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It's been a long time since I've written something like this, about 3 years, so I am kinda glad to be back. Either way, please enjoy this story that I've written for the grand total of probably 5 people who will read this.

I'd also like it to be known that this is a rehash of a previous story I had written, it was the last one I wrote prior to leaving this community, and one I deleted along with several other stories I wrote. I haven't watched Star Wars: Rebels much, bits and pieces of a couple of episodes, and many of the concepts this story has were written prior to the existence of Rebels, so if this sounds a bit like Rebels, it's probably because I had a similar concept before Disney had taken the opportunity to monetize that.

Keep in mind that both legends material and canon will be mixed, where information conflicts

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I'm not sure if it's still common practice, but I'm just going to let people know: I don't own the universe that this story is based on. If you own this property, and can be verified as such, and decide that for whatever reason you want to stifle the creativity of others, you may request me to take it down.

James came home right after school, living no more than 10 minutes away, he was always home quickly, allowing him to make the most of his free-time. He immediately went inside, pouring himself a glass of water before noticing something odd.

Where are mother and father? He thought to himself, it wasn't a thought that often crossed his mind, they were often home at least an hour before he was, ready to greet him at the door, their jobs as planetary investment advisors meant that they had relatively flexible working hours. They had some odd habits, but not disappearing without warning.

"Mother! Father!" He called, expecting a response from at least one of his two parents.

Yet there seemed to be no response, his parents were either gone or asleep, and he doubted that they were asleep. He walked into their room to discover that they weren't there either.

Then he had caught his reflection in the mirror, he stared for a second, noticing he had ash all over his face. On his home-planet of Fondor, much of the planet was completely industrialized, spewing ash into its atmosphere, what precious tracts of land that weren't industrial plants housed the many cities that covered the planet. Wiping the ash off, James took a look at himself. He hadn't changed much since he turned 16, remaining a 5'10" olive skinned boy. Losing his interest in his reflection, he snapped his attention to the current issue of his missing parents.

He pulled the commlink out of his pocket, it wasn't a standard one, but rather an old Clone-Wars salvaged device, it couldn't access the holo-net, but it could communicate with his parents' own commlinks. He tried to call twice, to no avail.

Where are they? He wondered They must be busy at work, I wonder what Mark and Dani are doing

He left his house and walked two doors down to Mark's home.

Mark, as usual, was sitting on his front porch. He often spent his time there, chatting with friends, or more likely the local girls that passed by his house on their way home.

"Hey Mark, what's up?" James asked as he approached Mark.

"Nothing much, just chilling out right here." Mark nonchalantly replied.

"Dude, you're always up here, what's so special about this front porch?" James was just looking to take his mind off the pressing issue of the location of his parents.

"James, I've told you before. I want you to look over there" Mark said, pointing and directing James' gaze to a large stack of apartments in the distance. "All of them, they don't have a front or back porch, a street to hang out on, anything of the sort. The least I can do for them is make the most of what I have that they don't."

"Fair enough, I see your point. By the way, where's D-"James was interrupted by a large boom in the distance, spinning on the spot to the source of the noise.

Over the house roofs, about three miles away, a large amount of smoke was billowing from an unknown source.

"What the he-" Mark was interrupted by a female voice.

"Guys! You might want to come in and see this!" It was a teenage Mandalorian girl, clad in only a bathrobe, shocking James.

"Dani? What's going on?" Mark said, completely unfazed by the girl standing in front of him.

"Come inside and look, you too James!" Dani was clearly shaken by whatever was going on.

James and Mark looked at each-other before bolting in, but right as they reached the door, Mark looked at James.

"Before you ask, her shower was broken and she needed to use someone's shower." Mark walked into the house, and James just nodded and followed.

Inside, Dani pointed to the holo-projector that served as Mark's Television, currently displaying a breaking-news alert.

"We currently have no suspects in the bombing of the Imperial garrison, we have confirmed around 300 Imperial Stormtroopers, as well as over 1,000 cadets, were taking occupancy inside the garrison, and around 2 million Credits worth of weaponry were stored inside the garrison's armory at the time of the explosion. At the moment we can only hope that these terrorists are caught and brought to justice for their flippant assault on our government."

"Holy heck, that's where Dad had been working these past few weeks, installing defenses!" Mark cried out, reaching for his holo-communicator and attempting to get in contact with his father.

James walked over to Dani, who was visibly shaken.

"What's the matter Dani? Was there anybody you know at the garrison?" James asked, concerned about the well being of one of his best friends.

"A couple of my friends are in training to be soldiers for the Imperial Army, I tried calling them a minute ago before the news came on to see if they knew what was going on, I can only hope they're alright."

"I'm sure they're fine, they were most likely out on the training grounds, it only looks like the main garrison complex was hit from the images on the news" James said, trying to comfort his friend, rubbing her back as he did so.

A loud beep played from the holo-projector, snapping all gazes back to the screen as a new broadcast came on.

"A set of suspects have been caught and arrested in the recent bombing of the Imperial garrison, while no names have been given as to the names of the perpetrators, we have images of all 5 perpetrators who have been arrested leaving the scene of this terrible incident."

On the screen displayed 5 familiar faces, all three teens were shocked that they recognized them in an instant. The arrested suspects were their parents.