I do not own Loud House it belongs to Nickelodeon or Star Wars since it's own by Lucasflim and Disney.
In the remote places of the galaxy laid the planet Abafar. The planet was a desolate world where only a few life forms can survive, this planet was so out of the way that the Empire saw no use for this planet, leaving it for the hutts who happily mined the planet for the explosive material known as Rhydonium.
One of these mines laid near a small settlement where the local residents go about their lives on this desolate rock. The mine is guarded by Weequays who held rifle-like blasters at ready, behind them several cargo ships were parked with their ramps down, ready for the dangerous cargo to be put in.
Working with Rhydonium is dangerous work as any wrong move or stray blaster shot can cause a deadly explosion. That's why worker droids were programed to move the explosives very slowly and carefully.
Now guarding this sector of a Rhydonium mine in the galaxy was a boring and easy work as honestly nothing exciting has ever happened here. The only thing exciting that happened on this rock was when the Separatist had that skirmish with that clone commando in the Clone Wars.
The boring and easy life is why the mine manager, Tacter the Besalisk took this gig. A job where you get paid for doing absolutely nothing was a dream come true for this lazy Besalisk, as really, who would want to come here? When there are other Rhydonium mines in the galaxy. The only time he was really moving is when a transmission from Jabba himself is coming through from the holo-table in the next room.
Tacter yawns as he reached over and grabbed some food from his desk, then stuffed it in his mouth. He smiled as this is a good time for his noon nap, he leaned back on his chair with one pair of arms behind his back while the other pair laid on his sides. He just shuts his eyes when the com-link in his desk began to blare.
Annoyed with his nap being interrupted, Tacter pushed the button to address whoever is contacting him. "Yes?"
From the other end of the com came a frantic voice. "This is Mine 2 requesting a immediate assistance!"
"What's the problem?"
"We're being attacked by pirates! They're using starfighters and heavy weapons! We're taking heavy losses!"
This has turned into an unexpected situation, Tacter panics as this wasn't supposed to happen. This was supposed to be a easy job for him, he wasn't supposed to worry about pirate attacks. Tacter had to do something to address this situation or else Jabba will have his head.
Grabbing a com-link, Tacter turned it on for all guard channels. "Alert! All available guards move out to Mine 2, we got a pirate attack! Repeat! We got a pirate attack!"
The guards scrambled with their weapons at ready to some speeders, while some went over to a couple of snub-nosed fighters. The fighters lifted up into the air and went off towards Mine 2 with the speeders below them, only a few guards remain in order to protect their mine.
This wasn't bad for a group of rebels who watched the scene from the cliff overlooking the mine. The one leading this team smiled to herself as weren't they going to be disappointed when they find out that there wasn't a pirate attack. So far the plan is going successfully, now all they needed to do is to steal one of those cargo ships that are filled with Rhydonium while sneaking pass the remaining guards.
The group of rebels drops cables down next to the cliffs wall. Using the cables the rebels scaled down the cliff, the first batch of rebels dropped down behind some tall creates, they move out of the way for the next batch to drop down. After they were all down, they moved out slowly by ducking behind creates and a conveyor belt, stopping whenever a guard as turned in their general direction.
One guard had moved too close to one of their positions, stepping next to the create, the guard suddenly felt something hard hit him the back of his head that instantly made him black out.
The group is almost upon one of the cargo ships, if they can just get in that ship, then they'll be able to fly out of here without no problem. Looking over to a couple of guards who had their backs to them, Sarah Pettenuzzo motions for her team to move out.
Quickly the rebels rushed into the ship, now that they were in they kept clear of the cargo haul that's filled with Rhydonium, it wasn't easy as there was limited space. After clearing the cargo haul, they all came to the main room where a booth is set up with a Dejarik game, four pilots raced into the cockpit where they immediately got situated in the seats with Sarah fallowing behind them.
"Come on, we need to out of here." She told them.
The pilots immediately began tinkering with the controls for the ship which lights up, fallowed by the sound of the engine. Looking out the window, Sarah saw the pilots of the cargo ship rushing on over for their ship that is already beginning to lift off the ground.
The two pilots stopped a few feet away from their stolen ship that has closed its ramp. They waved their arms around frantically while shouting for whoever was stealing their ship to stop and come back. The guards seeing that a ship is being stolen immediately came over with their blasters raised, they fired at the haul and at the engines hoping to bring it down.
The ship turns to the cliffs and moved off out of blaster range and away from the mine. It wasn't out of the woods just yet as there was one fighter that had remained behind. A determined guard raced into the fighter's cockpit, the fighter lifted into the air and went in pursuit of the stolen cargo ship.
The fighter had no problem catching up with the cargo ship, the fighter's targeting computer locked on to the engines. The guard readies the trigger when his fighter shook, alarms blared as the fighter went down with a crash that thankfully didn't kill him.
What had happen is that one of the U-wings that dropped the rebel group off had flew in behind the fighter and took it out of the sky by firing on its engines.
Now with no hostiles after them, the stolen cargo ship and it's U-wing escort safely left Abafar.
In his office; Tacter had witness the whole thing with dread. He judged that by the chatter on the com channels that there weren't any pirates, he realized that it was all a trick and now a group of pirates had stolen a cargo ship full of Rhydonium.
Tacter could feel his knees quiver as no doubt when Jabba hears of this. He's going to be one dead Besalisk and be fed to his Rancor.
Safe to say that perhaps now, he should be looking for another job.
Lynn walked through the mess hall with her tray of slob, while she kept an eye on the guards and droids who mingled about in the area.
Ahead of her the farthest table is in sight with Flip and Scoots already sitting there. Lynn took her seat next to Flip, once she is situated the three looked around for anyone who might be listening in on them. Upon seeing no one Scoots leaned forward and talked in a low voice. "Alright you two, I think I finally figured out on how we're going to pull the garbage cart trick."
Not feeling patient Lynn leaned forward. "Well what is it?"
Flip also leaned forward with his hands slamming against the table. "Yeah, what's your genius idea?" Scoots immediately shhs the two, she nervously looked around in case anyone heard them. Thankfully no one has much to Scoots relief, she then turned to the two, greatly annoyed as they could've been discovered before the breakout could even start.
"You two shut your mouths, you want every imperial in the prison to hear you?"
The two looked down in guilt. "Sorry"
Scoots pinches her forehead as she just had to choose these two as associates for her escape plan. Calming down Scoots took another quick look around, then finally began to tell them about her plan.
"So like I mentioned before the guards go down to a skeletal crew at night. From what I can figure out, if we can sneak out of our cells at that time, we can sneak our way to one of the garbage carts and then we'll be out of here."
Flip and Lynn stare at Scoots perplexing, they didn't say anything at first as it was quite the plan. Lynn was soon the one to speak. "How in the ding dong heck are we supposed to get out of our cells?"
"Yeah Scootsy? In case you haven't noticed, our cells can't exactly be pick pocketed." Flip pointed out.
"Just leave that to me." Scoots simply replied with a smirk as she began to eat her food, leaving Flip and Lynn to look at her with many questions as what is she planning to do?
Suddenly Scoots began to groan, she clenches her stomach in pain, then fell to the floor. Lynn and Flip were completely stunned, sure the food wasn't great, but it didn't cause whatever Scoots was doing.
Scoots's act attracted everyone elses attention in the mess hall, including the guards who approached with their staffs by their side. "What's going on here?" The one on the left asked, down on the floor Scoots rolled to look up at the guards. "The slob you dare call food has given me food poisoning!"
Scoots groaned, then rolled over to her other side. The guards glance at each other silently while Lynn and Flip just watched this whole scene.
Eventually the right guard tapped into his wrist. "We got a prisoner that needs medical attention. Requesting a move to the medic bay."
"Permission granted, sending in a stretcher." A voice replied through the com.
Now with that done the guards looked around at the other prisoners that were still watching the whole scene. "Nothing to see here. Get back to your meals immediately."
The prisoners did what they were told, especially Flip as he didn't want to be hit by those staffs again. As everyone ate, two droids with a hovering, metal stretcher came into the mess hall. The two droids stopped next to the lying Scoots who is still groaning, while curled up in a ball.
The droids lifted her up and placed her on the stretcher. They proceed to move her out of the mess hall, both Lynn and Flip watched as they chewed their food and when Scoots was almost out the door, they caught a brief glimpse of her smiling at them.
Lisa had been up all night and in her room all morning, working hard on a machine that could break Lynn out of prison. After so much work with tinkering and sketching, she is at last finished with the plans for the machine.
Lisa couldn't help but be prideful, but this by far is possibly the greatest machine that she has ever planned. The machine is going to be spider-like, that's going to be heavily armored to blaster fire, have weapons of its own which includes a long facing turret at the front, it will also tunnel, climb walls, and the best part! It'll be a machine that's drivable.
Yes, the machine will be a combat vehicle that Lisa will drive herself. Was it dangerous? Yes. Will she get captured or worst killed? Perhaps. But Lisa had to at least try to break out her sister and perhaps destroy that prison in the process. If she can do that, then maybe the former prisoners can join the Free Earth movement.
Of course she has to built the thing first, but that shouldn't be very hard as Lisa estimated that it should be fully built and operational by tomorrow morning for it was a simple design.
The only thing that troubled her is that she wanted to have her family join her on this rescue. Her family is just too afraid on taking on the Empire, Lisa couldn't blame them as the Empire were an intimidating army with weapons and technology far more advance than anything Earth has.
But yet, as history shows repeatedly, it doesn't matter how much more advance an army is. If determine enough a less advance army can win in a battle or war.
War was something that will be devastating, but it looks like war is going to be inevitable. When it does, the Free Earth movement will need her genius mind to help them take back their planet.
"Time to start with the building progess of the Armored, Battle, Terrain, vehicle. Or A-B-T for short." Lisa pulled out a torch along with some metal, from outside her room the sounds of tools tinkering and the banging of metal is heard. This made her family curious as what could Lisa be building at a time like this? Where two of the Louds are missing and their house had a lot of cleaning to be done thanks to those stormtroopers running around here.
At the Free Earth base; almost everyone is in the briefing room to discuss about the items they collected so far.
"Alright are preparations for Operation: Take Back is doing good so far." General Poe addressed, around him the troopers held the stolen imperial blasters as well as their regular weapons in their hands.
"Our fleet is currently being refitted with the shield parts. It's taking some time since our battleships haven't been equiped with such advance technology, but our technicians have assured me that the shields will be ready." A series of voices muttered through the room.
Poe waited for the voices to quiet down before continuing on. "Now we only have one last thing to collect and that is the walker. This one will be the most difficult one to collect as the one we're collecting is located in a small base located in Russia."
Poe heard more muttering that was quickly silent in a matter of seconds. "Now we need to have hope that the team assigned to get the walker can pull it off. If they do then will have a big advantage during Operation: Take Back. But if they don't." Poe sighed as he thought about it. "Will just have to continue on with the operation."
After another mutter of voices started through, Poe dismisses the meeting as that was all to really talk about. As he now walked towards his bunk, Poe prayed for the team's safety as it was a very dangerous mission they were participating in. He really hoped that they can pull the theft off without any heavy casualties as they really needed everyone they can spare.
Outside in the the African Savannah in the far north of the base. A group of gazelle are grazing underneath the vast stars, suddenly a strange noise filled the area, the small herd looked up to the sky then quickly scattered as a flaming orb is racing right at them.
The ord crashes into the ground, kicking up dirt and dust. From the smoking crater a probe droid slowly rises up with an antenna rising. The probe droid floats there while it scanned around the landscape, so far it has picked up only animal heat signatures, but as it looked south its sensors began to pick up faint radio interference.
Interested on the signal it was picking up, the probe droid moved in that direction as it might be something useful for its masters.
Lincoln sat in the hanger bay that held Lisa's rocket. The ship looked much better than the state it was previously in when he first arrived in this system.
The thrusters were brand new, the paint was recolored to orange, the glass is replaced, a shield generator is placed in, the hyperdrive is repaired, and two short range blasters are installed on both of the ship's side.
The ship looked awesome, Lincoln had to admit and he definitely wanted to fly it around the fleet. He imagine himself flying past the bridge of this ship, that would be the most awesome thing he would ever do and he would definitely brag about it to kids like Chandler.
The thoughts of his space flight is soon interrupted by the sounds of the roof opening. Lincoln looked up in anticipation as it looked like a ship was either going out or coming in.
Three U-wings came in first, then a larger ship that Lincoln had never seen before. The U-wings fly into the hanger bays while the larger ship landed in the middle of the hanger, the roof closes and shortly afterwards the ramp of the ship opened up and a group of rebels came out, Lincoln watched the rebels mingle around the ship wondering what was up? Soon General Brock approached the ship.
"We got the Rhydonium sir." A woman informed him.
"Nice job. Was it difficult to get?" Brock asked.
"Not really. They fell for our trick easily." The woman smugly stated.
As Lincoln listened, his curiosity grew more, so he walked on over to them. "Excuse me."
They both turned to the him at first in surprise as they weren't expecting him to be there. Brock's surprise is short lived and is replaced with a smile. "Oh hey there kid."
"What's going on?" Lincoln asked as he looked curiously up at the ship.
"Just a delivery of Rhydonium." Brock replied.
"What's Rhydonium?"
"A highly explosive material."
Lincoln immediately feels panic rise within him. He was currently standing next to a ship that's filled with explosives. What's there not to be nervous about, Brock quickly raised his hands to reassure him. "Now relax kid, we're handling them with extreme care."
Lincoln didn't feel reassured at all, instead he could feel himself shaking. "Why do you even have a ship full of explosives here?"
"There going to help us with the assault." Brock answered.
"Assault on what?"
"The assault on the imperial occupation on your home planet."
Shock filled Lincoln, he at first couldn't believe his ears. This army was really considering on going to his planet and fighting the Empire. This was great news! As the rebels from what he had heard do know how to fight the Empire, this could be his planet's best hope on being free from the Empire's rule.
"This is great!" He stated in great enthusiasm.
"Now hold on there kid, we got a lot of planning to do. Before going in on an attack." Brock told him.
"I understand as I do a lot of planning for operations myself, but just to be sure, you are going to be able to free my planet right?"
Unsureness comes across Brock's face which made Lincoln frown. "We don't know the outcome of the upcoming assault, but we hope that with the Rhydonium we'll have a big advantage against the Empire in battle." Brock gives a brief smile, then left for the bridge, leaving Lincoln to hold in some excitement as it looks like he was going back to Earth with a fleet.
The Empire is never going to expect this, in fact Lincoln knew that his family will view him as a hero for helping freeing their planet. He would also be able to help free Lynn from prison, all that needs to happen is for the upcoming battle to go in his favor.