Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Eli!" Trixie shouted, glancing over the cover of a boulder. Eli Shane, the leader of the Shane gang, who had been the one to suggest trying to go slug hunting in Deaddrop Cavern, was starting to slightly regret his decision. Okay, fine.

The trip was going smoothly until, out of nowhere, a random contraption resembling some sort of Hollywood space prop you'd see in the movies had appeared, and slammed on the brink of a nearby cliff. Debris and rocks came tumbling down as the spacecraft lay on the ledge.

"We gotta see if there are people inside! They could be trapped in there!" Eli led his team as they made their way towards the mysterious machine.

"Hera! What happened out there?" Kanen asked. Hera was running a full scan system to process the damage done to the Ghost.

"The hyperspace jump glitched somehow. We've taken damage on the hull and engines, and we're not going anywhere till it's fixed." Kanan groaned. "Just great."

"Um, guys?" Ezra Bridger stuck his head through the door.

"All the ship exits are busted. And so's this door." He grunted as he managed to push the doors apart a fraction. "Any idea where we are?"

"Nope. Not even sure the Empire knows where this place is. It's not on any map or data log. And we seem to be... underground?" Hera said.

"Soooo... this is bad."

"Like that's not obvious." Zeb made his way through the partially open door. Ezra was just about to argue back when a banging sound rang from the side of the Ghost. The Rebels went quiet. Ezra held his slingshot at the ready. Kanan activated his lightsaber. Everyone else held their weapons, listening.

"Hello? Anyone in there?" An adolescent voice, about as old as Ezra, called from the other side. The Rebels approached the door.

"Can we trust this guy?" Ezra whispered. Kanan shrugged.

"Who cares? So long as this fellow gets us out of here..." Zeb grumbled.

"Or kills us before we get the chance to be grateful..." Sabine said.

"Are you sure this is the best of ideas?" Pronto shook. Eli loaded his blaster with a Rammstone.

"Worth a shot. Besides, it's either people or aliens."

"What's an ailen?" Trixie asked.

"Sounds like a weird foot disease." Kord scratched his head. Eli laughed, taking aim at the jammed door.

"I'll explain later."

Ezra and Kanan perked up, suddenly alert.

"Duck!" Ezra shouted, pushing his fellow Rebels out of the vicinity of a large BOOM! When the dust settled, all they saw through the rubble was a small, red, funny-looking creature on the ground. Even Zeb would've admitted it, it was kind of cute for something of that damage.

"Hello?" Ezra called out of the large hole where the door should have been.

"Can anyone here me?" The strange voice answered back,

"Yeah, are you hurt?" An outline of a teenage boy stood by the former 'doorway.' Ezra lowered his weapon.

"Careful, kid, it could be a trap." Zeb warned. Nodding, Ezra climbed out of the Ghost and into the foreign land. Or, rather, a colossal cave. With sharp rocks. He had little time to wonder about the scenery when he was approached by a teen very close, perhaps a year older, to his own age, carrying with him several of the creatures similar to the one who blew apart the Ghost exit.

And he seemed awfully familiar.