----------------------------------------------------------------- STAR WARS: MACROSS ------------------ A Crossover ------------------ Written by Ed Hrzic Copyright (c) 1997 by Ed Hrzic Trademarked and copyrighted material herein belong to their respective owners. ----------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------- Hello. 'nother crossover. Non-Ranma, non-Sailor Moon. Need I say more? ----------------------------------------------------------------- Any comments can be tossed over to "bd981@yfn.ysu.edu". ----------------------------------------------------------------- FADE IN ON: SPACE Three X-Wings maneuver through a rather large asteroid field. INT. X-WING COCKPIT, GREEN-LEADER TIM: Base, this is Green-Leader, are you reading? Over. BASE: Go ahead Green-Leader. Over. TIM: Preliminary scout check over. There is no sign of Imperial activity in our area. We are about to head back. Over. BASE: Roger. We'll be waiting for you. Over and out. TIM: Green-One, Two, we'll make the jump as soon as we get out of this asteroid field. Commence with your jump coordinates now. GREEN-ONE/TWO: Roger. TIM flips a few switches and the Nav coordinates appear in a row on his terminal, counting down. INT. X-WING COCKPIT, GREEN-TWO GREEN-TWO notices something down and two his left, out in space. A blue glow is coming from one of the larger asteroids. GREEN-TWO: What in-? Green-Leader. TIM: Go ahead Green-Two. GREEN-TWO: I see something suspicious. Sir, take a look down and to your left. TIM: Hmm? TIM looks at that spot. TIM: But we didn't see that before... Green-Leader to base. Are you receiving? SOUND, B.G.: STATIC TIM: Green-Leader to base. SOUND, B.G.: STATIC TIM: Cursed mechanical junk. Green-One, Two, lets go check it out. GREEN-ONE/TWO: Roger. The X-Wings make a turn, and dive down for the asteroid. Two of the smaller asteroids around them are destroyed from a barrage of blaster fire from behind. GREEN-ONE: Interceptors! From behind them, a squad of eight Tie-Interceptors are bearing down on them. TIM: Evasive maneuvers, now! Split them up! TIM pulls upward. GREEN-ONE turns to the left, and GREEN-TWO turns to the right. GREEN-ONE is chased by three Interceptors who continue their barrage. Continuing to evade, GREEN-ONE pulls them through tight spots in the belt, resulting in one Interceptor crashing into one of asteroids. GREEN-ONE turns his head back to see his handiwork. GREEN-ONE: One down- He turns back and sees himself in a collision course with an asteroid. He pulls up hard, but his left set of wings are ripped off, spinning him out of control. The Interceptors simply follow up and destroy him. CUT TO: GREEN-TWO GREEN-TWO manages to get behind one of two of the three Interceptors. With a burst, he destroys one of them, then speeds downward. The other Interceptors pursue him, one crashing into an asteroid as it tries to make the movement downward. Despite a grand show of maneuvering, the Interceptor is a better shot than most would imagine. GREEN-TWO explodes. CUT TO: TIM TIM continues with an incredible amount of evading. TIM: Base, this is Green-Leader. We are under attack. Repeat, we are under attack. TIM dodges a few more shots. TIM: Green-One, Green-Two, do you copy? SOUND, B.G.: STATIC TIM gulps very hard. TIM: The best chance I've got is to stay here, and try to do something. I get out in space, and they'll nail me. TIM dives and spirals into the asteroids again. TIM: This is Green-Leader. If anyone is receiving this transmission, I am under attack by Imperial forces. Repeat, I am under attack by Imperial forces. Request assistance. A blaster shot rings off of his shields. TIM: Down to ten-percent already? But I've barely even been shot yet! Several more shots go passed him, and one knocks out one of the engines. Several sparks go off in his cockpit. TIM: Engines damaged...I can't even stop! R2! See if you can do something. R2-Q1 beeps quite a bit. TIM: Yes! Anything! TIM speeds passed the four other Interceptors that join the two behind him. TIM: Wonderful! He dodges again. TIM: Once again, this is Green-Leader. I am under attack by Imperial forces. I have lost control of my engines, and my shields are down to ten percent. I request assis- Some non-blaster shots come from ahead of him, and three Interceptors explode. The others spread out. TIM: Who- What was that? He doesn't see anything up ahead. TIM: Anything yet, R2? R2-Q1 beeps a little bit, then whistles. TIM: I see, well- There is the sound of a light collision, and the X-Wing stops. TIM looks up into the face of a large robot. TIM: My HEAVENS! His intercom begins to crackle, and a voice comes in. GERALD (voice): This is Lieutenant Gerald Buraeu. Did you request assistance? R2-Q1 gives a long whistle. TIM: Y-yes! Thanks! GERALD (v): Don't worry...the others will take care of your problem. TIM gets an idea. TIM: Lieutenant, I have a favor to ask. GERALD (v): What is it? TIM: One of the Imperial fighters, could you disable it, and not destroy it? GERALD (v): What ever for? TIM: It's weapons seem to be new. It would help- GERALD (v): Yes. INT. VALKYRIE COCKPIT GERALD (v): Frank, destroy all but one of them. Disable the remaining one. FRANK: You got it. Two Valkyries (including FRANK's) fire upon the remaining Interceptors and destroy all but one of them. FRANK catches up to one of them. He changes to Battloid mode and grabs the ship, and smashes the back of its engine. CUT TO: INT. BATTLESHIP GUINEVERE GERALD's Valkyrie lands in the docking bay (with TIM's X-Wing in hand). He sets is down on the ground. The other Valkyries land in some time behind him. The bay then closes. TIM: Where are we? GERALD changes to Gerwalk. GERALD: You are in the battleship Guinevere. TIM: Guinevere? Various personnel come into the bay to assist the pilots out of their vehicles. GERALD: There are going to be a lot of questions. TIM (smiling): Yes, I have quite a few. INT. BRIEFING ROOM, GUINEVERE MAJOR, GERALD, TIM, and R2-Q1 are sitting around a table. TIM: You're in what is know as the Ash sector. MAJOR: The Ash sector? Where is that? TIM: Right next to the Forifine sector. Exactly, where are all of you from? MAJOR: We're from a planet called earth, in the Milky Way galaxy. TIM: Earth? Milky Way? R2? R2-Q1 beeps a few times. MAJOR: Well? TIM: No place that we know of. If you're off-course, perhaps you need to change your hyper-space drives. Since you've helped out a member of the Rebellion, I'm sure that my comrades will help you out by fixing your drive. MAJOR: The drives are working just fine. But we seemed to have folded to a place quite farther away than we had intended. TIM: Fold? Do you mean space-folding? MAJOR: Exactly. Have you ever heard of it? TIM: It's been floating around the galaxies for a while, but no one has actually perfected it yet. MAJOR: Well, it's hardly perfection, but it works. R2 shakes a lot and beeps. TIM: You've actually got a WORKING fold system? You're right, R2, the Rebellion could use something like that. MAJOR: We'd be glad to help, but we need our bearings to finally go back in the right direction. TIM: Well, I can show you to the base. Perhaps someone there can help you. CUT TO: INT. STAR DESTROYER HUE COMM-OFFICER: Commander. LAEL turns his head, and walks across the bridge to COMM-O. LAEL: Yes, what is it? COMM-O: Something you should see. COMM-O types some information into his terminal. The screen shifts to a view from a camera in an asteroid field. A blue light flashes, and the Guinevere "warps" into view. LAEL: By the Emperor's name...what is that? COMM-O: It appears to be a ship, A section of the monitor opens, displaying a small shell of the ship. COMM-O (cont'd): but doesn't conform to any previous specifications. The computer couldn't identify it. The small display reads "Class: UNKNOWN". LAEL: Intriguing. Could it be a rebel ship? COMM-O: I would say no, but I'm not sure. LAEL (looking at COMM-O): Not sure? COMM-O: Take a look at this. The screen changes, and several two Valkyries enter view, changing to battloid mode and landing on an asteroid. LAEL: The fighters changed... COMM-O: Not only that, they destroyed all eight of our Interceptors in that sector. They also escorted a rebel X-wing fighter to its ship, and then the ship left approximately two hours later. LAEL: Get me General Viel on the Star Destroyer Goran. CUT TO: EXT. PLANET GURAY The Guinevere folds into vicinity of the planet, and enters orbit. INT. REBEL BASE, PLANET GURAY TAKS: GENERAL! General HOUME races across the room toward TAKS. HOUME: What is it? TAKS: A ship just appeared near the planet! HOUME: Appeared? It can't just "appear"! Wasn't there anything giving it away from long range? TAKS: No sir. I know these instruments like I would know my children. It just appeared right there. I don't understand it. NENCE: General, something is coming through the comm channel! HOUME turns to the large monitor on the wall. There is a lot of static, then eventually MAJOR appears on the screen. MAJOR: I am Primary Commander Major, of the U.N. Spacy ship Guinevere. To whom am I speaking? HOUME: You are speaking to General Houme. Why are you here? MAJOR: I will explain further, but we seem to have come here by accident. We encountered, and saved, one of your fighters that was under attack. The pilot is named Tim Hance. HOUME: Is he alright? MAJOR: Fully. He is in the process of preparing to go down to the planet. Unfortunately, he don't know how to repair your fighter to make it operable, so it will be carried down. That is, with your permission, of course. HOUME: Of course. HOUME turns to NENCE. HOUME: Tell the repair crew to get ready. WIPE TO: INT. CAVERN INTERIOR, REBEL BASE There is a crew of approximately ten people who are waiting next to a large open blast-door that leads outside. From the sky come a few Valkyries, three in Fighter mode, and two in Battloid mode, one carrying an X-wing, the other a TIE fighter. The three Fighters land on the runway, and the Battloid lands on its feet, and places the X-wing down on the ground. It then changes to Gerwalk. There are some "oohs" and "aahs" from the people. TIM opens the hatch to his X-wing and steps on the ground. TIM: Boy, I thought I'd never see THIS place again. One hatch to one of the Valkyries opens up, and two men get out. HOUME steps out on the runway. One of the pilots takes off of his helmet. It is MAJOR. He extends a hand to HOUME. MAJOR: Primary Commander Major. You must be Houme, correct? HOUME (shaking MAJOR's hand): Quite right. MAJOR: I'm glad that we could find a outpost that would help us with our repairs. Some of the tech people pull R2 out of the X-wing. TIM watches until he is out, and they walk over to HOUME. TIM salutes. HOUME returns it. TIM: Returning from duty, sir. HOUME: Quite an interesting day of events, isn't it? TIM: You can say that again. MAJOR: How early can repairs start? HOUME: I would say immediately. We will send a repair team to your ship. HOUME signals, and a few of the tech personnel go back into the hangar. TIM: Sir, there's something that I also asked to bring back. HOUME: What is it? TIM: A TIE fighter, sir. HOUME: Just a TIE fighter? TIM: Not just any. Perhaps I was just imagining things, but- CUT TO: EXT. TIE FIGHTER TIM is pointing down at the cannons of the TIE fighter. Both TIM and HOUME bend down for a closer look. TIM: I may not know much about mechanical things, but I DO believe that these aren't the run-of-the-mill cannons that the Empire has been putting on their fighters. HOUME: You could be right. HOUME signals to a tech, who comes over. HOUME (to the TECH): Tell me, does this look like a typical Imperial weapon? TECH (studying it closely): No sir. It looks to be some sort of boosted cannon. Look at how much extra wiring there is. Gee, I'd like to see one in action to see what it can do. TIM: Believe me, you don't. HOUME: Tim? What happened? TIM: I was at full shields. That TIE pelted me once. HOUME: And? TIM: Down to ten-percent. HOUME/TECH: Ten percent? TIM: I don't know, but I think that the Empire's got a trump card...and here it is. CUT TO: MAJOR MAJOR is speaking to a tech from the Guinevere through a terminal. MAJOR: How long before we can get moving? TECH: The damage isn't as bad as I thought it was. We can get ready to leave within a day. MAJOR: Very good. Signing off. The terminal goes blank. MAJOR: General Houme! HOUME (walking over): Yes, what is it? MAJOR: My techs say that we can be ready to leave within a day. We don't want to impose longer that we have to. HOUME: Don't be. It's not every day that you get to meet people from what is clear across the universe! However, we may need your help sometime soon. MAJOR: How so? CUT TO: INT. BRIEFING ROOM HOUME and MAJOR are sitting around a table. HOUME presses a button, a holo-image of a planet appears above the center of the table. HOUME: For the past few months, the Empire has been staging a siege of one of our bases on the planet Banadi. MAJOR: Go on. HOUME: Even though they have been holding up, just recently, we received this transmission. HOUME presses another button. The planet disappears, and an image of a person appears, amid static. PERSON: General...we are...attack...Empire...overrunning us...required...we think...new weapon...used... assistance... The image then disappears. HOUME: We have been preparing for assistance ever since. MAJOR: That person said 'new weapon'. Do you think that it could have something to do with those cannons that were on that fighter you wanted us to bring back? HOUME: We really don't know, but it's a safe bet. What we need is something...new...that will give us an edge. Something that will confuse the Empire's force's until we can garner the upper hand. MAJOR: And you think my Valkyrie forces could be that 'new' element? HOUME: You're a bright man. MAJOR: Well, General, I have one question: when do we leave for Banadi? CUT TO: SPACE, ABOVE THE PLANET GURAY The Guinevere is floating in orbit. INT. GUINEVERE CORRIDOR MAJOR is walking through the corridor. He moves out of the way of some of the techs that are working on the walls. INT. BRIDGE A door opens, and MAJOR walks in. He sits down in his chair. He presses a button on his chair. MAJOR: How long before the ship is operational? TECH: It's operational now. The techs are simply making a few adjustments on things that we didn't make before. MAJOR: Good. (to COMM-O) Gather the crew. We have a situation we need to deal with. CUT TO: INT. REBEL BASE BRIEFING ROOM HOUME is standing in a group of people, who are all seated. HOUME: This is the hour that we have been preparing for. We leave for the planet Banadi very shortly. Our whole goal in this assault is to drive the Empire away from Banadi, and collect our troops from there. From our sources, we gather that there will be a large amount of forces in orbit, space, and on the ground. We will first jump to a spot here, HOUME points to a spot on the holo-image. HOUME (cont'd): close enough to Banadi that we will be able to begin the attack. After a short time, the Guinevere will fold to a location near the planet, in an attempt to draw more fire, and cause confusion. We will not be dropping troops on the planet's surface. Major's Valkyrie fighters will descend on the planet, and continue there, while we fight in orbit. CUT TO: INT. GUINEVERE BRIDGE COMM-O: Sir, the Rebel forces have just completed the jump to hyperspace. MAJOR: On my mark, set the countdown for twenty minutes. ...now. CUT TO: INT. STAR DESTROYER GORAN General VIEL is sitting in his chair upon the bridge. COMM-O: General Viel, a message from Commander Lael on the Star Destroyer Hue. VIEL: Patch him through. LAEL's holo-image appears in front of VIEL. VIEL: Yes, Lael, what is it? LAEL: Sir, I believe that the Rebels are amassing for an attack on our forces at the planet Banadi. VIEL: Can't you take care of it? LAEL: I may need extra forces, sir. The rebels seem to have a new 'weapon'. VIEL: New weapon? LAEL: Yes, sir. It appears to be a space-folding warship. VIEL: Folding? LAEL: Yes. I...we...would appreciate any extra forces that you could provide. VIEL sighs. VIEL: Commander, I will assist personally. I would like to see this 'new' weapon in person. LAEL: That you, General. LAEL bows and the image disappears. VIEL stands and walks off of the bridge, and down a corridor. VIEL: Either the Commander Lael is an utter idiot, or the rebels are smarter than we've imagined. It looks as though I shouldn't take either for granted. CUT TO: PLANET BANADI, FAR AWAY The rebel ships begin to exit from hyperspace to the coordinates that HOUME said. INT. TIM'S COCKPIT TIM: This is Green Leader, standing by. Pre-lim check. GREEN-ONE: Green-One, standing by. GREEN-TWO: Green-Two, standing by. GREEN-THREE: Green-Three, standing by. GREEN-FOUR: Green-Four, standing by. TIM adjusts a few switches. TIM: R2, you ready? R2-Q1 whistles and beeps. TIM: Good. Let's hit them where it hurts! CUT TO: INT. STAR DESTROYER HUE, BRIDGE COMM-O: Sir! The rebels have dropped out of hyperspace! LAEL: Excellent. Inform General Viel at once. Send all fighters out immediately. CUT TO: INT. GUINEVERE, BRIDGE COMM-O: Time is almost up, sir. A timer on the main viewer counts down from 10 seconds, down to 0. MAJOR: Fold. EXT. GUINEVERE The Guinevere begins to waver, and then disappear from sight. CUT TO: EXT. PLANET BANADI TIM: Two Star Destroyers! GREEN-TWO: I see them, too! CUT TO: INT. REBEL SHIP, RATCHET HOUME: We're going to have to play it safe, until Major's forces get here. TIM: And here come the fighters! Break formation! Green-Three, you're on my wing. GREEN-THREE: Copy Green-Leader. TIM and THREE dive, as the other three fighters go upward. The various other rebel fighters scatter as TIE Interceptors begin their attacks. CUT TO: INT. STAR DESTROYER GORAN, BRIDGE VIEL: Move into range. Destroy those rebel ships and carriers. CUT TO: EXT. PLANET GURAY The Guinevere folds into view. INT. STAR DESTROYER GORAN COMM-O: SIR! A ship has just appeared near the planet! VIEL: WHAT?! COMM-O: Right near the planet. VIEL: Rebels...they HAVE a fold system. INT. GUINEVERE MAJOR: Launch all Valkyrie forces now! Send the designated branch down to the planet. COMM-O: Yes sir! CUT TO: TIM TIM cuts through three TIE interceptors while dodging their own fire. TIM: Green-Three, how are you holding up back there? GREEN-THREE: Just fine! Four Interceptors sneak up from behind and begin firing on the two. GREEN-THREE: On our backs! TIM: I see them! Try and shake them off within the fields of other fighters. GREEN-THREE: Roger. TIM and THREE dive into the thick of battle with the other fighters, trying to dodge not only the shots from behind, but the stray ones from the battle that they are entering. All of the sudden, THREE goes explodes. TIM looks back. TIM: Damn it! TIM pushes the X-wing harder, but doesn't seem to be able to shake the Interceptors. TIM: Come on, get off my back! The four Interceptors explode from a rain of missiles. TIM looks around and sees two Valkyries pass by. TIM: Whew! Thanks guys! CUT TO: PLANET GURAY, SURFACE The planet Guray is a forested planet with tall trees. In one cleared area, three AT-ATs cut through the dense forest. Eventually, they get through to the main clearing where the rebel base is. They begin firing upon it, even though they are still a healthy distance away. INT. AT-AT ECO-ONE PILOT-ONE: There appears to be some fighters passing overhead. PILOT-TWO: I see them. Are they X-wings? PILOT-ONE: Know. I've never seen them before. Two of the six Valkyries from overhead change to Gerwalk and land a good distance away, in front of the AT-ATs. PILOT-TWO: What the-?! PILOT-ONE: Whatever they are, shoot them! The AT-ATs begin to open fire on the Valkyries. The two Valkyries dodge by rolling on the ground, then open fire with their gun pods. Most of the shells seem to bounce harmlessly off of the armor of the AT-AT. One of the Valkyries then gets up and fires nearly every missile that is has in its arsenal. INT. ECO-ONE PILOT-ONE: It's going to-! EXT. ECO-ONE The AT-AT's head explodes, along with the rest of it. The other AT-ATs continue shooting. The Valkyrie that launched its missiles is destroyed. CUT TO: INT. RATCHET The ship has taken some heavy damage. HOUME is talking to a monitor. HOUME: Major, it looks as though we may have lost this battle. MAJOR: It's not over yet. HOUME: Yes, it is. If we could only get rid of those Star Destroyers... MAJOR: Perhaps we can. Do you think you could get us a little more cover? HOUME: I'll see what I can do. INT. GUINEVERE MAJOR: Get us in a line with those two Star Destroyers. COMM-O: For what? MAJOR: We're going to fire the reflex cannon. COMM-O: In this state? The ship won't survive! MAJOR: That's why we're going to abandon the ship. CUT TO: INT. ECO-TWO COCKPIT PILOT-TWO: What the? The AT-AT begins to lean to the right a bit. PILOT-ONE: How in? EXT. ECO-TWO Two Valkyries are pushing on the side of the AT-AT. With another heave, the AT-AT goes down to the ground, and explodes. INT. ECO-THREE PILOT-TWO: What now? PILOT-ONE: We go down fighting. The AT-AT begins firing a large barrage at the oncoming Valkyries. It wipe out three of them. The remaining Valkyries stop and launch all of their missiles. The final AT-AT promptly goes up in smoke. CUT TO: INT. RATCHET HOUME: Major, I hope you know what you're doing. INT. GUINEVERE COMM-O: Sir! We are in position! MAJOR: Begin unlocking the reflex cannon. Set the firing time for six minutes. Start on my mark. And tell the fighters to get out of the way! COMM-O: Done! MAJOR: Now here this! All hands, abandon this ship! The reflex cannon has been armed and is ready to fire! (to COMM-O) NOW! COMM-O hits a button, and the timer begins counting down. INT. HUE LAEL: What do you suppose they are doing? INT. TIM'S COCKPIT TIM: What? Get out of the way? For what? COMM-O: Just break away back to the Ratchet! TIM: Okay. Green Squadron, retreat to the Ratchet! Something big is going to happen. I'd sure like to know what. EXT. GUINEVERE Part of the front of the hull of the Guinevere begins to pull back, revealing some sort of large cylinder. INT. STAR DESTROYER HUE LAEL: Some sort of...weapon?! Shield at FULL! NOW! EXT. GUINEVERE The cylinder begins to take in particles, and then there is a large burst of light. A large beam of energy is launched straight toward the Hue. After a fraction of a second of struggling with the shields, it punctures through them through the Star Destroyer, and through to the Goran behind it. The beam continues through the Goran, and flies off into the nothingness of space. The Guinevere then explodes. INT. RATCHET HOUME: I don't believe it! It took out two Star Destroyers! Quick! Send the fighters back in to mop up! CUT TO: PLANET GURAY The Valkyries continue their attacks on the surface, sending stormtroopers scattering for cover, and shooting AT-STs as they appear. INT. RATCHET MAJOR (v): This is commander Major. Come in, please. HOUME: Major! You're alive! That was brilliant display of firepower! MAJOR: But we lost the Guinevere. HOUME: But we won! The Imperials are dumbfounded. It's only a matter of time before they're chased off from here. MAJOR: And from what I gather, my forces have the ground secure. However, there is still one thing. HOUME: What's that? MAJOR: I think we're going to be stuck here for a long while. HOUME: Quite right. And as heroes, no doubt. FADE TO BLACK AND CREDITS FIN ----------------------------------------------------------------- It looks like yet another crossover is over. This one was a little bit of a stretch, but I think that I remember a thread going around one of the anime newsgroups about "Valkyrie vs. TIE Fighter" or something to that effect. So, here was a fanfic about it. If people liked it, then good. If people didn't like it, then fine...I don't like YOU either. It may have been a quick fanfic, and lacked substance, but, oh well. - Ed Hrzic -----------------------------------------------------------------