This chapter is a tad confusing and hard to follow but...just deal. (Oh and disclamer: I don't own any of these characters and none of these incidents actually occured)

-LemonyShepard

"This is my Sector Distorter." The Emperor stated. He and Lord Grievous were standing in the TIE hangar next to a large machine. It was a large metal doorway with a keyboard on one side.

"It allows you to travel from planet to planet instantaneously." Palpatine smiled, showing his rotten teeth. "I have programmed the machine to travel to the planet Dagobah where the Light Side is detected."

"But, Master," Grievous started. "You cannot expect me to go to an uncharted planet and simply stumble across this Jedi. How will I find him?"

"The Force will guide you, young apprentice." Palpatine smiled. "Now before you go, I want you to take your true weapons."

The evil Sith lord then pulled out four black and silver cylinders. Lightsabors.

"These are the true weapons of the Sith. This one is very unique here. It is the recovered weapon of Jedi Master Mace Windu. Our Storm trooper units recovered it from the streets of Coruscant."

Grievous grabbed the hilt of the weapon and ignited it, revealing a strong, purple blade.

"This lightsabor is a legend on its own. It is the sabor of legendary Yoda the Whill, the most powerful Jedi of this millennium."

Upon turning on the lightsabor, the cyborg noticed that the green blade was very short. The two frowned.

"Um…you might want to turn that up a bit."

Grievous twisted the blade length adjustment knob and smiled as the blade grew.

"There." Palpatine said. "Now this is your lightsabor that you constructed as part of your Sith training." He handed his apprentice the gold and silver hilt, which ignited a red blade.

"And this last one is the tragic lightsabor of my old apprentice Anakin Skywalker."

He handed his apprentice the lightsabor that was Anakin's first, which he used in the very beginning of the Clone Wars but was stolen by Count Dooku. The four weapons ignited in Grievous's arms, giving off a rainbow of beautiful yet evil colors.

"Now, go into the Sector Distorter," the Emperor ordered. "Follow the Force and fulfill your destiny."

Grievous bowed respectfully to his master and walked into the doorway. Palpatine pressed a button, which caused the portal to glow. Sparks flew and gears churned, and Grievous vanished in a large explosion of light. Palpatine smiled.

"Fulfill your destiny," he chuckled. "And destroy all Light in your path…"

A dart flew across the room and stuck right on Spider-Man's forehead. Harry Osbourne was in his study, throwing darts at a printed picture of his hated enemy. Empty wine bottles consumed the floor of the study, which was incredibly unorganized.

"One of these days, Insect," he scowled. "I will have you where I want you: six feet under."

"Sir," his butler said, entering the neglected room. "The Board is here to see your experimentation of your machine."

"Already?" Harry jumped up and ran towards the door, tripping over bottles on his way. He was thinking of a way to save Oscorp from bankruptcy and created a device that allowed people to travel through time and space. The Board of Science was coming to observe how the machine worked and to see if it was worth their time.

He ran towards the laboratory and straitened his tie. This was his big chance to avenge his father. He briskfully opened the lab door and walked down, calmly, to his machine.

"Hello, gentlemen." He said calmly but still needing to catch his breath. "Today you will observe a revolutionary machine used to transport us into times and places we would only dream of seeing."

"Skip the speech, Osbourne!" one man yelled. "The last two times we even bothered coming down here to see your crack-pot inventions, it nearly cost us our lives."

"Please remain calm," he said. "We are not children here, we are scientists. I have learned from my past mistakes and made a machine that will truly help mankind."

"We'll be the judge of that," another man said sourly. "Turn it on."

Harry smiled with pride as he pulled the switch and sparks flew. The machine rattled and vibrated until it started glowing. The scientists stared in awe as the lights in the laboratory began to dim and the machines' rattling got louder and more intense.

However, the pride of Osbourne was short-lived. His precious machine soon died and the lights returned. Confused, Harry ran over to the machine and frantically pressed buttons and turned knobs. Furious, the Board members approached the young scientist.

"If your father was still alive he would disown you!" one cried. "Why do you even bother? Oscorp is dead!"

"P-Please, gentlemen, give me another chance. Just one week to repair and--"

Before he could even finish he sentence, a scientist pulled out a contract and ripped it in half, then led his team out the door. Crushed, Harry collapsed to the floor and wept.

"You shity machine!" he cried, kicking it. "Yeah, that's right! You're shity! I hate you! I HATE YOU!"

A flicker of light and some rattling and the machine started up again. The young man stared in agony at his creation.

"No!" he cried again. "No, don't do this to me again! I don't think I can take another failure!"

But this time the machine didn't fail. It, in fact, worked perfectly, but not the way he nor Grievous hoped.

A large, tan-colored creature emerged from the glowing doorway and stared at Harry with hatred in his eyes. Osbourne, on the other hand, stared at the creature with fear. It pulled out four black tubes, which ignited brightly-colored blades. They were weapons and Harry knew it. This creature came from another dimension.

Grievous was about to attack this stranger but then stopped and put his lightsabors away. He didn't feel the Force at all in this creature, nor did he feel it on this planet.

"Tell me," he said in a voice that sent a chill down Harry's spine. "Are you a Jedi?"

"N-No…" the human said shaking. He didn't know what to say to this alien so he stated, "My name's Harry Osbourne and this is my laboratory."

Grievous looked around suspiciously. "This doesn't look like Dagobah." He thought out loud. "Tell me, Harry Osbourne, what planet am I on?"

"You…You're on Earth." He responded.

'Earth?' the Sith lord thought. 'I have never heard of Earth. My Master's machine must have been incomplete or improperly made.'

The cyborg looked at Harry's machine then back at the human. "Send me back, human, or I will destroy you and your kind!"

Sweat poured down from Osbourne's face as he thought. 'I can't repair this!' he thought. 'I don't even know where this creature came from…wait…'

"Destroy Spider-Man," he ordered. "And I will send you back to…Dagobah or whatever."

"Spider…Man?" Grievous asked. "Who is this creature of which you speak?"

"He killed my father a long time ago." Harry said angrily. "And I have sent many…" he thought. "…bounty hunters to kill him, but they were all killed by him. If you destroy him, I will send you back."

"Where will I find him?"

"Go find a man dressed in blue and red with two giant white eyes. Look for him scaling the walls of this city." Osbourne gave a slight smile. "You'll have no trouble finding him."

Grievous nodded then ran over to the window of the laboratory. He looked back at Harry and said, "Have the machine ready." before jumping out.

Harry walked back up to his study and grabbed his knife. He studied the amazing detail of the artwork on the blade before facing the dartboard again.

"Soon, Pete," he said grimly. "You'll pay for what you've done." He threw the knife, which stuck right in the middle of Spider-Man's face. Harry smiled.