Hello my beautiful people!
First of all, I want to thank all of my supporters! YOU GUYS ARE GORGEOUS AND YOU RULE!
My fish have names! The white one is named Babe, the light yellow Tator Tot, The blue is Bridger, the dark orange is named Crispy, the black is Toothless, the gold is Boo because Jack has goldfish blond hair and i call him Boo or booberry because I'm so creative, and the 1/2 and 1/2 one is named October because the white fish is named after my nickname, and the goldish orange is after Jack's nickname, and the two colors are together...like at a wedding...like ours in October...BOOM!
Before you read this chapter, I suggest you skim over last chapter? just a quick re-look over.
Anyhoot- please enjoy and review - :)
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"Too damn cold." Mason thought to himself, eyes narrowing.
Agent Benni Mason was a simple man.
Average height. Average weight and build. Brown hair, blue eyes. Nothing special about him.
He woke up like any other man, ate his breakfast, went to work and served the Empire, usually doing small tasks like keeping citizens in check. Then he went home, ate dinner with his wife and his two kids, then went to bed.
Nothing special.
This was his first actual mission as a stormtrooper so far. And Agent Kallus, knowing his inexperience, stuck him standing in the weeds outside of the action. There was only about two more hours of solid daylight before the sun began to set.
But that didn't stop the water around him from being frigid.
"At least I finally get to tell Lorianne I got to do something interesting today." Benni mused to himself, smiling at the thought of his wife. "Wonder if the kids are home from school yet. I'm usually home by now. Would my boss even inform them i'm out on the field?"
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"Probably not." Mason sighed. He was suddenly hit with a sharp pain in his stomach.
"I should be eating dinner right now. Maybe i'm not cut out for these big tasks."
SNAAAAUUP!
Mason spun around, sending ripples cascading around him.
Was the sound just a figment of his imagination? Nothing was there after all.
"I'm just tired and hungry and anxious." Mason decided, turning back to point his blaster loyally at the Rebel ship.
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"Ay Steve?"
"...Yuuuup?"
"Wheres Mason?"
Officer Billens sat up in his seat and glanced down. The new guy, 'Mason' should have been waiting in the reed. But there was no sign of the shiny white uniform of a stormtrooper.
Steve Billens picked up his communicator, "How long has it been since boss gave us orders?"
"Dunno...ten minutes?" The other officer replied.
The other officer, Yuri Michaels spoke into the communicator, "Did you try messaging him?"
"...No, hang on i'll try now." Billens responded.
Billens cleared his throat and switched to the single line connecting his ship to Agent Mason.
"Officer Mason, do you read? This is Officer Billens."
Nothing but empty static.
"Officer Mason? Do you read?"
Static.
"Benni?"
Static.
Yuri clicked in, joining the single line group.
"He respond?" Michaels asked.
"No...I-...I think maybe water got in his communicator." Steve Billens concluded.
"Yeah, probably just busted." Michaels yawned, clicking out.
But what Officer Yuri Michaels and Steve Billens didn't remember from their training as a cadet, was that the communicators they used were all waterproof.
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"Can't we just...turn off the signature thing and turn on the shields?" Zeb asked.
"No, the TIE's will be able to pick up on their monitors the change, and will realize what we're doing. They'll shoot us and we'll explode before we even switch." Hera responded, rubbing her forehead.
"Then what do we do? We can't just let this happen." Sabine said.
"I-...I don't know."
Silence was held among the crew, no one knowing what to do or say.
Hera's eyes flicked to the monitor above. Where Kallus was was now empty. Even the bucket heads were gone. She groaned to herself when she saw on the thermal scanner the TIE units were hovering to the sides of the ship, and Kallus and two bucketheads were heading towards the ship.
"Well, looks like our time has run out." Hera said with worry.
"Wait, what?" Zeb questioned.
"Bucket heads and Kallus are on the move." Kanan said.
"No I mean, weren't there three bucketheads?" Zeb asked.
Sabine shifted her weight onto one hip. "Radars aren't picking up any other signs but the two troopers, Agent Kallus and the two TIEs."
Zeb nodded, still unsure of what had happened to the third signature.
"What are we suppose to do? If we attack the ground Imperials we get shot at from the skies, if we go after the TIES we get attacked from ground. We have no shields and no ways of protecting ourselves." Sabine gritted her teeth. She usually wasn't so pessimistic, but her patience had run thin, and she was out of miracles.
A flicker of static from Sabine's comms made them all jump. Sabine fumbled with her device, pulling it from her belt.
Ezra's voice came flowing out of the device, "You guys are so uncreative."
"Ezra?! Kanan exclaimed. "How are you-"
Ezra cut him off with a chuckle, "You left your comm in here Kanan."
Kanan patted his sides. Yup. He left it with Ezra.
Hera took the comm from Sabine and said, "Ezra you should be resting."
"Sorry Hera. You guys obviously need some ideas."
"Fine then, wha' do you propose?" Zeb asked.
"The Ghost is a power spread ship. The ships main power grid is at full 100 percent when everything is completely off. Turn on a light, thats about one percent. The ship can't have everything be running at once."
"Yeah, I know." Hera spoke cautiously.
"Well, right now the ship is running all of the equipment in the med bay, the lights around the ship, and the signature disguise. Between the high maintenance medical equipment running on full and the thermal disguise, we can't get the shields up quick enough."
"So...what are you saying?" Sabine asked, crossing her arms.
"Turn off the med bay equipment."
"What?!" Kanan sputtered.
"Kid you need that equipment." Zeb said into the com.
"I'll live without it. I mean, for a while...but you have to do this!" Ezra encouraged.
Hera sighed. "Hes right about the power sources. We would just have enough energy from our grid to power the shields on immediately if we turn off the med bay energy supply."
"Its the only way!" Ezra said.
"No! It's not safe. Kid, you'll-" Kanan began.
Ezra cut him off, "Die? Pssh, i'll be fine!"
"I can't let you do this." Kanan fought.
"Its the only way everyone will survive!"
"No..."
"Either take a chance on me for a few minutes or knowingly send everyone here to their graves!"
"Ezra..." Hera warned, biting her lip.
"Kanan! NOW OR NEVER!"
Kanan slammed the com down, breaking the small machine to bolts and shards, silencing Ezra's rant.
"Do it." Kanan said. His voice was calm, but had a quiet-like dangerous edge to it.
The Jedi stormed off into the Ghost toward the nosegun, leaving a stunned crew behind him.
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-Shelby