Doomsday of the Force, a star wars fanfic

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Well, here is yet another story.

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(First Person Point of View)

A deep Voice boomed, "You have been selected out of the near never-ending Omniverse to get six wishes and a second chance at life. Though be warned, not everything is as it seems, and there are limits to what you can wish for."

My eyes bulged out of their sockets… or they would have had I had a body.

The deep, baritone Voice said, "Think carefully before saying… or thinking out loud."

I contemplated my options before saying, "I would like the powers of Doomsday, the combative adaptive regeneration, and the resurrection. However, I want two forms, the one that looks like Doomsday but is all black but with toxic green eyes. I want to permanently keep the adaptions in the Monster Form. I would like the combative adaptive regeneration and the resurrection in my human form, but I wish to remain mainly looking human."

"That wish counts as two. Four left." The Voice said out of the infinite Void.

I would have frowned had I had a face, but that was fair. I pondered for several long minutes before saying, "I want the Force Potential and Force Powers of both the Skywalker and Palpatine Bloodlines."

"No!" The Voice bellowed.

I paused and said, "Yes, please. I did not ask for their skill and memories. Only their Force Potential."

"Hmm…." That was all I heard for a few moments before the Voice replied, "Very well."

I nodded my head and then asked, "Could I have at least a Youngling knowledge of the Force… if I get stuck in Space, I want to be able to move like Leia did in 'The Last Jedi' because that is one of my weaknesses…."

"Okay, but you will have to figure out most of it either by yourself or by learning under someone." The Voice said in a calm manner.

I would have pumped my fist had I had arms, but he got the gist of it.

"Three to go." He said.

"I want a Gamer's Inventory," I stated in an excited voice.

"You can't store living things, and you can only fit vehicles in it. Though No Death Stars, no Super Star Destroyers, no Dreadnoughts." The Voice began to list what it could not store.

I asked, "Could it store the Millennium Falcon?"

He seemed to ponder before saying, "Yes, but that is about the limit of it."

I would have done a happy jig had I had a body.

"Two wishes to go." He said with a sigh.

I thought about it and asked, "I want a highly modified X-Wing. I want it to be made out of Mandalorian Iron and from Cortosis weave. I want an Iron Man's Arc Reactor to power it."

The Voice asked, "Why?"

I quickly replied, "For a couple of reasons; One, the Arc Reactor would mean that I would be one hundred percent independent. Two, not sure when I would appear or where I will appear. Because of that, I do not want my X-Wing to be found easily." I paused and then added, "Could I have a type of Astromech Droid who is completely loyal to me and can hack into most things, like R2-D2 or BB-8."

"Grrr…." The Voice growled though I could tell that he was not angry. After a few moments, he said to me, "Fine, two both." He took a deep breath before saying, "One last wish to go."

I said after thinking for a few moments, "The memories of Tony Stark. Then, after pausing dramatically, I added, "And I want Iron Man's armor from End Game, with a Self-Repair function and a more advanced A.I. that can hack into most anything."

The Voice sighed in defeat but said, "Fine. Just be entertaining."

I asked, "Can I choose my name?"

"Sure, kid." The Voice said

"Kal Solo…" I said slowly as I thought about it.

"Good enough." The Voice said.

I could tell he was done with me.

Like a Super Nova, the Void exploded around me into a blinding white light.

Then my world grew dark.

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(Kal Solo's Point of View)

When I came to my senses, I saw that I was in a burning building.

Yet, I did not feel any heat.

I was amazed, but then my memoized crashed into me. I remembered my wishes and my past life.

I glanced at my hands and saw that they were small… smaller than what I thought that they would be.

I looked down and saw that my clothes had been burned off of me. I noticed that I was a prepubescence human male.

I muttered, "Kriff, I am a child… I am stuck as a child till I grow up." I sighed and looked around the burning building, looking for anything worth taking. However, everything was charred black and burning badly.

I ran outside, acting as though I was a child, though it was hard.

I saw that it was a wooden hut. This made me think of the Force Unleashed with Galen Marek.

I ran as fast as I could, looking around as I ran.

I stopped just before bumping into a Sachquach-like creature… a Wookie.

It turned around and roared and growled at me. I could not understand it, though I could feel that it was not angry at me.

It picked me up and began to run through the massive jungle.

All of a sudden, lightning struck the tree branch we were heading towards, catching it on fire.

I looked around and saw that there was a massive storm overhead, though I could not hear or see anything, like Star Ships or a Battle going on…

I could have thought that we were set during the Force Awakens, but no… or I do not think so.

I do not see any Clone Troopers or Storm Troopers.

All I saw was a burning hut.

I sighed as I closed my eyes, and then I slowly drifted off to sleep, not caring when I was.

(Line Break)
(Kal Solo's Point of View)

When I woke up, I was no longer planetside.

I saw I was wearing a white onesie and was on a Star Ship of sorts.

I frowned slightly as I saw that I was alone in a room. It looked similar to a holding cell, though it was more comfortable.

I swung my tiny legs over the edge of the bed and stood up on the cold DuraSteel floor.

I looked around and saw a mirror, so I walked towards it. I was curious to see what I looked like.

I saw that I had green eyes, acid green eyes, and black hair, I had fair skin, and I appeared to be human. I shrugged to myself and muttered, "Well, at least it fits me well enough."

I could not tell my height since there was nothing to compare my height to.

A few moments later, a tall human male came into the room. He had dark brown hair and warm icy blue eyes. He said, "I am Dax Varsin… I am a Jedi Seeker."

I slowly nodded my head and said, "I am Kal Solo. I am alone."

Dax said, "You are no longer alone. You are only maybe three years old. You may join the Jedi Order."

I paused and then slowly nodded my head, it would help me grow in my Force Power, and power was everything in this Galaxy.

He smiled a warm smile and said, "Glad you agreed."

I walked back to the bed and climbed up into it and sighed, and then said, "I have nothing to go back to anyway. This is the only path forward."

Dax nodded his head and left the room. He muttered before the door fully closed, "Maybe he is older than three…."

I chuckled softly and thought to myself, 'If you only knew.' I yawned again and laid back down on the bed before sighing and closing my eyes and relaxing. I was either going to meditate or sleep. Either way, it was a way to kill time.

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(Time Skip: Three and a Half (3.5) Days
(Kal Solo's Point of View)

We finally arrived at Coruscant after what felt like a few days on the Star Ship. It was incredibly dull. Nothing to do, and the food was bland, not that I needed to eat.

Dax led me through the Jedi Temple and brought to me to the Jedi High Council.

I stood as tall as I could as stood in the center of the room, next to Dax.

I saw Yoda and a few other Jedi that I recognized. I would have frowned, but I knew better than to let them know that I knew the future or that I was not even fully human.

Yoda tapped his cane on the floor and said, "Young Solo, speak. He will."

I frowned but gave a slight bow before clearing my throat and asking, "What would you like to know from me?"

"Where from are you?" Yoda asked me.

I shrugged and said, "I was on a forest or jungle planet. I remember seeing Wookies, though I can't understand them… so I am not sure what world I was on. I woke up to the hut being on fire, and I ran out of it and ran until I bumped into a Wookie. The Wookie picked me up and carried me running through the storm. I remember either falling asleep or passing out. The next thing I knew, I was on the Star Ship." I told them the truth.

Yoda closed his eyes and made a humming noise, "Lie not, you are… truth you are telling."

I slowly nodded my head, unsure of what he meant.

Plo Koon stated calmly, "How old are you? You look to be young yet act older."

I shrugged and said, "I actually do not know my age. I have no clue how old I am." I once again told the truth.

Mace Windu looked at me but said nothing. Instead, he had a frown on his face as though I had peed in his coffee.

Dax explained everything that happened to him since he had last been to the temple, though it had been a few years since he had been there.

The Jedi Masters spoke for a while, though I tried to pay attention, but it was over my head, politics, and places in the Galaxy.

After several long moments of silence, I stood at attention as I asked, "What is going to happen to me?"

All eyes were back on me. Yoda said, "Trained as a youngling you will be."

I bowed slightly and said, "Thank you… Masters."

They nodded at me and said, "Dax will lead you to Clan Dragon." Yoda said calmly.

I slowly nodded my head as I said, "Okay…." I then bowed my head and proceeded to walk backward out of the chamber, followed by Dax.

After the door closed behind us, I walked out slightly behind Dax. He said, "That went better than I thought."

I hummed slightly and nodded my head.

Dax led the way to where the Jedi Initiates were.

Honestly, the Movies did not do the size of the Jedi Temple justice, it was massive, and it was beautiful.

After a while of walking, the two of us made it to where the Jedi Initiates were kept.

I sighed and asked, "Do I have to do this? I am not a people person."

Dax rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, you do. I am sure that you will make friends."

I thought to myself, 'I should out live them all.' Though I kept my trap shut.

He knocked on the door, and a few minutes later, an old Jedi Master opened the door. He looked sort of like a monkey or something. Dax said, "Greetings, old friend. How are you, Tera Sinube?"

The old Jedi Master smiled kindly and said, "I am well. I take it that this is Kal?"

"He is indeed." Replied Dax.

Tera Sinube smiled and said, "Come on, young one, it is time for a mediation and then a meal."

I nodded my head once and asked, "Could you teach me how to meditate?"

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I once again own nothing. All rights belong to their respective owners.

Welp, this is the First Chapter of this story. I hope that you all enjoyed it.

This will take place several years before "The Phantom Menace."

I would have named him "Cal Marek" but It auto-corrects from Cal to Call, and that was annoying. So I made him Kal. Yes, that also happens to be Superman's real name.

Death Fury signing off for now.