Author's Note: Here is the first chapter of the second part of the Ahsoka and Plo series. Little note this first chapter takes place during Star Wars Rebels Season 1 Episode 8/9.

With Great Power, comes Great Responsibility

-Uncle Ben (Or Stan Lee, I think he says it as well.)

Chapter One: Data Goldmine

Ahsoka ducked beneath the sapphire blade, rolling backward before bringing her own sabers around in a backhand motion, swinging them round until the blue blade of Master Plo came up to block them in a horizontal fashion, bringing the pair into a blade-lock, with neither of them willing to give up any ground. Increasing the pressure, Ahsoka pressed down on Plo's blades with her own, forcing Plo onto one knee. Pushing further, Ahsoka forced Plo to place one of his hands on the ground in order to stay. As Ahsoka was about to disarm him, Plo outstretched two of his fingers from the hand holding his saber, proceeding to force-push Ahsoka back, catching her off. The push sent her spinning backward which would have disoriented most species, but thanks to Ahsoka's Montrals and Lekku, she recovered easily but was facing away as Master Plo lifted his saber above his head with both hands before swinging down. To Plo's surprise though, Ahsoka crossed her sabers behind her head, catching the blue blade before pushing it away. As she pushed away, she swung both her saber's around at lightning speed, catching Master Plo off-guard, knocking his saber out of his hands before force-pushing him to the ground and leveling her main saber at the base of Master Plo's neck, before declaring modestly. "Beat you."

"Well done Ahsoka, I believe that's the third time this session," Plo replied before reaching out his hand to pull his saber back to him, then looked up to see Ahsoka clip her own saber's to her hips before she reached a hand out to him, which he gladly accepted. With the pair of them standing, they started to fully feel the effect of their duel. Had they fought back in the temple, Master Plo would have easily dispatched of Ahsoka. But after 14 years since Raada and months, possibly years of extra training, they were more than even, taking their duels up to ten, maybe 20 minutes. They had been sparring for over an hour, with Ahsoka coming out on top 3 out of the 4 times, though the only loss she suffered was due to her losing her footing which easily allowed Master Plo to force pull her lightsabers from her hands and levelling his lightsaber at her neck. Ahsoka was broken out of her thoughts by Master Plo.

"It would appear that you have finally mastered the art of your new combination of Ataru and Djem-So," Plo said. "Anakin would have been proud."

"Thank You, Master Plo," Ahsoka said, sweat dripping down her face. Looking at Plo he could see that he was equally sweaty. Their clothes were also completely damp with sweat as they had sparred non-stop, only taking a short break in the middle of the session for water. Noticing the state they were in, Plo looked over to Ahsoka. "We should clean ourselves up." He said.

"Agreed," Ahsoka replied, going to the side of the room, placing her discarded boots on her feet and wrapping a towel around her shoulders before leaving the training room, ending up in a hallway where she turned right, reaching a set of stairs before walking up them into sunlight. She came out in the corner of a courtyard, with walls on all sides, with an entranceway to her left, and a large monastery behind her. As she made her way towards the monastery, she looked up to the sky. The sky on teth was usually quite foggy and cloudy, but for once, it was actually clear, and in the distance, she could see the tiny specks of her rebel fleet. Being one of the founding members of the alliance came with its perks, and in Ahsoka and Plo's case, per Ahsoka's request, was a small fleet and enough manpower to start up Fulcrum HQ. In the 14 years since establishing Fulcrum and the subsequent HQ on Teth, the agency had grown, going from only a few hundred men and women, and a couple of CR90 corvettes, soon grew to thousands of men and women on the planet's surface, with more ships in orbit totaling to 5 CR90's, as well as two Hammerhead Corvettes, 4 GR75 transports and a Nebulon B, which acted as the fleet's flagship.

Continuing towards the monastery, she also noticed two larger specks off to the side. As the leader of Fulcrum, Ahsoka had access to large amounts of data to do with both the Empire and the Clone Wars. Several years back, one such snippet of data warranted a trip to Hypori, where there was rumored to be a large store of Proton Torpedoes and various other munitions. Sending the crews of a CR90 and two GR75's, Ahsoka expected them to return with the munitions. Instead, they returned with the munitions, plus a Munificent Frigate and a Recusant Light Destroyer. After realizing they had hit a goldmine, Ahsoka ordered the crews of the ships to repair the old Separatist cruisers, and though she couldn't see how the repairs were going, she had been sent several reports over the years, with one report arriving a week ago, where the engineer's had reported that the repairs would be finished sometime in the next month.

Looking back to the monastery, Ahsoka walked around the wings of the small number of ARC-170s and Z-95s that the fleet had acquired on a mission to Anaxes, before finally reaching the entrance, where she walked into the large hall before taking another right turn, walking down another corridor. As she walked, she passed a Mess hall and the medbay before reaching her room. Opening the door she walked into her room. When she had first came to the monastery, the place was a mess, filled with dirt and grime. But after taking over the place with the agency, and over several months, possibly even years, they had restored and refurbished the entire area, cleaning and lighting the place up, turning it into the primary headquarters of Fulcrum, with several intelligence rooms, along with plenty of accommodation for all the forces under Ahsoka and Plo's command.

Being the leader of the group, Ahsoka got the largest room to act as her quarters. Closing the door, Ahsoka unclipped her belt and her sabers, placing them down on the desk in the corner, before peeling off her training robes, and headed into the refresher, turning on the shower. As she let the water pour down her, soothing the aches and small bruises she had obtained, Ahsoka looked up to the ceiling, deep in thought. When she and Plo started the Agency, Ahsoka had specifically stated that she was not going to lead others into battle, and yet what they were doing here; gathering men and women, gathering resources, building up a fleet and the start of an army, many of whom she helped train up herself, it was the exact thing she vowed to never do again. And yet she had done all of those things and broke her one rule. But the force kept telling her to do it. She had no idea why, and she still had no idea now, but with every next step she and Plo made in building up the Fulcrum Fleet and the Agency the force gave a reassuring hint of approval.

Passing those thoughts to the side, she started to think about Rex, and if she was being honest with herself, she was worried for him. The first time she worried for him in a long time. When they had first met on Christophsis, Ahsoka immediately warmed to him, and although he took longer to grow accustomed to her, it wasn't long until they were nearly as inseparable as herself and Anakin. But unlike Anakin, she hadn't worried over Rex's safety like Anakin had with Padme, though they both knew how capable Padme was. Maybe she never worried for Rex because of his training, whereas Padme had nowhere near the amount of training Rex had. If she recalled, the last time she had truly worried over Rex was Umbara. With the large number of troops and Jedi being deployed in the same place, she wasn't even required to travel to the surface. Instead, she lead the orbital assault alongside Barriss and Oddball, which she had been totally fine with. Anakin and Rex had worked without her months before she even arrived, so she had total faith in Anakin to keep Rex safe. That was until Krell came.

She hadn't properly met Krell during the war, or even at the temple. When she had seen him, he was just walking around, minding his own business. But during the clone wars, she had noticed a sort of darkness form around her whenever Krell was close by. She had seen his casualty numbers and was disgusted by it, but she had put it down to poor planning and being overwhelmed more than the average clone battalion or legion usually would. But when she found out that Anakin had been called away, with Krell taking his place, she couldn't help but worry for Rex and the entire 501st legion, and she prayed that by the end of the campaign the majority of the men had survived. Her hopes that day were shattered, when the campaign ended and she went down to the surface to reclaim command of the legion from Krell until Anakin returned. The horror on the clones' faces, and that slight sense of distrust towards her as she looked for Rex made her uncomfortable. And it wasn't until she found Rex in the command tower that she found out why. Hearing Rex tell her, with the distrust and hurt in his voice at the loss of so many men to Krell's suicide missions and his betrayal sent his fear and pain hurtling through her heart as she listened to him break-down, and she couldn't help but join him in his pain as she mourned with him for all the men that they both cared and looked after that died needlessly to satisfy some dark Jedi.

For weeks after that Rex had always felt distrust around any Jedi, even herself and Anakin. But given enough time, he came to trust the two of them again, though he always held some form of distrust for the others, a distrust that skyrocketed when she was accused. He, like Anakin, didn't believe that she did it, but no one trusted or listened to either of them, and they both paid the price for it. The loss of their friend, Commander, Padawan, Sister, any other name they had for Ahsoka. When she walked down the Temple Steps, she was greeted by Rex, smiling up at her, happy that she would be joining them again. But the smile was gone when she said she was leaving. Rex couldn't, wouldn't believe it. But he had to accept it when she passed him her golden necklace, gave him a hug, and then walked off into the sunset. That entire time she was crying, and it took much longer for it to stop.

When she saw Rex again, she was over the moon, absolutely touched that Rex had organized the painting of Torrent Company's helmets. Her awe of seeing the respect the clones had for her turned into a form of insult when the order happened, though she couldn't call it an insult due to the circumstance they were in. The clones didn't know that the order would happen or even include her in that order, so it was all a wrong place, wrong time sort of scenario. At least she had managed to save Rex, and no matter how much she wanted to save Jesse, they didn't have the time, or the space to do it considering the ship was going down and they only had a Y-wing to escape in thanks to Maul stealing it away. She had been inches away from slitting his throat and letting him die, but he had managed to dodge backward and force push her away, a move which nearly cost Ahsoka and Rex their lives. And she couldn't blame him. He wanted to escape as much as she and Rex did, so in a way, both parties won out.

After rescuing Plo and the events that had happened, Rex sort of went downhill. He was distraught, off-balance, and just generally scared, which she had never seen from him, but she couldn't really blame him. For all Rex knew, he was the only clone who didn't carry out the order, and he was now technically a traitor for helping Ahsoka, though no other clone knew it. He almost fell into depression if it weren't for Ahsoka being there alongside Plo and the arrival of Echo and the Bad Batch, who had removed their chips prior to the order. Because of them and the rescue of more clones, Rex was ultimately saved, though he never truly acted like his old self.

That was until Ahsoka and Plo parted ways with the group after hearing that the clones were being retired and Rex insisting on doing it without her for his own good. And it did. Shortly after joining Bail Organa and the fledgling Rebellion, she got into contact with Rex and he explained that he had saved as many clones as he could and they were now living on an outer rim planet. Ahsoka insisted on coming to visit, but Rex turned her away, stating that Wolffe was still paranoid about the Jedi and her presence as well as Master Plo's would most likely aggravate him. As a compromise, they decided to speak over hologram or messages as frequently as possible. It was hard to remain in contact, and the messages could be weeks or months apart but they always managed to contact to say that they were ok, until one day, Rex stopped answering. At first, Ahsoka thought that it was just because of his transmitter, but one missed call turned into two, then three, upwards until he hadn't responded to her last 30 calls. She didn't throw away the possibility that Wolffe blocked the calls, but she doubted that he would do that to his brother. But the fact that she hasn't heard from Rex in two and a half years made her worried. What if something happened, what if the empire found out what happened, what if he was dead…

Ahsoka was broken out of her thoughts by the shower cutting out, remaining off for a few seconds before turning back on. Getting back to the task she was supposed to be doing, she washed away the sweat, freshening up along the way before she turned off the shower and grabbed a towel. After drying herself off, she left the refresher grabbing her clothes from the small chair she had in the corner of her quarters.

As she was finishing attaching her vambraces to her arms after getting her other clothes on, Ahsoka heard the small holoprojector on her desk going off. Walking over to it, she made sure that her disguise feature was active, which meant that the recipient would only see a hooded figure, with no idea who or what species she was, before turning it on, being met with the face of Hera Syndulla, who led a group she called the Spectres, a group Ahsoka and Plo were particularly interested in after finding out two of the members were Jedi, well a Jedi and his aspiring Padawan. Looking back at the hologram, Ahsoka greeted her in the way all Fulcrum agents should.

/This is Fulcrum. Do you copy?/

/Copy Fulcrum. I have something for you./

For Ahsoka, she was used to handing out intel or data to the various cells she co-ordinated. To be handed something back instead wasn't overly common. And she had already advised Hera about the new TIE fighter rumored to be shown off at Empire Day on Lothal, as well as disrupt the event as much as possible. So for her to be giving her something instead of carrying out the mission

/I thought you were disrupting Empire Day?/ Ahsoka replied, her voice sounding garbled and changed to Hera.

/We had to bail early./ Hera responded. /We picked up a passenger on the way./

At this Ahsoka raised one of her eyes' facial markings at this.

/What sort of passenger?/

/An Imperial passenger./ Hera responded.

Now Ahsoka narrowed her eyes at the answer.

/Hera, you should know that I am not capable of taking in Imperials./

/The passenger is not an Imperial. Apparently, he chose to be fitted with one of those new data implants and after stealing data, he is now on the run./

At this, Ahsoka perked up a little. It had been relatively difficult in recent weeks to gain access to certain sources of data. So any new data was welcome.

/What sort of data?/

/Well according to Sabine, he is basically carrying the entire Imperial database, though half of it is encrypted, detailing troop movements, Equipment specs, pretty much the Empire's plans for Lothal and the Outer Rim over the next 5 years. It is having an adverse effect on the passenger, he's rarely even focused on what is happening around him./

At the words of the data, Ahsoka's heart nearly skipped a beat. The entire Imperial database. The amount of damage that the Rebellion could do with that data would be devastating. Though most of it would take time to decrypt, they could still work with the rest of the data.

/Well that amount of data circulating in one's brain would most likely do that./ Ahsoka stated, waiting a short moment before continuing.

/I'll send you co-ordinates for a meet-up with my CR90. Make sure you weren't tracked. I wouldn't like for a Fulcrum ship to be spotted by the Empire./

/Understand Fulcrum. I'll be standing by for those co-ordinates./

/Copy. Fulcrum out./

Shutting off the holoprojector, she waited for a few moments to finish placing on her second vambrace before clipping on her other belt with the armor pieces already attached, before unclipping her sabers from her training belt and clipping them onto her other belt. Afterward, she looked at the star map in her room, deciding on the best meetup, noting down the coordinates of an area of deep space onto a piece of flimsi, before sending the same co-ordinates in an encrypted message Hera. After that, she pressed in a code into her holoprojector, waiting a few minutes before a Rebel Captain appeared.

/Captain Sykes, bring your ship to the surface, I have a mission for us./

/Copy that Fulcrum Lead. I'm on my way down./ Captain Sykes answered, before disconnecting the holoprojector.

Satisfied, Ahsoka walked out the room, briefly bumping into Master Plo who had also just left his room next to her.

"Going somewhere?" he questioned.

"Yes, I'm going to make a pickup?" Ahsoka replied.

"I thought we didn't do pickups Ahsoka."

"Well, this one's a special case," Ahsoka responded.

"Define special case."

"Let's just say that he downloaded the entire Imperial database into his head implant."

"Ah. Good luck then." Was Plo's only reply.

"Thanks, Master Plo, you're in charge of the base until I get back," Ahsoka said, turning away.

"Understood. And Ahsoka."

Ahsoka turned back around.

"Yes, Master Plo?"

"Be safe, Little One," Plo said, holding up his hands in farewell.

"You know I'm not exactly little anymore." Ahsoka quipped, earning a small chuckle from Plo.

"To me, you will always be the Little 'Soka I found on Shili."

Heartfelt at the statement, and unable to stop herself, Ahsoka ran back to Plo, embracing him in a fierce hug, which he graciously returned. "Thank you, Master Plo." Ahsoka stuttered, a small tear running down her face, before breaking away and walking away, wiping away the tear as she did so, while Plo walked the other direction towards the command room.

Retracing her steps, Ahsoka made her way back out into the courtyard, walking past the starfighters, and passed through the large entrance which led to the landing pad, where Captain Sykes was walking out of his CR90 named the 'Slicer' to greet her.

"Fulcrum Lead." He said, bowing his head slightly.

"Just Ahsoka, Captain. I don't particularly like being called by my codename all the time."

"Yes, Ahsoka," Sykes replied, pausing a moment before continuing. "So what's the mission?"

"Our mission, as you call it, is a simple retrieval of an Imperial High-Value Target. The person in question is holding information. Information that will be vital if we are to topple the Empire. We will be meeting up with the Spectres in deep space at these co-ordinates." Ahsoka explained, handing Captain Sykes the piece of flimsi in her hand.

"Understood, then let's not keep them waiting."

Nodding her head, the pair headed up into the ship, the boarding ramp closing behind them as the ship took off. After leaving the atmosphere, the Slicer jumped away into Hyperspace.

After arriving at the designated coordinates, Ahsoka didn't have to wait long until the ghost arrived in the area. However, she noticed that the small ship usually attached at the rear of the ship was missing. Her focus was interrupted when the Ghost contacted them.

/Ghost to Fulcrum, we're here./

Linking her commlink to the ship, Ahsoka replied in her usual scrambled voice.

/Acknowledged, begin docking sequence on the port side airlock./

/Copy Fulcrum, beginning the docking sequence./

After a few minutes of waiting the ship rocked slightly as the Ghost docked, with a green light showing up on the control panel. Ahsoka lifted up her commlink and relayed the message,

/Fulcrum to Ghost, docking complete. Heading to the airlock now./

/Acknowledged Fulcrum. We're ready and waiting./ Came the reply.

After shutting down the transmission, Ahsoka paused for a moment. Something didn't feel right and she wasn't entirely sure what. But whatever it was it didn't feel like any sort of danger. Captain Sykes noticed her apparent uneasiness.

"Is everything alright?" he asked.

"Yes. It is," Ahsoka replied. "But something feels off. Just in case I want you to activate scatter protocol Alpha."

"Yes, Ma'am," Sykes said, before saluting.

With that done, Ahsoka headed off to the airlock.

Minutes later, Ahsoka had found her way to the airlock where she could just make out the voice of Hera talking to who she assumed was the precious cargo. She couldn't make out the entire conversation, only the odd word here and there, though she could make out the word 'Bridger's'. Waiting a moment for the conversation to end, Ahsoka opened the airlock door, being greeted with the sight of Hera and a Rodian wearing an Imperial outfit.

"Hera." Ahsoka greeted.

"Fulcrum," Hera replied before gesturing to the Rodian. "This is Tseebo. Tseebo meet Fulcrum. She'll help get the information out of your head."

Hearing this, Tseebo turned to look at Ahsoka, eyes slightly droopy but otherwise focused.

"I hope you can help me return to normal." He said, rather timidly, causing Ahsoka to walk over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry Tseebo. We'll help you out. And the information you have contained in you will be vital in our fight against the Empire. We'll remove it and hopefully, you'll be back to your old self."

"Thank you," Tseebo replied. Ahsoka then turned to Hera. "Hera, thankyou for safeguarding him all the way here, but I have to ask, where is your other ship?"

"We had been tagged with a tracker that was luckily placed on the hull of the Phantom." She explained. "Kanan and Ezra detached the ship in hyperspace to keep the Empire off our tail. As far as we know, the Empire took the bait."

"Well, that's good then. I can't afford to lose anything to the Empire." Ahsoka stated, before continuing. "Good luck Hera, I should be back in contact in a few days with a new mission for you."

"Good we'll be waiting." Was Hera's reply before she handed Tseebo over to Ahsoka who walked back into the airlock of the Slicer, closing the door, while Hera did the same with the Ghost. Before long the Ghost had detached from the Slicer and jumped away into Hyperspace. Turning her commlink on, she contacted Captain Sykes.

/Captain if we're all ready with the Scatter Protocol then let's go./

/Copy Fulcrum Lead./

Moments later, Ahsoka felt the familiar lurch as the ship jumped into Hyperspace.

It had taken much longer to return to Teth due to the scatter protocol but eventually, the crew of the Slicer was met by the sight of the Purple Planet and the orbiting Rebel ships. Tseebo hadn't said much during the trip, but he allowed Ahsoka to look through the data contained in his implant, who was genuinely surprised that his personality hadn't been destroyed by the sheer amount of data flowing through him. Nevertheless, the data that wasn't encrypted was extraordinarily detailed in relation to the Empire's plan for the Outer Rim. Some of it wasn't that bad, but other data less so. Invasions of planets and the subjugation of its people, or massacres of populations that posed a possible threat sickened Ahsoka to the core. She had heard about the events on Mon Cala, and the possibility of it happening on other worlds was inconceivable. She would have to check with Bail to see if he knew anything about this. And as much as she wanted to prevent everything that was detailed here, she knew full well that the Rebellion was too spread out and isolated to various systems to do anything about it.

As the Slicer landed on the platform outside the Monastery, Ahsoka walked out with Tseebo into the evening light, handing him over to a couple of technicians and doctors to help transfer the information he held out of his head and onto the various databanks within the Monastery. After this, she headed up to the control room, where she was met by Master Plo.

"Welcome back Ahsoka, I hope your journey was uneventful."

"Yes Master Plo, the mission was a complete success. We managed to obtain the passenger, who goes by the name Tseebo, and the data he safeguards. Hopefully, our technicians can remove the data and return Tseebo back to his old self." Ahsoka said.

"That's good to hear," Plo replied.

Ahsoka waited a couple of moments before speaking out loud to the occupants of the room.

"Could everyone leave the room please, I need to contact someone," Ahsoka said.

Hearing the tone in her voice, all the occupants left the room, with Master Plo knowing that she would most likely contact Bail, and left the room also, but stood at the entrance and stood guard. Seeing that she was alone, she inputted her encrypted frequency for Bail Organa into the holoprojector. After waiting a few moments, she was soon met with the figure of Bail Organa.

/Ah Ahsoka, it's good to hear from you again. How are you?/

/I'm good thanks, though what I have to tell you is troubling./

/Go on./ Bail said.

Ahsoka took a moment to compose herself before replying.

/Has there been any mention of the Outer Rim in the Senate?/

At this Bail furrowed his head in confusion.

/No. No, I haven't. Why do you ask?/

/Well I've come across information detailing a 5-year plan for the Outer Rim, and some of it isn't good./

Through the hologram, Ahsoka could tell that Bail looked uneasy.

/What kind of plan?/

/I'm assuming you have heard about what's happening on Kashyyyk and Mon Cala?/

/Yes, I've heard the rumors./ Bail replied. Ahsoka looked down at the ground before continuing.

/Well there are at least five planets that will suffer the same fate. Bail you must do something about this. Talk to the Senate or something. I can't bear for these planets to suffer the same fate as Kashyyyk. And I know that the Rebellion is too spread out to do anything. It's up to you and Senator Mothma to stop this./

At hearing this, Bail looked down at the ground, and Ahsoka knew that her wish wouldn't be granted.

/I'm sorry Ahsoka, as much as I hate to say it, but my hands are tied. The Emperor already suspects that I'm helping the Rebels. And if I reveal this information from the Imperial database, then I will be outed immediately. And I can't afford to let Leia die./

Knowing that she could not allow anything to happen to Leia, Ahsoka stiffened up.

/Of course Bail. I know how much she means to you. How is she by the way?/

/She's doing alright, her Senatorial training is coming along nicely./

/Isn't it risky to have one of the most force-sensitive people left in the galaxy in close proximity to the Emperor?/ Ahsoka asked confused.

/Well the Emperor has visited Alderaan on multiple occasions and he hasn't seemed to notice. Besides that Ahsoka, considering that she is the daughter of the Senator of Alderaan, it is the most logical thing to do and is arguably the safest way to keep her abilities hidden./

/Now that you mention it, When I first saw her on Polis Massa all those years ago, I could sense that her force signature was muffled in a way./

Bail looked at her confused.

/What do you mean?/ he asked causing Ahsoka to elaborate.

/Every force-sensitive child has their own aspect of the force that they are really good at. Some can sense danger from really far away, or others like myself can sense people's feelings and intentions. Leia's appears to be some sort of passive masking of her force signature, making it really hard for even the most trained force user to track them./

/Well that explains it then./ Bail said before he looked behind him for a second before saying something to someone out of frame.

/Ok I'll be on my way shortly./ Bail said before turning back to look at Ahsoka.

/I'm sorry Ahsoka, but something important came up./

/Of course, Politics never sleeps./ Ahsoka quipped, earning a half-hearted chuckle from Bail.

/Indeed it doesn't./ He said, before continuing.

/And Ahsoka, although I can't do anything with the data you've obtained, you have my full approval to act on it however you see fit. And knowing how good a job you have done on keeping Fulcrum off the radar, I know you'll make your actions seem like random occurrences./

/Of course Bail, I'll start working on them right away./ As she said this, she remembered that it was dark outside, and she was starting to feel slightly tired, and inevitably let out a yawn. /As soon as I've had some rest./

Again, Bail chuckled at this, knowing full well that she wasn't going to rest.

/Get some rest Ahsoka, that's an order. You can't save the galaxy if you are walking around half-asleep./ He said, before ending the transmission.

Knowing that Bail was right, Ahsoka left the room, allowing the men and women on the night shift to return to their posts in the command room, and, after noticing that Master Plo had already left, she walked off in the direction of her quarters.

Author's Note: Well here is the first chapter of Ahsoka and Plo- Rebellion. I hope you enjoyed it. As a matter of fact, I had intended for this to be released on Sunday, but some stuff came up when I was supposed to be writing this on Friday morning so it's a little bit late by my standards, probably not yours. Now I am going to clear up a few things.

-Yes the Monastery mentioned is the same one from the Clone Wars movie, however, I didn't know the layout of it so I made it up.

-I did not make up the scatter protocol. That idea came from the star wars book titled Weapon of a Jedi, by Jason Fry.

By the way, this story is not going to be in exact chronological order. By this I mean that one chapter doesn't pick up where the last one ends. Think of it as the format of the Clone Wars show but in chronological order. The only main exception is the events on Malachor.

The Fulcrum Fleet which is what I've called the fleet will have a major role later in the story after the Rebels timeline ends, getting larger and involve more characters from the Clone Wars and the films. My new OC Captain Sykes will appear more later on in the story.

Also thankyou for your support on Father and Daughter. I didn't think that many people would have read it, but I appreciate that over 1500 people visited the story, though many of them are probably rereads (Please just let me have my moment).

I also want to thank users RyanSquad and Lillie Tano Syndulla for reviewing pretty much every chapter and saying just how much they liked it, so a big thanks from me and it's That Star Wars Guy signing off.