Post by kafaraqgatri on Feb 7, 2007 2:27:38 GMT -5
Title: The Last Jedi
Fandom: Star Wars/Doctor Who--Crossover
Timeframe: The day after Order 66
Characters: Original Characters/The Doctor
Genre: Adventure
Rating: PG
Summary: A Story of one Jedi's amazing Survival of the Jedi Prurge.
Notes: This is a crossover in two parts. I hope you enjoy.
PART ONE:
Doctor Who: The Last Jedi.
It was a moment all Jedi Padawans waited for.
“Padawan Qui-Zell Dhanna, step forward and kneel.” Jedi Master Yoda announced as Qui-Zell’s heart skipped a beat. A vast amount of Jedi had assembled in the grand central spire of the Jedi Temple to mark this occasion. For any time a group of Padawans received their knighthood, it was always a grand event. Qui-Zell herself was the first to receive her knighthood out of her group. At the age of 17, Qui-Zell found herself with a group of Jedi who were receiving their knighthood at an earlier age.
It was speculated to be due in part to the Clone Wars, a war that had nearly cleaved the Republic in two. Qui-Zell along with other Padawan Learners she knew had cut their teeth and grown up fast on the battlefields. Jedi who at one time were the guardians of peace and justice, were now generals and commanders in a war that seemed to be bleeding the Jedi Order dry. Regardless, She was receiving her knighthood and she knew that most of her friends in her original class were soon to follow.
She knelt before the diminutive green-skinned Jedi Master.
He held his green bladed lightsaber in his hand, “Padawan Dhanna, by the right of the council, by the will of the Force, dub thee I do, Jedi Knight of the Republic,” and in one quick swipe he removed the Padawan braid of her own black hair that had been with her since she started her apprenticeship when she was only 11. She then stood up for the first time as a Jedi Knight.
Four Padawans later the ceremony was over. The Jedi Council began to congratulate the 12 newly commissioned Jedi Knights. Qui-Zell soon found herself before the second leading member of the Jedi Council, Mace Windu.
“Qui-Zell Dhanna, Congratulations on your hard work.” Mace complimented as he shook her hand. “I have no doubt you will be a great asset to the Force, and it won’t be long till you are helping another padawan to knighthood.”
Qui-Zell bowed her head slightly in respect, “I thank you Master Windu, and it was your guidance that helped me to this day.”
“Obi-Wan Kenobi wanted me to tell you he regrets he couldn’t be here. He is on a task to Utapau, but he sends his regards to you.”
Qui-Zell herself knew of the reputation of Mace Windu, the best swordsmen in the galaxy, he developed the form VII of the Jedi lightsaber styles, known as Vapaad. A form deemed dangerous because it brought the user so close to the dark side.
It was form style that Qui-Zell was beginning to learn. She had since long mastered forms I and III.
“If you’ll excuse me, I’m needed in the briefing room.” Mace coolly said as he left.
Qui-Zell watched him leave as a tremor in the Force alerted her something was fast approaching behind her. She turned barely in time as a brown robed form seized her in a bear hug. “Qui-Zell!!” Exclaimed Kaiya Sunriser “ I’m so proud of you!”
The sheer force of the hug was as strong as a Rancor. “Acckd!! T-Thank you Kaiya!” Qui-Zell struggled to get out. Kaiya was a year younger than Qui-Zell but at 16, Kaiya was set to begin her trials next week. Kaiya herself was remarkably strong in the Force and it was under the recommendation of the Council, that she test for her knighthood and begin training as a Jedi Counselor. Something the Jedi Order needed if they were going to try any way to end the terrible Clone Wars.
“Are you going to allow us to give our congrats, Kaiya? Or are you going to keep yourself attached to Qui-Zell when she goes to her first Assignment?” Questioned Meiya Gatri.
“Congrats sister Qui-Zell!” Phal Dietstring commended as she shook Qui-Zell’s hand. “The four of us have something special planned to commemorate this occasion” Qui-Zell sighed at the sound of this, the last time the five of them were together and had a special occasion, they ended up on clothes washing detail for a month.
“Do I want to know?” Qui-Zell said “You know I am a Jedi Knight now, I could easily place you all under arrest if I have too!”
“Relax Qui-Zell” Sarla Moonstrone assured, “We were granted by our master’s one evening of Martime! Were all going to throw you a little celebration! Food, meditation, holodisks! The works!”
Sure enough, the five friends from Youngling Group 142 reunited, celebrated that one of theirs finally made it to Knighthood. They marked the occasion by eating on Jedi confections, looking at old holodisks from their younger days, and meditating on the living Force. Of their original class of 17 younglings. 7 were reassigned to the Jedi service corps, and five of them were killed during the course of the Clone Wars conflict.
They were the last five Padawans still serving in the Jedi Order, and now one of them was just promoted to the rank of Jedi Knight.
Tunguska 1908,
The loud explosion resonated throughout the tiny Russian village. Everywhere trees were obliterated, the light could be seen for miles. Birds and animals brayed and cawed and the Cybermen base that stood in the center of Tunguska was gone.
Wiped out in a flash, The Cybermen first and last use of their new Time Generator was no more.
A few hundred miles away at the home of Dr.Nicholas Tesla, the Doctor drug out the half-awake and dazed Dr. Tesla from the confines of the TARDIS. He laid him on one of the soft couches in his study.
“From now on,” the Doctor scolded, “Stick to botany!!” He grabbed his Tan overcoat from the couch and pulled it over his brown suit with the blue pinstripes.
Taking the odd looking mechanical contraption, Dr.Tesla had in his study. The Doctor examined it and fiddled with it using the Sonic Screwdriver.
“And I’ll be taking this Nodule Medulla Conrivitor, too! No one should have this piece of technology on this planet for at least 400 years!”
Dr. Tesla groaned and then passed out.
The Doctor sniffed, knowing Earth was once again safe, although at the cost of a small village, retreated back to his TARDIS.
The Time Lord activated the console, and was off through time and space.
He looked at the contraption that the Cybermen had provided Tesla in order to build the Time Generator. It was a small metallic device the shape of a Hexagon. It could be used to power and repair almost anything mechanical.
The Doctor thought for a bit “Now what should I use you to fix? The pool? The washing machines? Hey! How bout the extrapolators!”
He opened up a panel on the floor of the console room and installed the mechanism on the extrapolator, a device that was previously damaged when he battled the Emperor of the Daleks at the Game Station.
With a quick buzz of the Sonic screwdriver, the device was in place. He stood up and felt very good about his accomplishments.
“Not bad if I say so myself!” He said aloud, and then it struck him. He was speaking to himself. He had been traveling on his own since Martha left, and before that Rose Tyler.
He had frankly lost track of how long he had been without a companion. He was aware there had been many places he had been alone, but this was the first time it had occurred to him how lonely he was inside the TARDIS. It was quiet inside, literally quiet. No chatting, no laughing, and no arguing.
“I think I need a holiday.” He pondered.
He then thought of a tiny island in the Caribbean, and smiled.
Quickly changing course, the TARDIS spun toward’s the mid 1980’s.
It had started out as a normal day at the Jedi Temple. Qui-Zell and her friends meditated and trained on their last day together. The very next day they would return with their masters at the far corners of the galaxy to fight the Clone Wars.
Kaiya stepped out of the showers and waited for the rest of her friends to follow. She wiped herself dry and began to dress. Her body still ached at the hard lightsaber training, She and her friends just endured.
Qui-Zell was the first to follow.
“Hey Gundar butt!” Kaiya teased as she saw Qui-Zell opened her locker.
“Gundar butt?” She said as she arched an eyebrow. “Look whose talking you little Sith Spawn!”
“It was a gift to see you promoted, Qui.” She smiled. “Out of all us I knew you would be first.” Kaiya began to brush her auburn brown hair as she saw Qui-Zell removed her towel and began to dress.
It was nothing new to Kaiya, She had see Qui-Zell naked many times as well as other male members and even non-human species. Growing up their grouping did everything together, from eating to training, sleeping, and bathing.
Kaiya was taken aback when she saw her best friend turn toward her as she was putting on her bra. Kaiya saw something on Qui-Zell she had never seen before, an ugly crimson scar down her chest.
“Qui!” She exclaimed “ Wh-What happened to you? “
Qui-Zell knew what she was talking about; she casually put on her inner tunic. “I was injured at the Battle of Munnist. It’s an old scar, and I’m fine. Don’t trouble yourself about it Mei-sa.” She assured her.
Qui-Zell knew how to change the subject. “Oh I almost forgot!” She said as she reached into her utility belt “I have something for you. While I was in space dock around the orbit of Nar Shadda, I saw your father! He told me to give you this.”
She handed Kaiya a small holodisk.
Her eyes widened “This is from my father?”
“Yes. He told me to tell you he will be here in a fortnight and wants to meet with you.”
Kaiya was speechless. Her father was a Jedi Master, and for most of her training they were forbidden by the council from seeing each other. For fear that emotional attachments would distract Kaiya in her training.
Unfortunately, it did the opposite. For many times the headstrong Kaiya would be punished for attempting to contact her father whenever he had to come to the temple for Jedi business.
Within minutes the five friends were assembled and ready for dinner.
“By Ulic! I have missed those kinds of workouts! Don’t you Kaiya?” Meiya said as she swatted Kaiya playfully on the shoulder. Kaiya had to bite her lip to keep from yelping in quite an embarrassing display of her body’s aches.
“How did we ever live life before it…”Kaiya said through gritted teeth.
“Did you hear?” Sarla said as she skipped ahead of them “They sent Master Kenobi to Utapau to hunt General Greivious!”
“If anyone can kill that monster and end this war, it’s Master Kenobi,” Meiya said as she popped her neck. Meyia in particular saw first hand what Greivous was and what he was capable of when she and her Master first encountered the cyborg general on Mygeeto.
“It’s close to dinnertime,” Qui-Zell noted. “I hear they are serving Binka sandwiches! Someone needs to go return the equipment.”
“We vote for Kaiya!!!!” Everyone but Kaiya chimed in.
“You Nerf Herders are mean!” Kaiya pouted as Qui-Zell dropped the heavy brown bag full of the training equipment around her shoulders.
“We only tease you cause we’re fond of you, and you’re the next to take the trials!” Qui-Zell whispered.
“That’s a month from now!” Kaiya noted as she trotted away. “Make a plate for me! And don’t forget to load me up on Garabee pudding!”
Kaiya smiled as she saw her four friends walk away. Little did she know it would be the last time she would see them alive. For at the moment, Anakin Skywalker was leading a battalion of Clone Troopers into the Jedi Temple with the sole intent of the extermination of every Jedi there.
Fandom: Star Wars/Doctor Who--Crossover
Timeframe: The day after Order 66
Characters: Original Characters/The Doctor
Genre: Adventure
Rating: PG
Summary: A Story of one Jedi's amazing Survival of the Jedi Prurge.
Notes: This is a crossover in two parts. I hope you enjoy.
PART ONE:
Doctor Who: The Last Jedi.
It was a moment all Jedi Padawans waited for.
“Padawan Qui-Zell Dhanna, step forward and kneel.” Jedi Master Yoda announced as Qui-Zell’s heart skipped a beat. A vast amount of Jedi had assembled in the grand central spire of the Jedi Temple to mark this occasion. For any time a group of Padawans received their knighthood, it was always a grand event. Qui-Zell herself was the first to receive her knighthood out of her group. At the age of 17, Qui-Zell found herself with a group of Jedi who were receiving their knighthood at an earlier age.
It was speculated to be due in part to the Clone Wars, a war that had nearly cleaved the Republic in two. Qui-Zell along with other Padawan Learners she knew had cut their teeth and grown up fast on the battlefields. Jedi who at one time were the guardians of peace and justice, were now generals and commanders in a war that seemed to be bleeding the Jedi Order dry. Regardless, She was receiving her knighthood and she knew that most of her friends in her original class were soon to follow.
She knelt before the diminutive green-skinned Jedi Master.
He held his green bladed lightsaber in his hand, “Padawan Dhanna, by the right of the council, by the will of the Force, dub thee I do, Jedi Knight of the Republic,” and in one quick swipe he removed the Padawan braid of her own black hair that had been with her since she started her apprenticeship when she was only 11. She then stood up for the first time as a Jedi Knight.
Four Padawans later the ceremony was over. The Jedi Council began to congratulate the 12 newly commissioned Jedi Knights. Qui-Zell soon found herself before the second leading member of the Jedi Council, Mace Windu.
“Qui-Zell Dhanna, Congratulations on your hard work.” Mace complimented as he shook her hand. “I have no doubt you will be a great asset to the Force, and it won’t be long till you are helping another padawan to knighthood.”
Qui-Zell bowed her head slightly in respect, “I thank you Master Windu, and it was your guidance that helped me to this day.”
“Obi-Wan Kenobi wanted me to tell you he regrets he couldn’t be here. He is on a task to Utapau, but he sends his regards to you.”
Qui-Zell herself knew of the reputation of Mace Windu, the best swordsmen in the galaxy, he developed the form VII of the Jedi lightsaber styles, known as Vapaad. A form deemed dangerous because it brought the user so close to the dark side.
It was form style that Qui-Zell was beginning to learn. She had since long mastered forms I and III.
“If you’ll excuse me, I’m needed in the briefing room.” Mace coolly said as he left.
Qui-Zell watched him leave as a tremor in the Force alerted her something was fast approaching behind her. She turned barely in time as a brown robed form seized her in a bear hug. “Qui-Zell!!” Exclaimed Kaiya Sunriser “ I’m so proud of you!”
The sheer force of the hug was as strong as a Rancor. “Acckd!! T-Thank you Kaiya!” Qui-Zell struggled to get out. Kaiya was a year younger than Qui-Zell but at 16, Kaiya was set to begin her trials next week. Kaiya herself was remarkably strong in the Force and it was under the recommendation of the Council, that she test for her knighthood and begin training as a Jedi Counselor. Something the Jedi Order needed if they were going to try any way to end the terrible Clone Wars.
“Are you going to allow us to give our congrats, Kaiya? Or are you going to keep yourself attached to Qui-Zell when she goes to her first Assignment?” Questioned Meiya Gatri.
“Congrats sister Qui-Zell!” Phal Dietstring commended as she shook Qui-Zell’s hand. “The four of us have something special planned to commemorate this occasion” Qui-Zell sighed at the sound of this, the last time the five of them were together and had a special occasion, they ended up on clothes washing detail for a month.
“Do I want to know?” Qui-Zell said “You know I am a Jedi Knight now, I could easily place you all under arrest if I have too!”
“Relax Qui-Zell” Sarla Moonstrone assured, “We were granted by our master’s one evening of Martime! Were all going to throw you a little celebration! Food, meditation, holodisks! The works!”
Sure enough, the five friends from Youngling Group 142 reunited, celebrated that one of theirs finally made it to Knighthood. They marked the occasion by eating on Jedi confections, looking at old holodisks from their younger days, and meditating on the living Force. Of their original class of 17 younglings. 7 were reassigned to the Jedi service corps, and five of them were killed during the course of the Clone Wars conflict.
They were the last five Padawans still serving in the Jedi Order, and now one of them was just promoted to the rank of Jedi Knight.
Tunguska 1908,
The loud explosion resonated throughout the tiny Russian village. Everywhere trees were obliterated, the light could be seen for miles. Birds and animals brayed and cawed and the Cybermen base that stood in the center of Tunguska was gone.
Wiped out in a flash, The Cybermen first and last use of their new Time Generator was no more.
A few hundred miles away at the home of Dr.Nicholas Tesla, the Doctor drug out the half-awake and dazed Dr. Tesla from the confines of the TARDIS. He laid him on one of the soft couches in his study.
“From now on,” the Doctor scolded, “Stick to botany!!” He grabbed his Tan overcoat from the couch and pulled it over his brown suit with the blue pinstripes.
Taking the odd looking mechanical contraption, Dr.Tesla had in his study. The Doctor examined it and fiddled with it using the Sonic Screwdriver.
“And I’ll be taking this Nodule Medulla Conrivitor, too! No one should have this piece of technology on this planet for at least 400 years!”
Dr. Tesla groaned and then passed out.
The Doctor sniffed, knowing Earth was once again safe, although at the cost of a small village, retreated back to his TARDIS.
The Time Lord activated the console, and was off through time and space.
He looked at the contraption that the Cybermen had provided Tesla in order to build the Time Generator. It was a small metallic device the shape of a Hexagon. It could be used to power and repair almost anything mechanical.
The Doctor thought for a bit “Now what should I use you to fix? The pool? The washing machines? Hey! How bout the extrapolators!”
He opened up a panel on the floor of the console room and installed the mechanism on the extrapolator, a device that was previously damaged when he battled the Emperor of the Daleks at the Game Station.
With a quick buzz of the Sonic screwdriver, the device was in place. He stood up and felt very good about his accomplishments.
“Not bad if I say so myself!” He said aloud, and then it struck him. He was speaking to himself. He had been traveling on his own since Martha left, and before that Rose Tyler.
He had frankly lost track of how long he had been without a companion. He was aware there had been many places he had been alone, but this was the first time it had occurred to him how lonely he was inside the TARDIS. It was quiet inside, literally quiet. No chatting, no laughing, and no arguing.
“I think I need a holiday.” He pondered.
He then thought of a tiny island in the Caribbean, and smiled.
Quickly changing course, the TARDIS spun toward’s the mid 1980’s.
It had started out as a normal day at the Jedi Temple. Qui-Zell and her friends meditated and trained on their last day together. The very next day they would return with their masters at the far corners of the galaxy to fight the Clone Wars.
Kaiya stepped out of the showers and waited for the rest of her friends to follow. She wiped herself dry and began to dress. Her body still ached at the hard lightsaber training, She and her friends just endured.
Qui-Zell was the first to follow.
“Hey Gundar butt!” Kaiya teased as she saw Qui-Zell opened her locker.
“Gundar butt?” She said as she arched an eyebrow. “Look whose talking you little Sith Spawn!”
“It was a gift to see you promoted, Qui.” She smiled. “Out of all us I knew you would be first.” Kaiya began to brush her auburn brown hair as she saw Qui-Zell removed her towel and began to dress.
It was nothing new to Kaiya, She had see Qui-Zell naked many times as well as other male members and even non-human species. Growing up their grouping did everything together, from eating to training, sleeping, and bathing.
Kaiya was taken aback when she saw her best friend turn toward her as she was putting on her bra. Kaiya saw something on Qui-Zell she had never seen before, an ugly crimson scar down her chest.
“Qui!” She exclaimed “ Wh-What happened to you? “
Qui-Zell knew what she was talking about; she casually put on her inner tunic. “I was injured at the Battle of Munnist. It’s an old scar, and I’m fine. Don’t trouble yourself about it Mei-sa.” She assured her.
Qui-Zell knew how to change the subject. “Oh I almost forgot!” She said as she reached into her utility belt “I have something for you. While I was in space dock around the orbit of Nar Shadda, I saw your father! He told me to give you this.”
She handed Kaiya a small holodisk.
Her eyes widened “This is from my father?”
“Yes. He told me to tell you he will be here in a fortnight and wants to meet with you.”
Kaiya was speechless. Her father was a Jedi Master, and for most of her training they were forbidden by the council from seeing each other. For fear that emotional attachments would distract Kaiya in her training.
Unfortunately, it did the opposite. For many times the headstrong Kaiya would be punished for attempting to contact her father whenever he had to come to the temple for Jedi business.
Within minutes the five friends were assembled and ready for dinner.
“By Ulic! I have missed those kinds of workouts! Don’t you Kaiya?” Meiya said as she swatted Kaiya playfully on the shoulder. Kaiya had to bite her lip to keep from yelping in quite an embarrassing display of her body’s aches.
“How did we ever live life before it…”Kaiya said through gritted teeth.
“Did you hear?” Sarla said as she skipped ahead of them “They sent Master Kenobi to Utapau to hunt General Greivious!”
“If anyone can kill that monster and end this war, it’s Master Kenobi,” Meiya said as she popped her neck. Meyia in particular saw first hand what Greivous was and what he was capable of when she and her Master first encountered the cyborg general on Mygeeto.
“It’s close to dinnertime,” Qui-Zell noted. “I hear they are serving Binka sandwiches! Someone needs to go return the equipment.”
“We vote for Kaiya!!!!” Everyone but Kaiya chimed in.
“You Nerf Herders are mean!” Kaiya pouted as Qui-Zell dropped the heavy brown bag full of the training equipment around her shoulders.
“We only tease you cause we’re fond of you, and you’re the next to take the trials!” Qui-Zell whispered.
“That’s a month from now!” Kaiya noted as she trotted away. “Make a plate for me! And don’t forget to load me up on Garabee pudding!”
Kaiya smiled as she saw her four friends walk away. Little did she know it would be the last time she would see them alive. For at the moment, Anakin Skywalker was leading a battalion of Clone Troopers into the Jedi Temple with the sole intent of the extermination of every Jedi there.