Disclaimer: I do not own star wars or halo along with any other referenced property.

Star Wars belongs to Disney.

Halo belongs to Microsoft and 343 industries

This is a work of fiction made for fun, nothing more.

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Author's note

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LIKES AND FOLLOWS!

I honestly wasn't expecting it to get this many!

Also I started writing this in my spare time while I was in Japan!

This is going to be a long fan fiction.

By the way, I plan on covering a lot of what was going on during the Battle of naboo. I will post when I can. Also to anyone who is interested I have started another fanfiction called the UNSC and her allies. I had to start it because I had that plot bunny running around in my head.

The UNSC in a galaxy far far away

Chapter 4

Lt. Dal was confused. At first he thought they were mercenaries until he saw them fighting the trade federation droids… After that he didn't know what to think…He didn't recognize 2 of the species with that group. The one on the turret was like a Wookie but bigger and less fur. That one slapped the head off a droid mid fight.

The other one was some kind reptilian, that showed a level of accuracy he never seen with a grenade launcher.

"The writing on the side of their vehicles looked like High Coruscanti, but it looks like they were using slug throwers and by the force were there vehicles using Wheels?!" Lt.Dal muttered to himself.

Lt. Dal put away his holo-recorder, hopped into his flash speeder and waited for them to leave so he could investigate. The first thing he saw was the droids… No blaster marks just twisted metal and shattered electrical components. He shuddered at the mental image of what those weapons would do to flesh and bone…

He the turned his attention to the grass, torn up and tossed by the wheels of the unknown groups vehicles…

"Definitely wheeled vehicles…" He muttered to himself as he continued to inspect the battlefield. He then walked to where he seen the first vehicle crashed. Aside from the damage wall and the torn up grass, he didn't see much… They were thorough when retrieving their technology. As he started to get up he noticed something reflecting the sunlight. He crouched down to retrieve it. Small metal plate with something written on it in High Coruscanti. "Caution electrical hazard." he read aloud inspecting what appeared to be some sort of maintenance cover.

Before he could investigate further he heard the humming trade federation vehicles in the distance and decided it was time to leave.

"I better report this…" He said as he got back into his speeder before taking one last look in the direction he saw the newcomers leave, then left the area.

"Ok let me get this straight… your some kind of entity that can…interact with the multivers and there's a war between you and some messed up Lovecraft rejects. So you grab people and resources from across the multivers to prepare other universes to defend themselves from their invasions…" Sgt. Avery Johnson said to the benefactor.

Johnson then turned to face the enigmatic being. "And if I agree to work with this guy…you'll bring them back among the population of this of this oversized tin can of a Noah's Ark…?"

The Benefactor simply nodded.

" But I have to work with ex-covenant , that aren't really covenant because in this reality they come from a different galaxy and are part of the UNSC."

The Benefactor nodded again.

"Lord, what kind of bull shit am I getting into…"

Johnson pulled out a cigar from his pocket before placing it between his lips as he began to search his person for a lighter. The Benefactor held out his index finger and a silver flip lighter manifested before Johnson.

"Thank you kindly." Sergeant Johnson said as he nodded in thanks as light his cigar.

"And the guy who chose this version of the UNSC knows a lot about this galaxy including what is going to happen in the next few decades, has a lot of experience with strategy games but has no military training… looks like he's got somewhat of a long-term plan… He's going to need some work."

"Indeed, he has also studied some military history and read anything he could find on the military throughout his life. He has potential but will need training."replied the benefactor."Which is why I am requesting that you train him and advise him."

Sgt. Johnson took a drag of his cigar as he gazed at the screen the benefactor had placed to his right before speaking.

"From what you got here he does have potential… but that's going to take a lot of work for him to fully reach it…"

He turned the face the benefactor one more time before continuing

"WELL THEN I'LL GIVE HIM A PROPER U.N.S.C. MARINE TRAINING! WHEN I'M DONE WITH HIM HE'LL SPIT LEAD AND SHIT LIGHTNING OORAH!

Once Sgt. Wick arrived at the base and the Corporal told him that the Lord admiral himself wanted to speak with him. The corporal informed him that was something about possibly capturing enemy tech.

It only took him a few minutes to get to the command Deck of the ark using the Express elevator, from there it was just a short walk to the Lord admiral's office. Once he arrived he was about to knock on the door but before he could he heard a voice from within the office.

"Come in. It's open."

Sgt. Wick entered the office. The first thing he noticed was the Lord admiral sitting behind his desk with the ark.s AI Jack on a nearby holopedestal. The sergeant stood at attention and saluted.

The Lord admiral was silent for a few seconds before sitting up straight saluting, before responding. " At ease sergeant."

The Lord admiral then gestured to one of the nearby seats. " Take a seat."

The sergeant took the offered seat and took a brief moment to look at the art deco style of the office as well, as the various ship models on some of the shelves.

"I've already received a report on what happened from the corporal, so let's just get down to business in regards to your team and the captured enemy tech. Before you ask, Jannike and Cabbeius are already being tended to by the medical team. in that regard I would like to congratulate you on no casualties."

The Lord admiral stated before grabbing a data pad from beneath his desk and sliding it to the sergeant.

" As you can imagine, with the aggressive actions taken by these automatons. We are now most likely at war and judging by what we've seen so far. We are now at war with a technologically Superior enemy at least in the terms of energy weapons and anti-grav."

As the Lord admiral said this an image of the aerial platforms the Sergeant and his team fought earlier appeared on the data pad. Along with what little information they have gathered.

" That's why I want you and your team to go and capture whatever tech you can, bring it back here for the science team to reverse engineer. You'll be getting a promotion and more forces will be put under your command. Right before you came in I was talking to the science team about the potential for two new logistic vehicles one for small forces constantly on the move and one to support our larger operations. We even already have a name for them, the donkey and the mule."

The Lord admiral then steepled his fingers before responding.

" That is of course if you are willing to accept this mission."

Sergeant Wick took the time to think about the proposition then knotted his head in agreement with a sharp. " Yes sir!"

The Lord admiral smirked before offering his hand in a handshake. Which the sergeant meant with an equally firm handshake.

"Lt. Dal if you didn't have a holo-recording of this I would have had you checked for signs of glitter stem usage…" Cpt. Kael replied as he was focused on the recording of this new unknown faction.

"You Said they were heading towards Gildew valley?"

Cpt. Kael responded as he watched the larger being smack the head off of a battle droid mid-fight.

Lt. Dal responded with an immediate and confident "yes sir that's their direction I saw them head off in. they were towing the damaged vehicle of theirs as well as they grabbed whatever federation tech they could."

The captain put his fist under his chin and thought and was silent for a moment… " Did you see what they took from the federation and what can you tell about them from what you saw?"

" A battle droid that they pop the head off, a couple of blasters and a heavy STAP. That last one they drove alongside their weird wheeled buggy thing…albeit very wobbly I don't think they have experience with repulsor lift vehicles. They're definitely some kind of military organization. The way they fought was too organized for mercs or bounty hunters. They also have two species with them that I've never seen before. Like that big wookie like one and The reptilian one."

The captain stood there deep in thought, processing this new information. Thinking of ways that this could benefit the naboo resistance against the trade federation… he looked around taking a quick inventory of what this particular cell of the resistance had available to it. 3 naboo police cruisers, one N1 Starfighter, 4 flash speeders, 2 stolen heavy Straps, a couple dozen men and women of the naboo defense forces, a small stock pile of ordinance and a pair of speeder trucks. They had set up camp in a small Forest a 100 or so miles ( 160.934 kilometers

) west of what was left of New Centrif.

The trade federation had imprisoned a large number of civilians and captured naboo defense forces in a nearby prison camp. They were going to need help to get them out and these newcomers, if they turned out not to be hostile, could be a great asset in that regard. After a little more deliberation the captain made up his mind and turned to the lieutenant.

" Get in your flash speeder and tell Corporal Dan to grab his police cruiser we're heading to Gildew valley. The rest of you! Pack up camp! Regardless of how this goes, we're going to need to relocate soon anyway!"

With that the camp erupted into activity as the naboo resistance members started breaking down tents and packing supplies.

Captain kael swiftly made his way to his N1 and began the startup procedure. Once the canopy was closed he radioed to the Corporal and lieutenant.

"Both of you keep your guard up. We know next to nothing about these people and only have a rough idea of where their base may be if they have one but if we can get in contact with them we may be able to convince them to help us liberate Naboo."

And with that they begin their journey to gildew valley in hopes of acquiring a new Ally in the fight against the trade federation.

An AAT comes to a stop in a small field at the base of a hill in front of a collapsed windmill and dilapidated farmhouse. The top hatch opens to reveal one of its skeletal automaton occupants; this one had a yellow dot painted on its chest symbolizing its position as a commander. It moves its head from left to right scanning the recent battlefield confirming the destruction of the seek and destroy squads that were sent out to this area. The Droid raises its hand to its head activating its calm link.

" We have located the advanced Force. Destroyed by unknown assailants." OOM 7 waited for a moment before hearing a reply.

" Good! now investigate the battlefield for any clues that may point to where these fiendish dregs ran off too and eradicate them! We will deploy reinforcements by dropship once you have located their base of operations." The Neimoidian replied from the safety of the command ship in orbit, as he sipped a glass of an expensive liquor.

"Affirmative." The Droid nodded in response before turning back towards the hill it just came from as 4 more tanks, half a dozen platoon attack craft and a dozen more STAPs crested the hill. " Spread out and search for clues as to the location of the enemy." The Droid commanded in its monotone tone as the sun began to set.

The day was almost over. My first day in a world that I thought was just science fiction. My first day surrounded by species that in their own timeline were waging a war of extermination against humanity. What a first day it was. A near miss with a lepi jackrabbit pilot who should be fully recovered in a couple of days due to the UNSC and surprisingly Covenant medical technology available to us. Our first encounter with trade federation battle droids and our first victory. But I am no fool I am fully aware of the storm on the horizon and I pray that we can weather the storm for our sake and the sake of this galaxy.

I snapped myself out of my thoughts and turn to check on the progress of my current projects. We now had a fighting force of 12 platoons of Marines, 3 operatives, 2 wolverines and 8 warthogs with a scorpion under construction.

Earlier I ordered some of the various surviving Mars drones and rovers to construct steep hills from the waste rock stockpile we had, around the outside of the base. They look to have been about a football field in length and the drones are constructing trenches and fortifications at the top of the hills.

I found out that I can construct pretty much any UNSC building outside of the base structure. They just would require infrastructure to supply them with power and in the case of turrets, ammunition. Albeit they ran less efficiently. But I went ahead and had some watchtowers and various turrets placed atop The hills in an even spacing.

Research wise we had developed the drone for the jackrabbit as well the requirements to construct pretty much any needed UNSC building. I even managed to get my first Covenant weapon researched the energy sword which was a requirement to wake up Lop from cryo. After I queued up, I selected hybrid surface to orbit defense guns which were apparently a fusion of UNSC , surviving Mars and Covenant technology to create a surface to orbit defense gun. Which was going to be very useful considering there were probably about 20 big ass battleships in orbit that would love nothing more than to turn us into a glass crater.

Earlier I read more about each Commander available at the moment and found out Lop has a unique stealth unit known as the Yasaburō clan squad. With our current situation I figured having a bunch of stealthy hit and run units would be very useful… as well as Lop and boss Yasaburō being some of my favorite characters from visions.

But one thing I was really excited about was the fact Sergeant Johnson. SERGEANT AVERY FUCKING JOHNSON! Was an available Commander and his starting Force consisted of four platoons of Marines to mantis walkers and a pair of snipers, as I was thinking this I got a notification informing me that he was finally awake and his starting Force was equipped and ready to go!

I queued up a couple more jackrabbits and a cobra with the available resources before I realized I hadn't eaten today. Before I could ask Jack where the mess hall was, my stomach grumbled catching his attention. " I was about to tell you Sergeant Johnson and his forces are now out of cryo. Though it seems you should get something to eat, I hear it's meatloaf Monday in the mess sir."

"Uh… Thank you for informing me of that. Also which way is the mess hall? Have Sergeant Johnson meet me there." I said as I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly, this unintentionally let me realize there was something on the back of my head near the base of my skull, something metallic. After feeling it for a moment I realized it was the same kind of implant Lord Hood had in Halo. It didn't keep my attention long once my stomach rumbled again.

" Deck 97 sir straight down the hall to the left and I'll inform Sergeant Johnson." Jack chimed. I thanked him as I began making my way out of the command center.

As I was making my way down to the mess hall I started to get a little anxious. I was about to meet the sergeant Johnson. I began to worry on how he might react to me. Would he see me as not worth following as a lord admiral? I've only been in the position for a day! Maybe waking him up this early was a mistake I started to think to myself.

I took a deep breath to calm myself and thought about it. So far the rest of the people here haven't had any complaints about me, so I should be good right?

The elevator was taking a little longer than I expected. The music was relaxing and had a very Island Paradise sound to it. I waited in the elevator for several more moments before the elevator suddenly stopped halfway and opened to reveal the face of Sergeant Johnson himself.

The sudden surprise caused me to stand as ramrod straight as a man could. " Hello." I blurted out on instinct. Sergeant Johnson stepped onto the elevator and looked me up and down.

He said as he inspected me like he was inspecting a piece of equipment before responding. "yeah I can work with this…" as he offered his hand in a handshake.

I returned the gesture in a firm handshake as I greeted him. " Nice to finally meet you sergeant."

"The benefactor already told me about the situation and he got a message for ya." Replied Sergeant Johnson, causing me to freeze.

"And what might that be?" I responded.

" He might have two more species and additional population for the ones that are already here if you're willing to take them in. But they'll be buried on one of the moons of this system. He says you'd be familiar with them but one is a bit different from what you're used to seeing them as."

I raised my brow in curiosity and asked "what would these two races be?"

"I don't know either one of these but the first one is called a deathclaw, the one that's a little different is called a nimbat…? He said, You tell me about them." said Sergeant Johnson as he gestured with a cigar in his fingers.

My eyes widened in recognition. "He must be referring to the sentient Death claws from Fallout 2 they're strong, most of them aren't that smart, they're fast, they're hard to kill and have amazing senses of hearing and smell. But they're damn near blind."

"Sounds like my ex." Replied Sergeant Johnson.

I scoffed in amusement before continuing. "Nimbats are small, fluffy in the game they're from they use magic and the one there has a sweet tooth. They can fly fairly quick. Did he say how they are different?"

"Yeah he said that they'll have no magic but could fill the role of engineers and be used as scouts. He also said they're a bit bigger now, a little bigger than a Jawa?"Johnson more ask than stated

"Jawas are about yay big" I turned and gestured to about half my height. "Little scavenger dudes that live on a desert planet called tattooing not too far from here they wear robes and you can't really see their face. They're also big on selling their salvage don't buy droids from them… there's a chance it will break down once they leave. But Nimbat's as engineers that actually sounds promising."

"Yeah the benefactor said you just gotta accept and they'll be on one of the moons in this system. Oh and before I forget, get some sleep tonight because tomorrow is the start of your training." Johnson said casually.

"Eh?!"

"That's right! Tomorrow starts your first day of training boy, by yours truly! I'm going to make training hell so fighting the real fight won't be! Oorah!" yelled Sergeant Johnson with more than a bit of enthusiasm… to be honest I should have expected this I thought to myself. He then continued " When I'm training you you won't eat, sleep or so much as pick your damn nose without my permission!" He shouted as he slapped me on the back.

Right after the conversation finished the elevator door finally opened to the mess hall. We headed in to get our dinner and I began to mentally prepare for whatever kind of hellish training Johnson had planned for me.

I walked over and got in line for my food and noticed that there were two options for the meal of the day. The first one was meatloaf with mashed potatoes and peas, the second one was roasted Thorn beast? I remember reading in one of the books that this was something the brutes ate. After a few moments of deliberation I decided fuck it I'll try it.

Well there's chapter 4. I hope you all enjoyed it. Sorry it took so long to update a lot going on in my life as well as I wanted to make sure I got Sergeant Johnson right (which is honestly what took up the most time was me researching him). And before you guys ask, these are the last two species that will be added to the UNSC from outside the Star Wars Galaxy. But I do want to ask you guys what you guys think about the idea of species native to the Stars galaxy moving to UNSC space once they get set up on their own worlds.