Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

Before the two could respond to the Jedi, the gunship he was riding in landed behind him and four clone troopers wearing unique armor stepped out.

"Sir, this is cheap, you know," said a clone commando with orange markings on his armor as he stepped off the gunship with the rest of his squad.

“Ah, boss, you see, this is the benefit of having the Force by your side,” Quinlan said with a grin.

"Oh yeah? More like compensation if you ask me." The commando's armor was covered in distinct red markings that looked a lot like blood.

Voss just smiled and looked back at the others.

"Everyone, this is Clone Commando Delta Team." Voss introduced with a hint of pride, "They were assigned to me at the beginning of the war, and the five of us have been carrying out hell-level missions since the beginning."

The commando then faced Cap and Falcon, giving a quick salute.

"Delta Team, prepare for action," the chief commando said firmly.

Captain America and Falcon saluted in turn.

"I'm Captain Rogers."

"Lieutenant Wilson."

"It's been a pleasure working with both of you, gentlemen. I'm the boss, leader of Delta Squad."

"There's no better way to tell them apart," Falcon said with amusement.

"This is the repairman." The commando with the green mark nodded, "He is our technical expert."

"Then let's do it. We don't need to stand here any longer." Obi-Wan interrupted the chatter. "We have a mission to perform, and we need to complete it quickly."

Everyone got into the ETA Jedi Starfighter, which was the means of transportation they brought for this mission.

Before Cap went in, he felt a soft hand grab his, and he turned around to see it was Ella.

"Steve, if you'd mind, could you please wait a moment?" Ella whispered.

He glanced back at the ship and saw some of the Delta Squad getting more familiar with the Falcon, which gave him a moment.

Nodding, the two men stood a little further away from the boat to talk privately.

Aayla sighed first. "Steve, I understand your reservations and judgments about how the Jedi Order recruits individuals into its ranks. It is not something many would consider to be ethical."

"There are many other words people would use to describe this recruitment method," Captain America said in a sharp tone.

"I understand, Steve, believe me, I do," Ella said, "but I have to ask you to understand why we have to do this to maintain our order. There are very good reasons. I want to tell you in person that I feel it is my duty to do this."

A rather unusual move occurred on the Jedi Flower's side, as Aayla reached out and held Captain America's hand with her own.

"Please, Steve, give me and the Knights this chance." Ella asked with two locked eyes, and there was a silent communication between the two.

Steve, seeing no deception or questionable tactics in her eyes, relented and squeezed Ella's hand in response.

"Okay, okay." Captain America said, "I'll listen to your explanation."

Ella gave the veteran a bright smile when she realized she was still holding his hand. Shyly letting go, she cleared her throat and patted his arm, "Good luck on your mission, Steve."

"Thank you."

"Try not to get caught up in my Master's crazy antics."

"Is he really that bad?" Captain America was amused.

Aayla laughed, "Master Voss and Kenobi grew up together, and I can say that the two understand each other very well."

"Oh, this should be fun then."

"You should. Until next time, Steve."

Ayla walked away and Cap stared at her until he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"What's going on?" asked Falcon.

"Nothing, just...an olive branch, so to speak."

"Olive branch?" Falcon snorted. "It looks like there's more to it than that. You should be lucky Natasha isn't here."

"Yeah. Did she tell you where the hell she and Hope went?"

"Help Senator Amidala complete her own mission."

“Ah, politics.”

"Yes, it should be easy for Natasha."

The two boarded the ETA fighter, and Obi-Wan saw that the entire crew had been assembled.

"Let us get down to business," Obi-Wan began. "Ziro the Hutt was rescued during the hostage situation."

"Yeah, I heard about that shit."

Obi-Wan glared at Voss, and Voss shut up awkwardly.

"I suspect Jabba the Hutt was behind this. Probably still upset about Ziro kidnapping his son."

Voss nodded, then added, "My information suggests it's more than that."

"What do you mean?" Falcon asked.

"Ziro has damaging evidence against the Hutts," Voss revealed. "My guess is that he is currently in Nal Hutta, the Hutt homeworld."

"Then we have to find Ziro and this evidence and bring them to court," Cap said and Obi-Wan nodded in agreement.

"I believe we can all set our sights on this common goal, right, Vos?" Obi-Wan asked the braided Jedi.

"No problem." Voss said, "I'll fly the fighter and you'll be my co-pilot."

Soon after, Obi-Wan rubbed his eyes, "I'm afraid he'll say that?"

"What's wrong with his flying skills?" asked Falcon.

"Vos actually encouraged Anakin more to improve his flying skills than to bring them up to standard specifications during his days as a Padawan."

"Oh... so is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

Obi-Wan stared blankly at Falcon, and that was the answer Falcon really needed.

The wings of the ETA-class fighter were quickly folded into their prime position and the ship was heading for Hutt-controlled space.

Destination: Nalhueta.