Shatterpoint
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Star Wars. All recognisable characters, content or locations belong to their respective owners. No copyright infringement intended.Author: tlyxor1.
Author's Note: What is this? This is disgusting.
Clearly, I need to work on the Star Wars side of things.
Prologue
They met in an empty clearing, as the moon shone bright overhead, and as wind whistled through the surrounding trees. Planet Earth was far from the known galaxy, deep within the reaches of wild space, where galaxies remained unexplored and uncharted.
The year was 1981, the date was the 1st of November, and the world's population, recently freed from oppression and fear, exulted.
An elderly man, clad in magenta robes but eyes sharp, cradled a baby swaddled in pink, and a man, bald and stern, waited. Between them, the silence was deafening.
The man with his silver hair and periwinkle eyes, interrupted the stalemate.
"Will you take her?"
Mace Windu nodded concisely, outstretched his arms, and curled them protectively around the slumbering baby. Her eyes flickered behind pale eyelids, a tiny hand clenched the edge of the blanket, and the man smiled.
"She will be raised as a jedi," he vowed, "Safe from the dangers of Lord Voldemort and his allies."
Albus Dumbledore smiled serenely, reached an age worn hand forward, and reverently brushed a baby soft cheek.
"That is all I ask." He looked around him, wary. "I must go."
One last glance to the baby cradled in Windu's arms, and he disappeared into thin air. His words echoed on the breeze. "May the force be with you, Gwen James."
Author's Note: I have no comment. Just… no.