The Captain opened the door to Grand Admiral Thrawn's room. "One of the prisoners have escaped sir." He reported.

Thrawn's eyes glowed as he took in the captain. "Which one?" He asked.

"The female sir." The Captain said.

Thrawn considered and acknowledged. "Very well Captain. Continue as if nothing has happened."

The Captain raised an eyebrow. "Sir, I have a very bad feeling about this. The male took out two of our troops single-handed. I don't think we should take the female lightly."

Thrawn nodded. "Don't worry Captain. I'm not taking her lightly. Proceed as planned."

The Captain hesitated, then saluted and left.

Thrawn exhaled deeply. "I'm taking an awful risk here." He said into the shadows. "This had better work."

Darth Vader walked foreword quickly and knelt before the emporer. "My Lord, I –"

"I am aware of your failure Darth Vader." The emporer snarled.

The room went silent, save for Vader's breathing apparatus. "My lord… they were all strong in the force, if untrained in it. And several were trained in combat."

"Tell me lord Vader… are they all alive?"

"Yes my lord."

"And how many were brought in by force?"

"I managed to talk most of them down. Most were just confused, and I wore them down before explaining their situation. Some were fighting. Apparently, they were old enemies in their universe, but agreed to cooperate in this new environment."

"Excellent." The Emperor rose from his throne. "I will need all of them together to drain their force energy. Until then, I'll need their cooperation."

"I can keep them imprisoned."

The emperor stroked his chin. "No."

"My Lord?"

"As always Darth Vader, you look for the direct approach. Keep them around until I have need of them, then if they get out of line you will deal with them."

Darth Vader waited for his reprimand.

"You lack subtlety. I did not conquer the galaxy by raising an army. I raised two, and took the winners side. Like then, this situation is too important not to have a plan that does not involve failure. As you said, many of our guests have training already, just not in the force. If I could turn them toward me and the dark side of the force, I could have them fight these other force sensitive's. No doubt, they will take the time to learn to control their new powers… so I will need to educate these visitors in the ways of the dark side. In the end once I have them all… I will absorb their force energy into my own being."

One month Later on Dantooine…

Captain America stood at the edge of a cliff, looking down below him. The Rebel camp glowed in the night light, and the sounds of celebration and the smells of food came from below. His arms were folded meditatively, and he stretched his mind out to those below him, sensing their joy.

"Something's troubling you."

Cap didn't even turn around to know who it was. Mace Windu.

Mace was one of the Jedi of the old republic, before the Empire took over. During the fall of the Jedi, Mace was betrayed in the middle of his battle with the Emperor. His arm was cut off, and he was forced out of a high window. Fortunately, he kept his wits about him and survived. He'd been hiding for a while, but Luke Skywalker's master Yoda had instructed him where to find the old Jedi Master, and he'd agreed to train the foreigners.

"I'm just homesick." Cap said.

"A Jedi must let go of his attachments." Mace Windu noted.

"Then you start." Cap turned around. "You always had a darkness in you Mace. At least, that's what I've gathered. You've hid it behind order, behind a special fighting technique that thrives on it. You need order. If you were to let go of it, you would fall to the dark side of the Force." Cap shouldered his shield. "Me? I need America. It's my home. I even named myself after it. It's what I fight for, and when I think of America it makes me strong, just like when you think of order. I'm sorry Mace, but for all of the Jedi's gifts you're a bunch of hypocrites. Nobody doesn't have one thing that they can't live without. That's probably why the Jedi fell; because they refused to accept this, and it made them weak."

Mace bowed his head. "I know." He put his mechanical hand on Cap's shoulder. "I sense you've reached a crossroads. What are you planning to do?"

"I'm planning to go home Mace." Cap said. He leapt of the cliff, just like the old Jedi master had taught him, and down into the camp.

Mon Mothma arrived in the situation room, the room where the Rebel Alliance came to discuss their plans against the Empire. The leader of the otherworlders, Captain America, had asked to meet with the leaders of the Rebel Alliance. She'd brought Luke and Mace along, since the Jedi had grown close to the strangers. Princess Leah was there too, and Admiral Ackbar, Commander Bob Hudsol, and many other high ranking Rebel officials.

"Thanks for coming." Captain America said.

"It's the least we could do." Mon Mothma nodded.

"Honorable leaders of the Rebel Alliance." Captain America began. "First of all, I would like to thank you all for your hospitality. Without you, we would have had no clue how to get along in this strange universe. I'm sorry, I meant no offense but this universe is completely strange to the one we came from."

"No offense Captain." Mon Mothma said. "From what you've told me, your universe is strange to me as well. Please, continue."

"Thank you. Second, I would like to thank the Jedi for teaching us how to survive in this universe."

The Jedi nodded. Mon Mothma just waited for the but.

"However, we don't belong here. And we'd like to find a way back as soon as possible. I can't thank you enough for all the work you've already put into this, especially with the empire on your tails."

"We have you to thank you in return Captain." Mon Mothma said. "Over the past month, you and your otherworlders have given us a great advantage over the Empire. It will be a shame to let you go."

Captain nodded. "Be that as it may, we don't belong here. It's time for us to go."

"What?" General Hudsol yelled. "Leave now? We finally have a weapon capable of defeating the empire, and you're going to run?"

"We aren't running, we're going home." Cap explained. "From what I've seen here, I have no doubt in my mind that you can defeat the Empire yourselves. We shouldn't even be here –"

"But you are!" General Hudsol said. "And you're just abandoning us!"

"General please…" Mon Mothma tried to calm the general down. Luke subtley caught Mace Windu's attention. He nodded towards the door, and they both left quietly.

"How do you think it's going in there?" Spider-man asked, picking up his cards.

"Cap's a fighter, not a politician." Hawkeye said. "It's probably a train wreck."

"Those are the breaks." Lando Calrissian shrugged. "I know Luke and Leah are trying their best to get you guys home as well."

"We are powerful." Wilson Fisk said coldly. "Nobody wants to lose power. And this Rebel Alliance especially. They are taking on an extremely powerful man ruling the galaxy, and suddenly a group of super humans fall into their laps? We aren't going home any time soon."

"There had to be some way to get home." Spider-man said. "If we came here, we can go back. All we need to do is find out how we got here."

"Easier said than done. " Hawkeye said. "There are only two people I know who can get us home; Reed Richards, and Doc Doom. And neither of them are around."

Wilson put down his cards. "I believe I've won." He had the Commander of Sabers, the mistress of coins, and the Queen of Air and Darkness.

"Good hand." Lando complimented. Then he showed his hand; the Idiot's array.

Hawkeye groaned. "Why do I even play with you guys?" Spider-man asked.

"Because you're one of the best players in this base." Luke said behind him.

"$#*%!" Hawkeye yelled. "How do you guys do that?"

"How's it going in there?" Lando asked.

"They're bickering like a cave of Mynocks." Windu said.

"It's mostly General Hudsol." Luke said. "He wants your help in the upcoming assault on the Maw station."

"Wrong." Fisk said. "He wants our power, and he will do anything to keep it."

"But they can't keep us here!" Spider-man said. "We don't belong here!"

"Calm yourself Spider-man." Mace said sternly. "We agree."

"You do?" Lando raised his eyebrows.

"Whatever brought you here, the force had a hand in it." Luke said. "It wasn't us, so it must have been the Emperor. Whatever scheme he's concocting can't happen. You have to be sent back to your own galaxy."

"Well how are you going to do that?" Lando asked.

"We split into three groups." Luke said. "The Mace will lead the first group. They'll be trying to figure out what the Emperor's plan is. The second group will be trying to find a way home. Lanod, you'll lead that team."

"I'm on that team." Spider-man said.

"Hey, why am I the leader?" Lando asked.

"First, because you have experience with strange planets. Second, because Leah and I have come up with a plan and it involves you changing your identity and becoming a well known bounty hunter. This will give you a chance rehearse your role."

"And the third team?"

"The third team Fisk, will stay here and help the rebellion until the other two teams come up with a solution to our problem."

"I'll go with Lando." Hawkeye volunteered.

"Good. Start rounding up people who you think will come in handy. We have to leave before the conference is finished."

"Then I'd better get started with my team." Spider-man said.

Tony Stark knelt before his master.

"You have learned well the ways of the force." Darth Sidious intoned. "And now, together, we will crush those who oppose us. And maybe, eventually, we will find a way for you to return to your home. Rise now, and take up the mantle of the Sith Tony Stark. Henceforth, you will be known as Darth… Forgus."

Darth Vader watched in disdain. He knew his Master's plan. He was old, and unfit to be an apprentice. Whoever was the greatest of these new Sith, his master would use as his replacement.

That would not happen.

Vader listened to the Emporer's instructions to Forgus and left.