Rebel's Universal CFVY

Rebel's Universal CFVY is a fanfic by Miracle Cat and the sequel to Phil and the CFVY Pot.

This story is much like the previous one, a crossover fanfic of multiple fandoms, but it also adds another fandom: Star Wars Rebels.

Chapter 1: "New Faces"
"Hey, Ezra. What's on your mind?" Kanan asked.

"Oh, you know. Slight nostalgia about my light-blaster."

"Well, I did manage to build a spare for you," the young man's teacher replied.

"You did?" Ezra asked, just as the intercom chirped.

"Yo, guys! Report! We've got a problem!"

"I'll fill you in on the details later," Kanan said as they went off.

"What is that thing?" Zeb asked, staring at the large spatial anomaly.

"Beats me," Hera shrugged. "What should we do?"

"What if Ezra and Kanan went out in the Phantom to check it out?" Sabine suggested. "They could go in and signal us if it's safe."

"You're on!" Ezra snapped. "Kanan?"

"Let's do it."

"So how do we find that Paradox character and get him to help us figure it out?"

"No need, Mister Alistair," said a familiar voice. "I was planning to get to them, but then I found out that yet another universe is merging with yours."

"Say what?" Phil asked.

"As soon as I finish saying this, a portal will open up, and a small ship will come out, crashing into the ground because the vortex will be at an angle."

TYOOM! Sure enough, something began falling from the sky almost immediately, passing over the group's heads and hitting the ground in the distance with a CRASH! and a small explosion at about the same time.

"Let's... check that out," Coco suggested.

"Agreed," Phil snapped, as they rushed off.

"Come out with your hands up!" Coco ordered the occupants of the wreckage. "We have you surrounded!"

A moment of silence passed before anyone complied. One person was wearing a beard and a visor, and the other was a blue-eyed young man, and both were holding what appeared to be small handles for something.

"We... come in peace?" said the latter of the two.

"Turn out your pockets," Phil commanded the people. "All weapons at the ground. Chop-chop!"

The twosome hesitantly opened their hands, letting the small devices they were holding fall to the ground... at a much slower pace than they should have.

"That was odd," Velvet whispered into Phil's ear as they looked on.

"Is that all?" Phil asked, not really listening to the second-year-aged Faunus.

"Yeah," said the shorter person. "So?"

"If those were weapons, you may need those now."

"Well, that's counter-intuitive," the tall man muttered. "Why do you say we need them right after you tell us to drop them?"

"Because there happens to be a Griffon right behind you," Fox warned.

"A what?"

BAM! Phil shot at the area just above the two figures' heads, causing the creature standing on the wrecked shuttle to cry out rather suddenly.

WOOSH! SNAP-HISS! The men extended their hands, causing the devices they had just put down to fly into their hands and activate, generating meter-long energy beams, which they promptly held in a fighting stance as they turned to see the big, black monster on their vehicle.

"So, what would a Jedi do when faced with this scenario?" the younger man asked the older one.

After a moment, the response came: "Let the local experts help."

"Why?"

"It seems to be mindless, but still powerful."

"Oh."

"Alright," Yatsuhashi said, pulling out his greatsword. "Stand back." And with that, he jumped at the giant.

SHWING! WUMP! With one swing, off came the Griffon's head.

"You're welcome," the narrow-eyed Huntsman said as he sheathed the gigantic blade.

"Very good, Mister Daichi," Professor Paradox commented. "Now, I believe the question on everyone's mind is, "Who are these people?" Well, I'll handle that. Phil Mallard, Team CFVY, meet Ezra Bridger and Kanan Jarrus. Ezra, Kanan, meet Phil Mallard, Coco Adel, Fox Alistair, Velvet Scarlatina, and Yatsuhashi Daichi."

"Hey," Phil said. "Nice weapons. Those common where you come from?"

"Not anymore," Kanan lamented. "Not since the Jedi were rendered just short of extinct."

"The...? You lost me."

"Time for an explanation!" Paradox noted. "I've got it, though. Gather around, everyone!"

"So, let me get this straight," Coco said, pointing to Kanan at the end of the explanation. "You were once from a group of people who were peacekeepers, until a war in which you became Generals of an army of clones, who double-crossed you out of nowhere at some point and those who survived are being hunted down by an Empire that has replaced a galaxy-wide Republic as a result. Is that it?"

Kanan considered that summary. "Yes."

"Well, how did you end up here?"

"We were investigating a spatial anomaly and somehow crashed. Not much else to explain."

"I see," Phil sighed. "Hey, Professor, can you bring them back?"

Paradox just smiled. "I would, but not now. There's a bigger fish to fry."

"Like what?" Phil inquired.

"Like those Basitins you needed returned home," the lab-coated man reminded him.

"Ah. Right."

"Sadly, it's slightly late. They're already being captured and brainwashed by Doctor Merlot for use as soldiers for Salem's cause."

"Yikes."

"So now what?" Velvet asked.

"Now we must reunite the group we gathered and fight back."

"Right," Coco sighed. "Will we need any more help?"

"Possibly. But I'll take care of the gathering. You just ready your airship."

"Got it."

"Let's go!"