Adventures of Heero Starkiller
Wing/Star Wars Crossover
Here's part 1 of my first
Gundam Wing fanfic. The beginning starts out by following
the Star Wars movie quite closely, but I guarantee that this
fic will go in some interesting and different directions as
it goes on. Enjoy! =)
This fic is does not
contain yaoi or hentai.
Notes: 1) Please maximize
the size of this e-mail window on your computer for the best
view of the "scroll" at the top. After the beginning you can
resize it to whatever dimensions you like. 2) Heero's last
name in this fic is Starkiller. This was Luke's last name in
early drafts of the Star Wars script and I felt it fit Heero
better than Skywalker. 3) In Star Wars the Rebel Alliance
group are the protagonists. In Gundam Wing the United Earth
Sphere Alliance group are the antagonists. In this fic, the
word "Alliance" refers to the bad guys. 4) Pretty much all
major characters from the TV anime will be coming into this
story. Please be patient for those who don't appear in this
"They were in the wrong place at the
wrong time. Naturally they became heroes." - Releia Organa
A long time ago in a galaxy
far, far away . . .
A New Hope
It is a period of civil
Rebel spaceships, striking
a hidden base, have won their
victory against the United
Alliance. During the battle,
Rebel spies managed
to steal secret plans to the
Alliance's ultimate weapon,
the DEATH STOZ, an armored
space station with enough power
to destroy an entire planet.
Pursued by the sinister agents of the
Romefeller Foundation, an
industrial combine which is manipulating the
Alliance, Princess Releia
races home aboard her starship, custodian of the
stolen plans that can save
her people and restore freedom to the galaxy. . .
To Be Continued
- An explosion rocked the tiny
rebel spacecraft, Tantive IV, as it sped through space, a massive
OZ Star Destroyer at its back.
- Inside, two droids tried to make
their way through a bouncing passageway.
- "Did you hear that?" the golden
one turned to ask the other. "They've shut down the main reactor.
We'll be destroyed for sure! This is madness."
- Rebel troops ran past
- "Oh Trowa, we're doomed!"
- The Star Destroyer had caught the
smaller ship in a tractor beam, and many forms in plastic-looking
white armor forced their way through the door. A 6-foot ominous
figure in black flowing cape and metal mask stepped through the
doorway. It was Darth Zechs.
- Meanwhile, a mysterious girl
dressed in white inserted a card into a slot on T3-B3's metallic
form and ran off.
- "Trowa? Where are you?" The
golden droid ran through passageways, peering into random
- "Trowa! Finally I've found you. I
- "I'm leaving."
- "Where to?"
- "On a secret mission."
- "Will you come back? I'd like
that very much. Hey, stop pulling me! You don't expect me to come
along?! Well, I suppose...."
- Q-4PO stepped into the brilliant
sunlight. He was in the middle of a desert nowhere.
- "Trowa, what place is
- Without a reply T3-B3 exited the
cramped escape pod and started off across the sand in the
direction of a very rocky patch of land. Q-4PO hurried to catch up
to the smaller tripodal robot, thinking the sand and dust quite
familiar somehow. He liked deserts.
- The Princess Releia struggled as
she was led down a hallway of the Tantive IV by an armored
- "Get your hands off me!" she
demanded, trying to step on her captor's feet. She was intent on
venting her anger on him. If his buddy hadn't fired a random blast
aimed at her hiding spot, she wouldn't have felt the need to shoot
him earlier. And consequently, she wouldn't have been detected
quite so soon....
- The stormtrooper abruptly stopped
walking. Releia raised her head to look up.
- "Darth Zechs," she acknowledged
with dignity of the tall Sith Lord standing before her. "Only you
could be so bold. When everyone hears you've attacked a diplomatic
- Zechs smiled behind his mask. It
had been a long time since he'd last seen the Princess. "Don't
look so surprised, Your Highness. You know transmissions were
beamed to this ship from the colonies by rebel spies."
- "I don't know what you're talking
about. This ship is just as ordinary as any other. We are on a
mission to spread peace and to find my lost love. I will search
the galaxy for him, if need be. You won't get away with
- "Oh, but I already have."
- Rasid Kurama-Lars turned to look
over his shoulder at the solemn youth stepping darkly out of their
Tatooine moisture farm. He paused for a moment, contemplating how
it came to be that this strange boy had come to be part of the
Maganac Corps family.
- "Heero!" Rasid called back to
him. "See if there's a translator that speaks Bocce over
- The boy strode quickly toward the
Jawa transport parked before him. He noticed a golden protocol
droid among those offered for sale and silently headed toward
- "Quatre, I agree with you. Asking
for a ride was not the best idea."
- "What can we do now?"
- "Hope someone buys us and then
- "Kisama," Heero addressed Q-4PO,
interrupting the droid conversation. "Do you understand the binary
language of moisture vaporators?"
- Q-4PO stiffened, momentarily
afraid T3's plan had been overheard, until he realized the human
boy could not understand the language of astromech droids.
- "Why yes I do, in fact," Q-4PO
recovered. "Ah, and.... so does my counterpart here, actually!
Perhaps you can get a good deal for the two of us." Q-4PO gestured
toward T3-B3 at his side.
- "Really?" Heero looked quite
skeptical. "Do you speak Bocce?"
- Q-4PO smiled warmly. "Oh, it's
like a second language to me, sir."
- "Mission accomplished. Follow
- T3-B3 beeped in relief as the
teen led the way toward his uncle.
- The second commander addressed
Darth Zechs. "Lord Zechs, the battle station plans are not aboard
this ship. Releia must have hidden the plans inside an escape pod
that was jettisoned. We've sent a detachment down to retrieve
- Zechs nodded, flipping his
platinum blonde hair over his shoulder. "My sister, there'll be no
one to stop us this time," he whispered to himself. "And then I
will finally reveal our true identities. Won't Noin be
- Late that afternoon in the garage
area of the Maganac homestead Q-4PO sighed in contentment.
- "Thank the maker! This oil bath
is going to feel simply lovely."
- T3-B3 chirped in reply, while
Heero sat working at building a model mobile suit complete with
miniature self-destruct hand grip.
- "Sir?" Q-4PO ventured after a
minute of silence. "I'm not sure what planet I'm on. Would you
please tell me?"
- "If there's a bright center to
the universe, you're on the planet that it's farthest
- "Is that so? What is your name,
- "Call me Heero."
- Climbing out of the tub, Q-4PO
grinned. "And I am Q-4PO, Human Cyborg Relations, and this is my
counterpart, T3-B3. But you may call us Quatre and Trowa, if you
like. We chose codenames to seem more personal. I'd love to be
- Heero unplugged a recharger from
T3-B3 and began to scrape several connectors on the droid's head
with a chrome pick, briefly wondering why this T3 unit had such an
unusual head shape. The forehead stuck out in points, like some
weird kind of bangs. Heero hadn't ever seen this kind of design in
a droid before.
- "You have a lot of carbon scoring
here," he informed T3-B3.
- "With all we've been through,
sometimes I'm amazing we're in as good condition as we are, what
with the Rebellion and all," Q-4PO answered for him. "We've both
narrowly missed destruction on quite a number of occasions. It's
our lot in life."
- "Do you know of OZ?" Heero
questioned at the mention of the Rebellion. "The subsidiary of the
- "How did you learn of the name? I
had the impression OZ is something of a secret."
- Heero scoffed. "It was, but if
one can hack a computer, one can learn about anything. Besides,
now the network of rebels on the colonies understands the
Foundation is behind the Alliance, since mobile suits are crushing
all opposition. There seems to be something stuck in here really
- A fragment broke loose with a
snap, sending Heero tumbling backwards. Suddenly a hologram
recording began to play.
- "Help me, Obi-J Kenobi. You're my
- Heero got to his feet and edged
closer to the image. It was fuzzy but he could see it was a girl
about his age. Her long beige hair was pulled up into a hairstyle
not unlike that of the famous idol singer/bounty hunter, Lady Une.
The girl's regal white dress fell almost to her feet, and she
glanced over her shoulder cautiously. The message began to
- "Who is she?" Heero found himself
- T3 beeped.
- "I'm afraid I'm not quite sure,
sir. Trowa says it's old data."
- "Is there more to this
- T3 whistled and beeped a message
- "Trowa says he is the property of
Obi-J Kenobi, a resident of these parts. And it's a private
message for him. I'm not sure what he's talking about -"
- T3 interrupted with another
string of beeps.
- "Ah?" Q-4PO quickly caught on,
realizing this was a chance to make their escape and carry out the
important mission. "Oh, yes. Now I remember. Obi-J Kenobi. Such a
gentle person. Quite nice.... sunglasses, he had. I.... wonder
what's the fellow's been up to lately?"
- T3 beeped again. Q-4PO wasn't all
that good at lying. Honestly, how did he think up
- Heero frowned in thought. "I
wonder if he means old Doc Kenobi. I don't know of anyone named
Obi-J, but Doc lives out beyond the Dune Sea. Replay the
- T3 beeped a reply.
- "Trowa, you're a genius," Q-4PO
thought to himself in admiration. Aloud he voiced "He says the
restraining bolt has short circuited his recording system. If you
remove the bolt, he might be able to play back the whole
- Heero shot the droids a look that
could kill and silently popped the bolt off. The image immediately
- "Play back the entire message,"
- "Heero? Heero!" a shout came from
the other room.
- "I'll be right there, Abdul.
Quatre, see what you can do with him. I'll be right back." Heero
marched out of the garage.
- T3 beeped in mock innocence as a
certain green tank-top faded from view.
- "No, I don't think he likes you
at all," Q-4PO agreed.
- The next morning Rasid peered
into the kitchen area at Afmad, who was preparing himself
- "Have you seen Starkiller this
morning?" he asked.
- "He left early. Said he wanted to
read another chapter of that book of his before he started this
- "Not again. I don't like those
novels. All destruction and killing and fighting. It's not healthy
for the boy. In my opinion, those stories'll start to plant ideas
in his head if we don't watch out. Where are the new
- "Went with him, I'd
- "Oh, too bad. I was hoping to
have my morning coffee with Quatre-sama. He's such a polite
machine, we're really getting along nicely. He loves coffee as
much as I do."
- "Quatre-sama, Captain?"
- Rasid waved his hand. "Never
mind. I just started calling him that."
- "Him, Captain?"
- "Oh, well, you know. It, I guess.
It really seems to have a heart, though. Maybe we can have coffee
when he gets back."
- "Coffee, Captain?"
- "Yes. I've never seen a droid who
drank it before. Usually they don't eat anything. Amazing, isn't
- Heero sped along in his
landspeeder, scanning the desert floor. Those two new droids had
run off the night before, and he was determined to capture them
and start them working. Maybe he'd punish them first. They were
costing him an hour of leisure reading. He scowled as he sighted a
golden form in the distance.
- Heero slowed to a stop before the
fugitives. Quickly jumping out of the speeder he pointed a blaster
at them. The robots recognized it as a model containing a powerful
- "Where do you think you're going,
- "To pay a visit to Obi-J," Q-4PO
admitted. "Would you be fortunate enough not to blast us into a
million pieces right here?"
- "We're going back. Now."
- T3 beeped that Heero was not
leaving any room for argument. Completing this mission would be
more difficult than he had pictured.
- Suddenly, a Tusken Raider jumped
out at Heero from behind a large sandstone rock and knocked him to
- "Sand people!" Q-4PO cried,
before getting shoved by another of the enemies and losing his
footing, one arm swiftly yanked off and tossed beside him.
- The creature raised his ax blade
gaderffi and delivered it lightning fast in the direction of
Heero's head. Heero shifted his weight and hastily blocked the
attack with his blaster, but it smashed on contact. Tossing the
remains aside, Heero launched himself at the towering Raider and
punched it in the abdomen.
- T3 was about to be cornered by a
new group of the Raiders. A massive bantha was also headed
straight at him. The droid spun to face them and redirected most
of his energy to the gears in his base. With one last look around
he lifted off and commenced one of his exemplary triple flips.
After soaring over a Raider's head he landed gracefully on the the
flat sand surface and wheeled himself into a small cave for
safety, realizing he couldn't fight this sort of opponent.
Part 2 Preview: Heero sings karaoke,
Obi-J explains mysteries of the Force, Han Duo gets into an argument,
Q-4PO makes a startling discovery, and more! ^_~
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Story © copyright 1999 by
Stephanie M. Taylor
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