“Contact right!”

“Suppressive fire! Suppressive fire!”

“By the force, they're everywhere!”

“Just keep firing damn it!”

The shouts of Clone troopers were drowned out by the sounds of intense blaster fire as the blasted at the horde that surrounded them. Plasma rounds, rockets and grenades flew out towards the enemy as the clones desperately tried to protect the evacuating citizens but their numbers were relentless and almost unending. As one fell, two more took its place, converting their fallen brethren into it's own horde as they slowly edged closer to the line. Panic began to set in but the clones refused to show it, a true testament to their training on Kamino as they held the line and continued firing, not willing to break their valiant defense.

“That's the last of the civilians! Fall back to the perimeter!” The clones sergeant shouted to his men as their enemy drew closer.

“Sir, yes— Arghhh!” One of the clones responded before he was pierced in the chest by a long, spiked tentacle. His helmet fell from his face as he stumbled back in shock, eyes wide with horror.

He watched in disbelief as the area where he was stabbed began to seep a black, viscous liquid that flowed over his body like a dark tide, hardening into jagged formations. The clone’s muscles convulsed, and his screams were drowned out by the battle as his body morphed into a hulking figure. His skin turned glossy and black, veins pulsing with an ominous light, while monstrous limbs twisted grotesquely.

“Trooper!” the clone sergeant cried out, raising his blaster to shoot the abomination that was once his comrade, but before he could pull the trigger, a symbiote surged from behind. It wrapped around him, pulling him into its dark embrace as his cries were abruptly cut off, swallowed by the horde.

“Keep firing!” shouted another clone, but his voice trembled as he watched the transformation unfold. Fear gripped the remaining troopers as they saw their friends, their brothers, becoming the very monsters they were trying to fight.

Another clone, face pale and resolute, shouted, “We need to hold the line! We can’t let them breach the perimeter!” But as he fired his blaster, the symbiotes responded with unrelenting aggression, their forms shifting and merging, creating monstrous shapes that surged toward the clones.

The air thickened with a rancid, sulfurous stench, the sound of squelching flesh mixing with the blaster fire. One trooper turned to see the tendrils snaking toward him, black and oily, each movement a sickening slither. He fired wildly, but the symbiotes were too fast. They lunged forward, a mass of writhing darkness that engulfed him, and in moments, he was gone, replaced by a creature that looked both familiar and alien, with his own helmet twisted grotesquely on its head, while a lone towering figure watched from the distance with an intimidating black blade pierced into the ground beside it.

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“No…” Ahsoka muttered under her breath as she tore her eyes away from the macrobinoculars in her hands. She'd felt the clones deaths from hear as they were engulfed by these strange creatures, these "Symbiotes" as they called themselves.

How could this have happened?

She blinked tears away from her eyes as she put the macrobinoculars away and closed her eyes. She was so tired. All she wanted to do was just lie down and go to sleep, to just give her body the rest that it so righteously demanded, but she couldn't. Now while these strange creatures invaded Coruscant.

It had all started two days ago. Two full days. That was all it took for the planet to fall, but it wasn't the only one. Naboo, Alderaan, Mandalore, Kamino, Kashyyyk, Ryloth. All gone, engulfed by these strange creatures and their leader: Knull.

Not even the Separatists were spared from Knull's onslaught as his Symbiotes converted anything they could to his side, whether they were living or mechanical. It didn't matter in the end.

Through the Force, she could feel the ripples of chaos. The living energy that flowed through the galaxy felt warped and tainted. It was as if the creatures were leeching the very essence of life from the world around her, spreading their darkness like a virus. Panic and fear emanated from every corner of the battlefield, choking the air and dulling the clarity of her senses.

Their very presence felt like corruption and death but she couldn't feel any form of the Dark Side within them. It was as if they were connected to it but on a much different level than to the one she was used to.

“Snips! It's time to go!” Her master called out to her, snapping her from her thoughts as she glanced over to her left to see the remaining troopers of their battalion stepping onto the ship. She watched as Clone Force 99 helped load on the last remaining pieces of cargo while her master conversed with his old master - Obi-Wan Kenobi, as they stood on the ships ramp.

“You okay?” her friend and fellow padawan, Barris Offee, asked in concern.

“No.”

Barris frowned at her response. “I know how you feel.” She said as she glanced over at the swarm of goopy Symbiotes that were swarming towards the ship. “But it's time to go.”

Before Ahsoka could respond, Barris grabbed her friends hand and began dragging her to the ships ramp. “We will reclaim Coruscant but not today.”

With one last despondent glance at the ruined city, Ahsoka stepped onto the shuttle just as it lifted off, the ramp closing behind her as she felt the weight of the city below them—a world crumbling under the assault of an enemy they barely understood. The roar of engines drowned out the distant sounds of chaos, but she could still feel the remnants of the battle through the Force. It was a tapestry of fear, pain, and loss woven into the very fabric of Coruscant.

“Hang on tight!” the pilot shouted, and Ahsoka braced herself against the wall as the shuttle banked hard, narrowly avoiding a barrage of blaster fire from below. The ship surged upward, the familiar sight of the sprawling cityscape morphing into a blur of lights and shadows as they ascended.

Ahsoka’s heart raced as she glanced back at the battleground, where the black mass of symbiotes continued to swell like a tide. “We can’t just leave them,” she murmured, but the words felt hollow against the backdrop of the retreat.

“You know we have to,” Barris replied, her voice steady despite the tremor of concern etched across her features. “We need to regroup and come up with a plan. If we don’t make it back to the Venator, all of this will be for nothing.”

Ahsoka nodded but couldn’t shake the feeling of helplessness clawing at her. They’d fought alongside the clones, their brothers in arms, and now they were retreating. Every fiber of her being screamed that she should be down there, fighting, but her instincts told her that this wasn’t the end; it was merely a regrouping.

As they neared the flagship, the sleek lines of the Venator-class Star Destroyer, The Resolute, came into view, its massive form dwarfing the smaller ships that swarmed around it. The docking bay was already buzzing with activity, clone troopers and Jedi rushing to prepare for the next engagement.

“Prepare for landing!” the pilot called out, his voice cutting through the tension. Ahsoka glanced at Barris, who squeezed her hand reassuringly.

“Let’s get back to the others,” Barris said, her tone firm as they both readied themselves for the chaotic scene that awaited them.

The shuttle settled into the docking bay with a heavy thud, and the ramp descended with a hiss. The moment they stepped out, the cacophony of voices and clattering armor enveloped them. Ahsoka’s gaze darted around, searching for familiar faces in the storm of activity.

“General Skywalker!” a clone called out, rushing toward them with urgency in his voice. “The situation is deteriorating. We’re losing contact with several battalions across the planet.”

“Damn it,” Anakin muttered, a deep frown marring his brow. He had a commanding presence, and Ahsoka could feel the weight of his concern radiating off him. “We need to organize a counteroffensive. Barriss, Ahsoka—report to Master Kenobi and help coordinate a retreat.”

“Right,” Ahsoka replied, her resolve solidifying as she followed Barris and the clone through the thrumming heart of the Venator. The familiar halls felt like a sanctuary amidst the chaos, yet she knew they were merely postponing the inevitable confrontation with the symbiote horde.

Obi-Wan stood at a holographic display, his brow furrowed as he analyzed the latest intel. “Ahsoka, Barriss,” he greeted them, his voice calm but laced with urgency. “The situation is dire. We need to assess our resources and plan an immediate counterattack.”

“Master, we saw the symbiotes on the ground,” Ahsoka interjected, trying to maintain her composure. “They’re relentless. They can turn our brothers against us. We need a strategy that targets their vulnerabilities.”

Obi-Wan nodded gravely. “Agreed. If we can find a way to break their coordination, we might stand a chance.” He turned to Anakin, who was deep in thought, his expression troubled.

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan continued, “what do you think?”

Anakin’s gaze was distant, lost in the chaos that enveloped the galaxy. “We need to strike fast and hard. Get a team together and head down to the surface. We can’t afford to wait for them to consolidate their forces.”

Ahsoka felt a surge of determination. “Then let’s do it. We can’t let them spread any further. We’ll find a way to stop them.”

“Prepare your squad, and gather what intel you can,” Obi-Wan instructed, his tone steady. “We’ll rendezvous in the war room in fifteen minutes.”

As the urgency of the situation settled in, Ahsoka turned to Barris, her resolve renewed. “We’ll get through this, Barris. We have to.”

“Initiating Hyperdrive Jump in…”

“3”

“2”

“1”

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“Good…” An unknown figure muttered as it observed the Resolute jump into Hyperspace. “All is going according to plan.”

With a sinister smile on its face, the figure hefted All-Black the Necrosword over his shoulder, its blade humming with malevolent energy. The weapon seemed to breathe darkness, the edges jagged and sharp as if forged from the essence of a dying star. Tendrils of black smoke curled around its length, merging with the shadows around him, making the sword appear as though it were an extension of the void itself.

“Soon the universe will return to Darkness and I will have my peace.” Knull, the dark God of the Symbiotes, muttered as he rose to his feet.

“What is thy bidding my lord…?” A red symbiote inquired as it landed next to Knull and knelt down in respect.

“Return to Earth and prepare it for my arrival.” Knull order as he brandished All-Black towards the skies.

“Your wish is our command.”

Massive dragon-like wings erupted from the Symbiotes back as it took to Coruscant's sky's.

“As for the rest…” Knull began as he turned to a Silver Symbiote that had made its way over to him. “Hunt down any survives and assimilate them. Their strength could prove useful to us.”

“Understood.”

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“Sir! Something's wrong with the Hyperdrive!”

“Well no surprise there!” Anakin exclaimed as he rolled his eyes in annoyance. He moved quickly to the control panel, his fingers flying over the buttons as warning alarms blared around them. “It was installed in a rush. How could it be anything but trouble?”

“I don’t know, sir! But we’re losing power to the stabilizers! We might not make it out of this!”

Ahsoka felt the familiar rush of adrenaline spike in her veins. “What do you need us to do?”

“Get down to the engineering section! See if you can get the systems back online!” Anakin barked, his gaze focused as he tried to decipher the array of alerts flashing before him.

Ahsoka exchanged a determined glance with Barris. “Let’s go!”

They dashed through the narrow corridors of the Venator, the ship trembling under the strain of the failing hyperdrive. The lights flickered ominously as they ran, the hum of engines overshadowed by the chaotic sounds of alarms echoing throughout the ship. Each step felt heavier as Ahsoka’s heart raced.

“Come on, we can’t lose another second!” Barris urged, pushing forward as they reached the hatch leading to the engineering compartment. Ahsoka felt a jolt of fear as the ship lurched violently, slamming them against the wall.

“Hold on!” Ahsoka shouted, bracing herself against the doorframe as the ship shuddered again, a deep, ominous rumble echoing from the heart of the vessel.

The engineers inside were frantic, working against the clock as sparks flew from damaged consoles. “Get those stabilizers online!” one of the clone engineers yelled, panic evident in his voice. “There's no telling where we could end up!”

“We have to recalibrate the energy flow to the hyperdrive!” Ahsoka called out, joining the fray as she began assisting the engineers, her hands moving swiftly over the controls.

“Energy fluctuations are off the charts!” one clone reported, his voice tight with anxiety. “We’re going to overload the system if we don’t get it stabilized!”

“Barris, can you help with the backup generators?” Ahsoka asked, already sensing the mounting tension in the Force.

“On it!” Barris replied, racing toward the generator panel, her focus unwavering.

Ahsoka’s mind raced as she monitored the energy readings. They were dangerously high. The ship was about to become a fireball. “We need to divert power from the shields! It’s our only chance!” she shouted.

“What? Are you crazy?!” one of the engineers protested. “If we cut the shields, we’ll be sitting ducks out there!”

“Better a sitting duck than a flaming wreck!” Ahsoka snapped back, urgency fueling her words. “Just do it!”

With a resigned nod, the engineer complied, and Ahsoka felt the energy flow shift as the shields powered down. The ship shuddered again, this time more violently, as if protesting the decision.

“We're going to make it…” Ahsoka heard Senator Amidala mutter from behind her as she tried to reassure her fellow senator, Riyo Chuchi.

“Oh no! We're all going to die!” C-3P0 cried as the ship shuddered more violently than before, eliciting a barrage of worried and nervous murmur from the survivors.

“You must have faith in General Skywalker. He will lead us to safety,” Master Unduli stated, her voice firm yet calm amidst the turmoil, standing tall with a serene expression, as though she could quell the storm with sheer willpower. The ship continued to groan and tremble, each jolt sending a wave of unease through the crew and passengers. Riyo Chuchi nodded weakly in response, her eyes darting nervously to the flashing panels that surrounded them.

Ahsoka, still focused on the controls, shot a glance toward Master Unduli. Her unwavering calmness did little to ease the tension that was mounting with every passing second. The dim lighting flickered overhead, casting eerie shadows across the faces of the survivors huddled together, each expression a mirror of the fear gripping them.

Senator Amidala stepped forward, her usually confident demeanor momentarily faltering as the ship lurched again. Her hand instinctively went to rest on Ahsoka's shoulder. "We’ve come through worse,” she said, her voice steady despite the chaos. “and even though Coruscant has fallen, the Republic still stands because of brave soldiers like you.”

Ahsoka didn’t have the heart to respond, her mind racing with the frantic calculations of power fluctuations and system failures. She felt the pressure building within her, the weight of so many lives depending on the slim chance that they could stabilize the hyperdrive before the ship was torn apart. Every warning blare felt like a countdown to their destruction, and her hands moved faster, almost on instinct, guided by the Force as she adjusted circuits and diverted power.

The sound of strained metal echoed through the hull, growing louder, and then—

Suddenly, there was a deafening silence.

The alarms cut out. The ship stilled for a brief moment, and for the first time in what felt like hours, Ahsoka heard only the sound of her own rapid breathing. Her heart hammered in her chest as she looked around, the room frozen in collective breath, as if everyone aboard the Resolute was too afraid to believe that the worst had passed.

But the silence was deceptive.

With a sudden, violent force, the entire ship jolted forward, hurtling through hyperspace at an increasingly uncontrollable speed. The stars outside the viewport became long streaks of white light, distorted by the hyperdrive malfunction. Inside, everything was chaos once more—crew members shouted frantically, scrambling to secure their stations, and Ahsoka was thrown off her feet, crashing hard into the nearby control panel.

“By the force, what’s happening?!” one of the engineers yelled, his voice barely audible over the roar of malfunctioning systems. The ship was moving faster than any hyperdrive should ever allow, a dangerous acceleration that sent tremors rippling through the hull.

Ahsoka pushed herself up, wincing from the impact. “We’re losing control!” she shouted back, her voice strained with urgency. She struggled to regain her footing as the ship barreled through hyperspace. “We’re heading for a collapse in the drive! If we can’t slow it down, the whole ship will—”

An explosion of sparks erupted from the console beside her, sending shards of metal flying. She shielded her face as Barriss rushed over to help, her face pale but determined. “We’ve got to do something, Ahsoka! We’re going to break apart!”

The weight of their situation pressed down like a crushing tide. There was no more time to think, no more time to plan. Just action. Ahsoka and Barriss worked in tandem, hands moving in a blur as they tried every trick they knew to stabilize the hyperdrive. Sweat dripped from their brows, their breaths labored. The ship groaned in protest, shuddering violently with each second they delayed.

"Master Skywalker! We need to—"

But before she could finish, the ship's trajectory shifted abruptly. A gut-wrenching sensation washed over Ahsoka as the stars outside the viewport vanished, replaced by the dark, swirling mass of hyperspace collapsing in on itself. The ship plummeted, tossed through an unknown void.

Senator Amidala, gripping the wall to steady herself as she looked toward Ahsoka, her expression now one of genuine fear. “Where are we going?”

Ahsoka didn’t have an answer. The feeling of helplessness washed over her again, a bitter, gnawing sensation she had felt too often in the past days. They were being carried somewhere—somewhere far beyond the galaxy they knew, to a place even the Force struggled to reach.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything stopped.

The ship jolted to a halt, suspended in the vastness of space. The violent shaking stopped, the alarms silenced, and the frantic scramble of the crew eased as an eerie stillness took hold. The viewscreen flickered, revealing a sight none of them could have anticipated.

Before them stretched a solar system, its unfamiliar configuration of planets and stars unlike any the crew had ever seen. The Jedi's eyes widened as they took in the sight—a distant corner of not just their galaxy, but another entirely. Ahsoka stood frozen, her gaze drawn to a small, blue-and-green planet orbiting a yellow sun. The world pulsed with life, yet it emanated something far beyond what her connection to the Force could fully comprehend.

"I... I've never felt anything like this," Ahsoka whispered, her voice barely audible as the weight of the moment settled over her. "The Force is here, but... there’s something else."

Her words hung in the air as Barriss, equally bewildered, stepped forward. "It's like nothing we’ve encountered before. It feels ancient, powerful... and different. Like the Force, yet more expansive."

Ahsoka’s senses stretched out, searching for understanding, but what she found instead was a strange confluence of energies. The Force was interwoven into the fabric of this distant galaxy, but there was something else, something unfathomably vast. A cosmic power, foreign yet harmonious, intertwined with the Force but operating on a level beyond the Jedi's experience.

Senator Amidala, standing near the viewport, stared in silent awe at the planet below. "Where are we? What is this place?"

No one had an answer. They had been thrust into an unknown part of the universe, and the mysterious energies they felt left them grasping for explanations. As Ahsoka continued to reach out with her senses, the strange power tugged at her consciousness—something vast, cosmic, a force that transcended even the deepest understanding of the Jedi Order.

"This isn't just another galaxy," Barriss murmured, her voice heavy with realization. "It’s as though we’ve stumbled into the unknown, a place where the Force and something even greater coexist."

Ahsoka nodded, still feeling the pull of the enigmatic power, knowing that whatever lay ahead would challenge them in ways they had never faced before. The cosmic energy wrapped around her connection to the Force like a distant echo, whispering promises of knowledge, danger, and perhaps a greater truth that would alter their understanding of the universe forever.
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And there we have it! The very first chapter of Star Wars: Galactic Avengers is here! What do you guys think?

So to clarify a few things first: This story is set during October 2024, the Wakandan Empire is in its intergalactic state with T'Challa being the Marvel Rivals version which is awesome the way, Spider-Man has a totally original symbiote called Surge that looks like he Venomwar suit that Spidey is wearing at the moment without the chains but as it's Halloween, the Symbiot looks like the Symbiote Surge suit from the Insomniac Spider-Man 2. Spider-Man's main suit is the New Red and Blue suit seen at the end of No Way Home. His symbiote can change into whatever colour it wants to be and acts similar but not identically to the Anti-Venom suit, his iron spider suit seen in the MCU will be the lesser version that gets replaced with the Iron Spider Armour (the version seems in the comics). Iron Man's main suit of armour is the Model Prime which is the final version of the MK85 suit seen in Avengers Endgame, he has all his suits from the MCU as well as the comics except most of them are ins storage, I'm addition he and Spidey are the only two avengers to have a wider variety of suits compared to the rest.  The Model Prime armour comes with an Assault Mode that turns it into the suit seen in Marvel Rivals. Pietro looks like the Evan Peters version from the X-Men movies. Venom looks like he does in Marvel Rivals. Bucky Barnes has the abilities from Marvel Rivals so expect more of the cool tentacle arm powers he has from that game. War Machine has the MCU versions of his suit with the current version he's wearing being the Mark VI from Avengers Endgame althought in this story I'm calling it the MKV as for the suit he wore near the end of Endgame, that's classified as the MKVI (aka the cosmic patriot suit) he'll get that one eventually. Thor is the All-Father now and has the Thorforce. His armour is the golden armour that he gained when he revived the Odinforce alongside the two Golden Swords, Mjolnir was already shattered and looks like it does in the comics and his second outfit is the one seen in Thor Love and Thunder. Jane Foster is also a Valkerie like she is in the comics and is still dating Thor. The Symbiotes have a higher tolerance to heat so their somewhat immune to Lightsabers as is Vibranium (to an extent), Mysterium and Adamantium.

Jesus that's a lot of words but here it is! I've got one more chapter to do for this story before I start working on the next chapter of Fallen World.

Enjoy! And if you have any questions or suggestions don't be afraid to ask.