A.N. I do not own StarWars and Kim Possible.

Kim Possible Belongs to Disney.

Star Wars Belongs to Lucasfilm Ltd.

I only own the story.

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A tiny star fighter zoomed through space without any particular destination.

Normally this would be suicidal, especially knowing the fact that you haven't got a hyper drive, but when the case is that you're being pursued by battle hardened clone-pilots and several large capital ships, which were under your command until recently you don't really have much of a choice.

Even a well-experienced Jedi master can be sometimes caught by surprise.

Exactly what happened and why is hard to tell. The last thing Master Dan can remember is he and his apprentice, Ash, a veteran pilot, were leading a battle over Bogden's moon until Ash took a direct hit from a torpedo, by his own squadron. These things are not fired by accident.

It was then when Master Dan pulled out of there and managed to avoid getting blasted into oblivion by his former clone-pilot wing mates.

'This is not a simple act of mutiny from battle-stressed soldiers' thought Master Dan, 'this is a well-organized plot against Jedi and it's my duty to warn the council of this outrageous act.'

Unfortunately flying to no-where was not part of his plan…there must be another way out of here that does not involve getting captured or killed.

Just as the thought came to mind red lights flashed in his cockpit and the ship began to shake.

"What's this?" asked the old man, to whom, he does not know.

He gripped the piloting stick and began to frantically hit buttons and tap scanners in case any of them missed an in coming torpedo. Nothing.

The ship continued to rock except now it was obvious something was pulling him off-course.

'Tractor beam? No…its too far!'

Now the ship fell further and faster, it flipped and turned out of control.

"What is happening!" he cried. He pulled back on the stick and punched the thrusters into afterburners. A bright light filled the cockpit that blinded his eyes.

Suddenly all went quiet and all Master Dan could hear was the sound of his voice…

"May the force guide me…"

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A.N. Alas, we leave the poor old man to his fate…

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