So, this is my first real StarWars fanfiction. Okay, it isn't only mine. This is a joint project that my cousin and I started. We are both German but seeing as my English is better I am responsible for the writing. I've spent the last few years writing FanFictions so I am also a bit more experienced as an author. However he knows a lot more about StarWars than I do so I require his assistance.

We originally came up with the inspiration for this story while Playing StarWars Empire at War (Republik at War mod) and while we were kicking the Separatists asses when ever possible we kind of gave each other special ships. I chose the Pride as my Flagship. He tool another ship (the Grace).

I played out the Space battles. He took over for the ground engagements and so on.

Anyway I spent a lot of time considering writing a lemon fanfiction for StarWars and we had the inspiration for a alibi plot. Basically we imagined starting a vast slave empire and everything with Harems (Twi'lek, human, Togruta, and so on.) and all the orher cool things that make lemons in StarWars juicy.

We quickly realised that the plot was awesome and I decided to turn it into a mature but socially acceptable story so I cut out all the lemons and rape seance and also changed a few madger things in the chapters. So the priorities in the plot switched to a Si-Fi adventure FanFiction.

Familiar characters will appear through out the story and take on important roles, even madger roles however the main characters remain our creation and mirror our personalities to some extent seeing as we played them. Guess what I am Maxwell, he is Alexander. I made the plot as plausible as possible and truly hope you enjoy this.

My cousins pen name is Lengendary95
Ps. I'm already working on Book 2.

Pps. Don't whine over grammar or spelling. English isn't my first language.

Pps. What Copyright a fanfiction Probably.

Ohh and Ahsoka won't turn up for a while, she will however be a main character in book two which I am currently writing. Yes, for once I started posting a story after I actually finnished writing the whole thing.

This story is also the reason why I haven't been updating anything else.

- Location: Flagship of Republic fleet: Pride (Venator Class) orbit around Coruscant

Admiral Bay (Max) pov.
I looked out of the window of the starboard bridge half at the alert squadrons flying in formation outside. "Admiral, we have a contact on long range sensors. Fleet command wants to know if we can intercept." one of the bridge officers asked.. I sighed, "Okay, bring us in position. Have alert fighters standing bye and call a yellow alert. Helm, bring us about." Before my bridge officers could reply a lightflash appeared a few hundred miles to port.

"It's a Venator...sir I think it's the Grace." A second officer hesitantly announced.

I gritted my teeth and pushed aside tje fantasy of just blowing the Grace from Orbit. "Ahm, I think he is calling us. Should I put him through?" One of my officers, a young dark-skinned woman asked. Despite her youth Nina was one of the most capable officers on board. She also happened to be my second officer.

"Please don't." I said and ran my hand through my blond hair. I usually held a strict command but we had just returned from a eight month compain against the Separatist fleet and everyones nerves were on edge. A occasional display of humor could help in keeping crew moral up.

General Alexander (Alex) pov
location: Venator Cruiser Grace.
I crossed my arms and grinned at my brothers ship, the Pride. "Sir, the Pride is ignoring our hails." I snorted, "He does have a sense of humor." I could see some of my officers grinning. My relationship to the four star Admiral was a constant sorce of jokes, on his expense.

"Keep calling him." I ordered my bridge team and walked over to holo table. As I passed Boss (Delt team leader) I could hear him muttering something about Admirals, likely not anything flattering. "The Pride is answering the hail." Someone informed me. The transparent holo image of a young man in an Admiral's uniform flickered into existence. As usual he had his light-saber hanging from his belt and his posture was straight, even stiff. With his hands folded behind his back he was the school book example for professionalism.

I on the other hand was wearing my battered and scraped commando armor.

Before I could say something remotely amusing my brother started talking. "This is Admiral Bay, commanding officer of the battleship Pride. Please send your codes or we will open fire." I rolled my eyes. "Someone, send the codes. I keep forgetting them." I called over my shoulder before turning back to my brother. "It's a pleasure to see you Dude."

If possible Max's face hardened even more. "Okay, I've received your codes. Report to my Flagship at once. I just received new orders from Fleet-com." Before I could start to advise my brother on exotic relaxation tactics my brother cut in again. "Get over here ASAP. Admiral Bay out." The call ended.

"Your brother is almost fun." Boss joked as he leaned against the wall. "Yeah, do you think he needs to get laid?" I muttered. Max might be a brilliant Admiral and a extremely skilled fighter but he wasn't exactly known for being fun. Usually he was about as warm as Ice combined with nerves of steal.

I truly loved him but our encounterd were usually frosty. Surprisingly he was my wifes vest friend.

"What now?" I bit my lip weighing my options, "Well, I'll follow orderes for once. This could be fun after all."

Max pov.
I was sitting at my deck in my office. Despite being a warship the capitan or in this case the Admirals quarters were spacious and luxurious. I had a bedroom with a attached bathroom, a well equipped living room and an office.

Having just finnished a letter adressed to an old friend, Ahsoka Tano I skanned over the document one more time before sending it off. Then I reread my orders of deployment. The orders made no sense to me. I had completed more successful missions than any other Admiral in the Republic fleet and they were sending me to provide humanitarian aid.

Although I didn't tend to self praise this was a grose miss use of resorse. True, my casualties over the last three weeks had been pretty high. I had lost over a dozen capital ships but we had managed to take out the second largest shipyard the Separatist Aliance had.

We had also taken down a large amountof planet side industry along with over a dozen warships.

If I didn't know it better I would have guessed that high command wanted me away from the action. So my brother and I were to report to Ryloth and secure the training ruites from and to the planet.

Ryloth was far away from the coreworlds and after a series of pirate raids and natural disasters they were critticly low on resources like medicine and power. That meant they also had a large problem with a thriving net of organized crime, something my brother was supposed to take care of.

"Beep! beep!" My doorbell complained. I pressed a button on my keypad and unlocked my door which slide open revealing my brother. Just like me he was blue eyed and had fair hair. However he was wearing a commando armor minus the helmet while I was wearing my uniform. Both of us had lightsabers hanging from our belts, relics from a time in the Jedi order. Additionally he also had a holstered blaster next to his lightsaber.

While both of us had left the order I still spent a good portion of my free time working on my light-saber capabilities as well as my force abilities unlike Alex who tried to distance himself from the Jedi and everything to do with them.

Still our priorities and talents had always been in radically different disaplines. While I had always concentrated on my lightsaber abities and the practical application of the force combined with a lightsaber while my brother had always concentrated on his healing abilities.

Ironically he was now a General and a commando.

"Hi Dude. So, what's up?" Alex greeted me. I pursed my lips ignoring the less than formal greeting. Alex closed the door behind him, "Come on, we are alone Max, chill." I got up and straightened my uniform. "Hello General. Please do take a seat."

Alex pov.
I sank down into the chair and folded my hands behind my head. "So, what's the plan? There is this club I wanted to show you down on Corusant. You can even spend the night with one of the dancers if you know the manager which I happen to do." I teased him. Of course I knew that my planned leave wouldn't take place despite the last few weeks being rather rough.

Max stayed as impassive as ever. "As tempting as it sounds there is no time for that sort of a plesenatires. We got orderes from high command."

He pushed the data pad over to me. I scanned over the contence. "Really, we are going to Ryloth on such short notice?" I asked. "It appears so. Our job is to provide internal security. I will be responsible for securing the traid routes while you help the local security forces stabilize the situation on the ground."

I moved my feet onto the desktop. "When are we leaving?" Max folded his hands on the table. "In five hours. We will be delivering 500 emergency craits which we still have to take on board. The Pride also neeys to replenish her fuel."

"Can I bring my own team?" I asked. "Naturally, use the time to transfer any supplies you need from the Grace. I need to head up the bridge. Just be on station when we are ready to leave."

I grinned at him, "Ohh I will. Don't worry about me." Max gave me a stern look. "Don't do anything rash."

"Would I ever? Well, see you later." With out asking permission to leave I got up and left the office.

I pressed the communicator on my wrist. "Alex to Boss." It took a moment for Boss to reply. "Ahm hi. Yes." I grinned to myslf. "Order your team and the 25th Marines to pack their things and muster in the port hangar bay in two hours. Also arrange for our tanks and gunships to me moved to the Pride along with their crews."

"Will do. May I ask why?" "Yes, we are being deployed to Ryloth on the Pride." With that I ended the call and headed down to the main hangarbay were I had parked my ferry.

Max pov.
Despite my reservations my brother seemed to be on schedule. Half an hour ago I had assigned my ferrys and gunships to help Alex move a good portion of his Marines and all his tanks to the Pride. Most of the Grace's airwing was already on boarf in the main hangarbay along and by the time the gunships and the tanks with their transports arrived all my hangars would be filled to the brim. I also needed to move move around some cargo to make space for the 25th Marines which were after all over fourhundered men.

"Commander Jake, would you please make sure that our guests settle in Properly." I asked Master Chief Jake officer. The middle aged man stood next to me. "Aye sir." He saluted me and left the bridge.

Admiral, could you come down here?" Nina called up from one of the pits that housed the console stations.

"Coming Lieutenant." I climbed down into the pit and weaved through the consoles to the station. "Yes?" She crossed her arms. "Sir, I need more power for the environmental systems. With additional crew..." "Just make it work." I told her. "Sepperate from the Tanker as soon as we have our fuel." I yelled to no one inperticular.

Next I checked in with the weapons department in the other pit and then headed back to the large plotting screen in the large room behid the main bridge. The door if the turbo lift opened and Alex also stepped in.

"Hi Max." He greeted me looking slightly exhausted. "How are things going on your side?" I asked and leaned against the holo table. "Good, I just handed the Grace over to my XO. We should be ready on time, settling in will take some time but we can do that in Hyperspace. All we need is the hardware." "Good."

-line breaker-
The moment the last gunship was on board I gave the order to close the hangarbay doors and calculate a hyperspace jump to Ryloth. "We are ready!" Alex announced as he stepped next to me and stared out of the window.

"Good, the jump will take at least two weeks. Let's use the time to get our Marines used to working together."

Alex nodded slowly: "For once you are actually making sense. By the way, we will be meeting up with Yale at Ryloth I sighed, "Something tells me she knew beforehand of our mission."

Alex shrugged. "It does seem so. You know her better than I do. You are her best friend after all."

I was just about to remind him that he was married to her when Steve Harper announced, "Okay, we are ready for hyperspace." "Okay, Jump in 3...2...1..."

Winter Wolf & Lengendary95 over and out.