Hi! Rain is back! I'm working on a Star Wars Rebels SYOC, since I don't think there are any yet. I love Star Wars, but I don't know everything about it. If I am saying anything wrong, just tell me! Ok, here is first chapter! Yay!

A Long Time Ago, In a galaxy far, far away...

Star Wars Rebels:

The Rising Dawn

The Rebellion has been suffering from many attacks from the empire since the events of Malachor. Commader Sato and Hera have agreed to get help from a smaller group of rebels, A bunch of teenagers on their ship, The Rising Dawn.

The teenagers will have to learn to work with the Rebellion, to defeat the Empire, Inquisitors, and their own past.

One member of The Rising Dawn, Jalyisys Zambezi, has been recently captured by the empire, and is now waiting for rescue...

Jay jolted awake in bed. She was always woken up at this time. This time she would beat the torture fanatics. (Those freaks.) She whirled around, her silver eyes scanning the room for a presence.

She slowly crossed her legs and sat up. The scratchy orange material of Imperial prison uniforms scratched her neck and legs, resulting in angry red scratches over her open wounds. She winced as one touched the large gash on her stomach.

She flopped herself back on the hard bed and looked up. She had scratched numbers into the ceiling, for every day she had been here. 75 marks were filled.

Jay thought to herself and scratched another one.

76 marks.

She then lay herself back on the bed. She groaned and turned over. Her neck had been locked in a crick she's had for 796 days. Suddenly the door opened. Bright sickly light burst through. She covered her eyes with her arms. She hasn't seen light for two weeks, and it felt like knives.

Two bucket-heads stepped in, looking around. "I'm over here, doofuses." She said angrily.

The door opening was never good. It usually meant torture, or interrogation, or more torture and interrogation. The stormtropers were new though. Usually it was some kind of imperial officer. She didn't memorize their names.

She looked back at them. The bucket-heads stared at her and waved their guns to the door. "Come on," one said, "let's go." Jay groaned and stood up slowly. Immediately her muscles screamed out but she pushed them back. She bit her lip and pressed her hand to her stomach. She felt the giant gash across her skin getting angry, the small weak scab threatening to break.

Jay stood up the best she could and looked confidently at the stormtroopers. They then nudged her back with the end of their pistol, signaling her to move. She pushed her shoulders back and didn't flinch when they snapped the shackles on her wrists.

She strode forward. She could hear the screams of the inflicted and the heartless cackles of the agents. She scowled. One day they were all going to pay. On Caraya's soul, she would make them pay.

She felt another nudge in her back. Jay stayed still. A harder nudge followed. She glowered and turned around. The stormtroopers raised their pistol to her head. "Cowards," she spat, hatred lining her voice.

She continued walking. In her head, she counted the number of cells on the wall. It was a weak attempt to conceal her growing fear about where they were taking her next. "67, 68, 69, 70…" she mumbled to herself. That was, of course, before the ground started to slide underneath her.

"We're under attack!" One of the stormtroopers yelled. "Don't let the kid get away!" Jay rolled her eyes at the last remark before suddenly kicking the stormtrooper in the chest and force-pushing the other away.

She ran, her orange jumpsuit made it hard for her to run so fast but she did anyway. She turned a corner and hoped she would find her backpack. A-ha! Detention center. She ran in and connected with the force. She found her bag and grabbed it, throwing it over her shoulder before she ran out into the chaotic hallway.

Prisoners and guards alike ran in a frenzy, but Jay had a point, a direction. She pumped her legs and turned another corridor.

There it was. Emergency pods. She pressed a button and readied one before she heard a voice. "There she is!" Stormtroopers and another group, she was guessing the one that attacked the star-destroyer, were both angrily chasing torwards her. Great. She quickly swung herself into the pod and pressed eject, before she could be captured again.

Jun Sato stood in the Phoniex home. The hologram of Hera continued to talk to him,

"Here, Are you sure you want to go through with this?" He said, concern in his voice.

"Yes, Commander Sato," Hera replied, her arms crossing, "I am sure. This group shows potential, they know the empire well."

Jun Sato shook his head and smiled lightly before finally answering, "I trust you, Hera. Find the crew of the "Rising Dawn" and bring them in."

He turned off the hologram and walked off.

Ok! There you have it! It is a bit small, but I wanted to introduce the plot a little bit. I will try to update quickly, but I can't promise an exact update date. This is an SYOC, so feel free to send in characters through reviews or PM, I don't care!

Here is the submission form.

Also, All Crew OCs are taken, but I need some villains and side characters.

Bye!

- Rain

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