The Team Assembled
The ship began accelerating to what seemed like impossible speeds. Blurred colors encased the hull of the ship, and the front began flaming. Suddenly, as if being pushed by a strong force, the ship rocketed into the light of day and into a spiraling descent. "Quickly, restart the engines!" Kit cried out. The clone did as he was told and powered the boosters. The ship jolted upwards just before crashing front first into the ground. It flew up then sank back to the ground below sliding through the Earth and leaving a long trail behind. It came to a halt and everyone fell forward. "Mmm. Well, this is certainly one of the better landings I've experienced." Tiplar sounded as she gained her footing. "I agree, sister." Tiplee replied. Commander Doom was up at the pilot's chair, checking the limp forms for life. "Dead." He announced grimly. "Both of them."
"Well, what now?" Asked Jett. "The ship is still able to fly. Body scans report only minor damage to the reactor and engines." Doom responded. "Then I'll take over piloting." Plo said. He sat down in the pilot's chair and began starting the engines. A beeping came from one of the scanners. Doom and Kit approached. "Uh Plo," Kit started. "How long until lift off?" Plo turned in his seat. "It should be coming along soon. Why do you ask?"
"Because, we've got incoming hostiles. Separatist by the looks of it." Kit informed. Plo turned back to the control panels and began flipping switches and pressing buttons. "Plo, they're getting closer!" Plo exhaled looking back between the ship diagnostics. "Plo we need to go NOW!" The fighters zoomed towards the landing site.
"Tri-groups 1 and 2, prep missiles. Target that Republic ship." Ordered Asajj Ventress to her fighter squad. "Prepare to fire." She said sinisterly.
The ship finally started. "We are a go." Plovannounced triumphantly. As he spoke the Ventress began barring down on them. "Fire!" She commanded. A flurry of missiles jetted towards the ship. Just before they struck, the ship lifted off the ground and flew forward. The missiles exploded behind it. "Secure yourselves!" Plo yelled behind him. A second later, the ship was flying through the sky. "NO!" Ventress screamed within her fighter.
A few hours later, after the ship had gotten on course, the ship began lurching right. "Plo, is everything alright?" Kit implored. "It seems our starboard engine was damaged during our escape. We're almost to the coordinates Dr. Boll gave us. Hopefully we hold together for the next half an hour." The old Jedi told everyone. "Strange, you don't sound to optimistic." Jett said. Plo said nothing in response. Soon they were arriving at the coordinates. "Well everyone we're nearly there." Doom said.
On the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier, the Jedi and the agents had been introduced to one another, and several had taken to ask about where they came from or how they had their control over the Force. "Sir," Agent Hill addressed Director Fury. "Our radar has picked up a ship nearing us. All transmissions to it haven't been answered. Should prepare to fire?"
"Wait!" Marek interjected. "That's not an enemy, that's one of our cruisers." Nick looked at him skeptically. "You mean from where you guys arrived from?" He questioned. "Yes, I don't know who exactly, but whoever they are, their friends." Marek gave a reassuring look. "Alright de-cloak and send out two birds to bring them in." Nick ordered. "Yes, sir." An agent replied.
Meanwhile, in the rain trodden city of London, a cloaked figure strode along the wet pavement. They came to the door of The Leaky Cauldron and went in. They continued up the stairs that led to the guest rooms. The figure walked down the hall until they reached Room 8. Before they were able to knock, the door glided open. "Come in, Severus." Came a voice inside. Snape walked in and the door closed behind him. "I'm glad to see you got my owl. We have much to discuss." Sitting in a plush arm chair by the fireplace, dressed in his usual gray robes, sat Arimus Howland. He was an elderly wizard, similar in appearance to Dumbledore and probably closer in age to the Hogwarts Headmaster. "Well?" Snape asked after a moment. "Oh no here. At Hogwarts." Arimus informed the man. "I'm not sure it would be right to bring you there unannounced." He sneered back. "Well, I hope it is. After all I do work there now." He insisted. "I'm not taking a teaching position, but Albus asked me to reside there for a while. Perhaps he'll explain why when we arrive. Now come on he's lifted the Anti-Dissapparation Jinx, but only for a short while." He collected his belongings and stood at the center of the room. "Shall we." And with that he disappeared. Snape followed suit.
He arrived at the front doors and started to the Headmaster's Office. Climbing the moving staircases and passing students, he made it to the Gargoyle statue guarding the office. It had just come down, which meant people were already there. "Cockroach Cluster." He anunciated to the large eagle. It turned and moved upward, trailing a staircase with it. Snape rode the moving stairs to the Headmaster's Office and heard multiple voices from behind the door. He pushed it open and entered. "Ah Severus." Dumbledore greeted. The aging wizard stood in front of his desk, previously speaking to Professor McGonagall and Arimus. "We were just discussing the recent events." Albus informed while handing Snape the day's issue of The Daily Prophet. The front page read ANOTHER AZKABAN ESCAPE! Snape's eyes scrolled down the page. "It seems our friend, Tom, has been busy." Dumbledore spoke. "He's also continuing to recruit his army." Arimus added. "Yes. And with his return now known, it's become more dangerous out there. Not only for those who oppose him, but for Harry Potter as well." McGonagall interjected worriedly. "What do you suppose we do, Minerva?" The room became silent, as they all knew the answer to their woes, but refused to speak it. "It's obvious isn't it?" Arimus finally broke the silence. "We have to go to them. We need their help." Dumbledore's expression changed rapidly from one of deep thought to enragment. He moved to a window and gazed at the night sky. "Albus, you must see my reasoning. They helped us before." Arimus started. "And as I recall they promptly began to hunt for our kind." Snape interjected. "True. But they've expressly stated that they made a mistake. No one is without fault. A truce is all we need. If you refuse such an alliance then you are risking the fate of our world as well as the Muggle world. Albus, I beg of you. Allow me to strike a deal." He finished pleadingly. Dumbledore remained silent. After several minutes he turned to his audience of three. "I agree. They are our only hope. Arimus, you know what to do." He handed Arimus the card Agent Hill left. And with that the gray covered wizard Disapperated once again.
Elsewhere, in the night sky above an illuminated city, the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier was once again a buzz. Soon after the Jedi rescue team arrived the Avengers were sucessfully united, and many S.H.I.E.L.D. operatives couldn't help but bask in awe at the gathering of out of this world beings and Earth's saviours. Nick Fury was observing his computer panels when something caught his eye. He scanned the room and stepped out to the landing pad. "Come on out my friend. I've been expecting some communication from you." Arimus removed his Invisbility Cloak. "Though a phone call would have sufficed. How are you Arimus?" The one eyed Director asked kindly. "I've been fine. Things in Britain could be better. I see your eye still hasn't completely healed." The wizard joked. "And now head of the agency. You have come up in the world." Nick nodded and gave a slight chuckle. "Well, you've been expecting us. What I wonder is what you expected our response to be?" Arimus inquired. "I can't say. I only expected a response, not a definitive answer. Enlighten me of the decision." The wind wisped through the sky. "With much debate, The Order has decided to accept your offer of an alliance. But we do have some conditions."
"And what might they be?" Nick responded. "Well, given our past, the obvious is that we don't want you capturing our kind. No matter what orders your leaders give." He began pacing. "Also, we are doing this to stop our enemies. After that we go our seperate ways once more." He finished. "Those are your terms?" Nick questioned. Arimus nodded agreeingly. "Very well, I accept your terms." They shook hands to confirm the deal. "We'll have to get you caught up. It's seems that the existence of your world scarcely compares to the visitors we have and the place they come from." Arimus looked intrigued. "Really? I would very much like to see what you mean." And with that, the two men walked inside the Helicarrier.
Alrighty, sorry about the delay I hit a writers block with this chapter. Arimus Howland, like Marek and Jett, is a character of my own making. He's a longtime friend of Dumbledore and a member of The Order Of The Phoenix.
Anyways our heroes are now together, but that doesn't mean they all will get along. If you can't tell, I'm writing this story from a third person omniscient POV. I'm assuming you have seen the Avengers, which is why I omitted the Avengers being recruited. (Sorry if you haven't seen the movie.)
Keep coming back for more. Next chapter should be up by Wednesday at the latest. Also I would love to read your feedback, whether it's good or bad.
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