~Ezra Bridger POV~

Ezra's pace picked up as he had reached the edge of town, checking his HUD again to make sure he was in the right area as it was pointing to a large structure at the other side of the town. Confusion filled his mind as he wondered why his father had opted for something outside of town rather than inside, his questions being pushed back to the back of his mind as he weighed his options.

"I could go around town and skirt most of the patrols here but arrive in broad daylight or I could take my chances and go right through the center of town and arrive within the hour." The decision weighed heavily as he didn't want any Imperial to know of his presence yet as he had just landed. His feet were already making the decision for him as he began his stealthy journey through the middle of town, the squads of stormtroopers not as heavily armed and manned as he thought.

"Guess they're not as tight here as they were on Mandalore, figures. Simple backwater planet like this doesn't need much enforcement so long as the populace stays under their thumb." A slight break in the patrols gave him the opportunity he needed to slip past the first set of guards, being almost in the market district as people had begun emerging from their homes to begin the day's work.

"Is that a...radio tower?" He asked rather confused as he checked his HUD again, wondering how that could be safe as it was probably one of the most guarded areas on the entire planet. Making his way forward through the market as he spotted a couple of citizens putting their shops together, making note of the various shops as he would probably have to visit them soon enough.

Ezra made his way through the last of the patrols as he slipped back into the cover of darkness that the alleys provided, the sun threatening to give him away as it started to peak out from the mountains. A long stretch of grassy fields and deserted highway were the only things stopping him from arriving at the safe house, taking a few moments to calm himself as he stepped out from the shadows.

Moving though the grass quickly as he made his way towards the tower, the closer he got the better understanding of why it was the safe house. It had been deserted, some panels had fallen off and most were rusted and would need to be replaced if it ever wanted to be used again. A perfect undercover spot to hide in, smirking under his helmet as he now understood his father's plan.

Quite literally meaning 'disappear' as he entered the safe house and breathed a sigh of relief, spotting an elevator that seemed to be in perfect condition. Slowly making his way to it as he stepped inside and pressed the 'TOP FLOOR' button. A silent swish of the door followed the buttons command as it immediately began the ascent to the top of the tower.

Folding his arms as he slowly rose through the varying levels of the tower, closing his eyes for a moment to rest himself. The journey had taken its toll on him both physically and mentally as the door opened to a smallish room, containing very few items or interest. The only major items were the double decker bed, a radio that probably didn't even work, and an armor rack with a small place behind it to place a couple helmets if need be.

"Well I guess this'll do for now," pulling his helmet off as he placed it behind the armor rack. Rolling his shoulders as he pulled the backpack off of him and set it next to the bed, a heavy sigh escaped him at the relief of removing it. Moving over towards the door that he assumed led to the balcony, being right as he was greeted with a small gust of wind to the face.

The sun had almost fully risen as he looked at it from the mountains, the view easing his mind as his arms rested over the railing. His mind being taken elsewhere as he started to think of how he should begin his new life.

~Sabine Wren POV~

Sabine's resolve had never been stronger as it was in the days following the destruction of Clan Bridger. Her newfound hatred for the Empire was growing by the day as she started to take things into a different perspective. For example, the Empire knew how important Beskar was to the Mandalorian people and they had found a way to 'control' the populace's mining and forging of the ancient material.

It had been a simple introduction of new mining facilities that the Empire could monitor and forging facilities that were manned by Empire workers as to learn the best way to hinder the armors best qualities for protection. The very idea that she had once supported these factories were beyond her as she now spit in disgust that such outsiders were touching her peoples sacred material.

Slowly she had started to come up with plans on a way to destroy the weapon she had created, taking a tad bit more attention to her Explosives and Dog Fighting courses that she had to attend. Her mind filled with each and every kind of grenade, mine, trap, and detonator that would give her some kind of bang worthy of destroying or creating distractions.

The days she spent in the simulators of the TIE fighter and TIE bomber gave her all the information she could hope for as she learned their strengths and weaknesses. Their flight patterns and the top speeds that could be reached by them

Days turned into weeks as she learned and planned, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Her gear was already her first priority as the troopers would no doubt search everyone's rooms for any kind of information and clues. Her second priority being a way out as she would need a fighter to leave the academy for good. Her third was destroying her creation and the plans associated with it so it could never be used again.

Her patience was rewarded as the speakers inside the academy announced that all students were to be present for the Emperor's message to the academy. The students were to be excused from their classes to don their armour, showing the Emperor their full might of the academy's most loyal students.

As they began filling out one by one towards their respective dorms, she couldn't help but thank the gods that they had given her such an easy way to slip past most of the school undetected. Stripping her uniform and casting it aside as she knew that she would never wear it again, putting her armour on and adjusting it for the pack she was now wearing on her back that was filled with her "miracles" that she had been making in her spare time.

Hoping that it would be enough to destroy the weapon that she had built and the data storage along with it. With one last look in the mirror she whispered softly to herself, "for Clan Bridger, for Ezra." As her helmet slipped onto her head and her drive was focused solely on leaving this hellhole she had once called a home.

~Author's Note~

Hey everyone, long time no see. I'm sorry for the rather long wait for this update, I won't make any promises to try and upload more often as my drive wasn't what it was when I first started. To be completely honest I didn't expect to be where I am right now as everything I've written was more of a spur of the moment kind of thing. I appreciate all the support and criticism that y'all give me and ideas for upcoming chapters are welcome. I thank you again for your time and patience. MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS.