Criticize whatever mistakes I do so I can fix them. I don't own Star Wars Rebels and its Characters. I take responsibility for my and my friend's characters in this story.

Ghost Division exists as a Star-SIM unit (Star Wars Simulator in Game ARMA3). Every character has been created by the unit's members.

Here we are… the stand-off between two war survivors…

Havalt300 – Close… but your shot went wide. Not a Venator, but something as iconic as one.

Spectacular Webhead 11 – Its a truce alright.

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Star Wars:

Haunting Spectre

Wreck stood above the airlock looking at the group of Wookies departing in a transport ship one of the Ghost crew members called in. He smiled as he watched one of the Wookies stroke Ezra's hair.

"We need to talk, clone." Kanan said behind him. Wreck could feel the slight venom in it.

"Alright then. Lead the way." Wreck stated as he dropped his voice into neutral emotion. Kanan waved his hand and both of them went towards one of the crew bunks. It was small with two beds placed in the wall, a small container under it.

Wreck walked up to a wall in one corner of the room while Kanan walked towards the centre of the room. Both of them said nothing for some time as they kept watching each other. Wreck could notice that Kanan was holding himself from grabbing his blaster.

"Why were you on that ship." Kanan asked as he kept looking at the clone.

"I got information from a friend. And besides, I was already having a day of pestering the Empire. Now why were you on that ship?" Wreck asked as he leaned on the wall and decided to cross his arms.

"That's none of your business." Kanan responded coldly.

"It became my business as soon as you took Ezra." Wreck responded equally coldly towards the Jedi.

"What do you want with Ezra." Kanan asked as his arm was slightly moving towards the blaster.

"I'm trying to keep him safe." Wreck started but before he could continue he was pushed towards the opposite wall with force and Kanan was now behind him.

"What. Do. You. Want. From. Ezra." Kanan asked slowly behind him. Wreck while not being able to move away from the wall decided to change his position into something more useful.

"I don't want anything from him Jetii. I live with him on Lothal." Wreck answered as he was getting annoyed by Kanan.

"You lie." Kanan growled as he pushed the clone into another wall. What Kanan didn't account for was the clone adjusting himself to be within reach of Kanan's leg and as the clone passed him he felt something grab his leg and he was pulled onto the ground.

"Tell me something Jetii." Wreck started as he got up before Kanan knew what happened.

"Is it the force that's telling you that? Or is it your gut?" Wreck said as he stood in front of the Jedi. Kanan was crouching as he heard what the clone said and his eyes were wide with surprise looking up to the scarred clone.

"Because from what I learnt you shouldn't let emotions cloud your judgment." Wreck said as he offered a hand to the Jedi.

"How…" Kanan was speechless as he slowly rose to his feet without the clone's help.

"You get to learn stuff about you Jetii, when one keeps coming to you asking to fix his lightsabre." Wreck said as he went back to lean again on the wall.

"That doesn't change anything." Kanan said as he looked at the clone again.

"Then let me ask you this. Am I responsible for the Purge of the Jedi Order?" Wreck asked bluntly and Kanan stood there looking at the clone for some time.

"You're not responsible for its creation… But for fulfilling it." Kanan responded. He knew that clones never made the order… what they did was follow it.

"You don't know the half of it." Wreck sneered slightly as he brought up a small glass that was strapped to a wire next to which a dog tag was connected on the chain.

"Do you know what this is?" Wreck asked as he brought up the glass in the air. Inside the glass was some organ that looked as if it was burnt up.

"That chip you all use for excusing yourself." Kanan spat as he knew that move. He saw it multiple times already.

"I don't excuse myself. I keep it as a sin mark. A way to remember everything that was wrong in my life. Do you know how many I killed in the war? Do you know what choices I had to make?" Wreck said as he let the glass stay on display for short time. Kanan stayed silent as he watched the clone.

"How many of my brothers had to make bad decisions because it was better than the alternative. How many times innocent people got caught in the consequences of our actions." Wreck said as he lowered his head to see the glass under his neck.

"I still remember to this day and try to not make the same decisions. I at least try to acknowledge everything I did in the war. You Jetii always came in and made everything perfect while we had to make the hard choices." Wreck said as he closed his eyes.

"Do you know how hard it is to decide between killing a few innocent children OR letting hundreds of innocents die? Do you!? Because I know… My closest brothers know…" Wreck raised his voice but didn't yell. Kanan himself was now kneeling on the ground and had his eyes closed. Wreck found himself sitting on the ground on the other side of the room.

"And after all this… After all, we did for the republic, this empire came in and said 'We thank you for good work. Now leave.' and that was it. They kicked us out of the single place we ever got food and home. We had to scourge for every scrap that could be sold for the faintest amount of food. You would think we got paid after the war but no. We were left in the same trash compactor that the clankers were left in… To rot and be forgotten." Wreck continued without care in the world. His voice now slightly shaking as his face showed tiredness.

"So let me ask you again." Wreck said as he leaned on the wall while sitting.

"What does the force tell you?" Wreck asked as he let air leave his lungs. Kanan sat there thinking heavily as the silence drowned out the noise of Ghost landing. The ship shook but none of them cared about it.

"I don't know." Kanan said after what felt like an eternity.

"I can only tell that the pain you felt is true. But I still can't tell if I can believe you that you truly want to keep Ezra safe." Kanan said as he opened his eyes.

"And where would he be safer?" Wreck asked.

"If he has potential then I believe he would be safe here." Kanan said as he looked towards the clone.

"What type of potential?" Wreck asked as he looked at the Jedi confused. As if perfectly on time the Twi'lek member of the Ghost crew entered the room and carried a familiar golden box.

"He passed." Hera said as she gave the open Holocron to Kanan.

"It was locked?" Wreck asked both of them. Hera and Kanan nodded while the cube started floating playing the identical warning message that played back on the star destroyer.

"Don't tell me that he's one of those force kids." Wreck groaned as he grabbed his templates.

"It appears so." Hera responded as she looked between them.

"And… It seems that both of you came to an understanding." Hera added with a smug smile. Both of the men in the room looked at her before looking at each other.

"I wouldn't say an understanding…" Kanan said as he looked away.

"Well, your hand isn't gripping that blaster anymore… soo… I'd say it's progress." Hera said as she pointed at the blaster on Kanan's holster.

Kanan looked down and noticed that his blaster wasn't anymore in his hand, and he didn't feel the same feeling as before that told him to grab it and shot the clone.

Wreck meanwhile was sitting in silence as he held both of his hands tightly as memories came back.

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"Need a Medic here!" A familiar voice yelled on his left side.

"Get him to cover! We'll get their attention!" Another voice said through the comms.

Wreck looked to his right and saw three clones in white armour with stains of what once was green and red paint jobs. He looked to his left and saw further in the trench another squad hiding behind a wreckage of a Sabre tank.

Red blaster bolts were flying above him, some hitting the trench. He looked over the small patch of metal used to build the trench. In the distance, he could see three squads of droids approaching them with GAT slowly driving behind them.

"We need that tank taken out! Wreck take it out!" Voice yelled next to him.

Wreck tried to grab his backpack with his right hand only to notice he didn't feel anything. He looked down and saw empty space where his arm was supposed to be.

"Wreck!" The voice repeated. Wreck kept looking at the empty space.

"Wreck!" A muffled female voice repeated. And he looked.

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"Wreck!?" Hera slightly yelled as she nudged his shoulder. Wreck looked at her with a slightly shaky notion. He looked at his right arm… he squeezed his right hand. He could feel the hydraulics acting up.

"Wreck?" Hera asked as she noticed his reaction. Wreck slowly stood up and grabbed his right arm with his left hand. The slight vibrations could be felt in his arm, definitely need to check it soon.

"I'm… fine." Wreck said after a moment of inspecting his right arm.

"Are you sure?" Hera questioned as she recognized that the clone had some traumatic experience.

"Yes, just… our talk had some… memories resurfacing." Wreck sighed as he answered. Hera understood it was a touchy subject.

"We're going to talk about that later." Kanan said as he stood up. Kanan could feel the sudden influx of emotions in the force emitting from the clone.

"But right now we need to find Ezra, and the only person who knows where he lives is in front of me." Kanan continued as he stood in front of the clone.

"So let me ask you this time." Kanan stated.

"What would you do to keep Ezra safe?" Kanan asked and let the silence fill the room.

"If anyone would try to kill him I would stand in between and act as a shield." Wreck said as both of them were locked in tense silence…

Before Hera slapped both of their back and held both of their shoulders.

"Now that you two don't want to kill each other again, let's go and find Ezra." Hera said as she dragged both of them towards the ramp of the Ghost before promptly pushing them outside and closing the ramp behind.

"Is that normal?" Wreck asked as both of them stood under the ramp for a moment.

"Yup. Come on, let's find the kid." Kannan sighed as he turned towards the clone.

"On it com-…" Wreck cut himself off as he looked at the Jedi. He waved his hand and both of them started walking towards the outskirts of the capitol.

Both of them remained silent as they walked through the fields letting the wind be the only sound in the air.

"Alright, alright. Since both of us don't want to make this any more awkward than it already is… you can call me commander for all you want and I'll call you by your rank… what is your rank anyway?" Kanan asked as he looked at the clone.

"Senior Clone Trooper 7552 nicknamed 'Wreck' by his brothers. You can guess why the name stuck." Wreck answered as he pointed at himself, his face still uncovered and showing a lot of scars.

"Do you… want to talk about it?" Kannan asked with hesitation.

"One day maybe…" Wreck said as they reached the base of the abandoned comms tower.

"So do you need help or…?" Wreck asked as he looked at the Jedi. Kanan shook his head and went towards the turbolift.

Wreck sat at his speeder and relaxed a bit. It didn't take too long before Kanan returned and approached him.

"So? How did he respond?" Wreck asked as he looked at the Jedi who was heavily thinking.

"Can you give me a ride back to Ghost?" Kanan asked without responding to the earlier question. Suddenly the turbolift of the tower opened to reveal a familiar blue-haired child.

"There's the prodigy child himself." Wreck said as Ezra approached both of them.

"And here I thought today was going to be without I told you so." Ezra said. Both of the adults chuckled at the imitation attempt of Wreck's voice.

"So?" Kanan asked the unspoken question. Ezra smiled as he handed Kanan his… lightsabre?

"OK, I have got to know. Did you steal his lightsabre?" Wreck asked while grinning.

"… Yes." Both of them answered after looking at each other. Wreck bursted out laughing while both of the force users glared at him.

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Sorry for long pause in both stories. I had to get a fresh mind into it, and a bit of inspiration… and probably just a break overall. Next time we get to be on the Ghost… no don't worry Wreck won' get to be with the Duo Alborotadores, he's going to have tea time with The Competent Ghost crew.

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