Author's note: I am so sorry for how long this took. I literally wrote this chapter three times and I am still not all that pleased with it. I hope it's okay. So sorry. Thank you to everyone who reads my story and especially to those who review.

We carefully made our way down the sleek halls of the Imperial, careful not to make or do anything that might give us away. When we reached one of the weak points in the base, we carefully set the charges and moved on to the next place. We are in the Imperial's communication bases on Corellia . Without it in commission, it would lead to confusion and frustration in Empire and a at least two hour window to let us give a fake alibi to the possible future alliances of the rebel base while they talked to our leaders.

This isn't my first mission for the rebels. I admit at first they weren't sure of me especially about my background. I told them, I used to be a body guard for the republic and was fired when the empire came about. I know they talk about me behind my back about how anti-social I am. I wish I could talk to them like friends. I wish but in life wishes are false hopes. None of them come true. I can prove it. My wish to become a Jedi Knight? Darth Vader destroyed that wish. My wish to convert Darth Vader? Not happening. My wish to be a normal person? I know it will never come true. I know that if I make friends here, I will simply regret it. That is a fact.

Garen, I admit, has become a friend. That is one of the reasons why they always pair us up for missions. We work well together. I see him as a little brother. Even though we are technically the same age, I am so much………older. It's like I really am the age I portraying. I have seen death, allowed myself to do things that would kill me, and I have looked at true evil right in the eye. I have definitely seen too much for only seventeen. True, I now know more and am wiser but I would trade it all to be as naïve as Garen.

"Tena, come on!" Garen destroyed my train of thought as he pulled on the sleeve of my loose red shirt. I followed him down yet another hallway. Only two more charges to set. Before we turned the next corner, I sensed a few clones. I swiftly pushed Garen back against the wall with a hand over his mouth. From his eyes, I could tell he wondering what I was doing. When the clone troopers had passed, he looked at me and said,

"You never cease to amaze me."

That's one of the things I like about him. As long as it gets the job done then he doesn't ask anything. Of I have never used the force for anything else besides sensing though, let alone use my lightsaber. I am always afraid that if I use the force greatly that, Vader will be able to sense me. That's one of the things that has changed about me. I fear. I fear dying. I fear other people dying. Is it really wrong to fear? I don't want to become one with the force until my brother is back safely. I know it is not the Jedi way but I can't help but wonder if the Jedi way is flawed.

After we have set the last two charges, we carefully made our way to where our ship was hidden. As I see the people who now work for the empire, I can only wonder why they do it. Is it for conviction? Is it out of desperation? Or like me, are they also afraid?

"Tena, we have company!"

"Not again." I turned and saw clones coming from both sides of the hall. There must have been a camera somewhere. I take out my two blasters and being to kill the clones one by one. I used to hate using blasters but now, it has become more natural to me than brushing my teeth. The clones aren't people, I tell myself. They are just droids made of different material. I don't know how many I have killed now over the time I have been with the rebels. A hundred, maybe more. Not like I care. They betrayed me. I betray them.

Garen and I made short work of them but then we had been detected. It would be only a few more minutes before they would send reinforcements.

"We will never be able to make to our ship in time." I shouted to him.

"We have to. There is no other way out of here."

"We could steal one of their ships. They have a hanger up this way."

"Do you realize how many clones there could be?"

"Yeah but I would rather try that than try to get to our ship. Come on." I sprinted to where the hanger is before Garen could put in another word. I took a peep in and I was pleased to see many ships of many kinds. There is probably a meeting going on with some leaders. Unfortunately though, Garen was right. There was clones and a lot of them.

I turned to Garen who was now panting and said,

"Good news is that I see a ship we can use. Bad news is that there are some clones."

"Aren't there always?"

I just replied with a small smile and began to creep in the hanger. I chose a slick ship from Alderran by the looks of it. I start to get on but before I could get to the controls, I hear a bang. I turned around see to Garen on the floor. No, it wasn't a blaster shot, he must have tripped. All the clones are now running towards us. Quickly Garen got up and ran onto the ship.

"Great job, now we have fifty clones after with more on the way."

"I would say I'm sorry but you don't deserve an apology."

"Suit yourself. Now we are both going to die."

"You are always optimistic."

"Never mind just get going on those wires. I'll keep the boys busy."

I start shooting at the clones again. The shoots go through them like a vibroblade through blue butter. The armor used to be more effective but the Empire went cheap. I guess it's just better for us. They were still coming and I knew I won't be able to shoot them all.

"Hurry up in there!"

"I'm going."

"You are going slower than a three-legged walker."

"………."

"Is something wrong?"

"Tena, I think we have a real problem."

"Well, figure it out. The clones are almost here."

"I will need a minute."

"I can only hold them off for another thirty seconds."

The clones were now only a few feet away and they were still shooting. I risked a glance at Garen and I coulf already tell that he needed help.

"Garen, get over and cover for me. I'll do it."

We quickly switched places and I got working on the control. Aww…they had put a thumb print reader on it instead of a regular password. If I put my fingers on it, it will sound another alarm but if I cut it the wires that will only jam everything up. I took out some of the binding tape I had and carefully tried to find a surface where I can get a clean thumb print. I take one off the steering control.

"Tena!"

I looked to see clones entering the ship. I put the strip down and ran to where the fighting is going on. I kicked the closest clone back and started shooting. I saw only more clones behind him.

"Garen listen to me. There is a binding strip on the control panel. Take it and use it for the lock."

"What about you?"

"Just do it."

I shot and shot but I knew that we will never get off the ground at this rate. I looked at Garen, he still needs more time. I didn't want to do it but I had to. I dropped both of my blasters to the utter surprise of the clones. I let the force run through me again. It felt so good after so long. Just as the next blaster shot almost killed me, I force pushed them all back. I try to hold them but after not using it for so long, I have lost some of my connection. I can feel the sweat dripping down my back. After what seemed like forever, I heard Garen call out to me.

"Tena, we can now go." I stopped pushing them back whish left them stumbling. The ship was already starting to fly. I dropped into the nearest seat and took in a few deep breaths. It was a lot harder than I remembered. Garen just keeps quiet as we fly out of the atmosphere. I know he will ask for some explanation for doing something so weird.

I set off the charges at once and I am very pleased to see the center go up in flames. We were almost ready to enter hyperspace but some fighters ships have escaped in time. They shot at us, forcing us to move off our course and then very suddenly , they just disappeared.

"Come on, Garen. Let's go home."

"Actually Tena………….I don't think we can."

"What?"

"The fighter ships must have not wanted to destroy us. They were used to scare us into a tractor beam."

"Stang. Of what ship?"

"It looks like that one." He pointed to a starcruiser.

"Are you sure you can't break free?"

"Positively."

"Well, I guess we have another mission on our hands."

"Yeah. Trying not to die."

"No kidding."

The ship was taken into the hanger and was met by the welcoming committee of Captain Capori and at least twenty clones.

"This is where the fun begins." Garen said.

"We'll see."

What do they want with us? Is it because I used the force or just that we are rebels? I hoped for the latter.

Author's note: See what I mean about not being the greatest. My other idea for this chapter was so bad that after I read it I deleted it. Well, I gotta go. I am not sure when the chapter is coming out. I just hope I can do it soon. Happy Thanksgiving if I can't get my chapter out by then!

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