"Sir, we're closing in on the planet,"a space officer said to Max."Excellent my friend, tell them we mean no harm,"replied Max in a rushed voice. A few minutes later, a holoimage of a young man came in front of Max. "You say you mean no harm,"said the image, "But yet you have weapons. Why is that?" asked the young man.

"We're requesting that you let us plant our base on your beautiful planet. The weapons? The weapons are for our and your defence."said Max in a sly voice."Before you ask what we are. I'll tell you. We're the Grays. We fight for the galaxy. We disgust war. We only fight in it to stop it. We make sacrifices, but rarely. We want you to help us in this war. I'm ,Max Reem, ruler of the Grays.

"Really?"asked the man with a scent of sarcasm in his voice."You may land and do all you want, but don't harm us or our planet."

"Thank you."replied Max coolly"Officer Sacca put us on the planet!"

Max walked out of his ship in a rushed manner."You there!" he said to a trooper."Get me 3 squads of your men and escort me to the capitol of this planet. We'll try to get them to pay tribute to us for keeping them safe. AND following their orders."


*2 hours later*

"Sir, I'm going to write the amount of the regular tribute and you write a number, too. We'll compare the numbers. I'll divide my number by your number, if only yours is less than mine. Any higher, and we'll multiply my number by your number."said Max to the ruler of the planet, a hutt, knowing that the hutt wasn't good at math. So Max wrote a number on a paper and the hutt wrote a number on the paper. It looked like this:

Max:100,000,000 credits
Hutt:100,000,000,000 credits

"Sir, that means I get 10,000,000,000,000,000,000 credits."said Max gleefully."But! Since I like you I'll make it half of that divided by 2 minus 3,000 credits. If only you allow me to recruit people from here by their choice."said Max politely."If not you'll have to pay me that gigantic number then you'll go bankrupt and I'll buy the planet and recruit people from it and you will probably die. So is it live a good life paying a regular small tribute and losing people by their choice. Or going bankrupt, losing your rep and home, and me still getting everything?


"I have an idea. How about I break the deal and not pay you." said the Hutt with a hint of annoyance." I doubt the Huttese council would like that especially since I have proof. So then if you did that you would automatically be killing youself." Max said knowing that he had the Hutt now."Alright,do whatever you want here and I'll pay the reduced tribute." Max smiled with glee.

*3 weeks after Max's meeting with the Hutt*


"Sir, the city is completed. We can now completely capture the planet." said the overseer for the Grays."I don't know. I told them we meant no harm. Now we have hundreds of men ready to kill them. It doesn't feel right." said Max very gloomily."

"They're weak compared to us, they only have a few cities protected by one militia of 400 men." countered the overseer.

"They also have the mercenaries, and a few war veterans on vacation here." reminded Max."Yeah, you're right they won't even be able to stand up when we crush them. That is why I think it's bad."

*3 minutes of convincing Max*

"Men we're going to capture this planet completely! We'll win. I know we need to make some sacrifices for the greater good of mankind, and this is one of those sacrifices!"hollered Max to his entire army.

"Caller, get all these men in this stronghold stat!" Max said as he handed him a datapad.

*5 minutes of nothing later*

"First, we'll give them a chance to give up and let us rule and allow them to stay." Max commanded to the men in the stronghold.

"Second, if they deny we'll destroy their capitol and this time say we'll allow the civilians to stay, but the government has to step down or be destroyed." Max commanded yet again.

"Third, we'll destroy all their cities and give them another chance. If they don't accept it we'll kill all the government." Max commanded wearily.

"Fourth, we'll tell the civilians about the government change. Half of them already know and are assisting us." Max said." Number one, two and three are optional, but number four is what we'll have to do. Any questions?"

"Excuse me sir."asked Steve. "What is your name trooper?"asked Max."Steve Wilson, sir."replied Wilson."Wilson, eh? You have a question? Please ask."beckoned Max."What division is mine exactly, sir?" asked wilson"The 789th"replied Max trying to be nice.

"Any other questions? Please ask I don't want any of yous to be worried because you don't know what you're doing!" imparafied Max."Excellent, move out!"

"Wilson, before you go...

I expect great things from you, okay? I've heard of your elite training. Make me proud. Dismissed!" commanded Max. I wonder when I'll need to tell him about him being my brother-in-law, thought Max.

*3 hours later*
(The Grays have succesfully gotten to the second step and are initiating the fourth)

"Sir, there are 2 dropships in the air look to carry about 200 troops. So that is about 800 men I estimate. We can take them easily." said Steve's only sibling.

"Let's get ready to fight, sweety" flirted Max.

"They're doing pathetic fighting, but their armor is excellent. We need that armor!" said Steve to one of his troops. Wow! thought Max, maybe Steve's sister was right. He's an incredible leader, fighter and a valuable asset in the war. I couldn't be happier to have him with us.

I remember my home city. I don't know what planet, but the city was called Germanica. People there were always great strategists and/or fighters and/or leaders. It was a powerful city, but I was always taught that war was excellent, but it was bringing our galaxy down. I need war it flows through my veins, but I love my galaxy and anything that could harm it, is not worth living, I may fight in the war, but I'm fighting for my galaxy.

"Sir, we need to capture at least one of these men. Their armor, it's incredible. It's like five layers of duracrete. It reminds me of the stories my grandfather told me. The clone wars, how incredible they were and that there were super warriors with super armor. We can kill them all, but we need one." requested Steve in a excited way that Max has never felt.

*A whole night and half day of fighting later*

"Where did you get that armor?" demanded Max.

I'll never tell you! I'm not afraid of you all."yelled the detainee.

"Well, we'll just kill you and study your armor, okay? You know, that we killed all the men there, don't you?" said the interrogator.

*1 week later*

"This armor is incredible!" said Max and all the other troops.

"How did you do it?" asked Steve,"I just can't believe how quickly you guys got this completed!"

Everybody looked at Steve

"Well," said Max,"We got the man to tel us where they get the excellent armor. So we ordered that and we get shipments whenever we want for free.
We also found out how to upgrade it making it so we can move better. Does that answer your question?"

"Sure, I guess. So...What are we doing now that we've captured Razr?" Steve inquired.

"We haven't told the civilians yet. We must tell them. It's only right!" Max stated in a orderly fashion.

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"The Germanicans, sir, have arrived," said a new Razinian friend of Max's. "The Germanicans? Arrived?" inquired Max in a surprised way. "Yes sir, and they have brought hundreds of warships and armies. They're requesting to see you."

*2 minutes later*

"Gero? What are you doing here, man?" asked Max in the happiest way anybody's ever heard him in. "Well, I heard about your cause. So, Germanica has decided to help all of you we've got many people and weapons for you. Oh yeah, love what you've done to the place!" joked Gero looking out of the gigantic palace over the ash burned lands.


"Gero, why are you really here?" whimpered Max.

"I'm here, isn't that all that matters little brother?" asked Gero."I know you're lying, Gero, but I'll give you a while to think about what you're doing. Then I'll come to you and ask again." replied Max in a very firm voice.

"Okay, okay...deal, and uh, who's that?" asked Gero pointing to a amazing looking guy.

"That, my friend is, Leo, a great warrior. My second in command and my good friend. He is a elite and has control of half my armies in addition to all the armies you have brought and will bring. Interesting. Gero?"

"Well, if you trust him I'm glad to let him command the Germanican forces." said Gero firmly and sort of self pitily.