Disclaimer: I do not own Indian Jones or any characters that come from that blessed trilogy, they belong to Steven Speilberg and George Lucas. I do not own any of the characters that come from the blessed Star Wars Trilogy; they belong to George Lucas. I do not own Jedi Knight: Dark Forces II (from whence my main idea hath sprung), that belongs to George Lucas (do you get the feeling that George Lucas owns EVERYTHING?). Oh, and I do not own the idea of placing our favorite archeologist in that galaxy far, far away, that belongs to Freetrader (not George Lucas), whose brilliant crossover started this whole thing. And I do hope that he will finish the story that he began with that crossover, as I wish to know what happens. Anyways…on to the story:

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

STARWARS

Episode VII:

Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Valley

Peace has finally come to the galaxy. After the valiant efforts of the rebellion and the return of the Jedi, the New Republic has begun to blossom and slowly reach to the edges of the galaxy.

But upon this hopeful scene, a new shadow falls. Rumor has it that a Sith Lord has slowly positioned himself to find the long lost Valley of the Jedi.

This Valley is a hidden world where the souls of all deceased Jedi come to dwell. The Valley holds great power: the raw essence of the Force.

If the Sith is able to find the Valley and take the power held with in, it will spell doom to the flourishing Republic and plunge the galaxy back into

Imperial War…

Chapter 1

Dreams, Visions, and the Perils of Adventuring

He was standing in a sun-scorched desert. The winds were fierce, kicking up blinding sand and grit, and they brought neither comfort nor refuge from the inferno raging above. The horizon was unending sand except at one point. The tall pyramids of Giza rose on his right, sitting majestically where the sky meets the sand. He was alone.

But he was not alone. "I want you to go here." He turned his head and looked at a nomad sitting on the sand in front of him. The nomad stood up and repeated itself, "I want you to go here. On the summer solstice, a man will come to this spot to find you. You must be here to meet him. Do whatever he asks of you. The fate of the galaxy hangs in the balance. You must GO HERE!" The nomad thundered. "GO HERE!"

Indiana Jones jerked his head off of his desk. He opened bleary eyes and surveyed the pile of paper that surrounded him. "That's the last time I stay up all night grading exams." He mumbled. The archeologist stood, stretched and yawned, trying desperately to shake the effects of that very strange dream. He checked his watch and groaned. His next class started in ten minutes and he was a mess.

I need a break from this. It had been nearly two years since the Grail adventure and he had yet to be sent on any mission for anything and frankly he was bored. No, that was an understatement. He was dying to do something. Two years of teaching did have its positive side, though; he loved the kids that he taught. But it had also meant two years of papers, bureaucracy, and stagnation: boredom.

He thought back to his dream. Well, a trip to Egypt wouldn't be so bad. Summer's almost here, and I do need a vacation. Maybe I can talk Marcus into letting me write it off as a fact-finding tour…plans formed in Indiana's head as he walked to his class. Yeah, a fact-finding tour…that'll work. Anything to get out of here…

"There is a disturbance in the force." Luke Skywalker snapped opened his eyes to see the spectral image of his old mentor before him.

"Yes, Ben, I felt it. Do you know what it means?" The incorporeal Jedi flickered slightly as he answered.

"The Sith have re-arisen. Apparently Darth Sideous had an apprentice other than your father. I do no know who this new menace is, but I believe that your timely confrontation deprived him of his final training. He is not as powerful as a full Sith Lord could be."

"So, he's not so much of a threat?" Luke asked hopefully.

"No, he is even more of one. He is searching for the Valley of the Jedi." Luke's eyes widened.

"But I thought the Valley was a myth."

"Not a myth. It is real, and it holds power unimaginable. If this Sith can get inside the Valley…"
"No one will be able to stop him." Luke finished. He sighed. "But how do I find it? How can HE find it?"

"There are clues scattered about the galaxy. Pieces of a puzzle that must be solved so that you can find the location of the Valley."

"How do I find them? I don't even know where to begin or what to look for."

"That is taken care of. I have enlisted the aid of a human on Earth. You need to go there, find him, and get him to help you find the Valley."

"Earth? That little planet on the fringe of the galaxy?"

"Careful, Luke, small planets can produce great changes. I foresee that it is time for Earth to make its mark on the galaxy."

Luke dropped his head. "You're right. I'll get Han to help me out. I think that we're gonna need a pirate in on this."

"Good lad. But move quickly, time is of the essence." Obi-Wan Kenobi flickered out, leaving Luke alone to formulate a plan. He sighed. Better get to work

"Come on, Marcus, term ends in two days." Indiana Jones was standing in the office of his good friend, Marcus Brody. He was turning on all his charm, trying desperately to convince the museum director to let him go to Egypt. "I've got all my papers scored and the grades turned in and then it's three months of nothing. Just let me go."

The older English gentleman shook his head. "Indiana, the last time you were in Egypt you were kidnapped, shot at, beaten, tortured, driven over, drowned, buried alive, nearly blown up, nearly poisoned, and very nearly killed by snakes, pirates, submarines, torpedoes, Nazis, and even God HIMSELF. What makes you think that this time will be different?"

Indiana laughed. "Simple, I'm going on a fact-finding tour. That's all. I can't very well cross old Hitler doing that. Besides, I got the Ark didn't I?"

Marcus sighed. There is no stopping this man when he's like this. "Oh, alright. You can go to Egypt when term ends. But please, PLEASE be careful. I couldn't stand to lose you." But Indiana didn't hear the last part. He was already whooping like a schoolboy over the prospect of three months in Egypt.

"Thanks Marcus. I'll send you a post card when I get there."

"Nope, nada, nuh-uh, not in a million years, no, No, NO!" Luke was sitting in Han Solo's favorite watering hole trying desperately to convince his roguish friend to come with him to Earth.

"Han, please, the fate of the gal..."

"OH NO, not that 'fate of the galaxy' bit. The last time you pulled that one out I was kidnapped, captured, shot at, beaten, tortured, poisoned, frozen, blinded, nearly blown up, nearly eaten, and very nearly killed by bounty hunters, weird snake things, that pit monster, Jabba the Hut, Storm Troopers, Ewoks, and that black helmeted dad of yours. AND my ship, my beautiful, wonderful, perfect, insanely fast Falcon, got beat up. AND all I got for my efforts was some stupid medal and a bump up in rank in a rebelling army that would have gotten me executed if we didn't win. There is no WAY that I am going off on another hair brained scheme of that old fossil you keep talking to just because the 'fate of the galaxy is at stake'."

"But Han, the fate of the galaxy was at stake. And we did save it. And you got a very handsome reward for finding Leah. And didn't you end up getting her too?"

"Well…I…but…humph. Why do I have the feeling that you're using that Jedi mind control thing on me?"

"I'm not. But I am trying to persuade you. I need your help, you know that. Please? Come on, it'll be fun."

"I remember you saying that too before we plunged into the Death Star full speed ahead." Han Solo sighed. "Oh, alright, you win. I'll come and save the galaxy AGAIN. Where are we headed?"