DISCLAIMER: HA! At last, it is mine! My own, my precious One Ring of Unlimited Copyright Privileges! I don't care that I'm not Lucas or Tolkien, I still own Star Wars and Lord of the Rings and- *is jumped by Darth Revan, who steals the Ring* OI!

Kriffin' Revan own Star Wars and Lord of the Rings. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

I know "Castaway" hasn't been updated in a coon's age. And I know I've still got "The Future Is No Escape" in the works. But this is the only thing that the muse has been giving me for a while. I've wanted to do a Star Wars/Lord of the Rings crossover for a while... so here ye be. Enjoy!

"How long will it be until we reach Dantooine, Master?"

Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn glanced down at the dashboard of the cockpit of the small ship. "Another eighteen hours, Obi-Wan. What, do you have cabin fever already?"

"Who, me?" The eighteen-year-old Padawan stretched out in the co-pilot's seat and grinned at his mentor. "You haven't seen Master Drallig yet. He's practically going snaky from confinement."

"Oh, Force." Qui-Gon laughed and shook his head. "I forgot he hates long flights like this... but he'll have to make do until we reach the planet. He'll get over it eventually."

"I heard that!" A younger Jedi Master, blond hair neatly tied behind his head, poked his head into the cockpit to frown at Qui-Gon. "I don't like being confined in a small ship like this for so long!"

"If it makes you feel better, Cin, we're almost there," said Qui-Gon. "Only eighteen more hours to go!"

"Two days down, eighteen hours to go? Oh, the joy." Jedi Battlemaster Cin Drallig scowled in displeasure.

"You're acting like a Padawan! Obi-Wan's being calmer about this than you are!" Qui-Gon tsked and shook his head at the younger Master.

"I have a theory. Some people are meant for life in space, some people are fine with being in space frequently, and then others are meant to stay planet-side the majority of the time. Three guesses as to which person I am, and the first two don't count."

"Oh..." Jedi Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi grinned at Master Drallig. "The first one?"

"Brat." Master Drallig scowled at the Padawan.

"And proud of-" Obi-Wan yelped as the ship suddenly jolted, throwing him out of his seat. "What the kriff?"

"Language, Padawan." Qui-Gon's fingers flew over the dashboard as he tried to steady the ship. The older Master paused. "That's strange... There shouldn't be an asteroid belt here."

"An asteroid belt?" Hanging onto the wall, Master Drallig looked over Qui-Gon's shoulder. "Is the navicomputer on the fritz?"

"I'm not sure. Obi-Wan, run a diagnostic and find out what that planet over there-" Whatever else Qui-Gon would have said was lost as the ship jolted again. "Bloody asteroids!"

"I'm on it!" Dragging himself back to his seat, Obi-Wan began to type into the computer, glancing up only when a slim female figure stumbled in. "Are you all right, Zara?"

Jedi Padawan Zara Taerich staggered to Cin and gripped her Master's arm, trying to stay up and ignore the cut above her left eye. "I smacked my head on a counter, but I'm fine. What's happening?"

"A surprise asteroid field and a malfunctioning navicomputer," answered Qui-Gon. "Obi-Wan, where are we?"

"Master, we're... I don't recognize these coordinates at all. This isn't anywhere near Dantooine space!" Obi-Wan frowned at his screen. "And this planet isn't showing up in the archives at all."

"It's not? But every planet on the galaxy should-" Master Drallig yelped and went down as the ship shuddered again. Deciding to not try to get back up, the blond Jedi just wrapped an arm securely around Zara's shoulders.

"I know every planet should be registered!" muttered Qui-Gon as he desperately tried to steer the ship. "Contact the planet's airspace security, Padawan- the ship's too damaged to fly further and we need to land."

"I'm trying, Master, but I can't seem to reach anyone on-planet," answered Obi-Wan, frantically typing into the console. "It may be uninhabited."

"If it is," muttered Qui-Gon, "it won't be for much longer. Strap yourselves in- this is going to be a rough landing!"

Obi-Wan looked out the viewscreen of the cockpit as Master Drallig and Zara scrambled out to the passenger seating. The planet, a pretty-looking blue and green orb against the blackness of space, was rapidly approaching and growing larger with every passing second. As the ship fell through the atmosphere, the teenage Padawan caught a glimpse of mountains and forests, and a glint of what could be a river. There was little to no sign of civilized life that he could see- but then, he didn't have time to look around very much.

"Brace yourself!" shouted Qui-Gon as the Master tried to bring the ship down for a somewhat-easy landing. However, not even the most skilled pilots could have managed a smooth landing with the ship in such a bad condition as it was, especially on such rough, unfamiliar terrain.

The ship crashed hard at the foot of a mountain range. Obi-Wan felt himself being thrown forward against his restraining harness. He heard a cry of pain from the passenger area and was dimly aware of something warm and wet running down his forehead before his vision faded to black.

The woman frowned and stepped back from her mirror, pondering the vision that the enchanted water had just shown her. She knew that the mirror was known to show strange things, but she'd never seen anything like the metal vessel that had just crashed against the Misty Mountains, nor the Edain inside.

Yet she felt that these Edain were important. And if the impact of the crash of their vessel against Caradhras' foot was any indication, they would need aid.

Turning, she swiftly left the hollow, gliding up the steps that led to Caras Galadhon proper. Catching sight of one of the Elves under her command, she hailed him. "Haldir."

"My Lady?" The border guard bowed to the Elf lady.

"When you return to your watch, take a dozen under your command and go to the metal ruin beside Caradhras. There are Edain there who are in need of our aid. Bring them back to Lothlorien, and make haste."

"Yes, Lady." Haldir was the sort who knew to not ask questions when given curious orders by his lady. Bowing, the Elf briskly strode away, intent on returning to the border and carrying out his orders.

Lady Galadriel watched the Elf leave before looking in the direction of steep Caradhras. "What fate has guided you here, travellers from afar?"

I'm going to try to make this book-centred as much as I can, with some elements from the movies. And my regulars all know what the deal is with Cin and Zara.

Thanks for reading- please review and tell me whatcha think of this!

-Xaja