You would have to be crazy to be an enemy of the empire and hang out beneath a Star Destroyer. The scanners would pick you up almost instantly, and then the squadrons of TIE Fighters would make short work of you. Enemies of the empire didn't always live long lives.
Fortunately, the crew of the Ghost was that kind of crazy.
Composed of human padawan Ezra Bridger, human Jedi master Kanan Jarrus, Twi-lek pilot Hera Syndulla, Mandalorian explosives expert Sabine Wren, Lasat "Zeb" Orrelios and the droid Chopper; you wouldn't find a more loyal and trustworthy crew anywhere. At least, when they weren't picking fights with each other.
"I thought you were supposed to be a Jedi! Come on, what am I thinking right now?" Zeb taunted from the walkway above the cargo bay of the Ghost. Ezra growled in frustration.
"Can't we train somewhere else?" he complained.
"No, we can't," Kanan said while folding his arms. "You know that this information could be invaluable to the rebellion. And we're the only ones with a ship which wouldn't be instantly recognized by the empire. Besides, you should learn how to use the force in any environment."
"Come on Ezra! What am I thinking?" Zeb repeated while throwing a canister at Ezra's head. Ezra swatted the canister aside and glared up at the Lasat.
"Ok, that's it!" he shouted while running to the ladder. Zeb laughed and charged down the hall and into the room he and Ezra shared. By the time Ezra arrived, the door was firmly sealed shut. With the Ghost completely powered off, Ezra was too weak to open the door by force. He resorted instead to banging on it loudly.
In the cockpit Hera, Sabine and Chopper were gathered around a speaker on the dashboard. Most of what they could hear was static and other white noise, but occasionally a snippet of empire conversation drifted through.
"Can't Chopper filter out the static?" Sabine complained. Chopper turned to her and made several whirring noises while waving his pinchers.
"I know that you're on your lowest power setting, but you could be doing better than this!" Sabine retorted. Chopper whirred louder as Hero jumped in.
"We're all cranky from being stuck in the Ghost for so long, but that's no reason to start jumping down each other's throats," she said calmly, but her demeanor showed that she was anything but calm. Chopper plugged into the Ghost's dashboard and moments later the static and white noise vanished, leaving access to the Star Destroyer's transmissions. Sabine opened her mouth to snap an angry retort, but Hera shushed her. They listened to the transmission that was playing for only a moment before beginning to record it.
When Kanan finally arrived at Ezra and Zeb's room, Ezra was prepared to use his lightsaber to cut down the door.
"Use the force to open the door!" Zeb taunted. "Show us your amazing powers!" Ezra activated his lightsaber.
"Ezra!" Kanan snapped. "A Jedi does not use their lightsaber like that! You should know better!'
"And a Jedi especially does not use a lightsaber to cut up my ship," Hera added from the doorway where she stood. Ezra deactivated his lightsaber.
"Any news?" Kanan asked.
"In a way. We found a transmission I think you should hear," she explained. Kanan and Ezra followed her into the cockpit and Zeb joined them moments later.
"We started recording a little ways into the transmission, but we still got most of it," Sabine explained. Hera sat down and began the recording as the crew listened intently. An elderly voice was in the middle of speaking, probably an officer.
". . .cant. Am I speaking with the Inquisitor?" the person asked. There was a pause before the gruff voice of the Inquisitor began speaking.
"You are. Why would an officer from Coruscant be contacting me?" he asked.
"I have a change in orders for you. You are to halt your pursuit of the Jedi and Padawan and are to travel immediately to Tatooine," the officer said. There was a momentary pause.
"I was under the assumption that the rogue Jedi and Padawan were our highest priority," the Inquisitor said slowly.
"Your new orders take priority. They came from Emperor Palpatine himself. You are to leave immediately," the officer commanded.
"Of course. I will depart at once," the Inquisitor promised. The recording stopped.
"Well? What do you think?" Hera asked.
"I think it will be nice to finally have the Inquisitor off our tails," Sabine said.
"I don't know, I was really itching to give him a piece of my mind," Zeb growled.
"Something isn't right. What would be more important than two Jedi?" Ezra wondered.
"Make that one Jedi and a pipsqueak," Zeb said with a laugh. Ezra slugged his arm.
"It could be more Jedi, or an even more powerful ally," Hera mused.
"What do you think Ezra?" Kanan asked. Ezra hesitated for a moment.
"I don't know. It's just all so weird," he said.
"Don't think with your mind. Feel with the force. Let it guide you," Kanan commanded.
"Let it guide me?" Ezra asked.
"You need to learn how to trust in the force. The force will never steer you wrong," Kanan explained. Ezra closed his eyes and reached out with the force. He could feel something. A stirring, along with a foreboding feeling. He opened his eyes again.
"I felt something stirring. Something big is about to happen," Ezra told Kanan. Kanan nodded.
"I felt it as well. Great forces are in motion. There is a stirring in the force. I believe it may be wise to follow the Inquisitor to Tatooine and find out what this is all about," he said.
"This could be a trap," Sabine warned.
"I believe it's worth the risk," Kanan maintained.
"I'm good with that plan. As long as I get to smash some Stormtroopers along the way," Zeb agreed.
"I think it's a good idea," Ezra said.
"It could be worth a look," Hera decided. Chopper whirred in agreement.
"Looks like we're off too Tatooine then," Ezra declared. The Ghost detached from the bottom of the Star Destroyer and waited until it was a good distance away before powering on and jumping into Hyperspace.