Chapter 28
Hey guys! I'm back! With bucket loads of B-day money! Now im not here to brag, just saying that with said B day money, I bought a keyboard for my ipad mini, and im still getting use to it! So, just, bare with me here guys! Ok,sorry for the wait lets do this! Secret weapon time! :D…
The words 'secret weapon' actively excited Kallus as the sith lord ordered him to prepare it for the child. That same excitement was gone in the blink of an eye as he discovered what it was. But, he knew better then to question Darth Vader himself. He had learned from others mistakes.
Meanwhile in the cell, the other were still trying to process the word 'secret weapon'.
"Gah!" Zeb grumbled as he punched the bars and turned to the crew. "I cant take this much longer! And who knows how much longer the kid can hold out before he-" Zeb immediately stop talking and turned away. "Never mind." He mumbled before plopping down on he bench next to Hera.
"What do you even care." Sabine blew under her breath.
"Eh! Whats that suppose to mean." Zeb demanded, shooting off the bench, with Sabine doing the same from her spot on the floor.
Truthfully, she was just trying to pick a fight. She needed to yell at someone. Blame someone. And from the looks of it, so did Zeb. "What I mean Zeb," she yelled, "is that right before Ezra went into that vent you were yelling at him! Blaming him for the stupid door!"
Zeb's face flushed, and his blood boiled even more. That had been all he had been thinking about since this all went down, everything. He had been beating himself for the way he talked to Ezra, and for someone else to throw it his way. Well that was it, he had to blame her for something, anything! They were in a small cell, captured the empire. Their youngest member being tortured and their leader not standing a chance being a Jedi in imperil custody. They had no idea where Chopper was, and no way of contacting the rebel cell. It was all too much, so the girl standing in front of Zeb wasn't his good friend Sabine. For all he cared he was yelling at agent Kallus. "Oh yea!" he screamed. "Little miss perfect! You not exactly indecent in all of this either, now are you!"
"Me?!" she demanded. "What did I do! You were rooming with him for Karabasts sake!" she yelled as Hera was about to break it up, but was stopped by Kanan.
"Just let them yell." He whispered to her as the argument continued.
"What didn't you do!" Zeb said harshly. "You didn't even notice he was gone!"
"Neither did you!" And that sent them both quiet. "None of us did." She mumbled.
Just when Kanan was about to speak up, he suddenly grabbed his head. "AH!" he yelled as he crumbled to him knees.
"Kanan!" Yelled Hera. "What is it? Is it the force blockers?"
"Actually, no." Said Kanan, shacking off the dizziness. "The opposet."
"Think he hit his head?" Sabine whispered up to Zeb, half kidding, half concern.
"What is it mate?" Zeb asked, completely ignoring Sabine.
Kanan arose shakily to his feet, with Hera eyeing him. "It's the force blockers." He said, "Their making it so I can not become one with the force, but something, something shot through?" He answered.
"Well, what was it?" asked Sabine.
"I , I'm not, sure?" He said, but then his eyes grew wide. "Hera! When we came here and they stripped us of our weapons, do you know where they stored them?!"
"What? Um, no. We were all unconscious, why?"
Kanan grumble in frustration until Sabine spoke up. "Uh, over heard some troopers saying something about all unauthorized rebel weaponry is being stored somewhere like, uh, B52, B53? Something like that, I'm guessing some kind of storage room."
Kanan shot back to Hera. "Hera! Do you know where the detention level cells are, what level are they on?!"
"Kanan, were in a detention level cell! Why do you need to know what level were on?" Zeb questioned, but Kanan wasn't looking like he was going to answer.
"Hera!" Kanan pressed.
"Uhhh, B52, I think? Why!"
"Were too close." He mumbled under his breath. He looked to everyone. "Get down!" he yelled, just as the blast when off.
There rebels observed the screens closely, until a small section on one of the star destroyers went off in a blast. Not nearly big enough to bring down the ship, but still a good blast.
"What…just, HAPPENED!?" Zatt yelled, looking confused, along with everyone else at the sudden blast.
Ahsoka's eyes burst open as she heard the crowd burst into question-us whispers. "Which one was it?!" she asked, not as commander Tano, but as excited padawan Snips.
"Huh?" Asked Marah.
Ahsoka rolled her eyes. "Which ship did the explosion go off!" she asked.
"Uh, I repeat, what just happened!?" Yelled Zatt, asking the same question everyone else in the room was.
Ahsoka sighed. "Alright everyone, just calm down. I can explain. I used the force to locate the Jedi's light saber and, uh, well, kind of..blew it up!"
"You did..WHAT!" Yelled Zatt. "Why?"
"I'll show you why! Key, Ajia?" Said Ahsoka.
"Uh, yes Commander Tano?" They answered , still in shock of what just happened.
"What star destroyer did the blast come from?"
They both began zooming in on he image, still on the screen, to make out the boldly painted on numbers. "Uhhhhh,the blast occurred from star destroyer.. A17."
Ahsoka smiled, it actually worked! "Rex? Round up all spare rebels. Phenix pilots, ready your ships, and get all spare TIE fighters that we have. Anyone who works in the monitor room, get to your posts. Were going to need you right here for a birds eye view, you will be under the command of Key and Ajia for this mission. Clones, get all of the spare fire power you can, and set quartets for destroyer A17. Ladies and gentlemen. We're taking down a Star destroyer."
Ok! I very much hope you enjoyed it! :D I like having it on my ipad, I don't have to write the chapter all at once! Half way through I stopped and watched like, 3 episodes of switched at birth, and am now making KD! Ok, we call it Kraft Dinner, its like boxed mac and cheese, but apparently in the US it's the same thing, but on the box it says mac and cheese! Weird! Ok, this chapter will make lot more scene soon! :) ok, sorry if you didn't like it! Until next time,
-Azilia
