Hey guys! I thought, with the little information provided, I'd try to interpret how the episode (Star Wars Rebels, Season 2) 'The Lost Commanders' will go. It's purely just out of my curiosity and probably nothing in this is actually true, but I hope you enjoy! Tell me if you want more and may the force be with you, always!

-Superherotiger

Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters, or nothing. All credit goes to Disney and Lucas Arts.


Ezra's POV


"Kanan, Ezra, Sabine and Zeb. We need you to make a meeting with a group of allies of mine," Ahsoka explained in the cockpit. "Hera and I need to make some important negotiations in the meantime."

"Why can't you just contact these 'allies'?" Sabine inquired.

"Because they are out of range, on a desolate planet called Abafar. They can be… difficult to track down, but I trust you four will find them," Ahsoka smiled warmly. "The coordinates I will provide can give you their rough location. It's vital that you get them to join us."

"Who are these people?" I asked, leaning against the door.

Ahsoka stiffened, eyes lingering on Kanan for a moment too long. "Rex, is one of their names. He's a good friend of mine. Just say I sent you, and they won't be aggressive," she sighed.

Zeb stood up and stretched. "Well, I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

Sabine stood up as well, placing her newly painted helmet on. "Me too."

"So, when do we head off?" I asked, fiddling with my lightsaber.

"As soon as we get out of hyperspace," Hera answered, converting her attention to the controls.

"Does anyone have any questions?" Ahsoka said with an assertive voice.

Kanan looked like he was about to say something, but shrugged it off and walked for his cabin. Zeb and Sabine weren't far behind. I was about to walk out when a felt a hand on my shoulder. I twisted on my heel to be face to face with Ahsoka. "Ezra, do me a favour, and make sure Kanan stays calm," she said, shooting me a nervous smile.

I gave her a puzzled look. "Don't worry, it'll make sense soon," she smiled, urging me out the door. I was still confused, but shrugged it off and walked into my cabin. I'm sure it'll be fine.


"Uhg!" Zeb groaned. "We've been flying around forever!"

"We've only been in here an hour Zeb," Sabine clarified.

"Why would important people be on the outskirts of the outer rim, on a desolate rock like this?" Zeb muttered as the dusty, white expanse continued over the horizon. I was standing behind Kanan, who was steering the ship. "Complain a little more Zeb. Maybe they'll hear your constant whining," Kanan snickered sarcastically.

I couldn't hide a grin as Zeb shut his mouth, folding his arms defiantly. I continued staring at the horizon as the Phantom drifted over the dusty planet. That's when I saw it. A small, black dot appearing in the distance. "There," I pointed.

"Yeah, I see it," Kanan said, eyes completely focused on the strange object. He urged the engines a little further as Sabine and Zeb walked up to behind us.

"Think that's them?" Sabine asked.

"We don't even know what that is," Zeb murmured.

Everyone remained silent, the tension thick as we approached closer and closer. It seemed to be moving…. Very, very slowly. "What is that?" I asked.

Kanan narrowed his eyes and tensed. "It's an AT-TE walker."

"A what?" Sabine quizzed.

"An 'All Terrain Tactical Enforcer'," he explained. "They're like a type of tank, but I haven't seen one since…" he trailed off.

Hesitantly, he accelerated the thrusters, pushing us further and further towards the strange vehicle. It was like a beetle. A very large, strong, metal beetle. Walking slowly across the dusty plains on its six rusted metal legs. It looked petty beat up if you asked me. I could also make out a long cannon on the top, which was probably out of order. Lots of attachments were added as well, while the vehicle pulled to a stop.

Kanan landed the Phantom in front of the hulking tank and opened the door. "Well, I'm assuming these are the guys were looking for," Sabine said, putting on her helmet.

"Finally," Zeb muttered, walking out of the ship.

Sabine followed, but I realised quickly that Kanan stood there motionless, expression blank, eyes hollow. "You okay?" I asked, nudging his arm gently as he snapped out of his trance. "Y-Yeah… it's just…" He studied me carefully, before finishing "Nothing. I'm fine." He walked out of the ship, me right on his tail. It was hot on Abafar as I immediately wished for the cooling of the Phantom. We stood by the other two and stared up at the balcony.

It was silent for a moment, before the door slid open with a hiss and three, older looking men walked out. The first one had bits of old, tattered armour on and a white, bushy beard. He stared down at us with piercing brown eyes. "Who are you?" he called with a voice that demanded respect.

No one moved, and no one spoke. I expected Kanan to introduce us all, but when I glanced over my shoulder, he was frozen with that same blank expression from before. Realising no one else was going to make a move, I spoke up. "Are you Rex?"

"Who's askin'?" he replied, calmly.

"We were sent to talk to Rex by Ahsoka," I explained.

The man's face immediately lit up with recognition. "Ahsoka! I haven't heard from her in a long time! Of course! Come in!" he laughed joyfully.

Slowly, I walked up to the ladder hanging off the balcony's edge. "Come on," I waved, as Zeb and Sabine trailed close behind. Kanan hesitantly followed, mind drifting as if trying to figure something out. After Zeb and Sabine climbed up, a put my hand on Kanan's shoulder. "You sure you're okay Master?" I asked, concerned.

He gave me a worried look. "Honestly, I don't know. There's something familiar about these people, but I just can't put my finger on it… I have a bad feeling about this," he sighed, climbing the ladder.

I followed after him and hauled myself up over the edge. "Care to introduce yourselves?" Zeb asked, leaning against the metal railings.

"Oh right," the man chuckled. "This is Wolffe," he said, pointing to the man beside him. Wolffe had a pale scale across his right eye, which had no colour and no pupil. His hair was a whitish grey and like the first man, he was also wearing an old chest plate.

"And this is Gregor," he explained, gesturing to the other man. Gregor was bald and was wearing a blue singlet. He waved at us and let out a contorted laugh, his eyes rolling wildly. It was obvious to tell something wasn't right inside Gregor's mind. "My name is Rex," the first man introduced. "501st clone battalion." Through the bond, I felt Kanan's panic spike instantly. "I fought with commander Tano during the Clone Wars," Rex continued. "And a friend of hers, if a friend of mine."