Sorry I haven't updated my other stories! But... -.- I wrote the chapters, but lost them. So until then, I hope this new story will do. I've had the idea in my head for the longest time. I always thought it would be an interesting crossover. As you will be able to tell, it'll take place after Freak Nation. The reason this is the Star Wars section and not Dark Angel is because it will be taking place mostly in the Star Wars realm.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did, well...You don't want to know.

Location: Seattle, Washington

Max stood by, watching some X5's spar in order to release some of their pent up tension. She sensed him walk behind her, also watching the sparring. She glanced up at him, "What Alec?"

"We're running low on supplies. They're starting to get a little rowdy. If we don't show that we know what to do, I think they'll either leave or try to overthrow us." he said, being serious for a change. Max sighed, she had known it was coming, but not when, she hadn't expected it to be so soon. She glanced at the spar, wondering how long before mutiny hit them, "We need money Maxie. And we need it now. If we don't, we won't be able to buy food and supplies."

She sighed, wondering why she had to be in control. It's not like she had volunteered for the job, it was just handed to her. She sighed once more, "Alec, we need to get something valuable to sell. I'm leaving it up to you to find something worthwhile. When you do, come to me and I'll see what our next move is."

"Right." He paused then chuckled, "If anything I can always whore myself out." He tried to joke around, but it fell flat.

Max just sighed, "Look, I'm gonna go see Logan all right?" At his nod, she flashed him a small smile before leaving.

Alec sighed, he hated being serious, but he knew he had to when the occasion called for it. And it had been calling a lot lately. More and more transgenics had appeared which meant more mouths to feed and clothes to buy. Both he and Max had become well known to the outside world as X5's, and they weren't allowed into many places. The normal people's fear was absolute.

He turned, walking into the 'command center' to see if he could find anything worth stealing. He paused as he heard voices inside talking.

"…Unstable."

"Yes, I heard some were planning of taking over. It'll happen soon I expect."

"Yes, I mean. Love Max and all, but she can't lead. We need someone that's capable."

"And she keeps letting normal people in here, not just transgenics. If we're not allowed out there, why should we let them into our safe haven? Why can't we treat them the way we're treated?"

"Who do you think she'd choose? Us or them? Or should I say us or that Logan guy."

Alec couldn't take it anymore, "And who do you think you are?" Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing, "Who? To criticize her. She's trying her hardest to do everything and you're not helping. Who helped destroy Manticore? Who helped destroy it and kept White at bay? Who the hell rescued those who were captured by White? And what the hell gives you the right to think you know better than her."

Everyone stared, having always been the easy going jokester, no one expected such an outburst from Alec. He walked up to the X5's that had been talking, "And by saying things like that, you're acting just like them. We're supposed to try to try to live in peace." He finished, growling a bit.

They stared, "Uh, sorry…" came a murmur from around. He huffed a bit before heading to the computer to search for something to steal. It was quiet. After a while he printed out what he needed and stood, heading out. Once he exited he heard a murmur begin to grow. He didn't care. Those ungrateful bastards could talk smack all they wanted. It meant nothing to him. Right now he had to show Max what he had found.

Max stood in front of the sink, her hands gripping it tightly. Instead of having gone to see Logan, she had gone to help Alec look for something valuable. She had heard what had happened in the so called command center. She didn't know whether she was sad or hurt. 'More like pissed.' She thought. She tried to calm herself down, to breathe. She had known this was coming, but she didn't want to believe. She stared at her reflection, seeing the marks from before. She blinked. They hadn't been there earlier. She closed her eyes, her anger quickly subsiding into anxiety. What was happening to her? She had noticed lately that the marks had been appearing and disappearing. And at times, from the side of her eyes, she would notice things move. Or at least she thought they were moving. Her hands were shaking less, and slowly she opened her eyes. She nearly screamed, backing away from the sink. She turned, seeing objects floating about two feet of the ground. She saw razors, shampoo, conditioners and such floating around. She took deep breathes, trying to extinguish the panic that was rising in her.

She felt as if a seizure were coming, sliding to the floor she began to shake, the things around her began to shake violently in a circle. Her hand reached up to the cabinet, grabbing a pill box. Quickly she uncapped it as items began to spin in a circle, violently. Her shakes worsened. The pills fell onto the floor as she tried to get a hold of something to steady herself.

"Max?"

"A-Alec!"

The door opened, showing Alec with a horrified look on his face. He ran to her, pushing aside whatever lay in his way. He saw the pills and knew what was happening. He grabbed a few and forced her mouth open, making her take them. After a bit she began to calm down. The shakes gradually lessened until they came to an all out stop, along with everything that was floating. There was a huge crash from everything hitting the floor all at once. Alec had managed to block a couple of things from hitting either him or Max.

He held her in her arms, comforting her, "Max…What the hell was that?"

"I, I don't know." She held out her hand to him, showing him the now fading marks.

"Did Logan ever get back to you on that?"

"No," Max looked up at him, before realizing she was in his arms. She stood up, "I better clean up this mess."

He nodded, standing up. He exited the bathroom and waited for her in her room. When she was done, she came out. Ready for the interrogation that was about to begin.

Location: Unknown.

A man walked down a white hallway, making his way to the only door. There he stood in front a device that was eye level. A red beam shot out to him, "Retinal scan accepted." The door opened, allowing him to pass on through.

In the room there was a huge screen that took up almost a whole wall up front. To the sides lay other screens, each showing different parts of the world. There were stations scattered throughout, people sat quietly doing their work.

"What was so important that you had to wake me up?"

"Sir? We've found one. Seattle Washington. The machine is getting the exact location now. Recon shows that this one is a first time user, yet the power level was a level three and rising. The power that was recorded was different than any other we've received so far." Said a young man from the main computer station.

The man hid his shock, "Interesting. Keep an eye out. I want this one bagged along with any potentials. Have them brought back here. And remember, do not tell anyone."

"Sir." Said the young man, saluting before getting back to work.

The other man walked out, heading to his room. He came upon a door and placed his hand on a flat platform. A beam scanned him before letting him in. Once there he went and kneeled in a small circular platform in the center. A hologram of a man in a cloak appeared.

"Master."

"Ah. You bring news?"

"Yes. It seems the one you were searching for has been found. The machines picked up a signal. We will find him soon. He will be delivered to you along with any we find."

"Excellent. Do not fail me."

"Yes my master."

"I want him captured. And as for any extras…I can always use more to sharpen my saber on."

"Yes my lord."

"I must go now. Remember, he must not be killed. Or else." The image faded.

The man growled, he hated having to answer to that man. Hated calling him master. He turned to a vase nearby and lifted his hand at it. The vase flew across the room. He calmed himself. He would have to keep this charade up. At least, until the time came for him to strike. Then, he would kill the fool.

"You may have created me, but you will not rule me." He said to himself, thinking on how he would use this person that he would get to destroy his 'master.'

Well? What do you think? Does it have potential? Please review telling me what you think. I never really was satisfied with DA's ending, I wanted to know more about the markings on Max. So this is me trying to make something of it. Hope you enjoy it.

Other stories: I will be looking for them, but will most likely rewrite the chapters. Sorry for the wait.