Vanex: Hello all! Oh, I am going to have so much fun with this story! I've been a Star Wars fan for most of my life and it was only a matter of time before I wrote a fanfic that had anything to do with Star Wars. Also, I came up with this story before I ever heard of the book Star Wars The Old Republic: Revan. I have literally just read the book and I will try my best to incorporate those events into the story. I apologize for any inconsistencies (except for the obvious one that I did on purpose, as well as how events will play out as this story continues) that may appear in this story. Enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Star Wars.
The alarms on the small ship are blaring, as the pilot attempts to get his ship under control.
"Damn that last Sith ship! Managed to get a lucky shot!"
Consoles around him are sparking as his ship is falling apart.
"I need to land!" He turns to the navicomputer. "There! A planet up ahead!"
He pilots the dying ship towards the planet. He then fires his engines in reverse, hoping to slow his descent.
"This is going to be one rough landing."
The Hokage sighs as he works on today's paperwork. "No wonder my predecessor was happy to hand over the position to me. This paperwork gets to you after some time."
Brushing his hand through his spiky, mostly blond hair (it's in the process of turning gray), he stands up and looks out the window. "Ever since the Fourth Shinobi War, things have been quiet. I wish that something exciting would happen."
As he turns to head back to his seat, something catches his eye. There was something in the sky. As he watched, the object came crashing down some distance away from Konoha, but still within Hi no Kuni. This meant they had to investigate. He pushes the intercom button on his desk.
"Summon Teams 7, 8, and 10 to my office, immediately!"
The ship had come to rest in a clearing. The pilot groans as he uses his lightsaber to escape from the wreckage. "Well, it looks like I won't be using this ship to get off the planet."
He pulls off the mask on his face and lowers his hood, revealing his spiky, blond hair, blue eyes, and the whisker marks on his face. "Just wonderful. How am I supposed to get back to Bastila and Vaner now?" He ponders for a few minutes. "Hopefully, this planet will have a spaceport. If not, I should be able to salvage the distress beacon. I might be close enough to Republic space for them to notice it."
He gets to work, digging his way into the ship's circuitry until he finds the distress beacon. As he crawls back out of the ship, he senses multiple people approaching. He quickly pulls his hood over his head and pulls his mask back to him with the Force. Tucking the distress beacon into his robes, he turns to see twelve people and one dog approach him. His eyes widen when he sees the headbands and curses to himself, as he realizes which planet he is on.
The group approaches him. "Who are you?" The question is asked by a man with silver, spiky hair.
The masked pilot looks at him. "I am know by multiple names. But, you may call me Revan."
Vanex: I couldn't resist starting this story. It was festering at the back of my brain. It kept saying, "Write me, Vanex. Write me." It didn't help that Revan is a favorite character of mine. I'll admit, at first, I was going to have the Naruto timeline be closer to canon, but I felt that the version of the Naruto timeline that you will see in the upcoming chapters will work better for this story. See you all next time!