Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

In the crowd, Rogers' rescuers watched with bated breath and anticipation. They wanted to rush in to save him, but they could see the collar around his neck.

There was no doubt that if they rushed in to save him, the controllers would kill him right in front of them.

“Do you think we should join in the fun?” Scorch asked quietly, nudging Quinlan. “Bet he’ll kill it with a spear.”

"Is your brain really burnt?" Voss asked dryly. "We are here to save him, not to gamble with his life.

Scorch scoffed jokingly. "He'll be fine with us here. Just trying to have some fun."

The Jedi stared at his demolition expert for a moment.

"You lost your credits to the repairman again, didn't you?"

"I do not want to say."

“…That’s definitely a loss.

"He's cheating, I swear to you." Scorch complained childishly. "It's not fair!"

"You are such a child," said Voss, shaking his head.

After a while, Quinlan took out a gold coin. "Come on, let's have a little gambling."

"You two are idiots," Sam said speechlessly.

"Any progress on deactivating the collar?" T'Challa asked, ignoring the others and looking at Steve, who had barely escaped from Ranko's claws.

On the Black Widow, Repairman, and Ant-Man side, they encountered some resistance from the security droids, which they quickly dealt with.

"Well, we don't even know what we're looking for."

The repairman shot down the last security robot in the corridor they were walking through. "The control console is an important place, and there is probably a trigger device.

“We don’t even know what it looks like,” Natasha said.

"Search every spot on every floor."

"Wait..." Scott stopped mid-run, asking his two companions to do the same. "Everyone who's fighting here has one of these collars, right?"

Natasha and the repairman stared at each other for a moment before looking back at the latter, who nodded at the former con man.

“So…shouldn’t we go find the assholes holding what they need to keep their collars on?

"...I hate that we never considered something like this before. Black Widow muttered, now feeling stupid.

The repairman hummed. "It's always annoying when we complicate things for no reason."

"So where's the main place we can find these assholes?" Scott asked.

After keeping the communication open, others heard the conversation and Karin was the one who provided the answers.

"The northern part of the arena," Karin answered quickly. "But it's heavily guarded."

"It won't be a problem for us," Natasha said. "When you see the collar come off, take action."

“Got it,” was the collective response from those standing in the audience.

The three infiltrators ran towards the north end of the arena, eventually reaching the corner of the hallway leading to the arena entrance.

Scott shrank back and stood on the repairman's shoulder, who stood in the corner, while Black Widow got down on one knee and did the same thing.

"Ten guards." Black Widow counted quickly.

"Gamorro." The repairman looked at the guard and said, "Tough little bastard, with a tough skin."

"Do you think they can be as tough as tanks?" Scott asked.

"There's only one way to find out."

Scott adjusted his position slightly.

"Give me a hand," Scott said.

After a while, Ant-Man was sent directly towards the nearest Gamora.

The pig-like biped Scott was flying towards narrowed its eyes briefly as it believed it saw something small in its sight.

After a moment, the guard was immediately hit and fell to the ground.

Scott grew to full size, surprising the remaining guards, and then he shrank back down.

Another Gamora suddenly stumbled, and then the cavalry entered.

The Repairman and Black Widow rushed towards the confused Pig Guards and, along with Scott, took them out in quick succession.

They stood beside the dead guard.

"For the overgrown pigmen, they're not that hard to defeat," Scott said with a shrug.

The repairman laughed, and Natasha went to answer the communication.

"We're outside the main room." Black Widow reported to the rest of the team. "What's Steve's status?"

"Well, Scorch just earned some credits. Anakin said with a wry smile, the clones' laughter ringing in the background. "You better hurry, because Steve is now facing another Lank, and this time there are two of them.

Without hesitation, the green armored clone commando pulled three discs from his backpack.

"At three o'clock, we rush into the room." said the repairman as he placed some explosives on the door.

Once everything was ready, the others went behind cover so they wouldn't be hit by the upcoming explosion.

The repairman counts down before activating the bomb.

*Bang*

"What!?"

Hearing screams from the other side, the team rushed in with their trained weapons.

Seeing them, the men in charge of the arena began firing at the intruders. The leader turned in time and was hit by a large piece of debris that flew towards him.

The man stumbled to the ground, unconscious, as blasting fire and chaos ruled his observation room above the gymnasium.

The rest of the man's entourage was quickly knocked down by Ant-Man, Black Widow, and the Repairman standing at the entrance. They put down their weapons and looked at the scene in the room, feeling a little embarrassed.

Because it was mostly filled with drunks, gamblers, and scantily clad women. Scott quickly looked up at the ceiling as if there was something interesting up there, and made sure to imagine his girlfriend to avoid looking at the ladies who were barely wearing any clothes.

“I think it should be obvious what you should do now. Black Widow said nonchalantly.

After a while, those who were still alive ran straight to the door and rushed out of the room, leaving the three behind.

"So, what are we looking for?" Scott asked, looking around the mess they had made.

The repairman had already patted the bodies closest to him.

Black Widow took a moment to look at the many bodies scattered across the floor until her eyes landed on the ground in front of the most luxurious sofa in the center of the room.

Without a word she approached the unconscious man and began searching through the man's pockets until she pulled out some sort of remote control.

"Repairman." Natasha called him and threw him the remote control she found.

Grabbing it, he took a moment to examine it before smiling and nodding beneath his helmet.

"That's exactly what we wanted," the repairman announced.

As he said this, the three heard the noise of the crowd.

They looked out the open window and saw Steve standing over the body of the Ranko he had just killed, facing another Ranko.

Only this Rank was not alone.

There are now several Nexus, a Ricochet, another Ackley, and the Corellian Warhound on the field.

"What the hell?!" Scott shouted in shock. "How did they get out?"

The repairman looked down at the remote and noticed that the buttons on the bottom third were glowing, so he looked back at the person holding the remote.

"Whether it was intentional or not, that bastard is the reason they're all out," the repairman said.

"Do you know someone who would take his collar off?" Natasha asked the clone commando, who nodded and pressed the center button on the remote.

From their vantage point they watched a momentarily confused Captain Rogers, with a hand strangling the life out of him as a death collar was placed around his neck.

“Then we can go help him now,” Black Widow announced, raising her wrist, “Ladies and gentlemen, this is our cue.