"This is Red Leader. All wings, report in."

"This is Wing One. All systems go." Said Kanan.

"Wing Two, standing by." Said Sabine.

"I copy, Ezra. Let's do this!" Exclaimed Zeb.

"Grey Squadron, do you copy?"

"Yes sir! Grey Squadron, assuming fighter escort positions!"

"Then let's go. All wings, form up. Fighter escort, cover us, we're going in!"

And with that, four starships, plus a squadron of Z-95 Headhunters, broke orbit and entered space, the Ghost following behind.

"This is Hera, standing by. You guys have fun out there!"

"Roger, Hera, stand by for my signal to enter the battle. Fighters, come with me. It's time!"

And with that, the starfighters broke off from the freighter, and shot towards the satellite.

Imperial Attack Satellite No.15723 was under attack.

The assault had come at lightning speed, a squadron of fighters plus backup had appeared not from hyperspace, but seemingly from the planet itself. Worse of all, they were winning.

Ezra sat in the cockpit of his modified XT-37 starfighter, and watched as the battle progressed.

The fighters had attacked at full strength, shattering the fighter defence and destroying the turrets. Now, he flipped right and blew the wing clean off a TIE fighter. Switching on his comm, he heard the transmissions from his pilots as they pushed the TIE's back and back.

"I got one on my tail!"

"Break off, I'll get him."

"My radars out, can't shake this guy!"

"Stay on target… Stay on… Yeah!"

"Woohoo! Thanks!"

"I got one!"

"My wings ou… Argh-"

"Ezra, there's a bogey on your tail!"

Ezra looked behind him. Zeb was right. A TIE Interceptor was on his tail, mercilessly firing on Ezra's ship.

"Oh, yeah, just gotta… Rrg… Arrrr… Can't shake him! I can't shake him! He's too fast, he's…"

"DEAD!" Came a voice over his comm, and the Interceptor exploded in a fireball of debri and smoke. Ezra looked out of his window. He could see nothing at first, but then the space beside him became distorted and next minute, Sabine's ship was there.

"Thanks Sabine."

"Now we're even!"

Ezra had been about to reply, when with a yell, two of his wingmen burst into flame. They screamed over the comm, then fell silent, and lasers rocked the ship, sending a small burst of flame out from the wing of Sabine's ship.

"Be careful, that's an expensive ship!"

Sabine had been about to reply, but stopped.

"What is that!"

Four more ships had just emerged from the satellite, and we're heading towards the crew. Ezra's comm crackled.

"Playtime is over, 'rebels'.

"Commander had ordered us to take you down."

"Ezra! Long time no see!"

"The Empire's enemy is my enemy!"

"Just what I need to see." Moaned Ezra. "Wolfren."

"Who?" Asked Kanan over the comm.

"Group of mercenaries, armed, very dangerous. I ran into them once or twice during the LSF days. Ok, new plan. Sabine, Zeb, Kanan, break off. Let's get 'em!"

The four advanced starfighters broke apart and charged the rebels. In seconds, the area was a huge battleground. Each of the mercenaries had attacked a different rebel. Garla was tailing Zeb, Tailug was gunning on Kanan, Sabine was being attacked by Dogma, and that left Ezra with the strong and powerful leader called Artimus.

Zeb's ship shook as he desperately tried to shake his pursuer. His fighter was heavier than his opponents, and slower too, so it was easy for Garla to get behind Zeb, and he was now mercilessly firing on his enemy. Zeb swerved and rolled, but his pursuer matched his every move. Desperate, he accidently knocked a button on the dashboard but he didn't know what it did. At once, he felt the ship rock, and then saw Garla's ship fly past his own. This confused Zeb, until he looked at the engine readouts. The button had killed all power to them, and the sudden stopping had made Garla zoom past him. He rallied on the moment, and grabbing the triggers, took aim with the laser cannon.

Kanan was winning his battle.

Although Tailug's ship was fast, he was faster, and was out manouvering the mercenary at every turn. The problem seemed to be in actually causing any damage, as the mercenary had diverted all power to shields, and it was working. Every bolt Kanan cast was deflected, while the Jedi Interceptor was steadily taking damage from Tailug's lucky shots. Several readouts on Kanan's ship were beeping furiously, when he suddenly swooped upwards. Tailug quickly followed, and was now right behind Kanan, when the Jedi let out on a tremendous burst of speed, and stalled.

Although they were in space, they were still in the planets atmosphere and stalling was still possible. Kanan stalled, and began to fall right towards Tailug's ship, lasers firing furiously. Just as Tailug realised what Kanan was doing, a shot hit the cockpit, and he disintegrated along with his ship.

Artimus was furiously fighting Ezra when two bursts of light in the distance signalled the death of Garla and Tailug. Looking to his right he just saw Dogma. His ship was in flames, and suddenly, a loud 'AAAARRGH' echoed on his comm and the ship slammed into the side of the satellite. Artimus gritted his teeth and continued his attack. Both ships swooped and rolled, desperately trying to stay in the fight, for even a split-second mistake was deadly in the fight. Then, Artimus gained the user hand.

Ezra flipped,and rolled right into Artimus's lasers. The blast blew Ezra's stabilisers off, and suddenly, he was relying on just his steering to keep himself alive. When, suddenly, Artimus yelled, and one of his wings caught fire.

Sabine had roared into the fight, lasers blasting as she nearly blew Artimus's wing clean off. Ezra was at her side in seconds, and blasted the mercenaries engines out. Red lights came on all in his cockpit as his ship slowly began to dip towards the planet below.

Wolfren was doomed.

Artimus desperately radioed the satellite as his ship plummeted towards Lothal.

"Lost… Everyone… No… Survivors… Can't, pull… Out… I'm sorry,

I…

Failed…

You."

No one watched as his ship smashed into Lothal. No one was watching at the exact moment of his death.