Hey!

Here's the introduction to my story. I know it's a little awkward, I'll probably revise it later, but I thought it was ok for now. Anyways, this is my first fanfic so tell me what you think! :)

"Chopper!" the infuriated cry came from the youngest member of

the crew on the Ghost. Ezra had evidently become the victim of the droids latest mischief. Hera smiled softly as the shout carried to where she sat in the cockpit. Just a regular, sort-of-peaceful day on the Ghost. Hera leaned back and sighed contentedly.

Suddenly, the ship lurched to the side, almost throwing Hera out of her seat. She sat up and grabbed the controls, trying to put the Ghost back on course. It didn't work and the ship kept shaking. Kanan came in, holding on to the wall to avoid losing his balance.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"I don't know!" Hera grunted, still trying to regain control of the ship.

The Ghost came out of hyperspace and a giant green planet came into view. They stared at it.

"Do you have any idea where we are?" the jedi asked.

Hera frowned, "I'm not sure, somewhere in the outer rim."

"Well let's get out of here," Kanan said, sitting down. Hera nodded and turned the ship around.

Zeb came in, "What was all that?" he asked.

Kanan shrugged, "We're not sure. But it's over now."

The lasat nodded, "Alright," he went back out.

Hera had just started punching in the hyperspace coordinates when the ship started to shake again.

"Again?" Kanan asked, annoyed.

"I don't get it!" Hera exclaimed, "The ship is acting like it's caught in a tractor beam, but that doesn't make sense!"

The Ghost started to be pulled towards the giant planet, slowly gaining speed.

"It's pulling us towards it," Kanan observed.

Hera shook her head, frustrated, then switched her com on and spoke into it, "Sabine I need you to stabilize the cargo." They were transporting some very explosive weapons that could go off if the ship was jostled too much.

"Alright," the mandalorian girl answered, "Um Zeb told us that you don't really know what's going on…"

"Yeah, we're working on it, but looks like we might be in for a rough ride and we don't want those crates moving around too much," Hera said.

"Agreed, I'm on it."

Hera sighed then commed Chopper and Zeb, "Chopper, I need you to try and figure out what's going on. Zeb, help him."

"Do I have to?" the lasat asked.

"Yes," Hera said authoritatively.

"Fine."

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"Come help me with this," Sabine said to Ezra. She slide down the ladder to where they were storing the crates.

"Coming," Ezra said, jumping down after her.

Ezra had heard Hera's instructions so they both started immediately. The shaking of the Ghost grew more intense as the ship started to enter the planet's atmosphere.

They finished and Sabine stood up, "There, that should do it."

The Ghost shook violently and the ship's wild movements made Sabine lose her balance. She fell backwards and bumped into control panel for the door. The docking ramp lowered and Ezra, who had been leaning on it for balance, tumbled out.

"Ezra!" Sabine shouted. He had managed to grab onto the edge of the ramp with one hand. Sabine rushed forward to help him, but just as she was going to grab his hand, he slipped.

"No!" Sabine watched, eyes wide as Ezra fell.

The ship shook again, and Sabine almost fell as well. She backed inside and closed the ramp. Maybe Ezra will be okay, Sabine hoped to herself, he is a jedi after all, sort of. But who could survive a fall from that height?

Sabine's thoughts were interrupted as she heard Hera's voice over her com, "Everyone brace for impact!"

Thanks for reading! ^-^ I'll update soon!

-Nova