Chaos. A Star Wars/Game of Thrones Crossover.

Chapter 1: At an unsuspecting Westeros.

"The Night's Watch, has given you a great gift. You only have one thing to give in return, your life." A brother was saying.

"I'd gladly give my life-" 

The Brother started to grab Jon. "I don't want you to be glad about it." He said rudely. "I want you to curse and fight to your heart's dump promptly. Can you do this for me?" There was more going on but Jon agreed. It didn't seem fair that he was stuck at the Night's watch. All because Joffrey took Ned Stark who was his father's head off.

"I do." Jon answered. 

"There's just words, boy." The brother continued. "Eivor's a little warmer in the night." He then laughed. "Come on."

But Jon saw his pet Dire wolf, Ghost sniff about. As if he smelled if something was coming.

Then he continued walking by. But eventually at one point they did come across a wildling lady named Ygritte, and were in the middle of interrogating her, when. Everyone heard a loud rumble. The ground quaked. A massive one where even all of Westeros could hear it and feel it.

The good news for Grievous, was that he was unharmed, and the bad news was... His ship the Invisible Hand had crashed. Onto the Wall.

"Damage report!" Grievous angrily yelled.

"Well, this ship is destroyed." One of the Battle Droids reported.

Grievous growled. "I can see that."

And then a Tactical Droid came into what was left of the bridge. "General, our communications are disabled. It will take a while before we can get them back online and alert the Separatist fleet for help." He reported.

"For help?" Grievous asked. "And who would most come for us, IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE?!" 

"Well maybe if you weren't such a jerk all the time--." The Droid started to say. Then Grievous took out his Lightsabers and slashed him down. "OH MY GOD!"  

 "Anyone else?" Grievous asked.

"Uh, no." "Not me." "Not me." The droids answered.

"We need to move before the Jedi find us." Grievous ordered. "Find me some transportation. And position for a new base."

"Yes, General." The Tactical Droid replied. He then had all the battle droids and their tanks, Vulture Droids, and transports move and leave the cruiser where it was. And for Grievous he still had his Battle Droids, Super Battle Droids, Droidekas, and Commando Droids. And he also had the new Separatist Gunships and Vulture Droids, as well as Grievous's own Magnaguards wielding their duel electric purple staffs. They began moving South of the Wall. Leaving the Invisible Hand behind. 

"It came from over there!" Jon yelled. His friend and fellow Night's Watch member Samwell Tarly also started running next to Jon Snow. 

"You think it might be the Wildlings?" He asked.

"I don't know. Whatever it is. It's got to be really massive." Jon answered.

"It could be from one of their kind." One of the brother's suggested pointing to Ygritte. Ygritte just gave a look.

"I...don't think this was them." Sam said pointing to the Separatist Cruiser wreckage. Even Jon looked in awe at it. He had never seen anything like it before.

"What...is...that?" Sam asked.

Jon just starred at it. "I don't know."

"Well whatever it is, it destroyed your wall." Ygritte said.

"That's...impossible. The Wall is impenetrable." Another Brother protested.

"Until now." Sam replied.

"Let's go check it out." Jon declared. 

The Night's watch approached the Invisible Hand wreckage. "I've never seen any metal work like this before." Jon said. Not even the blacksmith's of Valerian Steel could forge something as mighty as this. But what was it? And why was it here? 

"Jon? What is all of this exactly?" Sam asked.

"I don't know Sam, but don't touch anything." Jon warned.

"It seems you boys don't have a clue of what anything is." Ygritte interrupted. Her arms were still tied up by Jon, but she was still smiling smugly.

Jon shook his head looking at some of the crates. "Metal crates? With no wood in sight." Why was there no wood? What was this thing? Suddenly he saw a flash of light. Which was actually a flickering light.

"Jon?" Sam asked from another corridor.

"Here Sam." Jon ran after him.

"Look down there." Sam pointed to a broken Battle Droid. "It looks like a man, but it's all metal."

"Do you think it's an armor?" Jon asked.

"It's too thin to be armor." Sam said. "And...well, I'm not just talking about for me."

   "Well, what about this table?" Ygritte asked pointing to a holo board.

Jon looked at the blue holo board. "A table that's blue. And also made of metal? Not wood." He asked.

"We don't have this in Hornhill." Sam said.

Jon touched it and activated a log recording. "Seven Hells! This is bloody Witchcraft!" He yelled.

The recording showed a message between Grievous and Count Dooku.

"Grievous. That embarrassment on Naboo nearly ruined our Master's plan." Dooku scolded.

"Bah! I underestimated their power, but we did embarrass the Jedi, Skywalker as well." Grievous reminded.

"Silence! I will not be reminded of Skywalker. I know, because I was there." Dooku reminded. 

Jon didn't like this Count Dooku, it reminded Jon a lot of Alliser Thorne. But he was more concerned on what this Grievous looked like. 

"What is that?" Sam asked in disbelief. "He doesn't look like he's anything the Maesters described." 

"No he's not. Remember that the Maesters don't understand everything." Jon answered. And he continued on with the recording.

"Salvage your remaining arms and withdraw the fleet to Separatist space." Dooku ordered.

"It will be done." Grievous replied. "Jump to Lightspeed." The recording ended.

"Separatist Space?" Jon asked.

"What's Naboo?" Sam asked.

"What's a Jedi?" Ygritte asked.

"This day just gets weirder and weirder." Jon thought.