I had made an interesting group of friends... well, family at this point. My Mother had left with me my father's Clan when I was Two, I barley remember what my mother looks like. My Father, I remember his face well, before he gave his life for the both of us. I was sick when it happened, so I don't remember everything, just that the clones turned against us. My Father left me his armor, it was in my mother's ship that she had to leave behind. My mother was supposed to come back for me, but she never did, she died as well from what everyone else has told me.

My new family, the Ghost Crew, is better! Kanan Jarrus, Wise, relaxed, brave, protective, cocky, strict. These are what makes up Specter 1, we each have a name we must refer to ourselves on specific missions. Human Male, Jedi Knight much like my mother once was. Kanan had the privilege of having had Jedi training in the past. He survived Order 66. While Kanan is not the owner of the Ghost, he is still the leader. In his final duel against the Inquisitor, when he thought he'd lost Ezra, Kanan gained some enlightenment that enabled him to not only defeat the Inquisitor but gain some closure. When he had the Inquisitor at his mercy, Kanan chose to be the better man and spare him, and his words to the Inquisitor, that killing Ezra was a mistake, meant he had nothing left to fear. The Clone Wars left Kanan with emotional scars, since his crew started working with Phoenix Squadron, and he has become uncomfortable with its military procedures, and desired to go back to the way they used to work, on their own, sticking it to the Empire and giving to the needy, something he deemed a noble cause.

Hera Syndulla, Specter 2, or "General Hera", Phoenix Leader. Headstrong, nurturing, motherly, I see her as my mother more than the ones who raised me. She is a Twi'lek Female of Ryloth, and an amazing Pilot. Hera's personality is somewhat two-sided; while she exuded a no-nonsense style of command, she is also known for being a very warm and compassionate individual. As a highly capable pilot and captain, Hera takes good care of her ship, as well as her crew. Upon meeting She is a true believer in the rebel cause and inspires hope in the rest of the crew. She is more than capable of putting her foot down when she sees conflict within the crew. While an adept fighter, Hera is also very diplomatic and knows how to unite her crew to reach a common goal. She is smart, tactful and highly observant individual, Hera could quickly detect any threat. Her skills of deduction has proved invaluable. Hera is also highly perceptive, often sensing things that even Kanan's perceptions can't.

C1-10P, better known as Chopper, Specter 3. Stubborn, lazy, grumpy, belligerent, rude, careless, mischievous, loyal, jerky. Chopper is an Astromech Droid. Due to his advanced age and lack of consistent maintenance, Chopper developed a sarcastic, and cranky demeanor. While Chopper gets along well with Hera, Kanan, and I, he has a fraught relationship with Ezra and Zeb. Chopper had a respectful relationship with Hera because she rescued him from a wrecked Y-Wing during the Ryloth campaign and adopted him, giving him more attention than her estranged father Cham. Chopper doesn't care about being loved by the organics he worked with and dislike's other astromechs. While he was always cantankerous, stubborn, and irritable, Chopper does have the crew's best interests in mind and would always help them during a problem, prompting his partners to forgive his personality quirks. Chopper also has a mischievous and psychopathic streak which leads him to sometimes endanger both sentient beings and other droids. Despite his cantankerousness, Chopper was also capable of showing affection when it suited him. Chopper also has a sense of team spirit and loyalty to his fellow rebels. At times, Chopper could also be selfish.

Garazeb Orrelios, better known as Zeb, Spectre 4, The Muscle. Tough, impatient, short-tempered, gruff. Zeb is a Lasat Male, one of if not the last of his kind. Due to his size and strong physiology, Zeb has naturally high strength and resilience. He was a well-trained Honor Guard, who has a past in the military. In terms of personality, Zeb is typically very witty. During fights, however, he becomes serious. Otherwise, Zeb was often grumpy and rough, particularly towards Ezra and Chopper. He is a Rebel to the core, after his people were all but exterminated and ousted from their own planet by the Empire, and as such he has great compassion towards those who suffer under the Empire's tyranny as well. As a member of the Honor Guard of Lasan, Zeb is a fierce warrior and believes in honor. Zeb also has a softer and more vulnerable side like when he goes into a berserk rage.

Ezra Bridger, Spectre 6, the newest member of the crew. Charismatic, wise-cracking, hardy, thievish, resourceful, initially distrustful, cynical, troublemaking, good-natured, compassionate, selfless, aggressive, sensitive, sarcastic, protective, loyal, intelligent, and clever. Human Male and a little brother that I never wanted. Padawan to Kanan. Ezra passed his Force-related feelings as strange skills. Ezra would also use these skills to steal from others. Once Ezra learned the true nature of his skills from Kanan, he began his training as a Jedi. In terms of personality, Ezra's rough upbringing taught him not to trust others, let alone help them. After meeting the crew, Ezra became a bit more trusting. Ezra was also very charismatic, which helped him get by. He is thievish, yet easy going and upbeat, and likes to play pranks and make jokes. He flirts with me, which is weird seeing as I see him as a brother, and pranks Zeb. At first, he was baffled by the idea of helping someone without reward but came to see the deed itself was its own reward because it was the right thing to do.

Then there is me, Sabine Wren, Specter 5, the Weapons Expert. Much like my father, I have become proficient in flying as well as using any weapon I can get my hands on. As of right now, I am on a mission with Zeb, Chopper, and Ezra, who left without permission but who cares, it's just a supply run. Its where the supply run is that made me think of all of this in the first place. Sector 11, an abandoned medical facility, the resting place of my father.

Flying around to the docking bay, we saw clones were floating outside of the station. Ezra and Zeb both leaned forward as they looked at the bodies of the dead. "What happened here?" Ezra questioned as we flew into the docking bay, with us touching down.

"Order 66 happened, they just messed with the wrong person, cost them their lives. We won't be needing Rex's codes for this, at least not yet." I answered, rubbing my eyes as I flipped a switch to close the docking bay doors. "Come on, let's get going. The less time here the better." I said, with the back door opening, confusing the others.

Once out of the shuttle, Chopper started beeping, with Ezra looking at him. "Come on now Chop, it's not so creepy, just... Dark, nothing we can't handle." Ezra reassured, with me rolling my eyes at his words as Dark wasnt close to what happened on that day.

"Wait, you actually understand that glorify beeping garbage can?" Zeb asked Ezra as I turned my flashlights on and started walking away from them.

Reaching the door, I pressed a switch, but it didn't open, nor did it lock. "Yep, I was afraid of this. No power!" I said, turning to Zeb, who nodded.

"I'm on it!" Zeb said as he stepped forwards and grabbed the door and forced it open the best he could. On the other side of the door, was what was left of the clones. Clear sign that a Lightsaber was used to cut them all down, including the walls as well as ceiling and some signs of explosions here and there. "Wow, this must have been one hell of a last stand!" Zeb said as we walked over the bodies.

Reaching the medical wing hallway, I took out a spray can and sprayed the Clan Wren Symbol on it, to honor my father as it was something that he loved to do. Everywhere he would go, he would leave his mark, a bird of sorts. I left a Pheonix, to pay tribute to him. "Sabine, come on!" Ezra called out, with me hearing something coming from down the hall we had just came from.

Standing up, I flashed my light down that path so that I could see what made it. I then remembered that this was where we were standing when Order 66 started. Mom was holding me; I was hugging her, and Dad was standing in front of her. I had a fever, and I remember the clones getting the order. Mom screamed in pain, and Dad caught us. She said she felt them all, the Jedi, dying, as if they were all screaming out for them to run. Dad wasted no time in killing the clones who aimed their weapons at us and-

"Hey!" Ezra said, placing a hand on my shoulder, making me scream a bit at the sudden jerk to reality.

"Ezra!" I yelled, turning around and walking the way we were supposed to go.

Later

"This is the command center, what's left of it." I said as we walked into the command center, with me sliding a hand on a slash mark from a lightsaber. 'You really gave them hell, didn't you dad?' I thought as I lowered my head.

"This looks like it might make a good base for us!" Ezra said, with me jerking my head over to him once he said that.

"NO!" I yelled, making all three of them jump at the tone of my voice. "This place... It's about to fall apart, and the dead should stay dead." I said, taking my helmet off and placing it on a screen. "Chopper, power it up!" I called out, with Chopper moving over to the control panel...

and turning the power back on to the entire station.

"We have lights!" Ezra said, with me glaring at him. "Sorry, just trying to lighten the mood." He said, with me looking at Chopper.

"Can you also... find out what the last commands were here? Or where the last survivor was located?" I whispered to Chopper, with him looking at him, not making a sound. "It's... personal. Please?" I asked, with Chopper wiggling around while beeping. "Thanks." I said, patting Chopper on the head.

After a bit, Chopper pulled up a security camera, showing someone walking in and cutting down all clones with a lightsaber and basic clothing, but wounds all over their body. It was the medical wing, and the person was killing all of the clones. The video ended once the camera was shot.

'I see, so he died there.' I thought, closing my eyes as I shook my head. "Pull up the supplies now." I said, with Chopper doing just that, but they were all corrupted. "So, the files are corrupted, unreadable." I said, turning to face the others while I sat down against the computer. "We can't tell where they are, or if they even exist." I said, with Ezra pulling his lightsaber out and igniting it.

"So, change in plans. Chopper stays here and repairs the files, while we go out and look for the supplies." Ezra said, walking down another hall as I placed my helmet on and followed them.

Later

"Why don't you put those jedi powers to use so we can find those supplies and get out of here!" Zeb taunted, with me rolling my eyes as I didn't want to do this here.

"Stop it, both of you!" I ordered, with both of them turning to face me, both with raised eyebrows. "You can fight back on the ship all you want, but not here!" I said, walking past them.

"What's going on with you, you've been acting all weird since weve accepted this mission?" Ezra questioned as he walked beside me. "First you know about this place during its time in the clone wars, then spacing out, and now you are getting emotional. What's wrong?" Ezra asked, with me turning to face them.

"The reason I know what happened here, is because I was here. The clones came after us, my parents! Dad gave his life to save us, he died here! I will not let you desecrate his resting place, am I understood?" I questioned, poking both of their chests as I got in their faces.

"Crystel!" Both of them said, with Chopper speaking.

"Wow, slow down!" Ezra said, with me crossing my arms as this was a good distraction. "Chopper needs help!" Ezra said, with me getting ready to walk back the way we came. "We're taking a short cut, going back the way we came would take too long!" Ezra said as he looked up, with me doing the same.

"Zeb, you're walking back, there is no way you can fit in the vent!" I ordered as Ezra jumped up, with me doing the same and following him back to the Command center.

Later

"Chopper, where are you?!" Ezra called out as I followed behind him, up until we heard Chopper from down the hall.

"Sabine." I heard, with me turning the way we came and not seeing anyone.

"What is that?" Ezra asked, with me turning around and seeing a droid.

"It looks like some sort of prob droid?" I said, getting a bad feeling.

"Sabine, Run!" I heard, with me looking down where we were running, not seeing anyone, but a strange feeling was washing over me. It felt weird, but familiar at the same time.

"Did you say something?" I asked Ezra, the both of us backing away from the person who walked out of the shadows.

"My pet told me you were here." A female voice spoke as the probe droid crawled on her arm. "I've been looking for you for some time!" She said, sounding a bit happy, but the feeling wasnt mutural.

"A bounty hunter?" Ezra said, but a feeling of rage came off of the woman.

"Guess again." She said, igniting her red lightsaber, with us gasping at the sight of it and Ezra igniting his own blue lightsaber in return.

"You are an Inquisitor!" Ezra said, with us backing away from her as three droids came out from behind her.

"Good, I don't have to explain it to you! You know what happens next!" She said, with me placing a hand on my blasters.

"Run!" Both I and the voice spoke, but Ezra only heard me as I started shooting the droids. Backing away from them, not wanting to get in the middle of a jedi fight, I focused on the smaller droids that were moving all over the place. One of them grabbed my arm and started shocking me, but I smacked it off and fired at it, but it got away. "We need to find Zeb and Chopper!" I said once Ezra was kicked over to me.

"Yeah, that way!" He said, with me following him down the hall to make our escape. Turning the corner, we stopped once we saw another inquisitor waiting for us. "Nope, not who we are looking for!" Ezra said as we turned around and ran down another hall. "How many of these guys are there?!" Ezra questioned, with me rolling my eyes at his question.

Reaching a closed door, I pressed the switch to open it, with us running, but Ezra was pulled back. "Ezra!" I called out, watching as two droids grabbed his legs and was pulled back with the force.

Rushing towards him, Ezra looked at me. "Sabine, Run!" Ezra said as he used his saber to cut the door lock, forcing it closed. Banging on the door, I cursed as they got him.

"Whats going on, I heard blaster fire?" Zeb said as he ran around the corner and over to me.

"Two Inquisitors got Ezra, we need to save him!" I said, with Zeb shaking his head.

"One was bad enough. We need Kanan." Zeb said as he started walking towards the ship.

"I have a plan, but I'm not sure if it will work. We sent out a signal, we doom the fleet. We can't have that." I said, with him nodding as he knew I was right.

Later

Seeing the Inquisitor, I got ready to blow him up once he got closer to us. "Don't." I heard, with me looking at Zeb, telling me to do it. Pressing the switch, I looked over at the inquisitor and saw that he was still alive. Pressing the switch some more, the bombs were tossed towards us. "Run." I heard, with me doing just that.

"Run!" I told Zeb, followed by an explosion that knocked me out.

Later

Getting pushed to the ground, I looked up at the female inquisitor as she placed the red lightsaber to my chin, nearly touching it. "Good, now, call your friends and tell them to come here! Thats all I ask!" She told us, with Ezra smirking.

"Let me think about-"

Everyone tensed up as footsteps could be heard from down the hall that we just came from. Looking down the hall, we felt a sense of peace, as well as warmth coming from whoever was down there. Most of all, a strong sense of anger and rage, and overpowering that... was power. They stopped walking, with both Inquisitors stepping up to the hall.

Something was tossed forwards, and once it hit the ground, it was revealed to be my helmet. "You have made a great mistake." A voice spoke, one that rose hope into my chest, as well as disbelief as it had been years since I had heard this voice.

"Oh, and who are you? Another one of these rebels who have come to die?" The woman questioned as both ignited their sabers, both blades.

"Die? Funny." The man said, followed by a red lightsaber getting ignited from down the hall, showing a man in a cloak. "I haven't been able to die in the past five thousand years!" He said, walking forward while the other two charged him.

"I can't believe it!" I said, a smile on my face as the man easily destroyed their sabers with just two moves, shocking everyone. He then put his own saber away and proceeded to beat the crap out of them in the dark.

"Who is that?" Ezra asked as he freed himself and them me with his lightsaber that the woman forgot to take.

"I can't believe he is alive! After all these years, he survived!" I said, walking over to the hall and standing at the door with Ezra as we watched the fight in the shadows. We couldn't see anything, but it sounded like it was just a beat down now than a fight. "My dad, he is alive!" I said, tears in my eyes once the fighting stopped, and everything going quiet, except for the footsteps.

"I don't think he is on our side; he has a red lightsaber!" Ezra said, with me punching him in the arm.

"It's my mothers, he took it from her when the order was given." I said, with the person stopping at the helmet and picking it up. Watching them walk forward, I saw that my dad had extremely long hair, going down to his feet, as well as scuffed up with a long beard. He wasnt looking at me, but at the helmet, and I couldn't tell if he was smiling or not.

"It no longer fits." Dad said, holding his arms out and placing it on my head. "It looks better on you, Sabine." He said, with me going in for a hug, one that nearly knocked him to the ground. "You got my personality!' He said, with me backing away from him.

"I definitely got Moms looks then!" I Said, with him looking to Ezra. "Ezra, Dad, Dad, Ezra. He is a Jedi in training." I informed, with Dad walking forward, holding his hand out.

"Nice to meet you!" Ezra said, going to shake his hand, but Dads shot past his and took his lightsaber. "Hey!" Ezra snapped, with Dad igniting it.

"Wow, a blaster and a lightsaber! I never seen one of these before! It's so new, and cool! I will have to ask your mother if I can make one myself! Man, the possibilities! I wonder if she will let me make a sniper double bladed saber?" Dad said, with Ezra taking his weapon back. "Where is she?" He asked, with me tensing up.

"Mom... never came back." I said, with him nodding his head.

"I see, so that's what happened." Dad said, walking down the hall towards the docking bay. "Your friends are already on their way to the shuttle with the supplies, I want out of here, a clean shave, some food, and a proper bath! As well as to meet this, Jedi Master!" Dad said, with me looking at Ezra and then back at Dad and running after him.

Later

Climbing down the stairs, I looked at the others, Dad still in the shuttle. "Ezra, we need to talk!" Kanan said, with me knowing that this was coming.

"Yeah, we do, about the two inquisitors that we ran into!" Ezra said, shocking them. "And the fact that Sabine's dad is still alive and where is he?" Ezra asked, with me smacking him in the back of the head.

"I'm coming, just hold your horses!" Dad called out, with everyone looking up at the shuttle hatch and watched as dad climbed down with some supplies much like Zeb. "Can't let the big guy carry everything!" Dad said, looking at the others. "So, who is the Jedi Master?" He asked, then looking at Rex, who jumped up.

"Commander Wren!" Rex called out, shocked, shocking dad even more.

"Rex?! YOU'RE SO OLD!?" Dad yelled, getting a laugh from Rex, who walked over and saluted dad, who smacked his hand down. "This isn't the clone wars; this is a reunion! Get in here!" Dad said, with them hugging the other. Breaking the hug, Dad rubbed Rex's head. "I need your barber, that is one clean cut you have there!" Dad joked, with Rex jerking a thumb to his self.

"Did it myself, a lot has changed believe it or not!" Rex said, with dad nodding.

"Indeed, Revan is gone, the Jedi order is gone, my daughter is all grown up, and I still have yet to see the jedi master." Dad said, with Ezra clearing his throat.

"Kanan is my master!" Ezra said, holding his hand out to Kanan, who crossed his arms as he looked at dad.

"Hi, Jedi, not a jedi master." Kanan said, with dad nodding his head.

"Ok, who all survived?" Dad asked, with Kanan tensing up at the question. "If you don't feel conferrable answering the question, then I will ask Ahsoka when I meet up with her, she I know I can get answers from." Dad said, with Kanan sighing.

"So, now that you are free, what are your plans?" I asked dad, who rubbed my head with a grin.

"Helping my daughter, then finding your mother! I have a bone to pick with her!" Dad said, walking away, following Rex to get his hair cut.