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crossoverficTitle: Stranded
Author: The Pilot
Fandoms: Lord of the Rings/Star Wars
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Pairings (if applicable): No canon characters..
Character(s) (if applicable): The Fellowship, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Galadriel.
Summary: "A foolhardy Padawan steals a ship when her mistress is sent into battle, and in attempts to join the fray, she finds herself in a star system that time forgot..."
Chapter 00
Leave it to her to get hit in just the right spot while trying to figure out the hyperdrive on the little star fighter she found in the hangar of the Jedi Temple. Because these ships were so small, the vessels had to hook up to an external hyperdrive and go from there.
Dozens of other ships piloted by Jedi and clones alike raced past her as she was pummeled by blaster fire. What in the hell was she doing? It seemed to just be a sudden fear of returning to Coruscant with a battered ship, ready to face the punishment of her mistress and Master Windu.
Adai Seth nervously fumbled with the controls in the tiny cockpit, trying to figure out how to get away from the hectic scene of the battle. She had only been among the fleet for maybe ten minutes before enemy fighters found her. In a panic, she raced for one of the external hyperdrives in attempts to escape.
Suddenly the hyperdrive powered up and she was moving a zillion miles an hour.
“Good thing I’ve got you, R4. You’re probably my only hope in getting back,” the Padawan mumbled, and was scornfully beeped at in reply.
Adai was busy trying to keep her hands from shaking, and coming up with tactful ways to respond to the masters’ angry scolding and punishment for stealing a ship in store for her upon the return, when suddenly her ship lurched and the stream of systems and stars halted, revealing the familiar spheres of light.
The girl looked around through the thick glass of her cockpit, and suddenly her eyes grew frantic again.
“R4! Where are we?” she asked, looking around her for any recognizable landmarks that would reveal her whereabouts.
The black-and-white-domed droid beeped again.
“Yes, I know I didn’t give you any coordinates! But... c’mon! Don’t tell me we’re headed for a completely arbitrary point in space? The hyperdrive is broken, isn’t it,” the Padawan snapped at the mechanical aide.
The droid made a noise that portrayed a programmed sense of fear and worry. Adai’s stomach plummeted.
“How much power do we have left, R4.”
Beep. The small screen in her cockpit suddenly displayed all of her ship’s vital signs: amount of fuel left, remaining oxygen, parts damaged, external devices, etc.
“That’s just enough to...” Adai glanced again at the planets around her, most of which looked uninhabitable.
But one small, single planet caught her eye below her coasting ship. Green was a good sign.
“There,” she said, pointing. “I might have enough Credits for a tank of fuel, R4. I hope we can land and get off that rock in a few hours.” She gulped. “We need to get back to Coruscant.”
The droid beeped, and Adai took the controls again, this time with a destination in mind. She guided the little star fighter, now in considerable disrepair, towards the lonely planet, bearing only a single moon. She left the external hyperdrive within the orbit of the planet once they got closer, so she could take it on the return.
Adai looked at the green surface of the planet again, it’s two visible continents and vast oceans. This time worry crawled back into her mind. “R4...” she said slowly, “What planet is this?”
The droid tootled a bit.
“What do you mean,” she said.
It seemed to whimper this time.
“What do you mean you don’t know!” she shouted.
R4 screeched.
The young pilot suddenly felt nauseus as she drew in closer to the planet’s surface. She still saw only green, and blue, and dots of white clouds. But there was no other choice: she had to land here, or risk getting stranded in the middle of space. Her communication system was dysfunctional from the damage done to the ship, and her fuel was running low... she must have stolen a ship already running on the dregs.
There seemed to be a stable atmosphere, she noted, but it looked uninhabited. How long could she last? Twelve food capsules would feed her for... yep, twelve days. And that’s on sparse rations.
Perhaps she could send out a distress signal, so that any passerby would know she’s stranded here? No... that entire part of the ship was hit. No communication, expect between her, and her little R4 unit.
“Looks like it’s just me and you,” she said as they began to enter the atmosphere.
The three minutes it took to get through the atmosphere was smoother than she expected. But her mistress told her that some were denser than others.
They shot down through the clouds, and a small red light started flashing; their fuel was dangerously low. She wouldn’t be able to navigate while in the atmosphere to try and find civilization; she had to settle for what was right in front of her: snow capped mountains.
“Hang on R4...”
The mountains rushed up on them, and they were steeper than she expected. With a sudden acceleration, she dodged one of the peaks and without time to take evasive action, she plowed right into a massive snowbank.
Somewhere not too far away, in a peaceful little valley, a thunderous boom sounded in the distance...
Chapter 01
Slowly, but surely the world came back to Adai Seth. The young girl peeled her face off the control panel of her Jedi star fighter, head pounding. The skin hurt where various buttons and controls left their mark... she groaned and blinked a few times, but the cockpit was completely dark. Adai felt her head and her probing fingers discovered a rather nasty lump on the right side of her cranium where, presumably, she slammed into the control panel from the impact.
Adai shook her head and tried to think. Why everything dark? She looked up through the glass and noted faint traces of light filtering through something blueish. Oh that’s right... the snowbank. She couldn’t be that far beneath the powdered ice because light still reached her, though just barely. After spending a moment or two collecting herself one more time, she turned and groped for a broad, smooth button near the side of her seat. Her fingers ran over many other ones, but they found what they were looking for and she pushed it.
The cockpit opened slowly, from the weight of the snow. Tons more fell in, and the strikingly cold ice almost burned Adai’s exposed skin. The blinding light of the nearby sun relentlessly attacked her, and she shut her eyes, before opening them again slowly, and standing up. Other than the chill breeze that caressed her cheek, the air was not that cold. The sun shone brightly, and she clambered out of the ship.
With snow crunching under her boots, she looked at the surrounding landscape. There was snow. Everywhere. And where there wasn’t snow, there was exposed, harsh rock.
Looking down, she suddenly remembered the droid.
“Oh no, R4!” she said, rushing to the side of the ship where he was. She dropped to her knees at the spot where she thought the droid would be and started digging furiously. After a short while her hands felt metal, and Adai started to dig the snow out from around the dome.
She sat back on her knees and breathed a sigh of relief as the thing came to life, beeping.
“I’m so sorry, R4... just... gimme a few hours, and I’ll be back. I’ll go get some help.”
The droid yelled something rather uncouth at her, but she got up and ignored it. Closing the cockpit and covering it with snow again just in case anyone happened to stumble upon it, she started taking the first few steps down the mountain.
The first mile was steep and tricky; she had to pick her way carefully through the snow, judging how deep the banks were and being careful to step on the most stable ground she could find. She was starting to get cold about an hour later, as she was trying to make it down the sunny side of the mountain. But she knew that in another hour or so, the mountains would be casting frozen, dark shadows over her.
Adai’s head was really beginning to pound, so much in fact that she just grabbed a handful of ice and held it to the swelling spot on her head. She wondered if Bacta would do any good.
After a while, the slope grew to a little gentler decline, and the snow wasn’t as thick. Adai could still be seen piling the ice on her head, mumbling to herself as she trod down the mountain.
How could she be such an idiot? So foolish? Stealing a Jedi star fighter, thinking she could do some good alongside the infamous Obi-Wan Kenobi and that Skywalker kid of his. Adai scoffed at herself. How could she have thought she could have gotten anywhere near Greivous’ fleet? If the droids didn’t dismantle her ship, the enemy fire would have done a great job at reducing her to dust.
And then she had to ruin a perfectly good ship. It probably wouldn’t have happened if she had hijacked one with a full tank of fuel, or if she hadn’t chickened out at the last minute and do the most ridiculous thing: go into hyperspace. Where? She had no clue. Just get away from the battle, get away from Coruscant and the consequences that awaited her if she decided to fly right back into that hangar. Not only would that make her look like a coward, fool, and idiot, but the Council might even do the unthinkable: release her from the Jedi Order.
Oh Force no! What horrible fate was she in for when she got back to Coruscant? If she got back to Coruscant? Was she really stranded here? What if this was an uninhabited planet? Her skill with the Force wasn’t developed enough to detect people. She could move little things, and communicate with choice people mentally, and the only person she knew she could sense was her mistress, and that was when her shields weren’t up.
“Augh!” she cried aloud. “What have you gotten yourself into this time, Adai!”
The young Padawan continued down the slope until the mountain started overshadowing her. But by then she was walking through trees, and as sparse as they were, she knew she had beaten the mountain. But Adai halted. Would she remember where the ship was? She had to make some sort of marker... so she looked to her belt, and grinned. It had to be her favorite part of being in Jedi training...
...she reached and took out her generic Padawan’s light saber. It had a colorless blade, and was not as strong as the other Jedi Knights’; stronger than stun and hot enough to cauterize flesh, but it couldn’t cut through metal, and it would take some effort if she tried to dismember something. And so, with her favorite thing in the world, she began shaving the bark off a few choice trees that would direct her towards the ship if she came back. Or she hoped they would help her in locating it again.
The blade vanished with a flick of her finger, and was placed back on the clip at her belt. She looked up through the trees, and realized something.
She had never left Coruscant.
Or at least as far as she could remember, she had lived on Coruscant, in the temple. The closest thing to this level of nature was the gardens that were trimmed, and de-weeded on a regular basis. Nothing too natural about maintenance.
Adai looked behind her at the mountain, trying to see where her ship might have crashed. She couldn’t tell where exactly, and only guessed that it might be nearly a thousand feet up in elevation from where she stood.
But she turned around again, and headed in the opposite direction of the sun. There were far more rocks, and far less snow, and in the valley that spanned miles in each direction seemed to be one huge forest.
Or at least what she knew to be the definition of a forest:
for-est: n A dense growth of trees, plants, and underbrush covering a large area.
So, it seemed to fit the description pretty well. She continued on downward, trying to find a path amid the sharp, blank stones. But she sensed something as she walked along... danger, fear, and grief, for some reason.
But no sooner did she feel these emotions imprinted in the air did she see something that she had been looking for this whole time.
It was a great doorway, with stairs, leading into a big gaping blackness that made Adai feel very uneasy. Yes, it was a building, which meant that there must be some civilization on this planet... but she didn’t like the looks of it. It was very, very old, and was made of the natural rock, rather than stronger, synthetic materials.
But before she thought more about it, she left and headed for the cover of the trees. Just in case.
She walked for maybe another hour or so, and the ground had nearly leveled out. Trees. Everywhere. It was very quiet, too; nothing like the noise and hustle of Coruscant. Was she liking it? Of course. But she did want to get back home. Home was priority. Even if it meant getting in the biggest trouble any Padawan had suffered in the history of the Jedi Order.
Adai marked more trees as she walked. Her feet were getting very tired, and her stomach was very empty. So she powered down her saber, sat down on a log, and popped open a food capsule from her belt.
“Mm. Chrome-flavored,” she mumbled to herself as she dumped the contents into her mouth with distaste.
As she sat there, her feet started to hurt, and she had a migraine. Goody. But she had to get up again, keep walking. Now that she found evidence of inhabitants and intelligent life here, Adai was determined to find them. More than determined, actually. Her... life depended on it. Gosh, that sounded cryptic and urgent.
But true, nonetheless. She had to treat the situation like she was not going to be found, and that she had to do anything she could to get back to Coruscant independently.
But suddenly Adai had that uneasy feeling again. She jumped up, and looked around her. Yes, it was a forest. Dead silent except for birds chirping, and... was that a locust? And the gurgling of a brook not too far away.
She looked up into the trees. Was she being watched? Her grey eyes darted from tree to tree, trying to pick out something. But to no avail. She was alone, on a strange planet, and she was getting a little paranoid, that’s all.
So she kept walking, marking the occasional tree, but suddenly aware of the noise it made. It wasn’t much, just a sharp, thick hum of the saber blade, and the dull sound of the bark being burnt away. But eventually she stopped.
And she didn’t put away her saber; she kept it in her hand, just in case, but the blade wasn’t on. She kept walking through the forest, and the day was growing old, when suddenly, Adai stopped altogether. She held her breath and paused next to a tree, ears straining to grasp any sound they could.
She thought she heard... hushed voices. Coming from the trees again. It was in a language she couldn’t understand, but she listened anyway. The voices were soft and calm, yet old sounding, and belonging to men. Were they dangerous? And as soon as she heard them they stopped altogether, as if they knew she was listening to them.
After a minute of keeping still and silent, she meant to start walking again, but when she turned around, there was something very sharp pointed directly between her eyes.
Author: The Pilot
Fandoms: Lord of the Rings/Star Wars
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Pairings (if applicable): No canon characters..
Character(s) (if applicable): The Fellowship, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Galadriel.
Summary: "A foolhardy Padawan steals a ship when her mistress is sent into battle, and in attempts to join the fray, she finds herself in a star system that time forgot..."
Chapter 00
Leave it to her to get hit in just the right spot while trying to figure out the hyperdrive on the little star fighter she found in the hangar of the Jedi Temple. Because these ships were so small, the vessels had to hook up to an external hyperdrive and go from there.
Dozens of other ships piloted by Jedi and clones alike raced past her as she was pummeled by blaster fire. What in the hell was she doing? It seemed to just be a sudden fear of returning to Coruscant with a battered ship, ready to face the punishment of her mistress and Master Windu.
Adai Seth nervously fumbled with the controls in the tiny cockpit, trying to figure out how to get away from the hectic scene of the battle. She had only been among the fleet for maybe ten minutes before enemy fighters found her. In a panic, she raced for one of the external hyperdrives in attempts to escape.
Suddenly the hyperdrive powered up and she was moving a zillion miles an hour.
“Good thing I’ve got you, R4. You’re probably my only hope in getting back,” the Padawan mumbled, and was scornfully beeped at in reply.
Adai was busy trying to keep her hands from shaking, and coming up with tactful ways to respond to the masters’ angry scolding and punishment for stealing a ship in store for her upon the return, when suddenly her ship lurched and the stream of systems and stars halted, revealing the familiar spheres of light.
The girl looked around through the thick glass of her cockpit, and suddenly her eyes grew frantic again.
“R4! Where are we?” she asked, looking around her for any recognizable landmarks that would reveal her whereabouts.
The black-and-white-domed droid beeped again.
“Yes, I know I didn’t give you any coordinates! But... c’mon! Don’t tell me we’re headed for a completely arbitrary point in space? The hyperdrive is broken, isn’t it,” the Padawan snapped at the mechanical aide.
The droid made a noise that portrayed a programmed sense of fear and worry. Adai’s stomach plummeted.
“How much power do we have left, R4.”
Beep. The small screen in her cockpit suddenly displayed all of her ship’s vital signs: amount of fuel left, remaining oxygen, parts damaged, external devices, etc.
“That’s just enough to...” Adai glanced again at the planets around her, most of which looked uninhabitable.
But one small, single planet caught her eye below her coasting ship. Green was a good sign.
“There,” she said, pointing. “I might have enough Credits for a tank of fuel, R4. I hope we can land and get off that rock in a few hours.” She gulped. “We need to get back to Coruscant.”
The droid beeped, and Adai took the controls again, this time with a destination in mind. She guided the little star fighter, now in considerable disrepair, towards the lonely planet, bearing only a single moon. She left the external hyperdrive within the orbit of the planet once they got closer, so she could take it on the return.
Adai looked at the green surface of the planet again, it’s two visible continents and vast oceans. This time worry crawled back into her mind. “R4...” she said slowly, “What planet is this?”
The droid tootled a bit.
“What do you mean,” she said.
It seemed to whimper this time.
“What do you mean you don’t know!” she shouted.
R4 screeched.
The young pilot suddenly felt nauseus as she drew in closer to the planet’s surface. She still saw only green, and blue, and dots of white clouds. But there was no other choice: she had to land here, or risk getting stranded in the middle of space. Her communication system was dysfunctional from the damage done to the ship, and her fuel was running low... she must have stolen a ship already running on the dregs.
There seemed to be a stable atmosphere, she noted, but it looked uninhabited. How long could she last? Twelve food capsules would feed her for... yep, twelve days. And that’s on sparse rations.
Perhaps she could send out a distress signal, so that any passerby would know she’s stranded here? No... that entire part of the ship was hit. No communication, expect between her, and her little R4 unit.
“Looks like it’s just me and you,” she said as they began to enter the atmosphere.
The three minutes it took to get through the atmosphere was smoother than she expected. But her mistress told her that some were denser than others.
They shot down through the clouds, and a small red light started flashing; their fuel was dangerously low. She wouldn’t be able to navigate while in the atmosphere to try and find civilization; she had to settle for what was right in front of her: snow capped mountains.
“Hang on R4...”
The mountains rushed up on them, and they were steeper than she expected. With a sudden acceleration, she dodged one of the peaks and without time to take evasive action, she plowed right into a massive snowbank.
Somewhere not too far away, in a peaceful little valley, a thunderous boom sounded in the distance...
Chapter 01
Slowly, but surely the world came back to Adai Seth. The young girl peeled her face off the control panel of her Jedi star fighter, head pounding. The skin hurt where various buttons and controls left their mark... she groaned and blinked a few times, but the cockpit was completely dark. Adai felt her head and her probing fingers discovered a rather nasty lump on the right side of her cranium where, presumably, she slammed into the control panel from the impact.
Adai shook her head and tried to think. Why everything dark? She looked up through the glass and noted faint traces of light filtering through something blueish. Oh that’s right... the snowbank. She couldn’t be that far beneath the powdered ice because light still reached her, though just barely. After spending a moment or two collecting herself one more time, she turned and groped for a broad, smooth button near the side of her seat. Her fingers ran over many other ones, but they found what they were looking for and she pushed it.
The cockpit opened slowly, from the weight of the snow. Tons more fell in, and the strikingly cold ice almost burned Adai’s exposed skin. The blinding light of the nearby sun relentlessly attacked her, and she shut her eyes, before opening them again slowly, and standing up. Other than the chill breeze that caressed her cheek, the air was not that cold. The sun shone brightly, and she clambered out of the ship.
With snow crunching under her boots, she looked at the surrounding landscape. There was snow. Everywhere. And where there wasn’t snow, there was exposed, harsh rock.
Looking down, she suddenly remembered the droid.
“Oh no, R4!” she said, rushing to the side of the ship where he was. She dropped to her knees at the spot where she thought the droid would be and started digging furiously. After a short while her hands felt metal, and Adai started to dig the snow out from around the dome.
She sat back on her knees and breathed a sigh of relief as the thing came to life, beeping.
“I’m so sorry, R4... just... gimme a few hours, and I’ll be back. I’ll go get some help.”
The droid yelled something rather uncouth at her, but she got up and ignored it. Closing the cockpit and covering it with snow again just in case anyone happened to stumble upon it, she started taking the first few steps down the mountain.
The first mile was steep and tricky; she had to pick her way carefully through the snow, judging how deep the banks were and being careful to step on the most stable ground she could find. She was starting to get cold about an hour later, as she was trying to make it down the sunny side of the mountain. But she knew that in another hour or so, the mountains would be casting frozen, dark shadows over her.
Adai’s head was really beginning to pound, so much in fact that she just grabbed a handful of ice and held it to the swelling spot on her head. She wondered if Bacta would do any good.
After a while, the slope grew to a little gentler decline, and the snow wasn’t as thick. Adai could still be seen piling the ice on her head, mumbling to herself as she trod down the mountain.
How could she be such an idiot? So foolish? Stealing a Jedi star fighter, thinking she could do some good alongside the infamous Obi-Wan Kenobi and that Skywalker kid of his. Adai scoffed at herself. How could she have thought she could have gotten anywhere near Greivous’ fleet? If the droids didn’t dismantle her ship, the enemy fire would have done a great job at reducing her to dust.
And then she had to ruin a perfectly good ship. It probably wouldn’t have happened if she had hijacked one with a full tank of fuel, or if she hadn’t chickened out at the last minute and do the most ridiculous thing: go into hyperspace. Where? She had no clue. Just get away from the battle, get away from Coruscant and the consequences that awaited her if she decided to fly right back into that hangar. Not only would that make her look like a coward, fool, and idiot, but the Council might even do the unthinkable: release her from the Jedi Order.
Oh Force no! What horrible fate was she in for when she got back to Coruscant? If she got back to Coruscant? Was she really stranded here? What if this was an uninhabited planet? Her skill with the Force wasn’t developed enough to detect people. She could move little things, and communicate with choice people mentally, and the only person she knew she could sense was her mistress, and that was when her shields weren’t up.
“Augh!” she cried aloud. “What have you gotten yourself into this time, Adai!”
The young Padawan continued down the slope until the mountain started overshadowing her. But by then she was walking through trees, and as sparse as they were, she knew she had beaten the mountain. But Adai halted. Would she remember where the ship was? She had to make some sort of marker... so she looked to her belt, and grinned. It had to be her favorite part of being in Jedi training...
...she reached and took out her generic Padawan’s light saber. It had a colorless blade, and was not as strong as the other Jedi Knights’; stronger than stun and hot enough to cauterize flesh, but it couldn’t cut through metal, and it would take some effort if she tried to dismember something. And so, with her favorite thing in the world, she began shaving the bark off a few choice trees that would direct her towards the ship if she came back. Or she hoped they would help her in locating it again.
The blade vanished with a flick of her finger, and was placed back on the clip at her belt. She looked up through the trees, and realized something.
She had never left Coruscant.
Or at least as far as she could remember, she had lived on Coruscant, in the temple. The closest thing to this level of nature was the gardens that were trimmed, and de-weeded on a regular basis. Nothing too natural about maintenance.
Adai looked behind her at the mountain, trying to see where her ship might have crashed. She couldn’t tell where exactly, and only guessed that it might be nearly a thousand feet up in elevation from where she stood.
But she turned around again, and headed in the opposite direction of the sun. There were far more rocks, and far less snow, and in the valley that spanned miles in each direction seemed to be one huge forest.
Or at least what she knew to be the definition of a forest:
for-est: n A dense growth of trees, plants, and underbrush covering a large area.
So, it seemed to fit the description pretty well. She continued on downward, trying to find a path amid the sharp, blank stones. But she sensed something as she walked along... danger, fear, and grief, for some reason.
But no sooner did she feel these emotions imprinted in the air did she see something that she had been looking for this whole time.
It was a great doorway, with stairs, leading into a big gaping blackness that made Adai feel very uneasy. Yes, it was a building, which meant that there must be some civilization on this planet... but she didn’t like the looks of it. It was very, very old, and was made of the natural rock, rather than stronger, synthetic materials.
But before she thought more about it, she left and headed for the cover of the trees. Just in case.
She walked for maybe another hour or so, and the ground had nearly leveled out. Trees. Everywhere. It was very quiet, too; nothing like the noise and hustle of Coruscant. Was she liking it? Of course. But she did want to get back home. Home was priority. Even if it meant getting in the biggest trouble any Padawan had suffered in the history of the Jedi Order.
Adai marked more trees as she walked. Her feet were getting very tired, and her stomach was very empty. So she powered down her saber, sat down on a log, and popped open a food capsule from her belt.
“Mm. Chrome-flavored,” she mumbled to herself as she dumped the contents into her mouth with distaste.
As she sat there, her feet started to hurt, and she had a migraine. Goody. But she had to get up again, keep walking. Now that she found evidence of inhabitants and intelligent life here, Adai was determined to find them. More than determined, actually. Her... life depended on it. Gosh, that sounded cryptic and urgent.
But true, nonetheless. She had to treat the situation like she was not going to be found, and that she had to do anything she could to get back to Coruscant independently.
But suddenly Adai had that uneasy feeling again. She jumped up, and looked around her. Yes, it was a forest. Dead silent except for birds chirping, and... was that a locust? And the gurgling of a brook not too far away.
She looked up into the trees. Was she being watched? Her grey eyes darted from tree to tree, trying to pick out something. But to no avail. She was alone, on a strange planet, and she was getting a little paranoid, that’s all.
So she kept walking, marking the occasional tree, but suddenly aware of the noise it made. It wasn’t much, just a sharp, thick hum of the saber blade, and the dull sound of the bark being burnt away. But eventually she stopped.
And she didn’t put away her saber; she kept it in her hand, just in case, but the blade wasn’t on. She kept walking through the forest, and the day was growing old, when suddenly, Adai stopped altogether. She held her breath and paused next to a tree, ears straining to grasp any sound they could.
She thought she heard... hushed voices. Coming from the trees again. It was in a language she couldn’t understand, but she listened anyway. The voices were soft and calm, yet old sounding, and belonging to men. Were they dangerous? And as soon as she heard them they stopped altogether, as if they knew she was listening to them.
After a minute of keeping still and silent, she meant to start walking again, but when she turned around, there was something very sharp pointed directly between her eyes.
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