I have to say that this is the first Star Wars fanfic I've ever done especially since this is a crossover. Well I have to say that Star Wars Rebels was the reason I got back into this universe in the first place. Now this story will be updated alongside my other story Rise of the Padawans so go check out that story as well. To be honest, I had to rethink this entire story since I didn't like the original plot line.

But enough with my ramblings, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except for my OCs.

Chapter 1

In the expanse of space, away from the Imperial trade routes were three rebel blockade-runners. Docked with the lead command ship, Liberator, was a modified VCX-100 light freighter called the Ghost. On the communication deck of the Liberator were the members of the Ghost crew. Gathered around a large circular table was a tall brown-haired human man, a female green Twi-lek, a large bulky purple Lasat, a colorfully armored female teenage, a blue-haired teenage human, an old clone trooper, a middle-age oriental man, and a hologram of a middle age Togruta woman.

"The news you bring us is troubling," the oriental man said. "The appearance of these new Inquisitors pose not only a threat to you my friends, but to our entire fleet."

"Commander Sato," the Twi'lek woman began, "I like to make a suggestion."

"By all means Captain Syndulla," Sato replied.

"For the time being, we should use Garel as our base of operations," Syndulla told the assembled group.

"That's not a bad idea," the brown-haired man replied. "As long as this is only a temporary solution." He raised an inquisitive eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Of course Kanan," Syndulla retorted, "the fact remains however, that we need more allies." She turned her attention to the Togruta woman. "Ahsoka, are there anymore people you know whom would be sympathetic to our cause?"

Ahsoka frowned as she took a moment to think. She raised her hand slightly as a few candidates came to mind. "Actually there are a few who could be powerful allies. The problem will be convincing a few of them while having to find the other two."

"What could they give us that would be beneficial to us," the Lasat grumbled.

"Glad you asked Zeb," Ahsoka responded, "Two of them are in charge of a large cell complied of men and women with a variety of talents. Another two watch over some of the brightest minds in the galaxy. One has the sharpest eye in the galaxy. And the last is one of the most talented healers I've ever known."

"From your description, they sound like valuable allies," Sato commented.

The Mandalorian frowned as she crossed her arms. "But who are they exactly? If I recall we've only had a few close calls with people we can trust in the past."

Ahsoka smirked as she placed her hands on her hips. "Ever heard of the 'Snow Spirit,' 'Dragon Master,' 'Radiant Healer,' 'Fiery Hawkbird,' 'Dancing Starbird,' and 'Fierce Vornskr.'"

The adults in the assembled group looked at Ahsoka in shock, while the two youngest looked at each other with raised eyebrows. It was obvious to them that whoever these people were, they were well known to their older friends. Also, based on the looks from Kanan and Rex, these people must have been someone they once knew.

"The Commanders are still alive," Rex said disbelievingly.

"Care to tell us who these people are exactly," Ezra snarked as he crossed his arms.

Kanan breathed through his nose as he ran a hand over his face. "These people were six of the Jedi Order's most talented and respected members. Each have made their mark during the Clone Wars, especially since they were still Padawans at the time." He turned his attention to Sato and gave him a pointed look. "Having them on our side is a good idea."

"Maybe so," Sato consented. "However, where would we find them?"

"The 'Snow Spirit' and 'Dragon Master' are the ones in charge of the large rebel cell whom operate from Belsavis," Ahsoka stated. "I believe we should seek their aid first."

"Then it is decided," Sato said with finality. "Captain Syndulla, you will take your crew to the Belsavis system and recruit this cell."

"Belay that, Hera," Ahsoka ordered shocking the entire crew until they saw the small smile on her face. "Until I arrive in a few hours. You will need my assistance in order to convince this group to join our cause. Especially, since one of the leaders is really hard-headed."

Sato nodded his head in consent and the meeting was adjourned. Every member proceeded out from the communication center to return to the Ghost. However, once they entered the corridors, Ezra stepped in front of his mentor. Kanan just raised an inquisitive eyebrow waited for the question that was buzzing in his Padawan's head.

"So, these people, do you know any of them in particular?"

Kanan allowed a small smile to appear on his face. "The 'Dragon Master' was a close friend of mine. We were in the same clan and grew up together. But he was a couple years older than me, so he started his Jedi training before I did." He looked down slightly with a saddened look. "He was at the Temple on Coruscant when Order 66 was initiated. I thought he died that day."

Ezra looked down sheepishly for a moment before looking up through his bangs. "What's his name?"

The blunette looked at Kanan in shock as the older man started snickering. "Oh, I'll let my friend introduce himself."

"Come on," Ezra exclaimed exasperatedly as the two started walking again. "Don't I get a hint?"

"Nope." Kanan laughed as the teen let out a groan.

Elsewhere in the galaxy, standing on the bridge of an Imperial Star Destroyer, was a tall Umbarran man. True to his species, he had pale skin that was hidden underneath a traditional black shadow cloak with the symbol of the Empire on the back. One of the oddities of the man was that he had his slicked backed, spiky hair dyed black.

At the moment the Umbarran, had his eyes closed and was completely still. The crew of the ship were used to this behavior and continued on with their work. Until one of the officers walked up to the man.

"Pardon my interruption my lord, but you have an incoming transmission from... Him." The Umbarran man opened his eyes to reveal golden, red-rimmed orbs and fixed the officer with a small glare. The young officer only felt a small bout of fear before squashing the emotion down immediately. The Umbarran, sensing that lapse of fear, smirked briefly before striding past the officer.

The doors to the communication closed behind the man and he glared at the two officers in the room. "Leave," he ordered shortly and the two officers immediately left. Once they were gone, the man activated the holostation to reveal a tall imposing figure.

"Lord Vader," the Umbarran greeted without fear. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Spare me your silver tongue, Black," Darth Vader responded harshly. "The Emperor wishes for me to divulge to you your mission."

"Oh." The Umbarran, Black, raised a disbelieving eyebrow and placed his hands behind his back. "And what would the specifics of this mission be?" Vader did not answer but instead brought up a hologram of a teenage human boy with shoulder length dark hair framing his face and dressed in a baggy pilot suit. "The Emperor is worried over a boy?"

"You know as well as I do that force-sensitive children are not to be taken lightly," Vader reprimanded. "This child has been taken under the wing of one of the few Jedi still alive, whom are both part of a fledgling rebellion."

"Then this operation falls under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Security Bureau and your Inquisitorious," Black countered, "whom, need I remind you, are currently warring amongst themselves for the position of Grand Inquisitor."

"Do Not," Vader boomed, "insinuate that I am blind to events at fold. That boy is the reason for the increase of rebel activity across the galaxy. The child has become a symbol of hope to these radicals. The Emperor wishes for the boy to be captured and turned over to him. If the either the Security Bureau or the Inquisitorious were to capture him, you are to retrieve the boy and transport him to Coruscant where he shall either join the Dark Side or die."

Black thought over his options and knew that if this mission truly did come from the Emperor then he cannot refuse. However, if Vader wished to use him to do all the work, who was he to deny bringing despair to the Rebellion. "And those who dare to interfere?"

"Do what you wish," Vader said nonchalantly. "However, the boy must remain alive until the Emperor says otherwise."

As Black smiled, he showed off a row of pointed teeth. "And so he shall be." With his word, Vader ended the transmission.

A thoughtful expression soon appeared as a datapad lit up with the transmitted information. After taking the datapad in hand, he strolled out from the communication deck to bridge. After skimming over the information for a moment, he turned his gaze to the large windows that showed his ship's position nearing the Mid Rim trading station.

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