing now. Shaking the thought from her head, Buffy turned to watch anakin turn off the engines and cheer loudly.
"He'll win."she simply stated before walking away.
Author's Note: I know it's short and maybe a little crappy, but I wanted to see how people took this idea.