What if Anakin Skywalker Crash Landed in Middle-Earth

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What if Anakin Skywalker Crash Landed in Middle Earth? Let’s explore the depths of it in the video.
The stars twisted and screamed around Anakin, alarms blared in the cockpit of his Jedi interceptor. Anakin Skywalker, just on his way to the battle of Coruscant, fought the controls, sweat pouring from his brow, but the ship would not respond.
Anakin: R2, stabilize the nav systems!
The astromech beeped in panic. A tear in space—a violent ripple in the Force—opened in front of them. Lightning cracked in the void. This wasn't hyperspace. It was something else. A hole in reality itself.
Anakin: This isn't good
The ship was pulled forward, sucked into the tear. Stars vanished. Time folded. The Force shuddered.
Then—
Impact.
The starfighter exploded through the skies of another world, trailing fire across a dusky horizon. Below, green hills and jagged mountains filled the land. Forests, rivers, stone towers...
Middle-earth.
Anakin braced himself as the ship careened toward the ground. Trees tore apart. Metal screamed. Then everything went black.
He awoke to birdsong and the smell of grass. Groaning, he pushed wreckage off his body. Smoke rose from the shattered hull of the interceptor. R2 was a pile of scrap beside it.
He staggered upright, clutching his lightsaber. The Force felt different here. Older. Wilder.
Footsteps.
Voices.
He crouched low, lightsaber in hand. Three men in cloaks hurried toward him—one tall and dark-haired, the others shorter, cloaked in brown.
Anakin: Stay back!
The tall one held up a hand.
Aragorn: We mean you no harm. My name is Aragorn. Who are you?
Anakin: Anakin Skywalker. Jedi Knight.
Aragorn: Jedi? That name is unknown to me. You fell from the sky. There was fire in the heavens.
One of the smaller men stepped forward.
Samwise: Mr. Aragorn, we should get back. Frodo’s still—
A scream.
They sprinted through the woods toward the cry. Shadows loomed. The trees whispered warnings. Then Anakin saw them.
Frodo Baggins lay on the ground, clutching his shoulder. Around him, black-robed wraiths—the Nazgûl—closed in.
Anakin ignited his lightsaber.
The humming blue blade cast light through the trees. The Nazgûl recoiled.
Anakin: Back!
The wraiths hissed and lunged. Anakin moved like a storm. He slashed through the first, and the creature dissolved in shrieks. The second struck with a cursed blade—Anakin parried, spun, and drove his saber through its chest. The others fled into the dark.
Frodo gasped.
Frodo: What... what are you?
Anakin dropped beside him.
Anakin: A friend. You’re hurt
Aragorn knelt too.
Aragorn: He’s been stabbed. The blade was Morgul. He must get to Elrond.
Anakin: Elrond?
Aragorn: Lord of Rivendell. He can heal this wound. We must ride now.
Anakin nodded.
Anakin: Then let’s not waste time.
The sun bathed Rivendell in golden light as Anakin stood on the veranda. He watched as elves moved gracefully through the stone walkways, tending to gardens and singing softly.
Inside the great hall, leaders from across Middle-earth gathered—Elrond, Gandalf, Aragorn, Boromir, Gimli, Legolas, and the hobbits.
Elrond: Strange are the paths of fate. Anakin Skywalker—fallen from the sky, wielding a blade of light.
Gandalf eyed him thoughtfully.
Gandalf: You’re not of this world, are you, friend?
Anakin: No. I come from a galaxy far from here. I was pulled through a rift... I don’t know how or why. But I know darkness when I see it. Those Nazgûl—something calls to them, something like the Sith.
Boromir scoffed.
Boromir: This is folly. We need warriors, not tales of sorcery.
Anakin stepped forward.
Anakin: I saved Frodo. That blade was real, and it seems like you need me.
Elrond: Your presence here cannot be chance. The Ring must be destroyed. We will form a Fellowship. Will you join?
Gandalf: And perhaps... we can learn from each other.
Anakin nodded.
Anakin: The Force brought me here. I will not ignore it.
The road was perilous, much more difficult than the fellowship had thought. Their path took them to the mountains of Caradhras. However, snow and storm forced the Fellowship to turn from Caradhras. They arrived at the blackened cliffs near the Gates of Moria.
Gandalf touched the ancient walls.
Gandalf: Speak, friend, and enter…
Legolas: It’s Elvish
Legolas said, examining the runes. He touched the stone.
Legolas: Mellon.
The doors groaned open.
Inside, darkness swallowed them.
Gandalf: Stay close


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