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Ok, so the Second Chapter is here and, as much as I didn't want to add original characters too early, I have decided to add my own Character in this one. My plan for him is to be a side character for the moment, maybe popping up in a few more different chapters before he becomes a main part of the story.

Also, cant believe there are 89 views on this story already. It blows my mind. Also thanks for the review, whoever sent it. I'll make sure to keep it going ;)

Anyway, with that stuff out of the way, let's get started with the second chapter.

A few days after Stealth Strike

Ezra walked beside Rex, taking in the surroundings. They were inside an old Republic Medical station. Ezra remembered what happened the last time he was in one of those stations, and had his lightsaber already in hand.

"You seem nervous" Rex said, calmly walking down the hallway, his helmet in his hand beside him.

"Last time I was in one of these places the Inquisitors attacked" Ezra said, looking around again. Rex sighed.

"Kid, if you could get any more cautious you would miss those supplies even if they were right in front of you. Relax" Rex said, the two now walking into the main logistical room.

"How can you say that. Those inquisitors were tough" Ezra said. Rex turned.

"I had a few run ins with people just like them. I can hold my own" Rex replied calmly. It didn't make Ezra feel any less nervous.

"You mean in the Clone Wars? I thought Inquisitors were Imperial" Ezra said. Rex slightly chuckled.

"Back in my day-" Rex started to say before they heard a loud bang down a nearby hallway.

"What was that?" Ezra asked, holding up the lightsaber-pistol hybrid. Rex put on his helmet and drew his dual DC-17 pistols.

"Don't know. Let's go investigate" Rex said. Ezra nodded, the two slowly inching down the hall. At the very end there was a partially open blast door, the hole big enough for someone to climb through it.

Suddenly there was another bang, and Rex slightly shifted.

"Someone is in there. I can hear it" Rex whispered. Ezra nodded, reaching his hand out. Rex quickly nodded, and Ezra swung the door open. Rex activated the flashlights on his pistols, illuminating the room. Near some crates, a man was searching. He was not facing them.

"Stop!" Rex yelled. The man stood up straight. He slightly turned his head, the hood he was wearing covering his face.

"Rex?"

Rex was shocked when he saw who they had stumbled into it had been quite some time

"Avon?" Rex said, jogging over to the man. Ezra slowly followed behind him.

"Rex, man it has been a long time" Avon said. Ezra walked over to the two.

"You guys know each other?" Ezra asked. Rex turned towards Ezra.

"Know him? We fought beside each other in the war. Pretty nasty campaign that was" Rex said. Ezra just got more confused.

"I thought only clones fought for the Republic" Ezra said. Avon sat on a nearby crate.

"On my world things were different. We were controlled by the CIS, but a few of us didn't like that. We formed a rebellion to try and free our world" Avon said, smiling. "Ahh… those were the good days. Renegade Squadron never had any dull days, that's for sure"

"Eventually the Republic did come to free that world. The detachment of the 501st forces I led fought beside Avon and his rebels for those long months" Rex said, leaning against a crate himself.

"So what is your planet's name Avon?" Ezra asked. Avon sat straighter and seemed to zone out. Rex slowly got up.

"It was taken over by the Empire and used as a foundry. The planet really has no name anymore" Rex said. Ezra frowned.

"Sorry" He said quietly. Avon shook his head.

"It's fine kid, anyway-" he started before the station rocked back and forth.

"Blast!" Rex said. Avon drew his own blaster pistol, a DT-29 Blaster Pistol.

"Looks like the Empire wants to have a little chat" Avon said as they ran out of the room.

"So you didn't say anything about the Imperial patrol why?" Ezra asked.

"It didn't come up, plus how was I supposed to know they would make their rounds early" Avon said, the three of them now running towards the hangar bays.

"Well I guess that old ship is yours then?" Rex asked. Avon nodded. Ezra sighed. They had spotted the old transport ship. It was a Lancer-Class Pursuit Ship, and it seemed to be upgraded as to allow more illegal activities. They wondered how it had gotten there before. Now they knew.

They ran to the blast door, however Avon stopped them.

"What is it?" Rex asked.

"I can hear them in there. They will be coming this way next to search this part of the station" Avon said. Ezra slightly groaned in annoyance.

"And we don't have the supplies yet Rex" Ezra said. Avon turned, seeming to be trying to think of a plan.

"What are you thinking?" Rex asked.

"I'm thinking that Medical Stations always had a small armory for Security Troopers. With any luck we can find a Z-6 or some other heavy blaster. With them in these hallways it could do a lot of damage" Avon said. Rex smirked under his helmet.

"And this is why we won so much" Rex said. Avon smiled, and soon the three were sprinting down hallways, trying to get to the armory.

They turned a corner, being met with a squad of Stormtroopers. They raised their weapons and started firing.

Avon ducked behind a crate, along with Rex. The two shot their blasters toward the Stormtroopers, who by then had also found cover in the halls from crates and other objects.

Ezra drew his lightsaber, and in one fluent movement activated the weapon and deflected a blaster bolt coming right towards him.

"Come on the armory is just behind these guys!" Ezra yelled, running forwards. Avon reloaded his blaster, in shock at what he was seeing.

"He's a Jedi?" Avon asked, turning to Rex.

"Yea, he is learning from another, he can be reckless sometimes though" Rex said, running forwards, with Avon running behind him.

"Skywalker was like that too" Avon said. Rex chuckled.

"Yea I guess you are right" Rex responded.

After getting through the last of the troopers Avon opened the armory, revealing different DC variants lining the walls, as well as other weapons. Avon bolstered his pistol, grabbing the Z-6 blaster off the wall.

"Now that's what I call a blaster!" Avon said. Rex grabbed a DC-15 Carbine from a nearby shelf.

"Let's just worry about those supplies" Rex said. Avon turned.

"There is a medical room not too far from here. We get there, we both get something out of this mess" Avon said, turning towards the door.

"I'll lead" Ezra said, starting to walk forward before Rex stopped him.

"No, you ALWAYS let the big gun go first, trust me" Rex said.

Avon shot a burst of blue blaster bolts down a hallway, taking out the few troopers standing there. He walked to another hall, looking down a different direction.

"Rex get that door open" Avon yelled. Rex nodded, typing a code on the pin area as the blast door slid open.

"A few crates in here, but that's it" Rex said.

"Take them Rex, I can keep these Imperials at bay" Avon said. Rex nodded, with him and Ezra grabbing repulser skids and setting the supplies on them.

"Go back the way we came, that hangar should be clear" Avon said. Ezra stopped pushing his repulser.

"What about you? You will be trapped here" Ezra said. He looked to Rex, trying to receive some sort of conformation. Rex just nodded.

"I stayed alive and out of prison this long kid, I can make it out of here. You two need to get back to your ship" Avon said. Ezra reluctantly nodded, as he and Rex sprinted off with the supplies. Avon turned toward the hall and smirked, seeing the next wave of troopers enter the hall in front of him.

Ezra and Rex secured the last of the supplies into the Phantom. Rex quickly jumped into the pilot seat, with Ezra standing beside him.

"What about Avon?" Ezra asked. Rex started the ship, sending it up and flying out of the hangar, and soon into hyperspace. It took a few more seconds after that before he let out a breath.

"He will be fine, and I doubt that's the last rime we will see him either" He said calmly, taking off his helmet and now staring out at the many blue colors of hyperspace.

There we go, second chapter. I have a few ideas for a few more chapters, but i'm hoping to get at least a couple more before I start to write with an alternate version of how Rebels really went. For anyone who reads this and has any suggestions, please feel free to leave them. I do get burn out from writing some times but a good idea may get me back and writing again