Allies or enemies?

Hiro, Gogo, and Wasabi remained still as they watched the mysterious Yokai and his minions attack the Moff and his stormtrooper guards. Laser blasts flew left and right and the Yokai's black clad minions rushed to attack the stormtroopers with large vibro knives.

"What the heck did we walk into?" Wasabi whispered with wide eyes.

"Doesn't matter, we're out of here," Gogo said back.

"What about the mission?" Hiro asked.

Gogo shook her head. "Too dangerous. Too chaotic...at least for all of us," she began. The others furrowed their brows. "You guys get out of here. I'll complete the mission," she said with a nod.

"Gogo thats crazy," Wasabi whispered.

"Its a risk, no doubt. But we have to destroy those things. Take Hiro and get out of here," she commanded. Before they could argue she leapt out from behind cover and began sneaking her way over to the shield generators.

Wasabi watched her go and sighed. He patted Hiro on the arm and and began leading him to the entrance. Hiro was hesitant to go as she watched his teacher sneak past the fighting sides. But he obeyed, crouching low as he stuck close to Wasabi. They went the long way around as Wasabi hailed Fred and Honey Lemon to be ready. It seemed as if they would make it, until the mysterious Yokai turned his head, locking eyes with them both.

Everyone froze for a few tense moments. Until that is the man pointed at them both. A few of his minions split off from the main battle and rushed them. Wasabi pushed Hiro back as he got his two vibroblades out and stood at the ready. Four minions charged forward as Wasabi held his ground.

And then they clashed.

Hiro was amazed by Wasabi's skill as he managed to hold his own against the attacking minions. He parried and dodged their blows all while backing up. But one split off to try to get at Hiro.

Wasabi cursed as he took notice of it. "Hiro run!" he shouted back.

Hiro froze up as the masked minion rushed him. He drew his vibroblade and held it up to defend himself. He stumbled and staggered back as the enemy attacked relentlessly, swinging their blade with great strength that almost made Hiro lose his grip.

But Hiro held firm, recounting Gogo's lessons as he parried and blocked. He kept his blade close to his body, using the defensive form she'd taught him. To his amazement he wasn't dead yet. The enemy suddenly dropped and attempted a low sweep at his legs. Hiro leapt over the attack and then did a backflip away. As the enemy got up and charged him Hiro jerked to the side and swept his legs out. The minion stumbled forward. Hiro rushed and then pointed the end of the blade at him.

And then he just...paused. Now what? What was he supposed to do now that he'd won? Kill him? He'd never killed anyone before. "Uhhh...drop your weapon...yeah. Drop it!" Hiro demanded. The person didn't comply. He cocked his head and stared back at Hiro from underneath his mask. Hiro narrowed his eyes. "I said-" Hiro was cut off as the man tripped him up.

Hiro fell onto his back as the man leapt to his feet. He stomped on Hiro's chest while pinning down his blade hand. Hiro gasped and his eyes widened as the man raised his weapon up to kill him. Hiro felt his insides go cold as he realized he was about to be killed.

But before the man could strike a disc flew from the side and struck him across the face, making him fall sideways and to the floor.

Hiro remained on the ground, mind reeling. Before he knew it Gogo was helping him up and checking him over. "You ok Hiro," she asked in concern. He nodded. "Good," she said in relief.

"Look out!" Hiro cried as he pointed over her shoulder. Gogo whirled around and thrust her hands out as the man attempted to sneak attack her. He was sent flying away with a powerful Force attack, hitting the ground hard before rolling to his feet. Gogo stood protectively in front of Hiro as she took in the man. The man looked up, and from underneath his mask they could make out sparks of electricity and even wiring.

"They're droids?!" Hiro shouted in shock.

"Thought something was off. They don't give off any life force," Gogo muttered to herself. Then she shook her head. "Doesn't matter. Wasabi, were out of here!" she called out. From a pocket on her jacket she pulled out an orange chem orb. She tossed it at the ground, causing it to explode and release a thick orange smoke. Hiro felt his hand being grabbed, and he let himself be led along, knowing it was Gogo.

They ran out of the room, emerging from the smoke with Wasabi in tow. Hiro spared a glance back to see the Yokai emerge and stare after them. They were ignored as more stormtroopers rushed to defend the Moff, alarms were blaring everywhere. Gogo led them outside as they made their way to the roof.

The BH6 dropped low enough to the side of the building to allow them to leap inside. Soon they were flying away, and as they did they stared down at the warehouse. They stared and stared, but Hiro had a strange feeling something bad was about to happen.

And then it happened. To everyone's horror multiple explosions suddenly ripped through the building, blinding them all as it began to collapse, undoubtedly killing hundreds of people still inside.

Hiro hissed as he heard screams in his mind. He looked to Gogo to see her rubbing her temple as well, probably feeling what he was feeling.

"What the heck happened in there?" Fred asked in bewilderment.

Gogo let out a breath, slumping down in her seat. "Seems there's someone with a grudge against the Moff. Someone who doesn't care who about the innocent either."

Everyone sat there, they could hardly believe how bad the mission had gone.

"We need to call the Senator as soon as we get back to base," Gogo said firmly. Everyone nodded. Hiro sat there, heart still racing. "You hesitated Hiro."

Hiro flinched and glanced over at Gogo. "Huh?"

"You hesitated. And you let yourself be caught off guard. You would've died if it wasn't for me," she said frowning at him.

Hiro looked at her, and he knew she was right. He swallowed, his near death sinking in. "Sorry," he muttered in shame as he looked down. He kept his eyes on the floor, knowing he'd messed up. He kept his head down until he felt a hand on it. He glanced over to see Gogo rubbing his head, small smile on her lips.

"At least you're ok. And you stuck to the Jedi Code. But here's another rule for you. Something you'll have to accept eventually." Hiro listened, looking at her intently as she was about to divulge another piece of wisdom. "When a Jedi draws their weapon, they have to be prepared to take a life. One day Hiro it will come down to you or someone else's life. I hope you'll be ready for that day."

Hiro swallowed, knowing she was right once more. They weren't playing a game. They were doing real missions. Dangerous missions. He could die on anyone of them. He'd never really thought about it until now.

"Still want to be a Jedi kid?" Gogo asked him.

Hiro took a breath. Even with the danger, the possibility of death, the risks, the consequences of capture or failure...

"Yes," he said resolutely.

Gogo smiled. She wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close as she ruffled his hair. The others smiled and laughed. Not all their missions would probably end like this. But for now they were all alright, safe, and together.

They'd take any victory they could get.


"He called himself Yokai?"

"Yes sir," Gogo told Senator Callaghan over the hologram transmission. The Senator hummed and rubbed his chin.

"You say he seems to have a grudge against the Moff?"

"Yes sir. And he doesn't seem to care about innocent people. He blew up a building, he killed hundreds of people," she said in disgust. "And the anger, the hatred..." she gave a slight shudder.

"Well the Moff does have a lot of enemies. There's no telling who this person could be. I'll look into it. But his could be a blessing in disguise. Another enemy against the Moff might be a good thing."

Gogo remained silent and frowned. "Whatever you say Senator. The generators were destroyed either way. Mission complete."

Callaghan nodded. "Good work. I'll keep you posted. Callaghan out." With that the Senator cut the transmission. Gogo let out a breath. She wasn't sure this masked man was an ally. She usually trusted the Senators opinion, but she was sure he was wrong about this.

She sighed and turned on her heel to go to her room for the night. They'd succeeded. Thats all that mattered for now. But if they ever encountered that man again she knew what they had to do.

He had to be stopped.


Hiro and Gogo were sparring the next day. Hiro was going on the aggresive as Gogo easily defended and parried his blows. He growled as she just chuckled and smirked, he was obviously nowhere near her level.

She blocked a blow from the left and right before turning around and slinging her stick over her back, blocking his next strike. She threw her legs back, kicking him in the gut, causing him to slide back and wince in pain. He coughed and rubbed his stomach.

"Woman up kid. The enemy is going to be a lot tougher on you," she called out. He nodded before catching his breath. Soon they were back at it as Hiro attempted to get past her guard.

"That guy. The Yokai. You could feel his anger too?" Hiro asked as she swung at her.

Gogo twirled out of the way. She struck back, hitting him on the arm. She gave a nod. "Yeah. Your powers are growing Hiro. Being able to sense the feelings of others is proof of that."

"Well I guess I have a good teacher," he said with a grin. Gogo couldn't help but smile back. He tried to use her distraction. He charged her with a yell. But she dropped and swept his legs out. He landed on his back, dazed and gasping for breath.

Gogo came into his field of vision and smirked down at him. "Thanks," she said cheekily.

They ended their session as they began to meditate.

"Hey Gogo. What do you think that guy had against the Moff?"

Gogo pursed her lips. "Who knows. The Moff could have a lot of enemies," Gogo said with a shrug. Hiro hummed.

"You think he could be an ally?"

Gogo frowned. She shook her head. "No. We won't work with someone willing to endanger the lives of the innocent. Not for his own twisted sense of revenge." Hiro stared at her before looking away. He processed her answer. And in the end he gave a nod.


Over the next week Hiro's lessons continued. It was discovered that the Moff had somehow survived the explosion of the building. And he'd declared the Yokai a terrorist who was a criminal to the Empire. The crew went on more missions, usually raids to steal supplies for those who'd lost their homes to the Empire. But they also did the occasional weapons' heist, selling them to a black market dealer for credits for food, fuel, and other necessities they needed. Meanwhile, the crew also checked the black market for one particularly rare item they hoped someone would have.

A lightsaber crystal for Hiro. They were determined to get him one. In the meantime Honey Lemon kept growing her own in hopes they could be a substitute and act a the focusing crystal.

Rumors started circulating, rumors and whispers of Jedi. But for now that was all they were. Rumors. The crew would keep their ears out, waiting for something more concrete before they gave Hiro to a Jedi for real training. Though to be honest they were in no rush to part with their youngest teammate.

Hiro's aunt was growing curious about where he was always disappearing to. He just vaguely told her had had made some friends. Its not as if he could tell her the truth, that he was going on life threatening missions and training to be a Jedi. She'd have a heart attack. He didn't like lying to her. But he knew he had to.


Hiro stared at a screw as he attempted to move it with the Force. He stared at it hard, eyes twitching and wide as he tried to will it to move. But it remained where it was. He sighed and let his head fall onto the table. He released a groan in annoyance. This was so hard!

He let out a breath and tried to control his frustration. Gogo had told him that it would only interfere with his focus. He stared at the screw. Gogo made it all look so easy. He'd seen her send people flying with the Force. Yet he couldn't move the tiniest objects.

He sighed as he sat up to try once again. He focused, clearing his mind of distractions as he concentrated on the screw. He tried willing it to move once again. He waited and watched. And then he actually started to make progress. The screw started to shake ever to slightly. He held his breath, feeling he almost had it.

"Sup bro!"

Hiro yelped and jumped in his seat, losing concentration as the screw went still. He looked over his shoulder to see Fred. "What ya doing Hiro?" he asked curiously.

Hiro had to stop himself from glaring angrily at him. But he took a breath to quell his frustration. "Trying to move this screw...its hard," he said with a groan.

"Ah, more Jedi stuff huh. Cool."

"Hey Fred, did you know any Jedi besides my brother?" Hiro asked curiously.

"Oh yeah. I knew a bunch. I was a major Jedi enthusiast," Fred said with a wide smile. "They were some awesome dudes. Sucks what happened to them."

Hiro nodded in agreement. The only Jedi he remembered meeting was his brother.

"Hey I'm about to go on a supply run. Want to come?" Fred offered. Hiro pursed his lips in thought. "Might finally hear something about your crystal," he added. Hiro leapt out of his seat, but not before grabbing the screw on whim and pocketing it. "Well alright, lets go then," Fred said as he led the way.

Fred led them to a few speeder bikes. They loaded up before they started heading out toward a small city to buy some supplies. Hiro stuck close to Fred as he led them to various stalls and began buying food for the base, along with other basic necessities like soap and toiletries. At their last stop he left Hiro outside a cantina with the supplies as he went to speak with a black market dealer about any news on a lightsaber crystal.

Hiro sat, bored as he guarded their stuff. He hoped there would be words on a lightsaber crystal. He couldn't describe how badly he wanted one. He'd sometimes daydream about himself as a Jedi, wielding a lightsaber as he defended the innocent. As he was imagining what color it would be he heard a commotion down the street. He turned his head to see a Klatooinian sprinting down the street like something were on his heels.

He shouted and shoved people out of the way before skidding to a stop. His eyes were wide and panicked before he glanced to the left spotting a human mother with her daughter. He the child from her mother as he pulled out a small blade and held it to her throat. Then he looked skyward and waited.

Hiro leapt up, fingers twitching as he looked at the frightened child. The crowd started getting whipped into a frenzy as people ran to find the local troopers.

But the Klatooinian kept his eyes on the sky, and sure enough his purser showed up. Out of the air came a person in golden armor. Hiro looked up in amazement to see what he believed to be a woman in high tech armor. He took note of her vibroblade, blaster, and even a jetpack keeping her aloft. The Klatooinian growled as she dropped to the ground a few feet from him.

"Back off Mando!" the Klatooinian growled.

"Just give up dogface. You're coming with me. I came to this planet looking for someone else. But a little extra credits never hurts," the woman said back underneath her helmet. "And let her go!"

The Klatooinian glared at her, moving the knife dangerously closer to the girl's neck. A stalemate ensued, the woman staying back but not retreating as the Klatooinian held the girl hostage. He was obviously desperate, and people did dumb things when desperate. And the last thing that girl needed was for someone to do something stupid.

Hiro stood back, eyes shifting back and forth between the two parties. He looked to the girl's mother, whose eyes were fixed on her obviously frightened child. Hiro racked his brain, trying to think of what he could do to help. If Gogo were there, she'd probably throw her discs at him, knocking the knife free with a well aimed throw.

But of course he had nothing to throw at the person. Did he? He quickly patted himself down, and felt the bulge of the screw in his pocket. He held it between two of his fingers, flicking his eyes between the Klatooinian and the woman in armor. He had to do something. Hiro took a breath and focused on the screw, he willed it to move, clearing his mind of all distractions. Luckily no one's attention was on him, otherwise they would have seen the screw wobble and then begin to hover in midair.

Hiro kept up his concentration, but he knew he wouldn't be able to do this for long. Even though the screw was a tiny object he still wasn't skilled enough with the Force to keep it moving, it was a miracle he was moving it at all. He anged the screw so that the point was pointing at the Klatooinian. The plan was to hit his hand, hopefully surprising him into letting go of his hostage or at least the knife.

He took a another breath, and with a subtle finger gesture sent it flying at the Klatooinian. The felw flew through the air, but missed it mark, bouncing harmlessly off head.

"Aw man," Hiro muttered in disappointment.

"Huh?" the Klatooinian, jerked his head around after feeling the strange object, likely a pebble, bounce off the side of his head. But in his distraction the woman reacted. She drew one of her blaster at her hip at startling speed and fired. To everyone's amazement, and the Klatooinian's shock, she shot the knife out of his hand.

As he was dumbfounded at having been disarmed she surged forward, cocked back her fist, and socked him right in the face. He stumbled back with a yell as she pulled the little girl free and pushed her safely behind her. The Klatooinian recovered quickly and snarled at the woman, he tensed to charged her when she pressed a button on her gauntlet, letting loose a length of metal wire that shot out and wrapped around his legs. She pulled, tightening the wire before yanking him off his feet.

As he landed on his back he hit his head, temporarily dazing him. As he tried to get the world in focus the woman rushed forward and swiftly kicked him across the face, knocking him out in one blow.

Everyone was silent for a few moments. But then they gave a hearty cheer. The child rushed back to her mother and they embraced, sheer relief coursing through them. The stormtroopers finally arrived to apprehend the thug, they approached the woman, though Hiro couldn't hear what they were saying before she nodded and followed after them.

Hiro stared after her. Wondering who the heck she was.

"Woah, a Mandalorian."

Hiro jumped and turned to see Fred next to him, staring in the direction of the armored woman.

"A Manda-whatnow?"


"A Mandalorian," Gogo said with a frown. She clicked her tongue and sighed.

"Is that bad?" Hiro asked the crew. They all exchanged glances before Gogo decided to elaborate.

"They're enemies of the Jedi. Always have been," Gogo explained. "Sounds like she was doing a little bounty hunting. And you said she was looking for someone?" Gogo asked. Hiro nodded.

"I bet she was looking for you," Wasabi said looking to Gogo. "Rumors have been circulating lately. The troopers think you're a Jedi."

Gogo's frown deepened, annoyance written clear across her face. "Yeah, you're probably right," she admitted. With a sigh she turned to look at Hiro. "Looks like our lessons and mission will have to be put on hold for a bit Hiro."

"Aw what?!"

"Sorry Hiro. This Mandalorian could be bad news."

"I don't know, she seemed ok," Hiro said shrugging. Everyone arched a brow. "She seemed genuinely concerned about saving the girl. And she did," he pointed out.

Gogo pursed her lips. "Still, can't take any chances."


The next day Hiro stomped home after his academy lessons, head down as he kicked rocks and pieces of trash. His lessons had been put on hold until the Mandalorian left. Additionally the crew was going to lay low for a little while. Gogo was attracting too much attention, people were thinking she was a Jedi. He sulked and muttered to himself angrily.

As he drew nearer and nearer to his home his bad mood only grew. And then suddenly he froze. He brought a hand up to his temple, rubbing small circles at a slight throbbing. He could...sense something. He wasn't sure what it was, he was still learning how all his powers worked.

He turned his head to and fro, glancing around until he spotted a glimpse of gold.

There she was. The Mandalorian. She was speaking with vendors and citizens in passing, not doing anything particularly violent or dangerous. Hiro cocked his head as he subconsciously crept closer, curiosity piqued. She felt...not bad. She didn't sense any negative emotions like rage or hate. And he didn't feel any ill intent from her.

When he was within earshot he leaned against a stall casually, listening in as she spoke with a passerby. From what she could gather she was asking about the mysterious Jedi rumors. She seemed intent of getting a physical description of Gogo. But not many citizens actually knew about her. So she mostly got dead ends as she continued her way through the streets.

Hiro followed, intent on finding out what her true intentions were. She suddenly rounded a corner. Hiro crept after her, staying close to the wall. He waited a few moments before he peeked out ever so slightly.

"Hello."

"AH!" Hiro yelped as he leapt back. The Mandalorian was bent over, helmet near Hiro's eyes level. She cocked her head to the side, staring at him from underneath her helmet.

"Any particular reason you've been following me kid?" she asked.

"What? Following? Me? Nah," Hiro tried to say dismissively.

The Mandalorian rose up, she crossed her arms over her chest and hummed, not convinced. "I think I know what's up."

Hiro did his best not to stiffen up. Did she know he was Force sensitive? Was she going to turn him over to the Empire? But...how could she possibly know that? It should've have been impossible for an absolute stranger to know about his abilities. Right?

The Mandalorian extended a hand out and placed it on his shoulder. Hiro froze, stomach flipping as he feared the worst.

"Sorry kid, but I'm too old for you."

And just like that Hiro's was fear evaporated, being replaced by utter confusion. "Huh?"

"You're a teenager. You're young. Probably going through puberty, mood swings, hormones, yada yada. Not to mention you're probably starting to take an interest in girls."

Hiro's ears began to turn red. Oh god! She thought he was being a hormonal teenage stalker?! Wait...yeah this was good.

"And I know I'm attractive."

He changed his mind. No it wasn't. This was just awkward. He'd rather she suddenly try to turn him over to the Empire.

"But you should probably go for girls your own age. But your little crush is adorable. And I'm seeing someone anyway. Still, very flattering. Come back in maybe...ten years or so," she said patronizingly.

"Uh..."

"But here," she suddenly pulled her hand back to place both of them on the sides of her helmet. She then removed it, revealing a young woman near the age of his friends with strawberry blond hair, a freckled face, and blue eyes. "For being so cute." She leaned in a gave him a peck on his forehead, causing him to flinch and blush a red. With that she pulled back placed her helmet back on.

"Bye now. And a word of advice. If you think a girl is pretty, just talk to them. Following them is just creepy," she said offering one last pearl of wisdom. She then turned on her heel and began to walk away, leaving a dumbfounded Hiro just standing there.

"Oh wait," she suddenly said stopping mid step. She turned around and briskly walked back to them. "Actually now that I have you, can you tell me anything about this Jedi I've heard rumors about?"

"Why?" Hiro asked suspiciously. He was almost sure she wasn't a bad person. Almost.

"Its just very important that I find them. Please?" she asked sweetly. "With chocolate sprinkles, fudge sauce, and truffles on top?" Hiro stood there, his suspicions steadily falling. "If you do I'll kiss you again. But not on the lips," she added, waggling her finger at him. "I have a boyfriend."

Wha-what do you want to know exactly?"

"What does she look like? Is it even a woman?"

"Well...I'm not sure if she's a Jedi. But she's kind of short, with black hair," Hiro said, giving the smallest and vaguest description of Gogo he could.

The Mandalorian's shoulders drooped. She released a disappointed sigh. "So its definitely not her then," she muttered to herself.

"Her?"

"Its nothing. Thanks kid," she said as she began to turn on her heel.

"This Jedi, do you want to kill her?"

The Mandalorian whipped around. "What? Heck no! I would never kill a Jedi," she said in appalment. "Now a Sith on the other hand," she paused to pound a fist into her palm.

"So why do you want to find her so badly?" Hiro pressed.

The Mandalorian looked away, she shifted awkwardly on her feet. Then she looked back to him. "Can you keep a secret?"

"Sure," Hiro said with a vigorous nod. The Mandalorian looked around to make sure no one was listening in on them. Then she bent down and leaned into whisper.

"I'm looking for my older sister. She's a Jedi."

Hiro flinched in shock and surprise. She had a Jedi as a sibling too? He was astounded. "My big brother was a Jedi."

She gasped. "Oh my gosh no way!"

"No yeah," Hiro said nodding as he smiled wide. His suspicion of her was completely gone. It was replaced by a sort of empathy. What were the chances of finding someone related to a Jedi.

"So whats your name kid?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.

"My name is Hiro Himada. Yours?"

"I'm Anna."


new chap. And yes. Anna appears. If you're asking why she showing up its because this story connectes with my other Star Wars story. They exist in the same universe. So I thought I'f bring in some characters frm it. Kind of like how Lando, C-3PO, and R2 appeared in Star Wars rebels. This was before Anna found Elsa