Hi Guys! I am back! School has been crazy hectic (And boring) So, Now that I finally have a bit of closure, I finally finished this! Yay! Ok, enough of my yammering, onto the story!


A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

Star Wars Rebels:

The Rising Dawn

The Empire searches for the crew of The Rising Dawn and the Rebellion, in hopes to capture them and end this small cell of revolution.

The Ghost Crew has finally found the location of The Rising Dawn and is searching for them now, while the crew of The Rising Dawn, finally reuniting with their leader on Correlia, encounter something in the deep jungle. . .


The Ghost crew trekked through the jungle. Sabine led the group, followed by Zeb and Ezra. Ezra was still currently loaning Kanan's lightsaber, strapped to his belt loop, while Zeb held his bo-staff in hand (Kanan was forced to stay on the ship, no sight plus a dense jungle was extremely bad news, while Hera stayed on the plane to make sure they weren't followed).

The two had been playfully shoving eachother, each one getting a little more harder, until Zeb pushed Ezra accidently into Sabine, causing her to trip and her finger slip off he trigger of the gun she held, shooting a bullet into a tree.

Sabine turned to glare at both of the two, while Zeb and Ezra glared at eachother.

They soon heard a crunching noise and sounds of whispering. The group immediatly hushed and stalked through the underbrush, until they came face-to face with the causes of the whispering.

A group of nine stared at them, eyes narrowed and weapons drawn. The oldest looked at best 21, and the rest looked like kids. One kid, with dark skin and white, spiky hair had a cold expression on his face, and held a blaster at his side.

Overall, the teens looked imposing.

One person on the ghost didn't think they were a threat.

"Are you guys from the Rising Dawn? I thought they were rebels," Zeb said, mumbling the last parts to the Ghost crew.

"What does it mean to you?" A girl with white, long hair in a ponytail said, a pair of goggles strapped over her eyes.

"We are from the Rebellion and we need to talk to you," Sabine answered, pushing Zeb back before he could make a comeback.

"Yeah, right," A girl with long, dark purple hair retorted, pulling apart a staff with shiny, sharp blades at the end.

"Put down your weapons and we'll put down ours," Sabine replied, crossing her arms.

The entire team almost thought in unison, and they all inched back, one girl in an imperial jumpsuit pulling something from her backpack.

Ezra noticed the team slowly, ready their weapons, only visible to the team in question.

"Get back to the ship!" The girl with the jumpsuit hollered before igniting her lightsaber, the thing she had been grabbing.

The rest that followed was chaotic.

A part of a staff whizzed past Zeb's head, landing in a tree. He had responded with grabbing it out of the tree and holding it triumpantly, to be met a screecing force of purple and strength send him to the ground and snatch the staff back from his hands.

One member of the team, sporting two dual pistols, black hair, and a cocky attitude, repeatedly fired at Sabine, engaging her in a shootout, while indiscreetly checking to make sure people were slowly escaping back to the ship.

The girl in the jumpsuit engaged Ezra in a lightsaber clash, even though she looked physically weak and drained. Her silver eyes looked cold at him as she eventually ducked a blow that came dangerously close to her neck, and rolled off into the safety of the jungle.

He was going to give chase, until another one replaced her, wearing blue pants, light brown hair and a DL-44 Blaster Pistol, firing at him to let some more members escape.

Soon, just the girl with the staff, cocky black-haired guy, and the one firing at Ezra were left, until the one with black hair lobbed a grenade at the three, and they ran back into the forest just as it detonated.

"Karabast! We let them get away!" Zeb groaned as he warily reached up feel his face, looking for scratches, holes, blood, etc.

"Not for long!" Sabine called as she ran back into the forest.


Shiro, Jorus, and Vera ran back into the ship. (Well, it was mostly Shiro and Jorus holding Vera back while they dragged her back to the ship, She was not one to give up a fight easily)

Makota and Nakari were the first to run back to the ship, followed by Aidion, Ko, and Jay.

Makota had ran back into her shared room with Vera, staying in there, while Nakari and Ko studied the screen to check for incoming ships.

Shiro ran to the cockpit, where he started flight, while Terran sat as the gunner, waiting for the command or any sign of a ship following them. And Aidion was standing with Shiro in the cockpit, plotting out an idea for defense.

Jay, much to her dislike, was stuck in the infirmary. (Well, it was really an old closet they never used stuffed with bandages, medicine, and a rickety bed).

She grumbled to herself as she sat on the small bed, wrapping the bandage around her waist. She tightened it and finally taped it to her chest and sighed.

Looking around, she walked the perimeter of the small room, running her fingers over the walls.

Smiling sadly to herself, she sat back down on the bed and grabbed her bag. Rifling through it, she found what she was looking for.

She held the small photograph in her hand. It was of her and Sky before...She clenched her eyes shut and threw the photo back in the bag, before flopping against the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"I should get out of this, trash," She thought to herself, walking out of the infirmary and sneaking to her room.


Aidion stood in the cockpit. Shiro continued to fly out of the jungle and flew faster as the smaller, modified ship chased after them.

"Why aren't they firing?" Aidion muttered under his breath as Shiro quickly responded, "Do you know how many Stormtroopers have said they were 'rebels' and tried to recruit us? I highly doubt they are any different. "

Aidion raised an eyebrow in question but lowered it just as they started to head up to the sky.

He suddenly felt something, a sense, that the people in the ship following them weren't..from the empire...

He left the room without a word and walked to the screen, watching as Ko and Nakari studied it.

"I don't know, They would have multiple military troops, and more complex weapons if they were the Empire, or bounty hunters as well," Nakari said, directed to Ko.

Ko's eyes narrowed as he thought. It couldn't be Zakair. . .

Ko turned from the screen and walked back to his room.

Nakari quirked her head but soon saw Ko standing there. "Are you sure about what you said?" he asked her.

She shrugged her shoulders and scanned the screen again.

Aidion thought to himself until the ship suddenly came to a halt.

The team fell to the ground, soem tumbling harder than others.

Nakari looked up, starting to study the screen as Makota looked out into the lounge with fear.

Aidion watched. A man in a green shirt and a dark green covering over his arm stood on top of the ship, followed by a kid in an orange jumpsuit standing by him. They both held out their arms torward the ship, eyes closed.

Aidion's eyes widened.

Were they jedi?


Ok! There we go! Third Chapter is up! I gotta say, I'm pretty happy about how the crew turned out, so thank you everyone who submitted a character! Also, fro anyone who has alredy sent in a Character, you can also send in a side character or a villian if you want! Ok, bye for now!

- Rain