AN: Alright everyone, before we begin I'm going to say that this will be my last update for an unknown period of time as I'm working on a project for my stories here that will be the greatest update I've ever done and I want to make it as amazing as possible.
AN2: I've decided on the majority of Harry's crew and I'm going to show those here (barring a few surprises)
First off his Marauder-Class Corvette (which if you don't know what it looks like there's a picture on my Facebook Page) has extended space on the inside to hold a larger crew as well as be able to set up a room where they can grow their own food. It also has a dozen Y-Wing fighters and the Starship the 'Rogue Shadow' (Please note that I do have a good reason for the Rogue Shadow, Galen, Juno, and Proxy)
For her crew it goes as follows (if there is _ instead of a name that means it's a surprise XD)
Harry (Captain)
Galen Marek A.K.A Starkiller (Second in Command)
Juno Mars (Chief Pilot)
_ (Head of Droid control)
Oola (Medic)
An OC Albino Wookie [still need a name for him] (Engine repairs)
Dobby (overall ship maintenance and cleaning)
_ (Tactician)
Proxy (Private guard for officers)
HK-47 (Private guard for officers)
Maris Brood (commander of ground troops when going into hostile areas to explore)
Captain Rex (Chief of Security) [took the name from the show but it won't be that clone]
A group of roughly one thousand clone troopers who defected when they refused to kill Jedi
A selection of various droids, both battle and non, to take care of the ship
Eventually:
Luke
Leia
Shadow of the Force
Chapter 5
-Luke-
His mouth set in a firm line he kept his eyes on the horizon, speeding towards Mos Eisley with Obi-Wan, R2-D2, and C3PO with him. He sped away from the life he knew and the burned wreckage of what had been his family's moisture farm, his Aunt and Uncle both dead after being murdered.
He had shown Obi-Wan the message hidden in R2-D2 and received watched the full message from a beautiful woman the aged Jedi Master called Princess Leia who was begging Obi-Wan for aide. The woman had asked Obi-Wan to take the R2 unit to her father on Alderan as it contained secret plans to aid the rebel alliance.
Obi-Wan had asked him to join with the aged Jedi in the mission, to learn the ways of the Jedi Order like his father before him and become the old man's apprentice but he had refused. He explained how he couldn't just abandon his Aunt and Uncle out of the blue and even still, he already had hopes to join the crew of a friend's ship within the next year.
Obi-Wan had been openly disappointed at his answer but accepted it and asked to be taken as far as Mos Eisley. Even still, he was sure he had seen a flash of conflicted relief behind the old man's eyes before they had gotten into his speeder to head back to his farm where Obi-Wan could explain about why the Droid would no longer remain on Tatooine.
On the way they had run into the Jawa tribe that had sold him R2 and C3PO in the first place and found them all dead. They were slaughtered by Imperial Stormtroopers who had taken the time to disguise it as a raid from the Sand People. Realizing that the Jawas would have given up his family in a heartbeat they sped back to the farm only to find it razed, the charred skeletons of his Aunt and Uncle laying in the dirt outside.
He had nearly lost himself to grief at the sight of their charred remains but Obi-Wan had used a force technique to, for a short time, bring them back as force ghosts so he could gain closure.
-Flashback-
He stared at the transparent visages of his beloved Aunt and Uncle, their shades smiling down at him with love filled eyes. "Oh my boy," his Aunt, and the only mother figure he'd ever known, tried to cup his cheek only for her spectral hand to pass through him "my beautiful little boy."
"I'm sorry," he cried as he tried to hold them even as he simply slipped through their ghostly forms "I…I couldn't save you!"
"Enough of that Luke." His Uncle chided, trying to swat his forehead with clear fingers "We died yes, the empire killed us yes, but it wasn't your fault. If anything I'm grateful that you weren't here because then you'd be a skeleton right alongside us."
"But-" he tried to protest as his Aunt kissed his forehead with ghostly lips.
"No Luke," she said softly "we love you, both of us do. You're the son we never had and we couldn't be prouder of you. Mourn us yes but don't let our deaths drag you down or destroy you. Keep our memories alive by living your live to the fullest you can."
"Do what your Aunt says Luke," Uncle Owen said with a proud smile at him "and try to find Harry if you can. Oh, and if the two of you see any Stormtroopers and you know you're not in danger…give em hell!"
"Owen!" Beru chided before turning back towards him just as they started to fade "And Luke, we-" but he never found out what they tried to say as they faded before they finished.
Rising from the ground he whipped away his tears and turned back to Obi-Wan, "Let's go," he said in a choked up voice "there's nothing left for me here."
-End Flashback-
Pulling up in front of a bar called the Mos Eisley Cantina he walked in along with Obi-Wan and the droids. "Hey!" the bartender yelled when they were barely through the door of the smoke filled bar, pointing at the two droids "We don't serve their kind here!"
"Go wait by the speeder." he ordered softly as the golden protocol droid nodded and led the little astro droid back out.
"I'll try to find us transportation off the planet," Obi-Wan whispered to him "try to stay out of trouble."
Ignoring the man's statement, he walked over to the bar and ordered a drink that Harry had mentioned to him before, dutifully ignoring the looks he was getting from the various patrons of the inn. He was just about to take a sip of his drink when a blue alien with two pink bulges under its chin growled at him. He was about to ignore the creature and enjoy his drink when the ugly bastard next to him grabbed his shoulder and yanked him around. "My friend doesn't like you." The disfigured looking being sneered.
"So?" he asked coldly, channeling Harry's habit of mouthing off when in a bad mood before moving to return to his drink.
Before he could actually manage to enjoy some of it the patron yanked him around again "I don't like you either." The alien said with an ugly sneer. When he simply gave a deadpan blink, completely unimpressed the alien growled and jabbed at his chest with a greasy finger "You don't get it do you?" the alien snarled, "We're wanted men! I have the death sentence on twelve systems!"
"Just twelve?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, knowing it would piss the idiot off and, sure enough, the two aliens yelled and tried to attack him only for the blue one to lose an arm while the smaller disfigured looking one lost a head to a glowing blue lightsaber held by Obi-Wan.
"Didn't I tell you to stay out of trouble?" the old man asked him with a raised eyebrow.
"I didn't go looking for it, it decided to find me." He said with an uncaring shrug causing the old man to frown.
"Come, believe I may have found someone who can get us off world." Obi-Wan told him and led him over to a table where they saw another human and a large Wookie.
"So," the man says once they sit down "the name's Han Solo, I'm Captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewy here tells me that you two are trying to get passage to the Alderan system."
"Yes indeed, assuming it's a fast ship." Obi-Wan said with a nod.
"Assuming? You've never heard of the Millennium Falcon?" Han asked them in a mixture of shock and indignation.
"Should I have?" the aged Jedi asked with honest confusion.
At that Han leaned forward with a cocky smirk and stated "It's the ship that made the Kessler Run in less than twelve Parsecs. It's outrun Imperial Starships and I'm not talking about the local cruisers mind you but the big Corillian ships. Is that fast enough for you old man? What's the cargo anyway?"
"Only passengers." Obi-Wan said with a calm expression "Myself, the boy, two droids…and no questions asked."
"You in some kind of local trouble?" Han asked with a chuckle and he had to resist punching the cocky captain
"Let's just say we'd like to avoid any…Imperial Entanglements." Obi-Wan said stiffly but he knew that the old man made a mistake judging by the greedy look in the Captain's eyes.
"Well that's the real trick isn't it," Han said leaning back with the smirk of a man who thought they had all the cards "and that's going to cost you something extra. I want ten thousand, all in advanced."
"Ten Thousand?!" he whispered in shock "We might as well buy our own ship for that you two bit hustler!"
"And who'd pilot it kid? You?" Han asked with an amused sneer.
Noticing something out of the corner of his eye he gave the duo in front of him a vicious smirk "I'm not a bad pilot myself but I have a better idea. We'll get him," he pointed to the person he just saw walk in "to take us for free."
"Do you know who that is brat?" Han asked wide eyed "He's-"
"An old friend." He said, cutting off the conman as he pulled the old Jedi up and walked over to the raven haired captain "Hello Harry." He said somewhat stiffly as the captain looked at him in relief.
"Luke!" Harry said, pulling him into a tight brotherly hug "Thank the Force I was worried about you after your Aunt and Uncle activated the Emergency Beacon. I'm guessing since you're here safe that it was just an accident?"
Realizing that his Aunt had likely been trying to tell him that they had called Harry he felt a new tear fall from his eye "They're dead Harry," he whispered as his friend froze, as did the human and the Twi'lek that stood behind his friend "both of them. Murdered by Stormtroopers."
"I'm sorry Luke," Harry said, placing a strong hand on his shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze before turning to the man who was standing behind the group "Galen, when we get back to the ship send a message out to the crew. It's now open season on all Stormtroopers."
"Yes Captain." The man with short cropped hair said with a nod.
"Luke said that you could get us to Alderan." Obi-Wan spoke up hesitantly, staring at the angry man hesitantly.
"Easily," Harry said with a nod "come on. I have a smaller ship docked here in one of the hangars and it can take us up to my main ship." Nodding they followed his friend to a ship that Harry introduced as the Rogue Shadow before climbing aboard and blasting off towards the space above the planet.
-Omake-
-End of Marcus' first year-
Panting he lay on the ground, bloodied and bruised next to his friends Ron and Hermione. They had put together clues throughout the year about how the Philosopher's stone was hidden in the abandoned third floor corridor and were sure about how Voldemort would be going after it. The only thing that had actually surprised him was that it was Quirrell who was aiding Voldemort instead of Snape like his father always said would eventually happen.
"So," the Voldemort possessed Professor Quirrell sneered at them, "this is the best that the vaulted 'Boy-Who-Lived' can do? Pathetic."
"Shut up!" he yelled and fired a reducto at the Dark Wizard only for it to be swatted aside like a fly, exploding against a column while the arrogant bastard simply laughed at him.
"Oh this is rich," Voldemort, hissed at him mirthfully before moving to examine the Mirror of Erised once more, "I wonder how well the real Boy-Who-Lived would have done."
"What are you talking about?!" he spat, his pride wounded by how easily he had been beaten "I am the Boy-Who-Lived!"
"No you're not," Voldemort brushed off his anger with a shrug "your brother was. You were simply given the title because the Headmaster is a senile old fool who didn't recognize that your brother's core readings being below average were due to it being drained from reflecting the killing curse. Thankfully, you and your family saw to his death almost a year ago so that little problem is out of the way already. I really should be thanking you if I'm honest."
That one statement floored him, he wasn't the real Boy-Who-Lived, everything he knew about who he really was, everything he could do, was a lie! "You're lying!" he protested desperately, tears coming from his eyes at the fact that he wasn't the Hero his parents raised him to believe he was.
"I swear on my life and magic that your brother was the one to reflect my killing curse now will you please be silent! It's impossible to think with all your noise." Voldemort said irritably, a pulse of magic verifying the oath as he collapsed, unable to think as his friends stared at him wide eyed.
Voldemort might very well have killed them after getting the stone if his parents and Dumbledore hadn't burst into the room and curb stomped the possessed Death Eater. "Mom." he panted wide eyed "Dad. We were wrong, we were so wrong."
"What do you mean Marcus, wrong about what?" his mom asked his as she clutched him tightly as she had become more much protective of him after Harry had gone through the veil of Death.
"About who I am. I'm not the Boy-Who-Lived." He said as he clutched her shirt.
"Of course you are Marcus," his dad tried to reassure him "just because you didn't win today doesn't mean anything. You're young and-"
"No!" he yelled as he grabbed his dad's shirt "Voldemort he…he told me how Harry was the one to reflect the curse, not me…he swore on his life and magic about it."
Everything went dead silent for a moment before his mother gasped, Dumbledore fainted, and his Dad summed up the entire situation with one word "Shit."