A/N: Hey, fans of both Star Wars and Redwall! I'm honestly surprised that no one's written a crossover of these franchises yet. There's a first time for everything, I guess!
This story is in an alternate universe - that is, the storyline may be different for one or both of the franchises in the case of a crossover. In this story, Redwall is more so in an alternate universe than Star Wars.
This story takes place some time after A New Hope in the Star Wars universe, and during Redwall in the Redwall universe. Also, an important note: Aside from Logical Mario, this is my first story that does not have a backlog for future chapters, aside from the first three chapters. It is also my first crossover story. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy reading.
Disclaimer: All Redwall elements belong to their respective owner(s), and all Star Wars elements belong to Disney and Lucasfilms.
Without further ado, let us begin...
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...
EPISODE I: THE MOSSFLOWER EXCURSION
HAVING PREVIOUSLY DESTROYED THE EMPIRE'S INFAMOUS WEAPON, THE DEATH STAR, THE CREW OF THE MILLENNIUM FALCON ARE ACTIVELY SEEKING OUT A PLANET SUITABLE FOR HOUSING A NEW BASE FOR THE REBEL ALLIANCE.
BUT THEY HAVE HAD NO SUCH LUCK AS YET. ALL THE PLANETS THEY HAD SEARCHED FOR EXISTED IN THE ARCHIVES, MEANING THE EMPIRE HAD CONTROL OVER THEM.
BUT THERE IS ONE PLANET THE EMPIRE HAD NOT DISCOVERED...
"The deflector shields won't hold much longer!" shouted Han Solo as the ship took another hit from the pursuing Star Destroyer.
"That thing's been following us for the past seven parsecs," calculated Leia as she buckled in and prepared for the worst. Chewbacca growled in reply.
"We can't use the hyperdrive engine," said Luke. "Not if it's faulty. Besides, that Star Destroyer can easily overtake us."
"Now do you see why I hate space travel?" quipped C-3PO. R2-D2 turned to the protocol droid and communicated in its usual manner of beeping.
"No, it is certainly not thrilling!" Threepio replied. "Only holocron viewers would say that."
"Never say never, kid," said Han from his seat at the controls of the Millennium Falcon. "I just had it repaired last week. Now let's get out of here!"
Pulling the appropriate lever, Han watches as all the stars out the viewscreen became brilliant streaks of blue that whipped past them.
"Captain Solo, you've done it again," Leia said as she unbuckled and stood up, the danger now momentarily over.
Han clasped his hands behind his back. "That's why I'm the captain," he bragged. "There could not have been better person to make the Kessel run in-"
Chewbacca growled in exasperation.
"Chewie, you took the words right out of my mouth," said Leia.
"We've got some leftover blue milk in the cooler," Luke brought up. "Does anyone want some?"
"If it's from Tattooine, forget about it," called Han. "But since I've been to Tattooine hundreds of times, and the wretched hive of scum and villainy has hardened me into what I am today... sure, go ahead."
As Luke left the room, Leia turned back to Han, who was focused on one of the readouts. "We're coming up on a planet," he announced as he pulled the lever that took them out of hyperdrive.
"Which one?" questioned Leia.
"That's the thing," replied Han. "I don't remember this planet at all. Must have come from wild space or something."
Leia studied the planet as they got closer. It had vast oceans, a largely forested area, cold north lands, and desert south lands.
Luke re-entered the cockpit with his blue milk. "What's going on? Is that a new planet?"
"Looks like it," answered Han as they entered the planet's atmosphere.
"It looks peaceful," said Luke. "As if the Empire hasn't touched it."
To prove his point, there was not a single Star Destroyer, TIE Fighter, or Imperial freighter in sight.
"Don't get cocky, kid," warned the scruffy pilot. "You don't know what's happening on the ground. Besides, there's nothing to stop the Empire from coming here at any time."
However, it was all but peaceful on the planet's surface.
The sounds of war echoed through the woods. In a massive clearing stood a tall, beautiful sandstone building known as Redwall Abbey. Several archers were perched on the abbey's parapet, firing arrows down at an invading force consisting of hundreds of rats.
"More archers on the walls!" ordered Constance from her spot on the parapet. "We can't afford loss!"
She then took a deep breath and shouted the battle cry.
"Redwaaaaaaalllll!"
Cluny the Scourge was in his tent, poring over his strategy map. It was hard to concentrate due to the Redwallers echoing that badger's battle cry, plus the other sounds of war. But he hoped he would eventually reap the fruits of his labors before long.
He had sent a patrol to scout the abbey grounds and report back to him, providing even minute details such as rocks and ditches. Hence the map.
It was midday, so the sun was almost directly above him. This was good for him, but it would be even better if it were a little later in the day. The the sun would be in the Redwallers' eyes if he invaded from the west. But he couldn't really move west without the mice noticing, so he would have to stay put for a while.
Just then a frantic Cheesethief entered the tent.
"I thought you were ramming the gates," growled the rat, his one eye glaring at the underling as if it could see through his soul.
"I-I-I was!" stuttered Cheesethief. "But they got some more recruits and just shot arrows at most of the rats at the ram. Then they mentioned vegetable oil - that did it for me."
"But did they actually pour the vegetable oil on the ram?"
"N-No, Chief."
Cluny stood up, his teeth bared. "Afraid of something that never happened, aren't you?! I'll tell you what you can do! Fetch more soldiers and sneak around the back of the abbey. And make it quick! Now go before your spine becomes part of my standard!"
"Cheesethief gulped. "Y-Yes, Chief, right away, Chief," he squeaked before scurrying out of the tent.
Cluny sat back down. There was nothing quite like making progress...
It was almost surprising how Abbot Mortimer's pacing hadn't worn out the floor of Cavern Hole already. Clearly something was on his mind.
"Is something wrong, Father?" asked Matthias as he entered the room.
Mortimer stopped pacing. "Jess Squirrel and Basil Stag Hare should have been back about an hour ago with the dock leaves I sent them for."
"I wouldn't worry about it," said Matthias. "Perhaps something came up that delayed them."
Then he realized something. "Perhaps even Cluny's horde."
"Great seasons!" exclaimed the Father Abbot as he began pacing once more. "Both Jess and Basil are very capable on their own, but they'll never stand a chance against Cluny - not even together. Young Matthias, I need you to go and find them."
"Yes, sir, Father Abbot!"
"And please steer completely clear of Cluny's horde!"
He grabbed his staff and made his way to the door. But no sooner had he reached it when it swung open. In walked Jess Squirrel and Basil Stag Hare. Both were panting and carrying armfuls of dock leaves. But there was something in their faces that told him there was something a little more than just a delay.
"You'll never guess... What we just saw!" panted Jess.
A/N: How was that for the first chapter? I know, I used "cooler" in the first segment, but I don't know what the Star Wars universe calls a refrigerator. I do, however, know they call the bathroom a "refresher", as seen on Star Wars Rebels.