Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars Rebels that goes to Disney, Lucasfilm and Dave Filoni.
"The Empire…" A male miner from the planet Ibaar said on the Ghost's holocommunicator with the cockpit as the Ghost traveled through Hyperspace with a corvette and two A-Wings, "...has doubled our work quotas and cut our rations. Without your food drop...the weakest among us will starve."
"Stay strong, my friend. We'll be there soon," Kanan reassured the miner.
"You have our deepest gratitude, Phoenix Squadron," the miner replied as the Ghost, corvette and the two A-Wings suddenly jumped out of Hyperspace and began to approach the planet of Ibaar, "Our underground network is standing by at the drop zone to distribute…" The transmission suddenly went static.
"The transmission is being jammed," Sabine announced from the cockpit's computer systems standing next to Chopper, who immediately grunted.
"Looks like the Empire came out to welcome us," Hera said as she saw multiple Imperial ships blockading the planet.
"Attention, rebel convoy. This system is under Imperial control. Stand down or be destroyed," Agent Kallus ordered from one of the Imperial Light Freighters.
"What a surprise. Agent Kallus," Zeb remarked sarcastically.
"I'll give him this, he's persistent," Hera stated before speaking into the ship's comlink, "Phoenix Leader, your pilots ready?"
"As ready as we'll ever be, Captain Syndulla," Phoenix Leader replied from his A-wing, "All fighters, attack formation."
With that said two A-wings deployed from sides of the corvette as they went into their attack formation
"Deploying fighters," a man on the bridge of the Imperial Light Cruiser said, causing Kallus to nod in confirmation.
And with that said as well, four TIE fighters stationed on the magnetic clamps below the Imperial Light cruiser deployed as they went to intercept the A-wings.
"Just handle those TIEs, Phoenix Leader," Hera told Phoenix Leader.
"We'll cover you, Ghost," Phoenix Leader reassured her, "Start your run."
"Zeb, bandit at 270," Hera informed the lassat who ran to one of the Ghost's gun turrets as the Ghost and the corvette began to fly towards Ibaar.
"I see him," Zeb said as he sat in the seat to one of the Ghost's gun turrets and began to use the turret on the incoming TIE fighters, "Karabast!"
"Ezra, coming in at point three," Hera told the Mandalorian padawan that was sitting at and using the turret underneath the cockpit and as Hera said that Ezra destroyed the TIE fighter, "Kanan, two marks at 185."
Kanan destroyed one of the TIE fighters from the turret he was at before going after the one that was about to scoop back around.
"This is Transport 1. We're taking heavy fire!" One of the transport ships said on the Ghost's comm as the Imperial Light Cruiser fired at the ship.
"Stay on course, Transport 1," Hera urged the pilot of transport 1.
"Concentrate your fire on that transport," Kallus ordered the people operating the Imperial Light Cruiser's turrets as he stood behind them, "That cargo will not get past us." And With that said Kallus smiled as the Imperial Light Cruiser began to fire on the Corvette.
"Losing forward deflectors," the pilot of transport 1 announced.
"We're almost through!" Hera told the pilot of transport 1.
"We're not gonna make it!" The pilot of transport 1 yelled as the corvette continues to get more and more damaged from the Imperial Light Cruiser's cannons, "We're not gonna make it!"
"No!" Hera yelled in disbelief.
"Captain Syndulla!"The pilot of transport 1 yelled.
"No!" Hera yelled yet again, knowing that the transport was about to be destroyed and as she closed her eyes as she knew the inevitable outcome of the transport as it was destroyed.
"We lost the transport. We lost the transport," another pilot announced on the Ghost's comlink.
"All ships, abort! Abort!" Hera ordered as she turned the Ghost around in the other direction as the Ghost flew by the Imperial Light Cruiser with Kallus watching this.
"We have to get out of here!" Phoenix Leader stated as his A-wing along with another follows the Ghost as TIE fighters followed them firing at the two A-wings, only for it to be destroyed within seconds of saying that.
"We lost Phoenix Leader," one of the A-wing pilots said, contacting the Ghost, "They're cutting us to pieces!"
"Set heading 267," Hera ordered, "All ships, jump now!"
With that said, the Ghost jumped into Hyperspace with the other ships following suit.
"We must finish the mission," Hera stated as she, two A-wing pilots, Kanan and Sato stood at a holographic table in the debriefing room on board the Liberator, "If we try again with our two remaining transports I now I can get at least one through."
"We don't have much time," Kanan reminded her as Rex approached the holotable next to Sato, "The people of Ibaar won't last another rotation without our help."
"I agree we must try," Sato said agreeing with them, "But our entire fleet is no match for that blockade."
"There is an alternative," Rex said as he suddenly spoke up as he walked around the table, "I've been in contact with an engineer who has no love for the Empire and who claims to have built a prototype heavy assault starfighter a blockade buster."
"What's the problem? Let's get it," Kanan inquired.
"Shipmaster Quarrie will only discuss his ship in person on the planet Shantipole," Rex answered as he stood between Kanan and Hera.
"Shantipole?" One of the pilots repeated with disbelief.
"Every pilot in the galaxy knows that's a one-way trip," another pilot added.
"Hera will go," Kanan told them.
"Kanan, no," Hera said, declining, "I… I've got to lead the next run on the blockade."
"If that fighter gives us a better chance to help Ibaar, we have to get it. And no one else is volunteering to go, but I know you will," Kanan explained before turning to Sato, "What do you say, Commander?" Sato nodded in confirmation before Kanan looked back at Hera.
The Ghost departed from the Liberator within moments and headed to the Gas Giant planet of Shantipole with Sabine and Zeb climbing up the ladder that leads to the Phantom.
"I can't believe you volunteered me for this reckless mission," Hera told Kanan, "After what happened, the fleet needs me now more than ever."
"True, the fleet needs a solution, but one that neither you nor Agent Kallus are able to see," Kanan said as he agreed with her.
"Oh. Are we talking in riddles now? Is that it?" She asked him.
"Fine," Kanan sighed, "You want me to spell it out for you? We can't beat that blockade not without a better ship, with better firepower and the best pilot at the controls."
"Even if this ship turns out to be everything we hope it is I still might not make it back in time to help," Hera told him as she places her hand on one of the steps of the ladder.
"Then you better hurry," Kanan said as he left her and with that said, Hera walked up the ladder and sat in the Phantom's control seat before detaching it from the Ghost as it's flaps extended and began to pilot it towards the Gas Giant.
"So, I guess that makes me copilot," Ezra said from behind Kanan as they watch Hera and the others except for Chopper fly towards Shantipole on the Phantom before sitting in the seat next to him and spinned around in the chair with her arms behind her head as Chopper grunted at her and turned to him, "I called it, I'm in the chair, I'm copilot." As she said that Chopper started grunting before going to attack the Mandalorian padawan with his arms to which she grabbed and turned to Kanan, "Kanan, would you tell him I'm copiloting?"
"You're co-irritating me, both of you," Kanan told her, "Now strap in. We've got to pick up the last of the supplies with or without Hera."
As he said that, Kanan pressed buttons on the dashboard as Chopper grunted, causing Ezra to pound on his dome, causing Chopper to grunt at her angrily and as that happened, the Ghost turned around before jumping into Hyperspace.
"Well, I did a bit of research on why it's so hard to land here," Hera said as she flew the Phantom into Shantipole's atmosphere.
"And?" Both Sabine and Zeb asked at the same time.
"The upper atmosphere is tricky," Hera answered.
"Tricky how?" Sabine inquired.
"You can get through it but your craft never seems to maintain its power," Hera explained.
"Whoa. What does that mean?" Zeb asked with confusion, "I don't know what that means."
"It means no power, no flying. just falling," Sabine explained to Zeb.
"Could've mentioned this before I got on board!" Zeb said as he yelled at Hera.
"You wouldn't have come!" Hera stated.
"Ow," Sabine said as lightning struck the Phantom as it was flying through the planet's atmosphere, as this happened alarms went off. The Phantom soon flew down going into a nosedive, accelerating towards a canyon that was full of high pointed rocks, Hera gasped as she saw this and steered away from the rocks. "Whoa, Sabine cried as the Phantom moved upside down as they continued to pass through the canyon before moving it back right side up.
"Wait. Was that a ship? That was a ship!" Zeb yelled as he noticed a ship embedded into one of the high pointed rocks as they passed it by.
"That was your imagination," Hera told him before the Phantom hit one of the high pointed rocks as they neared a landing platform nearby, "There! The landing field."
"Is that your imagination?" Zeb asked.
"You better hope not," Hera replied as she piloted the Phantom towards the landing pad, "Brace for landing!"
With that said, the Phantom landed on the landing pad, skidding across the platform as Hera pulled the Phantom's steering wheel like device towards her before stopping at the edge of the platform.
"Am I dead?" Zeb asked as he felt that the Phantom had stopped before standing up, "I don't smell dead." He stepped forward, causing a creaking sound as the Phantom to tilt downwards, "Uh-oh."
"Zeb!" Hera called before standing up and approached him, "Zeb, get to the back of the ship!"
The three of them stood at the back of the Phantom, causing the ship to tilt back upwards as this happened the back door of the Phantom suddenly opened, causing Hera, Zeb and Sabine to fall out of the Phantom onto the landing Platform with a small alien called a Mon Calamari standing in front of them.
"Who are you?" the Mon Calamari asked them.
"You're Quarrie, right?" Hera asked the Mon Calamari, "Captain Rex sent us."
"Ah. You're here about my ship," Quarrie realized as an astromech used a forklift to pull the Phantom up from falling off the edge of the landing platform.
"Any landing you can walk away from is a good one," Hera told him.
"After a good landing, you can still fly the ship," Quarrie said, making a gesture of a ship flying with one of his hands.
"Yeah. You know this is a terrible place for ships," Hera told the Mon Calamari.
"But the perfect place to test them. If it can fly here, it can fly anywhere," Quarrie explained, "And it's also the last place the Empire would look." He then gestured to them to follow him, "Come. Let's get out of this wind." As Quarrie said that, Hera, Sabine and Zeb followed the Mon Calamari to a hanger as he began opening the hanger, "Pardon the mess. I don't get many visitors. Most of 'em crash." He finishes opening the hangar and begins approaching his ship, "There she is. What do you think? I call it the Blade-wing."
"Uh… that's a ship?" Zeb inquired with confusion, "Is it upside down?"
"Looks like it's been through a garbage masher," Sabine added.
"Oh, this is one of my most advanced designs," Quarrie told them, "Fast, agile, a narrow attack profile. And it packs a punch. High intensity blasters, ion cannons and proton torpedoes." He listed as he pointed at a large cannon on the ship.
"Great. I can't wait to take it out," Hera stated, "The fleet really needs this."
"The fleet, huh?" Quarrie said, turning around before walking out of the hanger, "What makes you think she's yours just for the taking?"
"I can't believe that old carp isn't gonna let you fly his ship," Zeb told Hera as she sees if she can repair the Phantom, "You ask me, he's been out of the water too long."
"I can't fix the Phantom, not with the spare parts we have on board," Hera announced.
"And more good news," Sabine said approaching them, "Our comm system's fried. We can't contact the Ghost."
"So we're stuck here. Perfect," Hera said sarcastically as she stood back up.
"I noticed your aft stabilizer is cracked," Quarrie said as he approached them transporting spare parts that the Phantom needs on a loading dolly, "What else do you need?"
"Power bus relay, a flux converter, some plasma conduit," Hera answered.
"BeeGee will get you sorted," Quarrie said, referring to his astromech droid that was following him who grunts as the droid approached Hera.
"Thank you," Hera told the droid who grunted as he moved away to get what they needed with Sabine and Zeb following, and Hera turned to Quarrie, "Look. If I don't fly your ship, who will?"
"I've waited a long time for the right pilot," Quarrie said, turning around to look at her before walking away, "I can wait longer."
"Report," Kallus requested a hologram of an Imperial Commander that appeared on the holocommunicator on the Imperial Light Cruiser that was currently blockading Ibaar.
"We have cut all remaining rations from the people of Ibaarian people," the navigational officer reported, "There are a few holdouts in the mountains who have been in contact with the rebel fleet."
"Have no fear, Commander. Their spirit will break soon enough," Kallus reassured the commander.
"What of the rebel fleet?" The commander inquired.
"Oh, they will return," Kallus answered, "They can't resist helping people in need, which will be the last mistake they make."
"You know you didn't have to drag us all the way out here. could've transmitted the plans to Rex," Hera told Quarrie as she repairs the Phantom.
"Why would I hand over my ship to just any pilot?" He asked as he helped her repair the Phantom.
"Would 'any pilot' risk their life to come to this death trap?" Hera asked him.
"Perhaps not," Quarrie answered, "So why did you?"
"I was a little girl when the Clone War came to Ryloth. My mother hid us below ground but I'd peek out when the Republic ships flew over as they fought to liberate my world. I dreamt of nothing more than to be up there with them," Hera answered.
"So, you left your family to fight?" Quarrie asked her.
"I left my family so I could fly," she corrected.
"As a combat pilot," he added.
"If we want freedom, we must make difficult choices," Hera reasoned, "I chose to leave my family, I chose to learn to fly and then I chose to use that ability to help others in need. But it's all rooted in something I can't explain…" She looks up at Dactillions flying in the sky, "A need to be up there. Because even when there are explosions all around me and things are at their worst I feel like I'm at my best."
"We've wasted enough time. There are beings in need of help… and my ship is in need of a pilot," Quarrie said, telling her that now he'll allow her to fly his ship.
"I don't understand Why we're loading the Ghost up with the food supplies," Ezra said as she approached Kanan in the cockpit of the Ghost as the ship arrived near a C-ROC Gozanti-class Cruiser and began to pick up the supplies for the people of Ibaar.
"Well, I thought Hera would be back by now. But when she went out there, there was never a guarantee she'd be back in time. So we're making the run," Kanan explained to his Mandalorian padawan.
"Wait. We're transporting the supplies in the Ghost?" Ezra said as she sat in the seat next to Kanan, "That'll make us the Empire's primary target."
"Yeah, but the Ghost is smaller and faster so, with any luck, we'll just slip right by," Kanan told her.
"You actually believe that?" She asked him.
"It makes me feel better when I say it," Kanan answered before clicking buttons above him around the dashboard, "Besides, we gotta feed those people. Now are you in?"
Back on Shantipole, the Blade-wing was getting ready to fly as it moved out of its hangar with Hera in the ship's cockpit as she placed a helmet-like object over her face before pressing buttons next to her in the cockpit.
"You're lucky to have her as your pilot," Zeb told Quarrie as he and Sabine approached the Mon Calamari.
"How many times have you flown it?" Sabine inquired.
"Me? Oh, I don't fly. Too dangerous," Quarrie answered, "But theoretically, it should fly."
"Theoretically?" Both Zeb and Sabine repeated at the same time.
"Better to be down here wishing I was up there than up there crashing back down," Quarrie added.
"If that ship crashes, I'll toss you over the side and see how well you fly!" Zeb threatened and Quarrie gave Hera a thumbs up who gave a thumbs up in response. The Blade-wing then lifted up above the platform and the Blade-wing's landing gear retracted back into itself as Hera pulled a lever forwards, causing the ship's thrusters to accelerate forward before the ship went falling.
"Hera!" Both Zeb and Sabine cried out in fear and horror before running over to the edge of the platform, where the Blade-wing fell, to see the ship, but couldn't see it for a few seconds until they saw it fly above them before the ship's S-foil wing opened.
"Yes!" Sabine cried as she and Zeb laughed with delight as the Blade-wing flew alongside Dactillions.
"Let's see what this beast can do," Hera said as she activated the Blade-wing's thrusters as it flew upwards, "Definitely not a freighter," Soon she flew the Blade-wing back down and flew between the high pointed rocks, "That's it." She then turned the ship in the opposite direction and flew past Quarrie's landing platform as Zeb, Quarrie and Sabine watched from within, Quarrie's workshop.
"Masterful," Quarrie commented on his ship that was being flown by Hera.
"Commencing weapons test," Hera said as the Blade-wing flew by the ship that Zeb noticed embedded with in one of the high pointed rocks and started firing at it with the Blade-wing's weapons, "I was kind of hoping your ship packed more of a punch, Quarrie."
"Did you pull the big lever on your right?" Quarrie asked her through the comm.
"No," she answered.
"Try again," He said, and with that said she pulled the level on her right, causing four lasers from four sections of the ship, from the top and bottom of the S-wing as well as the cockpit and the ion cannon, the four lasers converged on each other before hitting the ship that was embedded within the high pointed rock.
"Yay, I told you," Quarrie cheered.
Hera exhaled with relief as she landed the Blade- wing onto the landing platform, the S-wing closed as the ship landed, Hera immediately jumped out as the ship landed completely with Quarrie, Zeb and Sabine nearby on the landing platform, in front of her.
"Your ship certainly has the firepower we need but the targeting system could use some work," Hera told the Mon Calamari.
"I've got some ideas," Sabine suggested as she stepped forward.
"No, no. That's my ship, young one," Quarrie stated before looking at her, "Just what do you think you're doing?"
"Never get between a Mandalorian and a weapons package," Sabine told him before BeeGee started grunting as he approached Hera and turned towards the Phantom telling them that the Phantom's comm has been repaired.
"It's Kanan. He'll want to hear about our success," Hera stated as she removes the helmet from her head and handed it to Zeb.
"It has speed, maneuverability and weaponry. This ship is exactly what the rebellion needs," Hera said on the Ghost's comm.
"That's great news, Hera," Kanan said.
"Kanan, they're starting," Ezra said as she watched a corvette jump into Hyperspace as well as other ships.
"What's going on?" Hera suddenly asked.
"The Ibaarians contacted us. They're at their breaking point," Kanan explained before sighing, "We can't wait any longer. Sato's ordered the second attack on the blockade."
"We need to get moving," Hera told everyone as she exits the Phantom, "The second attack is about to commence."
"Well, we've got a problem," Sabine informed them, "The energy drain from the multi-cannon firing system killed the Hyperdrive."
"In basic, please," Zeb sighed, not understanding what she meant.
"The weapons work, but we've got no lightspeed," Sabine groaned as she explained it to the lasat.
"Well, that has been a problem," Quarrie stated.
"It's been a problem?" Hera repeated as she walked towards the Mon Calamari, "You… You mean you knew about this?"
"What did you expect for a prototype?" Quarrie inquired, "There are all sorts of adjustments that need to be made. For instance, I don't even like this paint job so much."
"Come here, fish face," Zeb said as he dropped the box he was carrying down and grabbed Quarrie, "I want to see if you fly."
"What the…" Quarrie muttered as he was startled from Zeb grabbing him.
"Hang on. Hang on, Zeb Easy," Hera pleaded the lasat who then dropped Quarrie onto the box.
"There must be a way to solve this," Hera said as she looked over him from above.
"Oh, it's a shame I had BeeGee install that other Hyperdrive on the Phantom," Quarrie admitted.
"You what?" Hera asked with confusion.
"I don't like seeing a ship that can't fly," Quarrie explained as he sat up, "During the repairs, I upgraded it. Because if you don't have a Hyperdrive, you can't fly far."
"You beautiful, crazy Mon Calamari!" Hera said before giving him a quick hug, "That's the answer to our problem."
"What? What's the answer?" Quarrie asked her with confusion as Sabine and Zeb also gave her a confused look.
"Sir, enemy ships are approaching from sector nine," one of the Imperial navigational officers informed Kallus from the Imperial Light Cruiser as Kallus stood behind him.
"Scan the rebel ships," Kallus ordered, "The one which carries the relief supplies will be our primary target."
"Initiating scan now, sir," another navigational officer said as he initiated a scan on the rebel ships that were approaching them.
"Command ship, I'll follow your lead," Kanan said on board the Ghost as the Ghost, corvettes and A-wings jumped out of Hyperspace near Ibaar, "Hopefully we can break through their line and make a run for the surface."
"Whose idea was this again?" Ezra asked him, causing Chopper to grunt as he took his hand out of his dome.
"Sir, comscan has identified the Corellian VCX as the supply transport," one of the navigational officers informed Kallus.
"Of course," Kallus stated, knowing what ship it was, "Commander, focus all fire on the Ghost."
With that said, the Imperial Light Cruiser begins to fire upon the rebel ships.
"Fighter incoming," one of the rebel pilots in the A-wings said as TIE fighters flew towards them.
"Rex, keep those TIEs off our back!" Kanan ordered Rex, who was on the Ghost as well, hopped onto one of the Ghost's gun turrets.
"Workin' on it!" Rex said as he rotated the turret around and began firing the guns, one of the TIEs flew towards the Ghost shooting at it only one the top of the ship before flying back around.
"Better pick up the pace. The cruisers are closing the gap!" Kanan yelled into the Comm as the Ghost continued to head towards the planet with a Corvette in front of them as well as behind them for protection as the Imperial Light Cruiser continued to fire at the Ghost.
"We're cut off!" Ezra cried.
"I'm gonna swing around and try from another direction," Kanan said.
"Stay on course, Ghost," Hera suddenly said over the comm, "I'll knock that cruiser out of your way." As Hera said that the Blade-wing jumped out of Hyperspace with the Phantom carrying it, "Turn me loose, Phantom."
"Say hello to Kallus for me," Zeb told her.
"Oh, we will. If there's anything left of him," Sabine replied from the Blade-wing and with that the Phantom let go of the Blade-wing. The Blade-wing's S-wing opened as it headed towards the Imperial Light Cruisers.
"Sir, rebel reinforcements have arrived. One shuttle and one ship of an unknown design," one of the navigational officers reported to Kallus.
"I would hardly call that reinforcements," Kallus said, thinking nothing of the Phantom and the Blade-wing.
"You boys better give me some room," Hera requested every single rebel pilot.
"You heard the captain," Kanan said he flew the Ghost out of the way as did every other rebel ship.
"Sabine, we'll get only one shot at this," Hera warned Sabine.
"Then it's a good thing you trust me," Sabine replied before the Blade-wing flew closer to the Imperial Light Cruiser, which continued to fire.
"Sir, the unidentified ship is taking the lead," the navigational officer reported to Kallus, "It's moving into attack position off our starboard side." As he said that Kallus' eyes widened with fear as he had a feeling what the ship he's never seen before was going to do.
"Steady. Steady!" Hera said as she flew the Blade-wing closer towards the Imperial Light Cruiser as the Light Cruiser fired upon the ship.
"A little closer," Sabine said.
"Fire!" Hera ordered and as she said that Sabine pressed a button on the control stick that fires the ship's weapons, causing the Blade-wing's multi-cannon to fire st one of the Light Cruisers destroying the ship.
"That's impossible Kallus muttered to himself as he watched in shock as the Blade-Wing destroyed the other Light Cruiser.
"We're clear! Going in," Kanan said as he started to fly the Ghost towards the planet.
"We'll hold off any pursuit once you've made the jump out," Hera informed him from the Blade-wing.
"We'll meet you back at the rendezvous," Kanan replied.
"Ok," Zeb said, flying the Phantom with Quarrie behind him, laughing with relief, "So, maybe it's not such a hunk of junk after all."
"We're over the drop zone now," Kanan said as the Ibaarian miner reappeared on the Ghost's holo-communicator within the Ghost's cockpit as the Ghost enter the atmosphere of Ibaar, "releasing cargo."
Ezra looked at Chopper, who grunted as he had his scomp link connected with the cockpit's astromech port, turned his dome around with his arm out as he did so and with that said multiple containers were released from the Ghost and floated down to the surface.
"We've recovered the drop," the miner informed them on the holocommunicator, "Thank you Phoenix Squadron. You've saved us. You've saved us all."
"You're welcome," Kanan replied before flying the Ghost back into space as the Ghost flew out of the atmosphere of Ibaar.
"We have confirmation the drop was successful. Let's go home, Phoenix Squadron," Sato said on the Comm of every rebel ship as the Corvettes, A-wings, the Phantom and Blade-wing were leaving Ibaar's blockade as TIE fighters were chasing them, Hera and Quarrie looked at each other from both ships as ever rebel ship jumped into Hyperspace.
Quarrie and his astromech were walking in front of Kanan, Ezra and Zeb within the docking bay, the Ghost reached back with the fleet as it docked with the Liberator while the Phantom reattached with the Ghost.
Hera, Sato and Sabine stood at the edge of the room as they were approaching them, but Sato approached them as they were approaching him.
"It seems Senator Organa has found a ship works sympathetic to our cause and willing to manufacture more of these B-wings in secret," Sato told the Mon Calamari.
"Project Shantipole will continue under my supervision, of course," Quarrie reassured him, "There are many adjustments that need to be made."
"Quarrie, thanks to you and your ship we helped many people today," Hera told the Mon Calamari as he began to walk past her.
"I just hammered it together, young pilot. You made it sour," Quarrie corrected her as he and BeeGee walked into the Liberator from the Ghost's docking bay door.
"Indeed. Your heroics are unparalleled, Captain Syndulla," Sato agreed, causing Hera to turn around and face him, "Which is why I agree with Kanan's recommendation."
"Your recommendation?" Hera repeated in confusion before looking at Kanan, "What have you done now?"
"Just listen to the commander," Kanan urged her as he crossed his arms.
"You are to be promoted to Phoenix Leader. Our fighter pilots will benefit greatly from your expertise," Sato explained before giving her a salute, followed by Zeb and both Mandalorians.
"Good job, Captain Hera," Kanan said, saluting her to which she saluted back.
Please favorite and review. Would you like me to continue adding the Imperial scenes or not? Also Ezra use the alias Jabba when she meets Commander Brom Titus? Also I don't think Rotta would work considering that Rotta was Jabba's son.