A/N Introducing the next generation (my next generation, anyway) of the Ghost Crew! Too-too-roo-too-too-too! XD

X

It was peaceful on the planet of Lothal. An old freighter was parked on the fields, a little far from Capital City. Though the surroundings were indeed peaceful, inside of the freighter was not.

"Ha! Plus 5, boi!" came the deep voice of the eldest boy with pale green skin and aqua green eyes in the group as he and his crew played a game of UnoFlip, which was given and taught to them by their aunt Gia (lol, me XD).

"Nice try there, cousin, but I also have a plus 5!" the deep voice of the eldest girl wearing manadalorian armor and having short red hair gave a tease as she placed a card on top of her cousin's.

"So do I!" the shrill, high-pitched voice of the youngest girl with lavender skin and nearly bald midnight blue hair with swished bangs came with a squeal while playing her turn. "Plus 15 on you, little brother!"

"Nice try, sister," the calm voice of the youngest Lasat-looking boy with lightly tan skin and long midnight blueish-purple hair was spoken with a smirk that could kill as he dropped the same card as his sister. "Plus 20 on you, Heron,"

"Son of a nerf herder!" the eldest boy, Heron, slapped his remaining cards on the table with a hiss. "Why???"

"Don't be such a baby, Heron," the half-Mando beside him teased. "Just admit that you are losing,"

"Damn you, Selena!" Heron snarled. "That plus 5 was for you!"

"It's called 'karma', cousin," the half-Lasat female giggled.

"Hush, Zelda," the youngest of the group gave the eldest boy a small punch on the shoulder. "Lighten up, Ron. At least it's only a plus 20. Could be worse,"

"In WHAT way, Elvis?" Heron raised an eyebrow on him.

"I could be totally burning you out in the open while we get supplies by pointing out the fact that we're not dating even when you say we are," Elvis snickered.

"Ooooh!~" the girls laughed at the solid burn given to the eldest.

Heron's blood rushed to his face as his eyes widened. He gave a grunting sigh, dragging a hand down his embarrassed face before standing up.

"Ugh, I'm sick of UnoFlip, anyway," he grumbled while turning and heading to the cockpit, where their old orange robot companion was waiting for him.

"WUP WUP-WUP?" the droid questioned.

"Not right now, Chopper. I'm not having the best mood," Heron dismissed him, slumping down on the pilot's seat. "I'm losing in UnoFlip because of them teaming up against me AGAIN, and Elvis's rejecting me AGAIN. Ugh, I wish things were a little interesting and different nowadays…"

"WUP-WUP-WUP!" Chopper let out a mocking beep. "WUP-WUP WUP WUP-WUP-WUP! WUP WUP WUP WUP-WUP WUP!"

"Hey, that's not fair!" Heron snapped at the droid. "I KNOW that he's not interested in me since he's very cautious with dominant males, but it doesn't mean I'm a hopeless soul! He just… needs time, and I… I need to be more patient. That's all,"

"WUP-WUP-WUP WUP WUP…" Chopper beeped a sigh before turning away from the boy.

Suddenly, there was a beeping sound, and the duo turned to see something white and blinking on the dashboard.

"What the—?" Heron leaned forward to observe. "Chopper, check out what's going on,"

"WUP WUP." Chopper did as he was told, linking the ship's dashboard to himself. "WUP WUP WUP WUP-WUP WUP-WUP, WUP-WUP."

"A distress signal? From where?"

"WUP WUP WUP WUP WUP WUP-WUP-WUP."

"A Star Destroyer?!" Heron was taken back. "There must be a prisoner or two in there! We HAVE to rescue them,"

"WUP-WUP, WUP WUP-WUP WUP-WUP WUP WUP WUP-WUP WUP?" Chopper questioned.

"Ugh, you're right," Heron sighed. "We need to get in contact with Mom and Dad first,"

He then turned and pressed the comm button. "Specter 1 and 2, this is Ghost. We've got a situation,"

"Specter 2 here," the digital voice of his Twi'lek mother came through the comm, sounding serious. "What's the situation?"

"It's the Tie Fighters, isn't it?" his Human father's voice came out digitally with frustration before Heron could even respond. "Be honest, and tell me it's a bunch of Tie Fighters that found you,"

"No, Specter 1, it's not a bunch of Tie Fighters," Heron rolled his eyes at his father's worry. "It's something else that the Ghost picked up; a distress signal. From a Star Destroyer,"

There was a moment of silence then his mother spoke up again.

"How far is the Star Destroyer?"

"WUP-WUP WUP WUP WUP-WUP." Chopper beeped the answer.

"A mile away, huh?" Heron's father gave a chuckle. "We won't make it back in time to chase after it. Ghost, you and your crew need to rescue the prisoner immediately,"

"As in… my crew and I get to go on a solo mission?" Heron's eyes lit up.

"Chop will be there to help you, so I'm sure you'll all be alright," Heron's mother replied. "Just stay safe. Oh, and Heron?"

"Yes?"

"I want you all back in one piece. You, your crew AND the ship. Got it?"

Heron snickered. "Got it, Specter 2,"

"You're in charge, Heron," his father sternly reminded. "We trust you, so stay safe, and good luck,"

"We'll be back soon. I promise," Heron said before he turned off the comm and headed back to the common room to see Selena and Zelda in an UnoFlip face-off.

Elvis was standing behind them them, leaning in to look at each of their cards with a grin. Selena calmly took out a pink card and set it down.

"YES!" Zelda placed her cards together and smacked them all down out once. "I WIN!"

"Dammit!" Selena growled and slapped her cards down on the table, frustrated as the siblings high-fived. "Eli, no teaching!"

"Hey, hey, I didn't do anything, Sel," Elvis raised his hands up in defense.

"Just admit that you lost, Sel!~" Zelda cheekily teased.

Heron rolled his eyes playfully at the scene, a smile threatening to appear on his face. His crew was annoying, but they could perk up his mood any day.

"Guys," He called out, their attention turning to him immediately. "we have a mission. A rescue mission, with permission from Specter 1 and 2,"

"A mission for us only?" Elvis raised an eyebrow. "What gives?"

"Some prisoner is letting out a distress signal from a Star Destroyer that's a mile away from Lothal," Heron explained. "Mom and Dad said that neither of them would be done with the supply run in time to help, so they gave us permission to proceed with the mission ourselves,"

"YAY!" Zelda leaped out of her seat. "We are going on a mission!"

"What's the plan, boss?" Selena asked with a grin as she too stood up.

"Take off and find that Star Destroyer," Heron turned to head back to the cockpit.

"And make a plan while we're on our way? Why not?" Elvis rolled his eyes as he turned and left for his and Heron's shared room.

"I'll get my gear!" Zelda volunteered with her usual enthusiasm.

"And I'll grab my explosives and paint, as usual," Selena nodded in agreement before the two ran to their shared room to get their weapons.

Meanwhile, Heron was at the pilot seat with his hands on the steering wheel then he turned on the engines.

"Getting ready for take-off," he said with a flick of a switch and a pull of a lever.

The Ghost began to rumble little by little until it started to hover above the ground then it turned to fly up into the clouds. It soared up and up, above the misty clouds, until it exited Lothal's atmosphere. It stayed hovering above the planet for a while as Heron sighed in relief, leaning back on his chair.

"That was quite a take-off," the eldest boy turned to see Elvis enter, his long hair swishing around as he gave a chuckle and held a colorful cadet helmet under his arm before sitting beside him on the co-pilot's seat. "Need more practice there, Ron?"

"A little," Heron had a deep blush tinted on on his cheeks while he ran a hand through his dark brown hair, all the way to the small lekku-shaped tips. "I guess I'm just… a little nervous and a little scared. I mean, this is our FIRST mission WITHOUT our parents. What if things go wrong?"

"We'll be here to make things right," Elvis let out a small smile. "We're a team, a crew. We've got each other's backs, no matter what,"

"Thanks," Heron smirked at him. "I needed a little encouragement there,"

"Just… don't let it get to your head, you flirty-ass," Elvis rolled his eyes, placing his helmet on his lap and tying his hair up into a pony tail then into a bun. "We've got a mission at hand, and I don't want either of us to be distracted and annoyed by your 'flirt' attempts,"

"Aw," Heron pouted as Selena and Zelda entered the cockpit, with Zelda carrying her colorful Imperial pilot helmet and Selena holding one Mandalorian helmet and carrying one spray-painted trooper helmet.

"Well, what did we miss?" Selena questioned as the girls took their seats.

"WUP-WUP WUP-WUP-WUP WUP-WUP. WUP-WUP." Chopper beeped with a digitally giggled.

"Oh, Elvis rejected Heron again, huh?" Zelda snickered. "How sad,"

"Hush." Heron hissed at them with a glare as his hand reached out for the steering wheel. "Let's just get this mission over with,"

"Alright, cranky-pants," Selena didn't hold her tone of mockery as she spoke and laughed.

"Ugh," Heron pushed on a lever and pulled on the steering wheel. "Chopper, track the signal,"

"WUP WUP." Chopper beeped in reply before a holo-map was shown in front of them.

"There's the Star Destroyer," Selena pointed at the blinking 'X' on the map, her voice growing serious. "Now, there are a bunch of Imperial Shuttles around it's sector, along with the Ties in it's lower and upper hangers. The challenge is breaking in and getting out without having to a battle a whole army of stormtroopers,"

"We'll have to take the Phantom," Elvis said. "We'll fly up to the lower hanger while Chopper stays in the Ghost to make a distraction in the upper hanger,"

"Good plan," Heron agreed. "Once the Imperials get distracted, it'll give us the advantage to sneak inside the Star Destroyer. Elvis, stay in the Phantom for the getaway,"

"Got it," Elvis gave a nod.

"Selena, head to the control room and set up the explosives,"

"My specialty," Selena grinned.

"Zelda, take the vents. We'll need another path to escape,"

"On it, Ron," Zelda giggled.

"I'll roam to find the source of the distress signal," Heron spoke up.

"It's too risky for you to go alone," Selena objected.

"I know, but I'm not risking anyone to come with me," Heron sighed. "I'm in charge here, and I'm suppose to get everyone back on the Ghost safe and sound,"

"Whatever you say, Heron," Elvis groaned, crossing his arms. "Just don't complain if you get captured and interrogated,"

"Oh, I won't complain," Heron snickered as he patted the lightsaber on his belt. "I've got my defense,"

"A blade won't save you alone," Zelda frowned. "I don't know why you're acting like your father,"

"Well, we are related," Heron gave a chuckle before placing his hands back on the steering wheel. "Now let's get going,"

Elvis glared at him as they zoomed off, following the distress signal. They went past a couple of planets and moons, swirling around some asteroids in their way before finally stopping in front of a huge Star Destroyer hovering over a planet.

"There it is," Selena gasped. "This won't be easy,"

"It never is," Zelda snorted as she placed on her Imperial Pilot helmet.

"That's the worse part," Elvis grumbled, wearing his cadet helmet.

"And the most fun part of our lives," Heron grinned.

"Here," Selena stood up and tossed the trooper helmet to the eldest boy before wearing her own Mandalorian one.

"Thanks," Heron set his helmet on him then he stood up from his seat and turned to their droid companion. "Chopper, you know the plan,"

"WUP, WUP WUP. WUP-WUP-WUP-WUP-WUP…" Chopper shook his head as he took over the Ghost's controls.

"Don't be so negative, Chop," Zelda reassured him. "I'm sure this'll be fun!"

"Fun isn't what he's worried about, Zelda…" Elvis rolled his eyes at his older twin sister as he stood up and left to head to the Phantom.

The rest of them followed behind him then the four detached the Phantom from the Ghost. Chopper flew the old freighter up and above the Star Destroyer before firing from the bottom gun.

Suddenly, Ties began to appear from the Star Destroyer's upper hanger, firing back at him at all sides.

"WUP WUP…" Chopper beeped with an digital groan before turning on his comm. "WUP WUP WUP WUP-WUP WUP-WUP!"

"Lead them away from the Star Destroyer then!" Heron ordered through his own comm. "We still have to get to the lower hanger. Keep them busy for a couple of minutes,"

"WUP WUP-WUP WUP WUP WUP WUP WUP WUP-WUP!" Chopper angrily replied then he took a turn to get the Ties to chase him in a different direction.

"Oh, don't worry, Chop," Selena have a chuckle. "It will be only a couple of minutes,"

"Approaching the lower hanger," Elvis reported as he steered forward and landed inside. "No stormtrooper in sight,"

"That's a good thing," Heron opened the ramp. "Now, stay here,"

"Yeah, yeah," Elvis rolled his eyes, slumping back on the pilot seat. "I know the plan, Ron. Cool your engines,"

Zelda giggled, and Selena grinned at Heron's glare as they followed the eldest out of the Phantom. The three rushed into a hallway then the girls climbed into the vents to get to their stations while Heron got ready to track the distress signal.

"We meet back at the lower hanger once I comm everyone," he told them.

"Understood, boss," Selena saluted before she and Zelda disappeared into the vents.

Heron sighed, shaking his head before running inside the hall to track down the prisoners.

X

"It's been an hour," Rex grumbled, pacing around the room. "You sure anyone's coming?"

"Yes," Ashoka replied with her eyes closed and hand raised near her face. "I can feel someone coming. Someone who is strong in the Force. It… It isn't a Sith nor is it an Inquisitor. It's Force signature feels lighter than a dark force user,"

"Is the person here? In this Star Destroyer?" Kallus questioned, sounding surprised.

"It is a male," Ashoka continued, her hand swaying to get a better grip on the other force user. "A young Padawan. He is getting closer, tracking my signal. If I reach in deeper, I might be able to get him to find us faster,"

"I think you better do it before Thrawn or any other Imperial realizes where we are," Rex suggested as he overheard stormtroopers running past their hiding spot and above on the other floor.

Ashoka took a deep breath and concentrated harder. 'Follow me… Listen and follow…'

X

'Follow me… Listen and follow…'

Heron raised his head up from the tracker as he felt someone call him through the Force. He stopped in his tracks and looked around.

'Who… Who are you…?' He reached in to get in contact with whoever was calling to him.

'Help me… please… My companions and I are trapped, and we need your help… please… follow me…'

"Another force user, huh?" Heron chuckled and ran to the source of the caller. 'I am almost there. Just hang on.'

X

"Ugh, why did Heron leave me to do a boring duty like this?" Elvis sighed as he leaned back and placed his feet up on the dashboard. "There's nothing to do! Snooze-fest!"

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, letting in the sense of calmness when he felt a disturbance in the Force and in the atmosphere. His eyebrows furrowed before he opened his eyes and sat up straight. His Lasat ears moved from left to right to listen while his eyes were all over the place.

"Oh no," he hissed, gritting his teeth the moment he heard stormtroopers approaching the Phantom. "Son of a nerf herder…!"

He turned on his comm to get in contact with rest of his crew. "This is Phantom! I'm being ambushed by stormtroopers! I repeat, I'm being ambushed by stormtroopers!"

"Oh kriff!" Selena cursed through the comm. "Phantom, get out of there!"

"How about you guys?!"

"We'll take the escape pods!" Zelda roared out. "Just go!"

"ARGH!" Elvis shut his eyes and gritted his teeth with a groan as the troopers fired on the Phantom. "Alright, alright! But once I'm on the Ghost, I'll come to pick you three up!"

"GO!" the three shrieked, taking the Lasat hybrid off-guard as he jumped, accidentally opening the ramp and falling off in front of the troopers.

"Shoot." Elvis got on his feet and grabbed his blaster with one hand while taking out his comm with the other. "Specter 3, take control of the Phantom and get out! Now!"

"WUP WUP!" Chopper let out a beep before obliging.

The Phantom's ramp suddenly shut before it's engines were activated. The troopers turned their attention from the boy to the escaping ship, their blasters firing at top speed as the Phantom hovered and sped out.

'Thank god for that.' Elvis sighed in relief, but his luck failed him as he heard footsteps approach him. 'Ah kriff—!'

"Well, what do we have here?"

Elvis felt his blood freeze as he turned to see Thrawn step forward towards him with Governor Pryce and much more stormtroopers than he had counted earlier. He kept his blaster, knowing that he couldn't fight all of them, much less the grand admiral.

Thrawn narrowed his blood red eyes at the boy, as if he was looking over at him and searching him for anything. "And who might you be, child?"

"Never saying, Imperial Scum." Elvis bit his tongue at his words, a low growl accidentally escaping his lips.

"How dare you, child?!" Pryce scowled. "Do you have any idea who you are talking to?!"

"I don't need to." Elvis crossed his arms. "I don't trust ANYONE."

"Very well, child," Thrawn turned away from him. "Troopers, grab him and take him to my office."

The stormtroopers nodded and grabbed the boy by the arms. Elvis was alert and immediately pushed the troopers back with one shrug, dusting off his arms with a look of discomfort.

"I can walk and follow with my own two feet without you… backsliders and libertines touching one fur on me." He hissed.

"Very well," Thrawn let a small smirk crawl up his lips at the sentence before he walked forward. "Walk this way, then,"

Elvis folded his arms again as he followed behind Pryce, with the rest of the stormtroopers walking behind him to keep guard. As they went through the halls, a certain overprotective and now fuming sister of his spotted them from inside the vents…