Saga - PT Chains of Injustice (Rebels/Young Justice Crossover)

So before I get started, I'd like to thank the Writer's Community for their patience and help in crafting this project. I know that some of you are going to hit your back button as soon as you see X-overs, but I am trying my best to make this one of the "Good" crossovers, at least for those of you who don't find crossovers unholy abominations.​

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Saga Rebels​

Star Wars Characters: Inquisitors, Ezra and Crew, various cameos​

Young Justice Characters: Batman, Aqualad, Miss Martian, Artemis, Kid Flash, Robin (Dick Grayson), Superboy, Zantanna, Lex Luthor, the Light, various cameos​

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And now, for the opening scrawl to the story. This should hold you all 'til the next chapter.​

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Star Wars and Young Justice
Chains of Injustice

It is a time of expansion for the Empire. With it's grip tightening around the systems in the known Galaxy, the Imperial Navy has turned it's attention to the unknown regions. One of the first planets it contacted was a primitive one known as Earth. The Emperor sensed value in it, and desired to add it to his expanding Empire.

Brief negotiations were held, but Earth's divided countries and independent culture resulted in a unified rejection. During these negotiations, Lex Luthor approached the Imperials in secret and asked to see the glory of the Empire. He was taken to Coruscant and interrogated on Earth's defenses. Luthor adamantly claimed that until Earth's defenders, the Justice League, were eliminated, no one could conquer Earth. That claim was laughed off by the Commander in charge of the Fleet.

The fleet encircled Earth. A message from the station in orbit above Earth warned the Imperials to turn back, but the Imperials ignored it. The orbital bombardment began, and just as Luthor claimed, the fleet could not stand up against the Justice League and it withdrew back to Coruscant.

Upon discovery of the failed attack on Earth, the Emperor sent his apprentice, Darth Vader to make an example of Earth. Vader took another fleet with him and ruthlessly attacked. He went so far as to land troops on Earth. Despite Vader's power and tactical superiority to the prior Commander, the Justice League won the day yet again and sent a battle-scarred Vader and the remnants of his fleet limping back to Coruscant.

Finally, Luthor was summoned by the Emperor. Luthor offered the aid of the Light, a secret villainous organization on Earth, to bring down the League and thus conquer Earth. In exchange, Luthor would be Moff of Earth. The Emperor agreed and sent a third fleet to attack when the Light was prepared.

The Light set to work busily preparing for the battle. Power dampening collars were smuggled from Blackgate Prison. They lured the hardest-hitting members of the Justice League into a trap.The remaining members scattered.

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Three months have passed since the Empire conquered Earth and renamed it Terraria. The remaining members of the Justice League-Black Canary, Batman, Green Arrow, Red Tornado, Aquaman, Martian Manhunter, and Giovanni in addition to the team of Sidekicks-are actively attempting to evade capture while still coming up with a way to free the world. . .

Feel free to leave suggestions, comments, constructive criticism, and love below.

 

Finally, the long awaited start! I confess, I hope you write the prequels of the first two encounters with the Empire; I'd love to see the 'First Contact', and come on, you are cheating us of the Vader vs. Justice League confrontation! Come on, The Dark Knight vs. the Dark Knight? LOL! At least a one-shot? Pretty please?

Still, it looks interesting, and I'm glad you went with Dick when he was still Robin... he was so much more fun that way. I don't remember who Giovanni is, though...maybe I missed that episode. So... *sits back with her popcorn*...

 

I'll note those ideas for the future, but I really wanted to start off with Earth already conquered.

Giovanni is Zantanna's father. Basically the same powers.

 

3 months? B-- I kid.
Great job.
However, I on a Ubuntu linux system with Firefox cannot see the youtube video.
Second

Edit:

THIRD? NOOOOOOOOO

 

The video was just the Star Wars theme to go with the scrawl.

 

I forgot to write where in the timeline this happens in YJ. The first invasion occurs around the episode "Secrets," so Giovanni isn't Dr. Fate because the Light didn't enact the plan from Disordered. Mostly the Light remains inactive while waiting for Luthor to return (as he's a leading member). More accurately, most of what they did in the show past Secrets didn't happen. In fact, they concentrated their effort to getting the Belle Reave (not Blackgate) prison collars. That's all I needed to do. I'll have a double-length chapter up soon to make up for the chapter you won't be getting while I'm gone.

 

Aw, dude! Just enough teaser to suck me in!

I will be eagerly waiting for more.

 

Alright, so the double-length chapter is here. This is also part of the Disney Quote Challenge found here. My quote was "Giving up is for rookies."

Edit: I realized that I forgot to tag y'all. I naively assumed you were just going to Watch the Thread. Mistress_Renata Cowgirl Jedi 1701 MartyAvidianus

Enjoy! As always, your comments, thoughts, suggestions, and love are welcomed.

I present:
Chapter One: Hopeless

Rows of Stormtroopers marched down a street littered with confetti and roses. Banners hung from every conceivable location in the city. People lined the streets, but not because they wanted to, but because they were forced to. A pair of particularly burly Stormtroopers shoved flags into the hands of the crowd.

Normally, a whistling noise would give a bit of warning, but amid the half-hearted cheers, the stomping of boots, the band, and the distant sounds of mechanical Walker parts, the whistle was drowned out, leaving a poor Stormtrooper to become a victim of the infamous Boxing Glove Arrow. All eyes turned to the direction of the shooter. Atop one of the buildings was a man in a lincoln green outfit complete with a hat and golden goatee. “Hey, bucketheads!” he shouted, waving at them. “Did you work on your target practice since last time?”

“Sir, that's Green Arrow! He's on the List,” one of the Stormtroopers shouted.

“Set your blasters to stun; the Emperor wants them alive,” the Captain barked. Stormtroopers opened fire on the archer. The Captain shook his head as each shot missed widely. “Get the Walkers over here!” he shouted. One of the soldiers nodded, then spoke into his com.

“Looks like you could use a few hours at the Shooting Range!” shouted Green Arrow. One of the blaster bolts sailed inches from him. “Are you trying to miss me now? Because you might actually hit me if you do!”

The sound of helicopter blades grew louder and louder. Green Arrow looked up. Out of the helicopter jumped two figures: one wearing a facemask and sports padding and the other one wearing a yellow and black mask. Sportsmaster and Deathstroke. Green Arrow was skilled enough to handle one of them at a time, but not both. “Sorry boys!” he shouted. “Looks like playtime's over!” He notched his Grappling Arrow to the bow and fired. Just as the pair of assassins landed, Green Arrow slid to the next building.

A pair of TIE fighters screamed overhead. Green Arrow barely avoided being hit by the TIE guns. Walkers were coming closer, too. Several dozen stormtroopers were in pursuit as well. He notched another arrow and fired a smoke arrow at the nearest group of Stormtroopers. By this time, both Deathstroke and Sportsmaster had reached the building, too.
He notched another Grappling Arrow and fired again. As he slid this time, a stray blaster bolt from one of the Stormtroopers cut right through the rope, causing him to fall to the ground. Before he hit the ground, he grabbed hold of a flagpole bearing the Imperial Colors, and swung around to land on his feet. He fired another Smoke Arrow at the next group of Stormtroopers and took of for another alley.

“Green Arrow, you are off location,” a deep voice said in his ear. It was Batman. “What's going on down there?”

“I really don't have time right now, Bats,” Green Arrow said as he kept running. He Deathstroke and Sportsmaster were keeping up with him. “I'm being chased by Deathstroke and Sportsmaster in addition to all the Imperials. Just tell the others to finish the mission without me. I'll catch up later.”

“Acknowledged. Be careful, Green Arrow,” Batman replied.

“Will do, Bats,” Green Arrow replied. He rounded another corner and found himself at a dead end. He heard the footsteps of his pursuers close behind. There was no time to go back. He reached for another Grappling Arrow, but he had none left. He spoke into his com, “Bats, I'm not going to make it back. Tell Dinah that I love her.”

“I can have Red Tornado get you out in two minutes,” Batman replied. “Where are you?”

“Finish the mission,” Green Arrow replied. “My job was to keep them busy, and that's what I'm going to do until they bring me down.” He threw his com on the ground. Faint shouts of “Green Arrow!” and an extremely loud “Oliver!” could be heard.

Green Arrow notched an arrow to his string and fired at both Deathstroke and Sportsmaster. Deathstroke whipped out his sword and deflected the arrow to the ground. A hissing noise, and then smoke poured out of it.

Green Arrow couldn't see anything due to the smoke, but that didn't mean he was going to go down without a fight. He notched two normal arrows to his bow and waited. A moment later, Deathstroke and Sportsmaster charged through the smoke. Green Arrow let go of the string. Deathstroke dodged one arrow masterfully, while the other arrow merely lodged in Sportsmaster's shoulder pad.

Deathstroke swung his sword at Green Arrow. Green Arrow dodged it, but then a flying discus from Sportsmaster knocked his hat off. “HEY!” he shouted. “Do you know how hard that hat was to make?”

“I really don't care; It's dumber than that goatee,” Sportsmaster replied. Green Arrow gasped. Deathstroke made another swing, which Green Arrow dodged again. Another discus flew past. Green Arrow ducked it to receive a kick in the stomach from Deathstroke. Green Arrow collapsed to the ground. Arrows spilled all over the ground.

A loud rumbling noise erupted through the town. Arrow smiled. “That was the Imperial Garrison. Your Empire just lost tons of expensive equipment. My sacrifice won't be in vain.”
“Actually, it will be by the time Luthor's through with you,” Deathstroke replied, placing his sword at Arrow's neck and pulling him to his feet by the collar. A rope ladder descended from above signaled that their ride arrived. Deathstroke held his sword at Arrow's neck. “Orders or not, I will not hesitate to slit your neck open if you try anything. Now climb.”

Green Arrow nodded. “What do you want little ol' me for?” he asked. Deathstroke just gave Arrow a push and he climbed up the ladder. Sportsmaster followed after. The helicopter flew off, leaving a pile of scattered arrows in the alley.

Hours later, in the White House, now home to Moff Luthor, Commander Thes Aubrim was receiving a serious lecture. “What kind of Commander are you? First you let Green Arrow get away, then the Justice League destroys our equipment!' Lex shouted, slamming his fist into his desk.

“We have orders to view the Justice League as a priority,” Aubrim mumbled. In all honesty, Aubrim was an amateur, fresh out of the Academy. Unfortunately for him, in the Empire, amateurs weren't highly valued. Thus, Thes was assigned to the newly-captured Terraria.

Lex glared at Aubrim. “That would be understandable,” he began, before slamming his fists on the desk again. “If you'd actually caught them! I could send a report detailing your incompetence to Grand Moff Tarkin.”

“Please, Moff Luthor, I'll find Green Arrow and the rest of them,” started Aubrim. Aubrim's eyes were wide with fear. If Luthor contacted Grand Moff Tarkin, he would be demoted, or worse.

“I'm afraid finding Green Arrow is out of the question. MY resources have already caught him,” Luthor replied. As if on cue, Deathstroke stepped in from a nearby room, dragging Green Arrow by the Collar. “You might remember the bounty I put out on the League? Mr. Wilson and his associates have gone beyond just Green Arrow. They are getting a bonus.”

At this time, the door opened again. Aubrim brought his hand to his mouth. The figure was unlike anyone he'd ever seen. The man was bald and pale. His head drew the most attention; it was a dome that visibly showed the man's brain. It was none other than Psimon.

“Why are you telling me this?” asked Aubrim.

“Because, I'm giving you a second chance. You're going to capture the remnants of the Justice League,” Luthor replied. Aubrim's eyes twinkled with thoughts of promotion, but they were quickly dashed. “The capture of the remaining members will be recorded as Mr. Wilson's, not yours. I believe that is ample punishment for your stupidity. Besides, their capture should benefit the Empire, not one individual.”

Aubrim bowed his head in shame. “Where are we striking?”

Meanwhile, over at Mount Justice, the remaining Leaguers gathered in front of the monitor. Batman's voice was heard, but he didn't show his face on the monitor. It'd been that way since the Empire conquered Earth. “As you all know, Oliver was captured.”

Tears rolled down Black Canary's face, Aquaman looked on in silence, Giovanni sighed, and Martian Manhunter looked down. Red Tornado showed no emotion whatsoever. The Team watched in silence, except Artemis, who was fighting with tears and losing.

“The time for mourning is not now,” Batman continued. “He was not captured by the Empire. Deathstroke and Sportsmaster captured him.”

“Why don't we go rescue him?” demanded Superboy.

“Remember what happened with Shazam and Flash?” asked Giovanni. Superboy looked down in response. Shazam and Flash were certain that they could rescue Hal Jordan and John Stewart, only to discover it was a trap.

“I've been monitoring their communications,” Batman continued. “They took him to Psimon. From what I could gather, Psimon is going to rip your location from Oliver's brain. He may have already done it.”

“Which means that they might be on their way here now,” Martian Manhunter added.

“Does that mean it's time?” asked Aquaman.

“Time for what, my king?” asked Aqualad. The other members of the Team looked around. None of them knew what it was.

“Time for the Team to make it's exit,” Black Canary explained. “we want you to flee the planet. We've contacted some people, and they'll get you all to safety.”

“You're just telling us to leave? Don't we get a say in this?” asked Robin.

“No. You wanted to join the League, and you got to do it the League's way,” Batman replied. “And the League's way is for you to leave the planet until all this blows over. We don't have much time. There is a virtual army outside Mount Justice now. J'onn, give her the control.”

Martian Manhunter gave a control with a red button on it to M'gann. “This is going to get your ship to the rendezvous location. You all will be taking two sets of Zeta tubes to get to two different locations.”

“So that we all don't get caught at the same place, right?” asked Wally.

“Right, Wally,” Black Canary replied.

“Group One will consist of Aqualad, Superboy, and Artemis. Group Two will consist of Miss Martian, Robin, and Kid Flash. Zantanna will also be joining Group One,” Batman said. Right at that moment, Zantanna arrived via Zeta-tube.

Protests immediately jumped off everyone's lips, but before the discussion could turn into a debate, a loud rumbling echoed through the cave. “They're here!” Artemis shouted.
“Get to the Zeta Tubes,” Batman said, “That's an order.”

“No! I will stay and fight with my King!” shouted Aqualad. Similar answers came from the rest of the Team and Zantanna.

“Stand down, Aqualad,” ordered Aquaman. “We need you off-planet. Now go!” He and the other Leaguers hurried to stall the Imperial Forces.

“Ereh meht peek!” shouted Giovanni. A rocky formation blocked them off from the rest of the League. Superboy began to pound the rocks to break through the wall.

“I've never seen Batman so depressed,” Robin said.

“I thought he was always depressed,” Wally teased.

“Maybe he's lost hope,” offered Miss Martian.

“Why wouldn't he lose hope?” asked Artemis. “We've lost the entire Justice League, and Lex Luthor is running the government.”

Superboy turned away from the rocks dejected. “It's no use. I can't break through them.”
“Then our only option out of here is the Zeta Tubes,” Aqualad said.

“Just as soon as I get Wolf here,” Superboy replied.

“I can help with that!” said Zantanna. Waving her wand, she said, “Ereh flow gnirb!” The big mangy wolf appeared nearby. Superboy picked him up and carried him through his Zeta Tube. The rest of the Team did the same.

In the Batcave, both Alfred and Batman looked at one another. “Sir, do you really imagine that they will pull it off? Are you certain that they won't just give up?”

“Yes; giving up is for rookies. They're not rookies,” Batman replied. “In the meantime, I'm going to investigate how all those collars were smuggled out of Belle Reave. Someone planned the whole thing. I'm going to find out who. And it's time for the List, Alfred.”

 

Chapter 2: Arrival is here! I know it's been a month, but I promise you, the wait is worth it all. I should also mention that the character Batman and Alfred are referring to is someone who didn't appear in Young Justice, but should have. Bonus points if you can tell me who it is!

Darkness. That was the first thing Superboy noticed when he exited the tube. Placing Wolf on the ground, he chuckled, “Of course Batman would send us to a cave.” A faint light emanated off of the wall nearby.

It was a red switch surrounded by dim lights. Under the switch was the word “Power.” Superboy threw the switch. Instantly, the cave was flooded with light. It blinded Superboy and Wolf momentarily. When he opened his eyes, he saw Artemis standing behind him.

“We could have done something,” said Artemis. “We're not some civilians in the middle of a battle.”

“What's done is done,” Aqualad replied just as Zantanna arrived. Tears poured down her cheeks.

“I stayed to see if we could pull out ahead,” Zantanna said between tears. “From what I could tell from the noise, we were winning until Psimon, Deathstroke, Sportsmaster, and a few other villains arrived on the scene. We lost.”

“We lost the day Superman was captured by the Empire,” Superboy replied, “this is just the final skirmish.”

“No it's not,” Aqualad said with confidence. “As long as we draw breath, we will work to liberate Earth and find our mentors.”

“If they're even alive,” Superboy added.

“We don't know that they're dead either,” Artemis challenged.

“They were alive when they were shipped off-planet,” Zantanna reminded.

“But those were Leaguers with powers like Shazam and Flash,” noted Superboy. Artemis' eyes widened. The Empire might straight up execute her mentor.

“Enough!” shouted Aqualad. “We are going to carry on as if they are alive. And Superboy, need I remind you that the most dangerous Leaguer does not have any powers? More villains fear him than they did Superman.”

Superboy looked down at the floor. Superman was a powerhouse, but he was also gentler than some of the other heroes. If he were to catch a powerful villain, that villain would be back out on the street ready to fight again. But that same villain would go out of his way to avoid meeting the Dark Knight, even though he had the power to match Superman.

The clanking of metal was heard further in the cave. All eyes turned to see the metal creature. Earth had been introduced to these since the Imperials required them to translate. They were droids. To anyone who knew about droids, it would appear that the droid was an old Commando Droid from the Clone Wars with a protocol droid's head attached. It was painted black with the yellow and black symbol of Batman. No weapons were visible, except for a utility belt similar in style to Batman and Robin's. It also had a long, flowing black cape behind it.

It waved and spoke in English, “Recognized: Aqualad, Superboy, Artemis, Zantanna. My name is SeeBeeATeeOhOne, or Computerized Bat Assistance Translator. I am fluent in many common languages throughout the galaxy. I was designed by Red Tornado and Batman to be your translator and guide across the galaxy. I will be in frequent contact with Batman and updating him on your progress.”

“It's nice to meet you, SeeBeeATeeOhOne,” Zantanna replied.

“Doesn't he trust us? We don't need a babysitter,” Superboy added.

“I am not your babysitter; I am your guide and translator,” SeeBee corrected. “I will also be assisting you on any missions you perform. I am programmed with combat analysis and martial arts.”

“Do you know what we need to do now?” asked Aqualad.

“Yes, I've contacted the leader of the Rebel Cell on this planet: Ryloth, and he will make arrangements for you to be smuggled out of the planet,” SeeBee added. “Once we rendezvous with your friends, I have a message from Batman for you all.”

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Robin was the first of the second group to go through the zeta tube. He really didn't pay much attention to his surroundings because he was still in deep thought. He was certain that there was more to sending the Team off-planet than keeping them safe.

Robin looked around, noticing his surroundings for the first time. He was in a hut of some kind in the middle of the desert. Outside the hut, twin suns blasted the planet with overwhelming heat. A table stood in the center of the room with a device of some kind. A note was written next to it. It read, This is a vidmap. It will get you to the Smuggler taking you to the rendezvous point. There are two sets of clothes; one for Kid Flash and the other for Robin. Miss Martian can shape-shift. The man you are looking for is named Han Solo. I've already paid him in advance.

He turned to see the Wally and M'gann standing behind him. “I guess we're here,” Robin said. “It's most likely that Batman put me here to lead this group temporarily.”

“Well, you and Aqualad were the best choices for overall Team Leader,” Wally replied, “So if the group was to be separated, I would pick both of you to lead.”

“Which brings the first issue: how do we communicate with the locals here?” Robin asked out loud.

“Those protocol droids were handy on Earth,” sighed M'gann, before tapping her head. “Hello, M'gann! I learned Galactic Basic when Uncle J'onn and I were reading the Stormtroopers' minds.” When she said her uncle's name, her voice was filled with pain. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“It's okay, M'gann,” Robin said, “we'll find him. He was caught by the Imperials so that we could escape.”

“You're right,” M'gann said after a few moments. “Let's not waste his sacrifice.” She wiped the tears from her eyes and used her shape-shifting powers. Her green skin was replaced by white skin, her red hair changed to black, and her skirt and top were replaced by a light brown long-sleeve shirt and black pants.

Wally and Robin exited the adjoining room dressed in similar outfits. Their costumes were stuffed in the bags they held at their sides. “Are we ready?” asked Robin.

“These clothes are way too hot,” moaned Wally.

Robin picked up the vidmap. It was already programmed to take them to somewhere called Mos Eisley Cantina. “I have a bad feeling about this,” he murmured to himself before walking towards the door.

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Luthor's office used to be the very office the President of the United States occupied. Of course, when Earth surrendered, the Imperials deposed the President for protesting, and to make a point, placed Luthor in the White House.

Luthor smiled. Now that the League was out of the way, he and the Light could really get to work. Mankind could finally advance itself without the hindrance of the League. What made him nervous was that for the Empire to win, the Light came out of the shadows for a moment. But that moment would be noticed by Batman. Which is why he was so adamant that Aubrim capture the Dark Knight.

Luthor had spent the next hour yelling at Aubrim's incompetence. For again, Batman was not captured. What made him far more nervous was that the sidekicks weren't captured either. Not that it mattered to him, but if they were caught by the Empire, he would lose his son forever. Despite their differing ideologies, Luthor deep down cared for his son. He was determined to find Superboy before the Empire did, if only to save him.

A hologram of Grand Moff Tarkin appeared on Luthor's desk. “You requested to speak with me, Moff Luthor?”

“Yes, Grand Moff, I did,” Luthor replied. “I have eliminated the Insurgents calling themselves the Justice League.”

“You took them alive I hope?” Tarkin asked, raising an eyebrow. “The Emperor would be displeased to hear that any of them died. His displeasure is not a pleasant thing.”

Luthor's mind shuddered. During his time on Coruscant, he'd met the Emperor. Something told Luthor there was more to the withered old man in a hood than he was shown. Luthor decided it was best not to play with the Emperor.

“No, I took them alive,” Luthor added. “And they will be shipped to the Fleet as soon as possible. There is one, arguably the most dangerous one, that we can't seem to find.”

“You told me when we conquered your planet that we held the most dangerous one,” Tarkin recalled.

“No, I said that you had the most powerful one,” Luthor corrected, “not the most dangerous one. He could wreck havoc to the Empire. I need sharp tools to do a job right, not a dull blade like Aubrim.”

“What do you want, Luthor?” Tarkin demanded, getting slightly irritated.

“I want Grand Admiral Thrawn. He's the only one who could find the one we need,” Luthor replied, “and unlike Aubrim, he won't fail.”

Tarkin stroked his chin in thought for a moment, then said, “You may have Grand Admiral Thrawn for your quarry. If your man is as good as you claim, Thrawn will enjoy beating him at his own game.”

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Deep in the Batcave, the Dark Knight mused. His list of possible candidates for his plan was long, and he intended to talk with each one in private. Nearly all of them were displaced sidekicks from the Empire's relentless attacks. He'd kept tabs on them and insured their safety. He was cycling through them to choose which ones were capable of performing what he intended to do.

“Sir, won't your Team feel betrayed if you do this?” asked Alfred, raising an eyebrow.

“They're too familiar to the Empire. The group I have in mind will be able to pull of these tasks without being recognized,” Batman replied, “They need to pull off their mission and I will pull off mine.”

“Does that include her, Sir?” asked Alfred, pointing to a picture of a white-haired girl with an eye-patch. “She cut out her own eye.”

“She was drugged, Alfred,” Batman replied. “Given the proper training and teacher, she could become a vital asset to this Team.”

“If you say so, Sir,” Alfred said. “Do you intend for Miss Barbara and Master Tim to join as well?”

“When the time is ripe, Alfred,” Batman replied. “In the meantime, I'm certain that Professor Strange is the link to the Justice League's fall.” Professor Strange's picture appeared on the Batcomputer. “There was a massive breakout the day Superman was captured. The Empire didn't just get it's hands on those power dampening collars. They were perfectly prepared for it all.”

“Are you certain?” asked Alfred.

“Yes, and he's now a close affiliate of Lex Luthor,” Batman replied. “who just happened to be appointed governor when the Imperials won. That's not a light coincidence.” A picture of Lex and Strange standing next to one another appeared on the screen.

“Are you suggesting a collaboration, Sir?” asked Alfred. “Between Strange and Luthor?”

“It goes much deeper than that. Sportsmaster, Deathstroke, and Psimon are in on this, too. They were at Mount Justice,” Batman noted. “My surveillance picked it all up.” A video of the fight in Mount Justice appeared on the screen, with Deathstroke, Sportsmaster, and Psimon taking center stage.

“What do you intend to do about it?” asked Alfred. “You don't have the League to back you up. Deathstroke alone is a challenge for you.”

“I'm not fighting them yet, Alfred. There's something deeper in this, and I'm going to find out what it is,” Batman replied. “In the meantime, Bruce Wayne was asked to meet with Moff Luthor. I might be able to learn something.”

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The ramp to the shuttle touched the ground. Stormtroopers stood in line at attention on either side of the pathway. Two men with red robes wielding spears exited first. They were followed by a withered old man wearing a black robe.

The old man had come more and more frequently since the captives from Terarria arrived. Normally, his errand boy, Vader, would show up to do his bidding, but the Emperor took a personal interest in these prisoners.

The old man walked down the pathway between the rows of stormtroopers, bringing his gaze to the man standing in the center of it: the First Brother, leader of the Inquisitors, and several of the command staff. The First Brother knelt as the Emperor stepped closer, and the command staff did likewise.

“Have you found anything else?” the Emperor hissed, motioning for them to rise. They rose and followed him down a corridor.

“No,” the First Brother replied. “Our repeated attempts to turn them have proved fruitless. We have tried nearly everything, but they are strong-willed.” They had tried torture, starvation, and isolation. None of it seemed to work on the prisoners at hand.

“Which one is the weakest?” the Emperor asked, turning to the First Brother.

“The one they call Captain Marvel,” the First Brother replied. “At first glance, he appears the oldest and wisest, but he acts like a child.”

“Focus everything on him,” the Emperor growled. “Have they all been captured?”

“More of them were caught in a raid orchestrated by Moff Luthor. They are due soon,” the First Brother replied. “He seems paranoid about one specific one. From all reports I've received, he is the one to least worry about.”

“Good, good,” the Emperor replied. He smiled maliciously. Everything was proceeding as he had foreseen it. “Report to me, and me alone, when you've broken him.”

 

The Inquisitor is sharp. Captain Marvel (AKA Shazam) acts like a kid because he is a kid. But that might actually end up working in his favor. Kids can be stupid brave. And very stubborn.

 

True.

 

Oh, finally, we get more! Plot is definitely thickening... and things are getting dark for our heroes. So Batman's alter-ego is off to see Lex? That doesn't bode well. And how high will Lex's ambitions get? Maybe Vader will be giving him the take-down.

The sidekicks are (more or less) safely off-world, though I was a bit amused by Miss Martian's decision to shapeshift. In GFFA, who would notice a girl with green skin? But then, having multiple disguise options won't be a bad thing. And Batman thinks bringing in Ravager is a good idea? He's a bit optimistic; I wouldn't trust her!

I loved the description of Green Arrow's battle; he really gave it his all. I'd forgotten about the boxing glove arrow; for a moment, I thought Harley Quinn was jumping in to the fray. Bashing bucketheads seems like something she'd enjoy!

And I liked this:

Wally's right, how could you tell? Especially if he's going to be pitted against Thrawn... this will definitely be a battle of minds! (Although Bruce is no artist, so less for the Blue Guy to study). My odds are on Bruce.

 

Mistress_Renata She was on the Teen Titans. Before the Dark Times. Before . . . New 52. She's okay.

 

Nope. I read the gn where she goes psycho and nearly gets them all killed. Not okay, and I wouldn't want her guarding MY back, no matter how many excuses are offered for her behavior! Still, an interesting addition to the mix. And please put Harley in there at some point? She is chaos personified, and while she may be going along for the moment, at a certain point all the discipline and order is bound to set her off.

 

Oh this is awesomely cool! I will always look at a well-crafted cross-over and this is a fascinating merge of two fandoms. And if that wasn't enough, ahem, you'd've had me at Thrawn.

 

Without further ado, I present Chapter 2: Blurrgs and Tuskgens.

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The foursome had just finished changing into civilian clothes, minus Zantanna, who changed hers through a spell, when C-BAT announced that the messenger from the Rebel Cell arrived.​

They were quickly ushered to meet the creature, a green-skinned humanoid female with long, vine-like attachments sprouting from her head and ending behind her shoulder. C-BAT explained that they were “lekku” and that they were used to communicate. The creature said something in another language. Aqualad assumed it to be Basic. C-BAT translated. “She said her name is Numa.”

Aqualad nodded. “It is good to meet you, Numa. I am Aqualad, this is Artemis, Zantanna, and Superboy.” He pointed to each one individually as he said their names.

C-BAT relayed the message to Numa, who said something else in Basic. “She says that it is an honor to meet you. She wishes that it were under better circumstances.”

Aqualad replied, “I agree. I understand that you are to get us off the planet safely.”

C-BAT relayed the message again. Numa nodded, then waved the group forward. “She wants you to follow her,” C-BAT announced. The group followed Numa, who led them out of the cave.

Outside the cave, a contingent of two-legged beasts awaited them. They were greenish-gray and had dozens of spiky teeth. The creatures, except the lead, bore riders that were like Numa, except with different skin colors. Numa climbed on the lead mount, and motioned for the others to do the same.

Zantanna immediately raised an eyebrow. “What are these?” she asked. Her hand moved to her nose instinctively as she breathed in. The beasts smelled worse than a hundred cows.

C-BAT merrily replied, “Why Miss Zatara, these are Blurrgs. They're not dangerous and can move up to thirty kilometers per hour.” He strolled to the lead Blurrg and climbed on.

Superboy gave a shrug and leaped onto one of the mounts. One of the riders offered Artemis a hand up, but she shook her head and climbed on herself. Aqualad climbed onto his mount as well. Zantanna reluctantly climbed onto one of the beasts. Numa shouted an order, and the beasts began moving.

* * * *
Robin, Miss Martian, and Kid Flash trudged through the seemingly endless sand for an eternity, or so it seemed to them. They stopped for a short break. “We're halfway to Mos Eisley,” Robin announced, looking up from the vidmap. The other two groaned.

Wally lifted up his canteen to take a sip, and discovered that most of it was already gone. “We're not going to make it that far,” he groaned. “I'm out of water.”

“I don't have much water left either,” M'gann said, shaking her canteen.

“We have to keep going,” Robin said. “We might find water somewhere. I hope.” He scanned the area around to see if any were nearby. All he saw was rocky outcroppings all around him. No sign of water. Something moved among the outcropping. He rubbed his eyes. It was nothing. Just an illusion.

He turned back to the group intending to tell them to continue, but was distracted by an ear piercing scream from the rocky outcropping. Where nothing stood a moment ago, now was an ugly creature waving a stick above it's head. It screamed again, and a dozen or so of such creatures appeared around them.

Robin, Wally, and M'gann flew into action. M'gann's eyes flashed, and a sandstorm whirled around a pair of the creatures. Wally darted in and out, dealing a flurry of punches to the raiding party. Robin vanished, and laughter could be heard from the rocks surrounding the battle. A pair of the enemies looked around in confusion, only for the Boy Wonder give one a hard kick to the chest.

But it seemed that for every one they knocked down, three or four more appeared in their places, all accompanied by the scream from the one atop the cliff. Through their telepathic link, Robin shouted, “Go for the guy up there. He's the leader."

Robin, who had left his utility belt on, reached for his grappling hook. He fired it at the rocky outcropping and zipped up to it, only to receive a bash to the head with the stick. His arm let go of the hook, and he came crashing down from the cliff. The last thing he heard before everything went dark was another cry from the creature.

Wally stopped fighting to go rescue his friend, but one moment was all his opponents needed. A sickening thud told Wally that he had finally been hit. He collapsed to the ground.

M'gann was the only one still standing. She hovered above the screaming creatures, out of range of their attacks, dishing out attacks at range, and using occasional telekenesis. The sound of a blaster echoed in her ears, just before a sharp pain slammed into her shoulder. A cheer came from one of the rocky outcroppings. She shouted in pain, then began to plummet towards the ground. Several of the creatures awaited, lifting their sticks high.

Just before they could hit her, flashes of blue hit the surrounding creatures in a whirlwind of death. The ones who survived fled into the canyon, including the ones on top. “I've got more where that came from!” shouted a voice deeper in the canyon. M'gann blacked out.

* * * *
Bruce Wayne arrived at Moff Luthor's office. He was immediately ushered in to see the Moff of Terarria. When he entered, Lex rose to meet him. “Bruce, it's good to see you again!”

That statement was a bit out of place for Bruce. While he and Lex both ran in overlapping social circles and saw one another at parties and important events in both Gotham and Metropolis, Lex seemed to see them as competition first. But now he was greeting him like he was greeting an old friend.

Bruce decided to play along to see what Lex was after. Despite his desire not to, he hugged Lex as if he were an old friend. Lex didn't like it either, but kept a smile plastered on his face. “I haven't seen you since you became Moff!” Bruce exclaimed.

After a moment or two, Lex pulled away from Bruce's hug. turned to the pair of stormtroopers stationed as his guards. “I need to speak with Mr. Wayne on a matter of confidentiality,” he announced. The stormtroopers nodded and left the room.

Lex waited for a moment, then spoke. “Bruce, I asked you here to discuss a pressing matter with you.”

“If you're still trying to buy out WayneTech, the answer is no,” Bruce replied, crossing his arms.

Lex shot Bruce a glare. “This is far more important than our business rivalry. I asked you here to appeal to your patriotism.”

“Patriotism to your Empire?” Bruce demanded.

“No, to your country and planet,” Lex replied.

“Isn't that a bit treasonous for the Moff of Terarria?” asked Bruce. He raised an eyebrow.

“I took this position because it was better for me to take it than someone far worse,” Luthor replied. “I love this planet and this country.” Moving in closer, he said in a softer tone. “I asked you here to help me form an Insurgency.”

Bruce's eyes widened. “You want to form an Insurgency? I want the Empire gone just as much as you do, but I don't even know how to form one!”


“I'll present my cases to you at the meeting,” Luthor replied. “But it will have to do with your vast resources and technological abilities.”

Bruce thought for a moment. “Alright, I'm in. When is the meeting?”

“I'll contact you when it's time,” Lex replied, then said in a much louder tone. “It was good to see you old friend!”

“And you,” Bruce replied, moving towards the door. He didn't know if it was a trick to lure out insurgents, but Lex sounded earnest. He looked at Lex one final time before he left. “What's your game, Lex?” he thought to himself as he made his way back to the limo waiting for him.

* * * *
The First Brother watched the Stormtroopers busily unloading the contents of the newly-arrived shuttle. Carbonite forms of Green Arrow, Black Canary, Giovanni, Martian Manhunter, and Aquaman were placed in a line. A crate carrying the dismantled parts of Red Tornado lay next to the line.

“Proceed,” the Inquisitor ordered. Stormtroopers unfroze the carbonite blocks. In a moment, five figures were slumping on the floor, blind from carbonite sickness. Each was help to his or her feet by another pair of Stormtroopers.

The Inquisitor slowly walked down the line. He waved his hand and the Stormtroopers dragged off Green Arrow. The same process was repeated on Black Canary, Giovanni, and Aquaman. His gaze finally met Martian Manhunter. “Bring him to the Interrogation Room,” the Inquisitor ordered. The Stormtroopers began dragging the Martian in that direction.

The First Brother turned to follow, but one of the Stormtroopers stopped him. “What do we do with the droid, Sir?” he asked, tilting his head toward the crate.

The Inquisitor was about to order it destroyed, but then a thought crossed his twisted mind. A cruel smile crossed his face. “Reprogram it. I'm certain that it could be proven useful for the Empire.”

He then made his way to the Interrogation Room. The Stormtroopers were finalizing the process of strapping Martian Manhunter to a table. “What do you expect to learn from me that you haven't already?” the Martian demanded. One of the Stormtroopers slapped him across the face in response.

“Oh, it's nothing you can give me,” the First Brother said. The cruel smile reemerged on his face as one of the Stormtroopers gave him a lit torch. He turned to face the other figure across the room.

Captain Marvel met the Inquisitor's gaze. He struggled at the chains attached to the wall while the Inquisitor's torch moved closer to his friend. He clenched his fists, wishing he could do something. His collar prevented him from transforming back, so he could do nothing but watch while they tortured his friend.

 

Serious trouble for the group taken by the Inquisitor! Interesting offer by Luthor. Wonder if it's a trap?

 

Admiral Ackbar would be suspicious. But on the other hand, better the devil you know.....

 

Chapter 4: Delays

So, I've been adjusting to college and waiting for time to finish this. Here goes:



The group had been riding for nearly an hour. Zantanna was already starting to feel sore from the ride. Artemis looked up at the rocky formations surrounding them, admiring their beauty. A dark spot moved. Artemis eyed them further. Another shadow moved. She was just about to say something, when a rain of red flashes poured into the canyon.

Several of the Blurrgs fell dead, and some with their riders. Artemis couldn't tell what happened to Numa, but C-BAT's stumbled towards her shouting in both Basic and English, “Dark Troopers!”

Superboy didn't know what a Dark Trooper was, but by the reactions on the Rebels' faces, it wasn't good. He helped the Rebels take cover in the few places they could, only to realize that behind them were four Imperial Snipers.

Artemis narrowly avoided being hit by a shot by the marksmen above. She launched an arrow and trapped the one of the Snipers in a netting. She continued to pick off the Snipers with various trick arrows, while keeping their attention on herself.

It took Zantanna a moment to realize that the ambushers on the far side of the canyon were invisible, using cloaking devices. She shouted, “Elbisiv meht ekam!” The five troopers raining death from the sky were suddenly in plain view. Superboy leaped to the top of the canyon and quickly dispatched them.

By the time it was over, all of the Blurrgs and many riders lay dead. Zantanna bowed her head. “This was all our fault. We caused this.”

Aqualad shook his head. “This was an ambush for the Rebels, not us. They were as surprised to see us as we were to see them.” When Artemis and Superboy rejoined them, the four were silent for a short while.

C-BAT strolled up to them and said, “I am not programmed to feel emotions, but from what I can tell, each of you is observing the interesting custom of mourning the dead.”

The four turned to look at the droid. Artemis clenched her fists. Superboy frowned. Zantana said, “These people died for us and your miserable bolts! The least you could do is show some respect while we bury them!”

Aqualad put his hand on Zantanna's shoulder and said, “Leave it be. Let's bury the dead and continue on our way.” Turning to C-BAT, he asked, “Are you able to contact the Rebel Cell on this planet?”

C-BAT shook his head. “My communications suffered damage when I was thrown from the Blurrg,” he explained. “My geographical map is also fragmented.”

Superboy surveyed the bodies. “Hey, there's only five riders here,” he noted. “All six Blurrgs are dead, but there's only five dead riders.”

“Numa's missing,” Artemis added. With renewed fortitude, the group began to search for any sign of their Twi'lek guide.

A screeching sound was heard above. It was the unmistakable sound of a TIE Fighter. The group tried to take cover, but not before a green blast of energy hit the ground nearby.

“They are looking for their missing companions,” Aqualad said.

“Well now, they're looking for us,” Artemis added.

“What do we do?” asked Zantanna.

“I say we wait and fight,” Superboy said, clenching his fist.

“My calculations indicate that the TIE Fighter will return in approximately two minutes,” C-BAT said.

Aqualad thought for a moment. “The goal is to get to a safe place, not fight,” he said. “We should get as far away from here as we can.” The others nodded in agreement, except Superboy, who grunted in response. C-BAT announced that Aqualad's “internal logic was sound.”

The group began making their way west as quickly as they could, but not before they were sighted by the TIE circling back.

* * * *
M'gann opened her eyes. She lay on a mat just inside of a cave of some sort. “How did I get here?” she wondered. Tapping her head, she said, “Hello M'gann! We were ambushed.” Rising to her feet, a stinging pain erupted from her shoulder. Turning to look at it, she remembered that she had been hit by one of the earlier attackers. Someone had cleaned and bandaged the wound.

M'gann looked around trying to find a clue as to where she was. Her companions lay unconscious on mats next to her. Wally's leg had a bandage on it and Robin had a wrap around his forehead. She leaned over to wake them. “Robin, Wally, wake up!” Wally rolled over and murmured something in his sleep.

Robin's eyes flashed open and he jumped to his feet, as if he were expecting an ambush. His eyes darted across the room, before he reached up to rub his head. “Man, it feels like my head is a bell and the clapper is banging around inside. Where are we anyway?”

“I don't know,” M'gann replied, “I just woke up.”

Pointing to the wrap around Wally's leg, Robin said, “Whoever did this is probably a friend. An enemy isn't likely to patch you up.” He leaned over to Wally, “Wake up! We've got to get moving.”

Wally's eyes flickered open. “Where are we?” he asked.

“That's what we're trying to figure out,” Robin replied, “but we've got to get moving. We need to get to Mos Eisley as soon as possible.”

The trio made their way to the exit of the cave. The light blinded them as they looked out. Just as they stepped out, Wally felt a hand on his shoulder. He whirled around to see a man standing before him.

The man vaguely reminded Wally of a Stormtrooper, but the helmet was narrower and rounder. A fin stuck out from the top of the helmet, too. The shoulders were orange marked as was the helmet, indicating someone of high ranking. The armor itself was marked black in many places, which meant that this man had been in battle many times. He said, “I wouldn't go out there if I were you. No point in me saving your life only to lose you to a sandstorm.”

M'gann translated for the others. Robin stepped forward and said, “We have to reach Mos Eisley.”

M'gann translated. If the man weren't wearing a helmet, his face would have showed a look of shock. “What are you kids looking for at Mos Eisley?”

“We have a contact there,” Robin explained. “And we're already delayed to meet him.”

The soldier shook his head. “Kid, just wait out the storm and I'll take you to Mos Eisley, alright?”

Robin looked out to the desert, then back in the cave. “Alright, we'll wait,” he decided.

“You kids hungry?” asked the soldier.

“Of course we are!” exclaimed Wally.

The soldier led them to a small fire nearby. “I usually have more here, but I couldn't make it to the village. Had to keep the Tuskgen Raiders off of you.”

“That's what those were called?” asked Robin. “Why did they attack us?”

“There's not too much known about them; they usually attack without reason. Best I know about them is that they believe that all water is sacred and it's theirs,” the soldier replied. He turned over the spit above the fire. “I heard that before the Clone Wars they weren't as violent, but something happened to cause them to virtually declare war on the folks here.”

“Isn't the government doing something about it?” asked Wally.

“Which one: the Underworld or the Empire?” asked the soldier. “Answer for both is no. Jabba the Hutt doesn't care about anyone but himself. In droughts, he collects a huge water tax so he can take his luxury baths. As for the Empire, there's really no reason for them to. As long as they remain unaffected, nothing will be done.”

M'gann and Wally both stared wide-eyed. Robin lowered his head. After all, he was used to it; this planet was just a gigantic desert Gotham, just without anyone to defend it. He clenched his fist. “What can we do about it?”

“Nothing kid. You help the civilians and they praise you, the Empire locks you up for insurrection. You fight Jabba, he releases his favorite Bounty Hunters on you and you're done,” the soldier replied.


“But you helped us,” M'gann noted. “Why?”

The soldier looked down at the cooking meat and said, “Think it's about done. I'm afraid we'll have to settle for Womp Rat.” He began handing out portions of it. “I'd normally have spices to add, but I used the last of that yesterday.”

Robin, Wally, and M'gann took a look at one another, then at the meat in front of them. Wally shrugged and said, “Bon apetite!” and took a big bite. It took him a few tries, but he managed to get the bite down before taking another bite. Robin slowly nibbled away at his. M'gann took a bite and made a face-the meat was stringy and tasteless.

In order to turn attention away from her food, she asked again, “Why did you help us? From what you said, it's every man for himself here.”

“Kid, I was a soldier. It was my job to keep people safe,” their host replied, then bowed his head. “And I failed. I was the very weapon they used to destroy the very thing I was to defend. It's time I atoned for that.”

“That's why you saved us, Mister-?” asked Wally between mouthfuls.

“Cody. Call me Cody,” the soldier replied. He took off his helmet. He was an old man with a mustache curved over the sides of his mouth. But the thing that grabbed M'gann's attention was the sad eyes.

“Well, you've told us your story. It's time we told you ours,” Wally said. Robin shook his head, but Wally added, “He's obviously not a friend of the Empire, or he wouldn't have trash-talked them.” Wally told Cody everything-about Earth's conquering, the Empire, and why they were running. Cody listened intently while the story was laid out.

“So you kids are running from the Empire?” he asked, with one eyebrow raised.

“Yes,” Robin finally said. “That's why we need to get to Mos Eisley. We're supposed to find someone named Han Solo. He'll get us to safety.”

Cody laughed. “Han and safety do not go well together, but if you think that's your ticket outta here, be my guest.”

* * * *
Lex tried to keep a stock-still position while at the same time hiding his excitement. This was all going to be perfect. Everything was going according to plan; according to his plan. After a moment of viewing the dignitary, he said, “Welcome to Terraria, Admiral Thrawn.”

“Dispense with the pleasantries. We both know why I'm here,” the blue-skinned Chiss replied.

Luthor nodded in agreement. “We can discuss that in my office immediately.”

Once the pair arrived in Luthor's office, Luthor laid out his case. “The Justice League has been caught for the most part,” he said, “but one still escapes us. I'm certain he's still alive. The Empire is making a dangerous mistake by leaving him. I need you to find him.”

“Of course,” Thrawn said, “where would one be most likely to find him?”

Luthor handed Thrawn a datapad. “These are his known allies, associates, and places he's seen. I'd also recommend visiting Arkham Asylum; most of the inmates were put there our Bat Problem. I feel as if I should warn you: never underestimate him.”

Thrawn nodded. “I try to accurately calculate their abilities and skills. If this is as you say, I will find this an entertaining challenge, nonetheless. I will head to Gotham City immediately. I will report to you when I catch him.”

“I would expect nothing less from the best,” Luthor replied, as Thrawn made his way to the door. “I do have a special request. I have a special squad of Stormtroopers I'd like you to take with you. They're more familiar with Gotham than most Imperials.”

“Very well, I shall take them with me,” Thrawn agreed. He shut the door behind him. Luthor grinned. He would get more than just one report from Thrawn; he'd get every conversation, every call, every interview. The squad of Stormtroopers were on his payroll, and Thrawn calmly let him do it.

Turning on his communicator, he said, “Call that meeting. It's time to show the world the Light.”

* * * *
Alfred slowly descended the steps into the Batcave. “A dignitary from the Empire, sir?” he asked, looking over at the Batcomputer's massive screen. Batman was unhappily viewing footage of the arrival of an Imperial Shuttle.

“Not just any dignitary Alfred,” Batman replied, zooming in on the dignitary. “It's Grand Admiral Thrawn. My contacts off world have told me that he is the best the Empire has. He has yet to fail a mission.”

“What do you suppose he's here for?” asked Alfred. “No one would actively promote an insurrection after what happened to Texas.” Batman grimaced.The Texan Revolt, as it was named, was an attempt to drive the Empire off the planet. Except it wasn't a Revolt; it was a massacre of Imperials and those who sided with them. Led by General Lang, the Patriots, as the murderers called themselves, committed atrocities to the Imperial personnel. The Justice League received word that the Empire was going to retaliate, and did not intervene, despite Captain Atom's protests. As a result, Captain Atom left the League, and was among the few survivors of the Revolt after the Empire avenged it's own. Those were assigned to work camps placed across the world at the command of Luthor, except Atom, who was shipped off-world.

“He's after me,” Batman said, “I'm the only one of the Justice League left. Luthor pulled strings to get him here.”

“What are you going to do?” asked Alfred.

“If he wants to play, we'll play,” Batman said. “In the meantime, we've got to get our Team assembled. I was going to wait until after I was contacted by the Team, but now I can't wait for them.” He put on his mask and headed to the car.

 

Oooh, things are progressing because of and in spite of the various delays. Cool to meet Cody and I had a at his assessment of Han and safety. Whew, with Thrawn in the mix, it's going to be a tough challenge for each side. Thrawn is a brilliant strategist.

 

Oh, nice so far! I'm wondering how the first team will deal with that TIE fighter. Although maybe Artemis has an arrow... And where DID Numa go? Is there a double agent in the Rebel camp? Hmmm...

Yay, Cody! Fun to see him. Hiding out, lying low. I liked his comment about how no one knew why the Tusken Raiders had gotten so stirred up. I have a feeling he'll play a bigger role then just getting the kids safely to Han.

Thrawn and Lex. It's interesting... Lex plans to use Thrawn against Batman and yet I think he is himself being used. I get the feeling that the blue guy has pretty much figured out Lex, and will play along as long as it suits him. This three-way brain clash should be pretty epic (I think Luthor is the most disadvantaged and is in for a nasty shock at some point).