*You guys know the drill already. I don't own Calvin and Hobbes or Star Wars: The Clone Wars.*

*Speech Key*

"May the Force be with you." = Normal Speech

'May the Force be with you.' = Thinking

"May the Force be with you." = Force Ghost Speaking

"May the Force be with you." = Someone Yelling

"Haha haha! You lose, General Kenobi!" = Separatist Droid Speech

Training With Qui-Gon Jinn!

"Hobbes?"

"Yes, Calvin?"

"We were in a cave before, right?"

"Yeah."

"And we both fell asleep after having something to eat, right?"

"What about it?"

"I just have to know… WHERE IN THE SEVEN LEVELS OF HADES ARE WE NOW?!"

"I'm right here! You don't need to yell!" Hobbes said, scolding his friend.

But Calvin had a right to be all yelly and screamy. Soon after falling asleep, Calvin and Hobbes both found themselves in some weird place that was mostly obscured by a dense fog. The only visible land masses being where they were standing, and a few croppings of rocks jutting out from the fog. Neither of them knew exactly how they got to this strange place, but boy did it seem very strange to them.

They could feel this… almost alien energy flowing through this area. It felt as if it were alive. Willing to aid those who called upon its power. But in all his time of reading comic books and watching cartoons, Calvin's never seen or even heard of any kind of energy that reacts even remotely close to how this one does. The only energy that even comes close to what this stuff does is Chakra from that Naruto anime Calvin saw once, and even THAT STUFF doesn't have this feeling of being alive.

"Sorry. But I seriously need to know where we are." Calvin said, apologizing to Hobbes.

"You're asking the wrong tiger." Hobbes replied, scratching his head in thought. "I've never read about any places in the U.S. that come even remotely close to looking like this. All I know is that there's fog and rocks as far as the eye can see."

"Right… so how do we get out of here?" Calvin asked.

Hobbes looked on ahead, not really understanding why he was doing so. But he did know one thing. They needed to keep moving regardless of their sudden arrival in… wherever it is they are.

"I guess all we can do is start walking."

"Come on! I'm serious! We're stuck in a fog in the middle of-"

Calvin was cut off from his little tangent when he and Hobbes noticed that the fog was beginning to lift around themselves. It seemed to move as it revealed a stone path that the two of them could follow easily. But it still freaked them out with how quickly and seemingly suddenly it happened.

"...Oh…" said Calvin as he and Hobbes started down the path. "If sending us to weirdsville is anyone's idea of a joke, I am SO not laughing!"

"Hey, nobody sent us here! We're the ones who sent ourselves here by falling asleep in a magic cave!" Hobbes exclaimed.

"Well, who booby traps a cave?!" Calvin demanded.

But as Hobbes looked around, he began to develop a new theory about this place. One that could explain why they were here in the first place.

"Maybe it wasn't a trap. Maybe this is the way home for aliens. Maybe this is where some of them are from." Hobbes suggested.

"Definitely creepy enough." Calvin said in agreement.

And he's not about to rule out aliens. After seeing that one martian on the planet Mars when he was only six AND selling the Earth to a pair of aliens who wanted to conquer the planet, he wasn't ruling anything out just yet!

The two passed through an archway and gasped in surprise as the scenery around them changed ever so drastically.

"NOW where are we?!" Hobbes gasped.

It looked like they were in some kind of ruins. They were very modern in design, and yet the whole place was clearly ancient. The two of them continued walking, taking in the sights and seeing the ruined buildings, vehicles, and even the ancient bones of dead humans and animals. A sight that made them feel somewhat queasy.

"I think we just stumbled upon the lost city of Atlantis." Calvin quipped.

"You're close, but no cigar, young one. Atlantis sunk to the bottom of the ocean." said the voice of a grown man.

A voice that neither Calvin or Hobbes recognized.

They quickly turned around to look for the source of the voice and noticed a flight of stairs going up to a kind of meditation pedestal. And kneeling at the top of that pedestal was a man who Calvin doesn't recognize. Then again, he's never really been one to try and remember the faces of most grown-ups he's met. All they've ever done so far is give him grief and pour on more and more stress and hurt than he's comfortable with sharing.

Yeah, he's talking about YOU, Rosalin. You ain't off the hook ya sadistic babysitter!

Anyway, this man appears to be in his late thirties, early forties, with deep wrinkles in his forehead, the edges of his eyes, and mouth. He has long brown hair, light skin and blue eyes. He wore robes that looked kind of like a combination of a Xiaolin Monk's Gi, and a Samurai's robes, along with a brown utility belt, and brown combat boots that had his pant legs tucked into them. These were tan in color, and he wore a dark brown hooded cloak over his clothes. Resting on his lap was a strange cylindrical object that was silver in color with some black at the top, and on the sides with a red button near the top. It had a rather basic design that's not really worth explaining.

The man opened his eyes as his meditation came to a halt. He looked up slightly and saw Calvin and his faithful tiger, Hobbes, standing at the base of the stairs looking up at him.

"I wondered when you two would come here." he said.

Calvin's eyes widened in surprise. As did Hobbes'. This man was waiting for them? Why? And for how long?

"Who are you, sir? And why were you waiting for us?" Calvin asked.

"And while we're on the subject, where exactly are we?" Hobbes added.

The man picked up the cylindrical object in his lap and stood up as he began to traverse down the stairs to the two visitors he had. His expression was currently unreadable, but Calvin didn't let his guard down. He quickly got into a defensive stance in case the man tried to attack them. Yet for some reason, he could tell the man wouldn't. So he relaxed his guard, but didn't drop it.

"To answer your questions, though not in that order, where we are currently is known as Earth Prime. Many eons ago, before there was man, before there was thought, there was this place. One Earth with a single history. But with the coming of sentient life came the concept of free will, and with it came chaos. With each new choice we make, we literally create a world. One Earth where we made the choice, and another where we didn't. That's the secret of the universe, you know. Billions of life forms, making billions of choices, creating infinite Earths. Some so similar you could spend a lifetime trying to find any significant difference. Others so radically different, they defy comprehension." the man explained.

"And all of the Earths start out here?" Hobbes asked.

"Every Earth, every version of reality, balances precariously on this one, singular Earth. It seems so different from the one you're used to. I can't imagine what series of choices led to this Earth hurdling out of its orbit. But I do know this. To prevent such a thing from occurring again, there was something made to stop it. The Force."

The man clipped the cylindrical object he had onto his belt and walked forward.

"That is where I come in. My name is Qui-Gon Jinn. I am a Jedi Master who died and has become one with the Living Force."

"Wait a minute." Calvin said suddenly. "So, if you are one of these 'Jedi' like you said, and you died, and you are one with the 'Force', then… Does that make you a ghost?"

"Theoretically." Qui-Gon replied.

Hearing this, Calvin and his feline friend slowly looked at each other, then back to Qui-Gon, and then they looked back to each other and did the most appropriate thing one would do in this situation.

"AAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!"

They started screaming like a couple of little girls all the while running around like chickens with their heads cut off. But Qui-Gon didn't seem to mind. He just waved their behavior off and gave a lopsided grin.

"Saw that coming." he quipped.

The two kept screaming and running around with their eyes bugging out of their sockets and acting like a couple of headless chickens while Qui-Gon waited patiently for them to finish. But he would have to stop them soon if they were going to get any work done.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Calvin and Hobbes continued to scream.

"For Heaven's sake, boys! Take a breath before you two pass out on the floor!" Qui-Gon exclaimed.

*To Be Continued…*

Would you look at that? Qui-Gon Jinn is now in the mix! You can see where Calvin and Hobbes will get their own prowess in the Force. They're learning from the one and only Maverick Jedi Master. I hope you guys liked this chapter, but now, here are a few questions I'd like to ask you guys.

1.) Should Calvin construct Ben Solo's Lightsaber, or should he construct Kylo Ren's Lightsaber? (I'm still on the fence about that.)

2.) When it occurs, should Calvin and Hobbes take part in Anakin and Ahsoka's mission to rescue Jabba the Hutt's son?

3.) Should Calvin lose a limb against Dooku?

Thank you guys so much for reading this chapter! May the Force be with you, and have a great day!