Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

In the cave, Ahsoka tossed and turned on the edge of dreaming, her inner uneasiness following her like a shadow, making it difficult for her to sleep. Her thoughts were like floating ghosts, unable to find a harbor to rest.

"Are you happy?" a voice whispered in her ear and she blinked, looking around in confusion.

Was that voice an illusion? She looked around for a moment, but saw no sign of anyone. Perhaps it was just her imagination.

"Your master, how does he treat you? Is he a good mentor?" The voice sounded again, with an indescribable depth.

Ahsoka subconsciously touched the necklace around her neck. It was a gift from Spider-Man. Just like the gift from Barris, she had never taken it off since she received it.

Suddenly, her sight caught a figure, standing in the blazing fire, with her face looming in the firelight. This was a person she was familiar with but unfamiliar with, who seemed to be about fifteen years older than her. Her eyes slid from her shoulders to her waist, where a lightsaber was hanging.

Young Ahsoka stood up and faced this strange yet familiar figure. "What do you mean?" she asked, with an indescribable confusion in her voice.

“Mine will eventually be yours.’ The simple response only confused the young Padawan.

"...sorry?"

"To be more specific, I am your future, your potential."

Ahsoka frowned, her eyes wary. "This is just a silly trick," she said to the figure.

"No, the way the Force works in these places is far more complicated than you think," the other explained calmly.

Ahsoka shook her head, clearly skeptical of the statement. "Hmm..." She hummed.

The "older" Ahsoka shook her head. "You have learned a lot when studying the history of the Jedi Knights, but have you noticed the way to coexist with the Force? Your companions, your friends, they are all helpers on your path to growth."

Hearing this, young Ahsoka chose to remain silent.

"Your potential is limitless," the elder continued, "but you haven't answered my earlier question - what about your master? Is he a good mentor?

Faced with this series of questions, young Ahsoka fell into deep thought. Her heart was like a huge wave, full of doubts and expectations about the possibilities of the future. However, no matter how profound and complex the dialogue in the dream was, when the morning light came, she still had to face the challenges and choices in reality.

"He's... good. I couldn't stand him at first, but over time, he took root in my heart like a tree." Young Ahsoka put down her lightsaber and recalled some past experiences. "We occasionally quarrel, but it's because we are very similar. He is passionate and impulsive, but I trust him with my life."

"Just like Peter."

Hearing this, young Ahsoka was stunned. "What? What are you talking about?"

The future of Padawan seemed to unfold before her with a mischievous smile. "At least you have Barris to cover for you."

This statement seemed more like a teasing, and Padawan felt a heat rising from his chest.

"I really don't understand what you are saying now." She asked confusedly, but no one seemed willing to respond to her.

"If you think about it, you'll find that the compliments from Barris and Peter are overwhelming. They're like an anchor that keeps you grounded. Because they're your age, you're more likely to connect with them than anyone else. You invest more time in them than you probably realize."

These words were beginning to make Ahsoka feel a little uneasy, she couldn't seem to fully refute the words that seemed to come from her future self.

"However, because of this, you began to question many aspects of your life," the older Ahsoka murmured, "and conflicting emotions that you had never been trained to have began to grow within you. You faced many contradictions, many of which were similar to Barriss's."

Young Ahsoka stammered in response, "What…what are you talking about…"

But her old friend interrupted her with a warm and happy smile, "Go explore your feelings, you know they are real."

"No, no, but I..." Ahsoka tried to argue.

But the words were interrupted by a frown. "If you keep avoiding them, you will end up getting hurt more," the elder Ahsoka Tano warned.

Just then, Padawan wakes up from his dream and exhales.

"Ahsoka, are you okay?"

Padavan raised her head with a relieved smile on her face. She realized that in the face of the revelations and warnings from her future self, she needed to bravely face the contradictions and conflicts in her heart. Because only by truly exploring and understanding can she find her own direction forward.

Obi-Wan stood beside her, while Black Panther appeared in their sight, kneeling on one knee.

"What a dramatic way you woke up," Kenobi teased.

Black Panther observed Ahsoka and guessed, "You must have been dreaming?" His eyes then moved to Ahsoka.

There was a brief silence, as Ahsoka seemed to be lost in thought. Then she spoke, "I have a strange feeling." There was a sense of urgency in her tone, "I think the others are in trouble."

Obi-Wan nodded in understanding. "It's very possible," he said. "It seems that the entire planet is hiding a greater crisis."

T'Challa paused briefly as he spoke, staring at Obi-Wan until he took it all in. Obi-Wan blinked, as if seeking more information.

"T'Challa, are you okay?" he asked slowly. Black Panther's gaze made him feel a little strange.

After a few seconds of silence, Black Panther cleared his throat and shook his head. "I'm fine. We have to act now." His tone was firm, and his eyes revealed determination.