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Clash of Galaxies: Training of Jedi Master Sora

This is my story of when Sora is sent to the Star Wars galaxy to train as a jedi during the clone wars!


Sora felt pain as he slowly stood up from the cold, black floor. Putting a hand to his head, Sora felt a coarse bump running along the center. He grimaced as he turned his head to examine the unfamilear place.

It seemed to be a docking bay of some kind. He looked around, expecting to see Gummi Ships. Instead, sleek white ships with folded wings stood parked at an openning of some sort.

Sliding his hands across the fighters, he was suprised to see the technology that made up their overall structure. They had the frame work of a sleek bird, at the moment resting in it's nest. He bent down and examined cobalt colored writing saying "ARC-1-70 Fighter NCG-Y557."

Standing back up, he walked past the fighters to see what they were facing. His footsteps echoed across the dense metal floor as he saw a wide expanse leading into space.

A gasp parted through Sora's lips as he saw another ARC fighter coming into the hanger. Making a dash for it, Sora headed to the other end of the chamber. A small, storm cloud colored door was there, getting larger as Sora got closer.

The sound of steam hissed menacingly behind Sora, causing him to turn around. The ship had landed and a sleek, white armored trooper came out. He was clad shoulder to foot in this, and on his head rested a humanoid shaped helmet.

A voice came through the mask that shielded the man's face, "Are you sent by the Separitists and the droids?"

"What?"Sora stammered out. He bolted away but the door in front of hm openned to reveal two more troopers. The raised weapons that looked frightingly like guns and aimed at him. Sora yelled out as the men grabbed him. Struggling wildly, Sora found the inncapability to move his limbs.

"Calm down, sir," one said. He said to the others, "He does not belong here. Get him to an escape pod and send him to Corosunt."

Turning to Sora, the armored humanoid asked, "You do know how to pilot an escape pod, right?"

"Um, are they similar to a Gummi Ship's controls?" Sora asked quietly. The men looked at each other, mumbling that this child must have been hit over the head. Hard, too.

They guided the young Keyblade master to the door leading into the unknown rest of the ship.

 

Since no one commented and I read it... all I'll say is this... O_o This is unfortonate for Sora.

 

hmmm looks like i was beaten to the punch with sora going to SW...oh well, but good idea for a storyline, my one complaint is i'm a HUGE star wars guy...and it's Corcusant

 

KH and Star Wars?

Now I've seen almost everything. Sora in the Star Wars universe?

The ONE thing I don't want to happen is for us to find out that Sora and Kairi are really brother and sister like Luke and Leia were. That would be wrong on SO many levels. :nono:

 

good storyline, i likes it ^^
and i love ur avatar to! :3

 

HAHAHA.....oh wait *cringes

 

Don't worry, don't worry! Kairi is NOT going to be Sora's sister. Whoa...that would be a little freaky.

The men held Sora by the sleeve of his shirt, dragging his teenage frame through the cavernous halls of the ship. Symbols etched on the walls depicted a sort of star, and at one point when he had caught his breath Sora asked, "Who are you?"

The white armored man shrugged his shoulders in regret. "Sorry, sir. If only I really knew. We are called the clones, of who I am not too sure. We fight for the Republic, and that symbol you keep staring at is the Republican's."

Unsure whether to nod or shake is head, the young keyblade master grunted deeply. Another clone trooper approached them, a bright orange sash showing authority resting on his shoulderblade. He carried a blaster gun similar to the others, only this looked like it could shoot rockets. Shuddering at the thought, Sora let the commander take him by the sruff of his shirt. Growling in his face, the man hinted, "When we send you to Corcusant, we better not hear of any new droid activity. If you are a spy of the Seperatists, we shall track you down. We will inject you with a small serum that can be pulled up on our mainframe. It will tell us your location, so no funny buisness, okay?"

Sora tried to stomach all this as best he could. Suddenly a searing pain came into his neck and a small, thin object came through and penitrated his vein. The pain lasted only a moment and Sora looked up at him and smiled. He wouldn't let anyone fool him.

The unemotional helmet gave away no signs of emotion, but then he said to Sora, "Yes, you are mighty brave for one your age...to actually stare at my face and dare to grin...very brave..."

Sora's eyes glinted with pride as a sudden rush of force through the mind beckoned the keyblade. Sparkling dust appeared and the Kingdom Key appeared in the young teen's gloved hands.

"I am the Keyblade master, from Destiny Islands all the way to the world that never was. I have seen much, and foughten much. Darkness has eaten at my heart, always has it clawed at me. I am Sora, the slayer of darkness!"

"That is pretty," one of the soldiers droned mockingly. Sora flashed crimson with embarresment and let the blade in his hand crash to the floor. It gave a sickening echo throughout the ship and it then disapeared.

"Where did it go?" The commander said with a sudden intrest. Sora grinned and stated to him, "Who knows? But it's gone for now. I can beckon it back if you want."

The soldier shook his head and guided Sora to a row of cylinder shaped objects. They rested quietly with a small seat inside and a lot of flashing controlls.

The men quickly showed him through the levers and buttons that were alien to Sora. He nodded, and pointed down to a looming sphere below the fleet of ships.
"What is that? Is that Corsusant?"

The soldier nodded slowly, studying the young boy. He turned around and raised his hand behind him to acknoledge the departure. A hissing of steam sounded and a door suddenly closed, breaking the two apart. The pod unlatched and started to plow at a very high speed. Stars rushed by, streaks of light wizzing and sparking as the pod headed to the glittering planet below.

 

i'm sorry, i'm a stickler...but it's the Galatic Rebublic, not republican's.

 

Wow, this is good...really, the grammar, spelling...awesome! :) The storyline's pretty good, unique too, although it just has a tiny bit of a problem keeping my interest...otherwise, this is pretty great, keep it up! :) Although the title does need to be a bit more catchy...just to attract more readers! :glomp:

 

Yeah, I know. I always call them the republicans and as an inside joke I call the Separitists the Democrats. Hahaha *laughter dies down lamely* yeah I know it sounded stupid.

Yeah, I would change the title. I don't know how. If you know, can you please tell me? And I would like it if you could gove me a suggestion. Thanks!

 

Oh, basically, edit your first post and click 'go advanced'. Then you'll be able to change the title from there! And let me read it over a few times, and then I'll give you some suggestions. :)

 

Okay, much obliged! :):):):):)

I changed it to clash of Galaxies: The training of Jedi Master Sora.

I know it does not sound that catchy but it will do for now.