Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

Natasha Romanoff is not a simple woman, to say the least. Not at all, as she is a trained spy whose skills were favored by the KGB, SHIELD, and HYDRA, until finally she felt she had found her place in the superhero team that is the Avengers.

Now, she and most of her team are together again. In a galaxy far, far away. But now, more of them are in danger, unable to find the rest, and then there are some new members of the team who have recently arrived. And they still haven't found a way to get home.

So... yes, in terms of space travel, this is going to be a long first trip for everyone.

At this moment, the Wasp was dragging her through the Senate building.

"Then why did you take me with you, Hope?"

"Because you need more social activities."

“I’m a social person,” Black Widow said. “I even helped Steve a lot.

“It’s not work socializing, it’s personal socializing.”

"I'm a spy, remember? I was trained to be very social." Black Widow said defensively.

"Right~ now come on, let's see how you fare in this world of manipulation and lying galactic politics."

They walked through one of the many hallways, a place that Black Widow was somewhat familiar with due to her recent "work" here.

"So what does it look like here?" asked Black Widow.

“Nothing crazy or heartbreaking,” the Wasp said, “except for the whole… you know.

Black Widow could only frown as she thought about the Jedi and their recruitment methods. After all, it was all too familiar to her. They said that despite the good things they did. There was always a darker side to it. It just hadn't shown itself yet.

Entering a specific meeting room, Black Widow saw several familiar faces.

"Ah, hello, Hope." Padmé greeted her with a smile.

"Hey, Padmé. I brought a friend.

Padmé turned her attention to the other Avenger in the room, recognizing her. "Oh, you're... Natasha, right?

“Yes,” Black Widow nodded and said, “And you…look exactly like the girlfriend of one of our friends.

Padmé blinked, staring at her in mild confusion.

"Excuse me?"

“There is a person on our planet, and we are not exaggerating when we say this, who looks exactly like you.

"I never knew there was such a wonderful thing."

“No one seems to have told you.”

"It seems so." Padmé muttered, "So what does this 'other me' look like?"

"Jane Foster is an accomplished astronomer," Hope said simply, "and it seems that she and our Avengers colleague Thor met during a field mission."

"Field duty?" Padmé repeated. "Is she some kind of soldier?"

"She was a scientist," Hope said. "She was one of the most important leaders in astrophysics and astronomy. Thanks to her, more revolutionary knowledge was made available to the public.

Padmé hummed in interest, wanting to know more, when she noticed a few people walking up from behind Wasp and Black Widow, one of them waving at her.

"Well, I'd love to hear more about 'alter ego' later. For now, let me introduce you to my close friends in the Senate.

As she walked over, one thing quickly flashed through Black Widow's mind: Oh my God.

"Natasha, Hope, I want you all to meet Rio Chuchi, Mon Mothma, and Bail Organa—"

"We've met before." Black Widow interrupted Padmé.

"Ok?"

"During a hostage situation."

"Really? How come I didn't know?

"I was one of the last people to point a gun at you guys."

This answer made the others look unhappy.

Organa squinted at the red-haired Avenger, noticing that her face matched no face of any of the bounty hunters holding them hostage. However, her eyes...

"I don't remember meeting you."

Black Widow simply pulled an intricate piece of silver cloth from her belt and handed it to her, "This little thing will help hide most of my facial features." She put it over her face and adjusted it, pressing a small button on the side. Black Widow turned around and took a closer look, and the cloth began to move and change, making her face look exactly like the Naboo Senator. "The only thing that would really make it perfect is to adjust the voice modulator and put on the wig."

"Incredible," Mothma said. "I've seen cloaking and shape-shifting technology before, but nothing to this degree.

"Wait, are you the Zabrak?" Organa began.

"Hey, it seems you guessed it." Black Widow said in a tone of praise, "How did you guess it?"

"Your eyes." Bell pointed at himself.

"Impressive." Black Widow nodded. "Yeah, the eyes are a small detail."

"But how can you talk, let alone eat?" Chu Qi asked. "I don't see any gaps in the cloth around your mouth."

"Well, this thing is not that important." Black Widow waved her hand and took off the mask, revealing her normal face. "What's important is that it still works."

"So Natasha," Padmé looked at the spy. "I heard from your friend and team leader, Captain Rogers, that you were one of the original Avengers when the team was first formed."

"Really? Where did you hear that?

"I was throwing a party on Coruscant," Padmé said. "I knew your group well before you were discovered."

"almost."

"But who is that new guy?" Padmé asked. "While the Slo Beast was causing chaos, I noticed a new face dressed in red and blue. He was using some kind of white rope to move around the large creature."

"Oh, that's our newest member on Earth, somehow ended up here," Hope said. "Calls himself Spider-Man."

"Spider-Man?"

"Code name."

Chucky then added. "Ah, yes, Pietro mentioned that his code name is Spider-Man."

"Each of us has our own code name and name." Black Widow said. "In the eyes of Earthlings, I am Black Widow. In the eyes of my friends, I am Natasha.

Padmé thought to herself, "So how did you find Coruscant?"

"It's a big fucking city," Black Widow declared. "The whole planet is a city, right?"

"Yes," Mothma nodded and said, "Coruscant is a city-world that has been the capital of the Republic for almost all of recorded history."

“Unfortunately, the history before that has been lost to time,” Organa said, “although I know some scholars believe there may be planets elsewhere that hold the history of the entire galaxy.

"Well, I hope they can figure it out soon," Hope said. "Maybe they can succeed."

"Perhaps they will," Organa said with a shrug. "Maybe all will be well after this war."