Chapter 34
A/N, hey guys, just wanted before I start the chapter to say thank you AzulaBlue92! Gosh, come on guys! My girl Azula was the only on to greave Marah and Zatt's death! That was hard to write! :,(
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It was a hopeless situation at best. It was a suicide mission at worse. Well, I guess it was always a suicide mission, they just didn't know it.
They ran halls, all broken or bruised in some way, not just physically. They ran blindly like Loth-rats in a maze, awaiting instruction from Key or Ajia on the Rebellion, but right now all the coms were jammed with pleas and desperate calls for backup from the outside world. The worst was was when the pleas went silent.
As they ran through the halls the only sounds they heard was the voices booming from the coms. "Help! This is Phoenix delta A79 niner, requesting immediate backup! I repeat immediate backup! I've got three TIEs closeting in!" The line went dead.
And a new call of desperation came through. "Requesting backup! This is the ExEmpier crew requesting immediate backup! The star destroyer is now firing and are shields are down! I repeat shields are down!" The com went dead once more.
"That's it!" Said Sabine. "We can't just keep running around and listening to our people out there die!"
"Well there's not much we can do from inside of here!" Yelled Ahsoka, stopping to catch her breath, the rest following her in the motion.
"Wanna bet." Exclaimed Hera, unclipping the com from Ahsoka's belt, ignoring Ahsoka's protests. "Calling ExEmpier, ExEmpier crew, come in. Are you there?"
Static.
"Yes? Hello! This is ExEmpier, in need of assistance! Can you provide backup?"
"Well…no." Said Hera.
"What! Then why are you on this frequency!"
"Listen to me, your just going to have to trust me. Now, how big is your ship?"
"Our..ship? What is the meaning of this!" Called the frustrated and scared crew man.
"Answer the question!" Said Hera, all eyes on her.
A frazzled sigh came from the com followed by, "um, smaller then the Rebellion, but bigger then three TIEs."
"Good." Said Hera, "that's good. How many abound?"
"Eight soles aboard."
"Ok," said Hera. "Given the size of your ship, underneath the control panel should be a series of around six wires, do you see them?"
"Affirmative."
"Do you see two green wires?"
"Um…" Came the voice.
"Hera, what are you doing!" Whispered Kanan.
"There are a bunch of people out there getting blown to bits trying to save us! I think it's time we retuned the favor." Said Hera, her eyes flaming.
"Yes," came the voice through the com. "Two green wires."
"Describe them to me."
"What?"
"Have I lead you wrong so far? Now come on, a scratch, a spark, anything!" Yelled Hera.
"Um, yes, one of the green wires is snapped!"
"Ok, that's why your shields are down. Now this is going to sound crazy, but I'm going to need you to take the other green wire and break it."
"What! No, this is ridiculous! We're not even suppose to be here! We've only ever done in and outs! Nothing like this! We are in way over our heads! We going to blow up aren't we! Going agents the Empire!"
"Hey!" Said Hera. "No one is dying, not on my watch. What is your name?"
"Um, Malroson. T-they, my crew I mean, call me Mal."
"Good. Mal, my name is Hera, we're going to get though this, got it? Now I need you to snap the green wire that isn't already broken. Ok, can you do that for me?"
Static.
"Ahsoka," asked Hera, "have you ever heard of a Mal? Malroson, part of the ExEmpire crew."
"Yes." Answered Ahsoka in an agitated tone, as Hera was still using the com she snatched. "He has been a part of the rebellion for around a month now."
"Rookie." Said Zeb, after placing the now unconscious Ezra on the ground beside where they stood, looking away at his hands, now soaked on Ezra's blood. "Probably never been in anything like this before."
"There! I-it's cut! Now what!" Came Mal's voice from the com.
"Good, Mal, your doing good." Said Hera. "Now take the bottom piece of the green wire on the left, and the top of the green wire on the right, and connect them. Got it?"
"Uh, got it." He said, more static filling the air.
"I don't really want to sound like the bad guy right now," said Wolf, "but maybe we should try and save our own hinds before helping the ones out there!"
"Trust me, this will help us."
"How!" Said Wolf.
"Did you not here me say Trust!" Said Hera.
"Uh, I, I got it!" Yelled the rookie from the com. "Shields are up! I repeat, shields are up!"
"Good, Mal. You did good deer! Now I need you to do something for me now, okay?"
"Huh? Yea, sure, what?" He asked.
"I need you to get off of this frequency, too many are on it and it's blocking me and my crew from calling for help. Do not come back on the frequency unless it is absolutely necessary. Got it? I also need you to spread the word. Can you do that for me?"
"Yea. Yea I can do that! But it's like a free for all out here!"
Hera sighed. "Yes, Mal, that's the other thing. I need you and your crew to try and keep everyone in order. Help out with backup. Remind the others what side we are all on. From now on, you and your crew are the glue, first up Pheonix delta A79 niner needs immediate backup. Got it? Can you do that for me?"
"Yea, I can do that, thank you. Sighing off. Oh, wait!"
"What is it Mel, hurry." Said Hera.
"Who are you?"
Hera laughed a bit. "Believe it or not we're the people your saving." She said, right before he sighed off. "There," said Hera, tossing Ahsoka her com. "Now the coms will be less chaotic, we can most likely get through to the S.S Rebellion."
"That was… Very smart Hera. I apologize" she said, before turning Her back, and speaking into the com. "Key, Ajia! Come in, Rebellion. This is Ahsoka calling Rebellion."
"Ahsoka?!" Asked Ajia from the com.
"Are you still out there?" It was now Key who spoke. "The line went dead, so did the single we were getting form the S.S Rebellion. We're getting distress calls none stop! From our view we're losing people faster than we can reload! What is going on out there! Have you found the Ghost crew yet?"
"Yes Key, we are aware." Said Ahsoka. "There have been….problems with our previous plan. The Freedom ship will no longer be able be able to get us off of the Imperial destroyer. And the only available docking bay has become..unavailable. We are requesting immediate backup."
"Wait, what? You mean us?" Asked Ajia. "Ahsoka, um, I mean commander Tano, all of the worriers have gone. The only soles who remain aboard are workers. Computer hackers for Imperial files, data workers, engine workers! We have no business in the battle field!"
"Listen to me. The Rebellion is the biggest ship that we have, and a birds eye view is no good to us if it is just watching the rebellion get picked off. Now I need you to get over here immediately to get us off of this star destroyer. The Padawan is loosing blood too quick and there are too many TIE fighters closing in on the Phoenix ships. Now I need you to send a destress call to all available rebel ships, and get to this battle before we lose it! Do you understand me!"
"What? This is crazy! What do you mean, get you off if the star destroyer? I thought you said that the docking bay had been destroyed. How do you plan to have us get aboard to retrieve you?"
"I have a plan. But you need to get here first. Now sign off to clear the frequency. Tano signing off.
"Wait! But-"
"That is an order." Said Ahsoka, before flicking off the com and turning to the crew. Suddenly, both Ahsoka and Kanan went pale, falling to the ground. Sabine catching Kanan by the arm, holding him up in shock, and Zeb doing the same to Ahsoka, barley catching her.
"What? What is it?!" Asked Wolf in a panic, Chopper whirling around frantically.
"C-cold." Kanan spit out. "It's- cold."
Ahsoka looks up, fear being the only colouring in her now hollow eyes. "He's coming."
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-Azilia