Important Author's Note: This is the background story of the theft of the Death Star plans from my AU verse called The Rogue Love verse. This is not canon to the events of Rogue One, only my stories The Long Way Home and Definitions of Home. I repeat, this is not Rogue One, but rather a version I constructed for the background history of my OC, Felicity Rhiaon, created based on the ideas that were known at the time of her creation (circa December 2015.) This is not Jyn and Galen Erso. This is not Cassian Andor, Bodhi Rook, or any of that. This is an original version based on some known facts, and all correct and incorrect predictions are coincidence (although I stole Chirrut's chant.) I highly recommend you either read Definitions of Home or The Long Way Home if you're interested more in the story of this world.

However, the main five humans do exist in this story and their equivalents are the following:

Jyn Erso = Felicity Rhiaon, Cassian Andor = Diego Nalto, Bodhi Rook = Riz Drayson, Chirrut = Ji-Dan Hayato, and Baze = Wen "Gunner" Arroyo.

K-2S0 does not exist (sadly), and Galen Erso is not Alaric Rhiaon. Galen and Alaric are two very different characters, and if anything, I would say Alaric is more like Krennic.

Basically, please don't send me reviews telling me that I got XYZ things wrong from Rogue One. I've seen it, I know, and I chose to ignore it (actually this was supposed to go up before Rogue One but I didn't finish in time.) Thank you for your understanding.

Operation Citadel

Prologue

No one cares about my story, only that of my husband. The funny thing though is that without my story, his would have ended under the twin suns of Tatooine.

Who am I? Felicity Rhiaon. Who is my husband? You don't need to ask that; everyone knows the story of Luke Skywalker.

I see that light go on in your head. Oh right, Felicity Rhiaon, the Jedi's wife. She's a Jedi, right? No wait, she's a pilot? Or was it a Senator? All of the above? Oh, who cares? She's Luke Skywalker's wife and that's all you need to know.

I laugh, restraining myself for the millionth time not to lash out and harm you for reducing me to nothing but the fact that I'm the lucky girl who won her way into Luke Skywalker's bed. A pretty piece of arm candy for the Jedi Grandmaster, that's all I am, right?

My whole life, I've been defined by my relationship to others. I am not my own person. I am Important Person #27's whatever. I'm the wife of Luke Skywalker. The mother of Rey Rhiaon Skywalker. The first assistant to Leia Organa. The victim of Darth Vader. The sister of Brendan Rhiaon. The daughter of Alaric Rhiaon. The commander of Diego Nalto, Ji-Dan Hayato, Riz Drayson, and Wen Arroyo, or "Gunner" as everyone calls him.

Oh, does that ring a bell? They were famous, weren't they? Something to do with the Death Star? You commanded them?

Yes, I commanded them, that team which you call Rogue Squadron.

Now wait, you say, Rogue Squadron was a pilot team led by Luke Skywalker. How could you command them?

Yes, there was a pilot team named Rogue Squadron, and in fact Diego Nalto flew with them under the position of Rogue One. But there was a different Rogue Squadron before that, and another Rogue One.

Oh, now you get it. Yes, that's right, Felicity Rhiaon, Rogue One, leader of the team who stole the plans to the Death Star. Of course, no one cares about the mission to steal the plans, only the story about how Leia was rescued and Luke blew up the Death Star.

What's that?

Oh no, you don't need to pretend you're actually interested in the story. I understand that people don't-

Well, yes, I can understand that there is an element of mystery behind it. It wasn't exactly an easy mission and I wasn't picked to lead the team for the usual reasons, but-

Are you sure? It's kind of a long story.

Alright, if you insist, I'll tell you my story. The story of Operation Citadel.