(Has anyone worked out what the chapter titles are named after? It's obvious but I just want to know.)

In which the reformed 501st/212th hijack a Star Destroyer because, well, because they could.

Hawk grinned as they emerged from hyperspace with the Star Destroyer in sight. He flicked the over-head communications on. "We've found the target. Prepare for the fight."

He shared a grin with his co-pilots, Bow and Commander Bly, both of which shared his amusement. A crackled reply from Cody came back. "Copy that. Try not to get us shot down."

"Oh ye of little faith." Bow reprimanded quietly as Hawk scrabbled and began to mask the ship's signature.

Ahsoka came over the comms as well. "Can everyone get to battle stations? Ridge, I want you to continually scan for TIE fighters. Those are the last thing we need right now."

"Copy that, Commander." Ridge replied cheerfully. "Zeer says that if the scanners get anything, expect emergency alarms to be blaring."

Hawk groaned. "I hate the emergency alarms." He glanced back out at the Star Destroyer and let out a sigh of relief. "Looks like they haven't spotted us yet."

Bow frowned. "Don't say yet; you'll jinx us."

"We have enteral bad luck anyway so it didn't seem like a problem."

Ahsoka strode to the bridge, watching as Ridge, Zeer and Rookie flew from scanner to scanner, narrowing down any options the Empire would have of either spotting them or getting a surprise attack. "What's the word?"

"Thankfully nothing yet, Commander." Rookie called in greeting. "Hawk said that the signature was hidden before their scanners had the chance to pick it up in the first place and no fighters have been deployed."

"Well that's great news." Ahsoka smiled. She lifted her comm link to her mouth. "Rex, are you all set down there?"

"We're good, Commander. All prepared to board." Rex replied. "Though we're all a bit iffy about Kano flying us there."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes at the teasing tone and quiet grumbles from Kano. "And the fighters?"

"Threepwood and Boil are all prepared. Boomer and Jesse are taking gunner."

"Sounds like everything is going as planned, Commander." Ridge interrupted. "Proceed to stage two?"

"Yes. Kano, Threepwood and Boil, you have permission to take off. We will join you in the hangar bay."

"Roger, Commander." Kano replied and Ahsoka watched as the three ships exited the hangar.

"We're sure they'll get past the scanners?" Rookie sounded concerned. Ahsoka rested a hand on his shoulders. "Don't worry, Rookie. The Star Destroyer's down to a skeleton crew; the rest are battling Phoenix Squad. And while I dislike using members of the rebellion as decoys, Commander Sato agrees that gaining the destroyer will give us leverage that we need."

Rookie nodded, glancing back at his scanners. "Everything is still clear."

"Good," Ahsoka took a deep breath and made for the cockpit. "If even a single signal shows up on the scanners for a second, let us know. Anakin is still a dangerous flyer and I don't doubt he'd be the one they'd contact for back-up."

All three clones nodded, sharing grim expressions while Ahsoka entered the cock-pit. "How are we going in here?"

"Nothing's turned up yet," Bly answered, instinctively straightening in his chair. "There haven't been any calls from the Imperials either. For all intents and purposes, we're not here."

Ahsoka let out a sigh of relief. "This plan is going well then. Hawk, Bow, now that you've seen the ship up close, what are your thoughts?"

Hawk tilted his head, his eyes focused on the Star Destroyer. "They may be at a skeleton crew but there is definitely a larger storm trooper presence than normal." He gestured towards the docked shuttles. "Thankfully, there don't appear to be any extra fighters. We should be able to get in with ease to back up the landing crew in about five minutes, maybe a bit more."

Ahsoka slid into the engineer chair next to Bly, fastening the harness. "The storm trooper presence isn't enough of a worry to delay the mission." She mused. "We can deal with them any time of the day. Ridge, can you contact the landing team and let them know to do a count of fighter ships?"

"Yes, Commander."

Ahsoka looked out the cockpit window towards the Star Destroyer. "We'll be able to pull this off."

"Yeah," Bow laughed. "This is not the most dangerous mission the 501st has gone on."

"It is for me," Bly muttered uncomfortably. "Not all Jedi were as crazy as the Commander and General Skywalker."

Ahsoka gave him a sympathetic smile. "Oh, I'm sure they weren't. It was mainly luck that got us out anyway."

"That's not very comforting, Commander." Bly retorted, starting to look a bit green.

"Don't tease Commander Bly." Hawk chided the Togruta, only to receive a playful glare in return.

"You're safe to come in."

Hawk grinned widely. "Finally. I've been itching for a fight for weeks now."

The hangar was in the middle of a blaster battle when they landed. Ahsoka was standing by the ramp before they had even touched down and, the moment it opened, she charged forward, lightsabers active to deflect any of the bolts that came too close.

Rex waved her over and she ducked down next to him. "Well?"

"You're currently looking at every single storm trooper on the ship, Commander." Rex answered cheerfully, sliding into standing position, firing and then ducking behind cover before the troopers even realised what hit them. "Kano's leading the second team to flush out the officials. They'll be on the other side in less than two minutes to corner this lot."

Ahsoka nodded. "Good." She peered over the top of her cover. "Hawk reported a large storm trooper presence from the shuttle. I guess he was right."

"Yeah, we're not too sure why there are so many here," Kix chimed in, ducking down next to them. "It's certainly more than what's normally part of a skeleton crew."

Ahsoka frowned. "It's not too much trouble?"

"These guys couldn't kill us on a good day." One of the other clones snorted, his voice ringing around the hangar bay. Ahsoka smirked as a wave of anger floated off the storm troopers. "Keep up the assault. I'm going to scan the ship; something's wrong."

Rex and Kix both nodded before rolling out of cover and firing. Ahsoka folded her legs underneath her, tilting her head so her Montrals weren't shot at, and closed her eyes. There was a reason there were so many troopers here; she was angry that she hadn't searched the ship before sending anyone in.

A force signature flared into life on the ship, reaching forward to greet her own with happiness and relief radiating off of it. Ahsoka frowned. It was so familiar; this had to be someone she knew. She sent back waves of comfort before narrowing her senses. This person was located on the detention level but there was an anomaly in the same area. It felt like she was staring at an answer but couldn't connect the dots between it all. Then the emotions from the familiar person rushed to her and she stood in a smooth motion, both hands resting on her lightsabers. "Ezra."

Ahsoka spun, deflecting a bolt back towards the storm trooper who had fired it and strode to Rex. The clone looked up at her, watching as she almost effortlessly deflected the shots fired at her, and shook his head. "Reckless as ever, Commander."

"Ezra's here." She cut to the chase and got the response she had been expecting. Rex blinked up at her in confusion and Wolffe, who had been nearby, shared the expression.

"Ezra is here?" Rex repeated, stunned. "Wha- wait… how?"

"I don't know. I'm going to the detention level. Stick to the plan and keep me informed if anything out of order happens."

Rex nodded slowly. "Are you sure you want to go alone?"

Ahsoka flicked back another blot, only just realising that she was standing out in the open, but couldn't bring herself to worry about it. "Yes. There's something or someone else there. I don't want to endanger any of you anymore than we already are."

"Okay, Commander." Rex answered. "But you have to keep us informed as well."

Ahsoka arched an eye marking teasingly. "Of course."

She turned and stalked towards the door that the clones had secured. Coric and Nax looked up at her in confusion but pressed the button open and allowed her to slip through. As Ahsoka entered the rest of the ship, she closed her eyes to locate Ezra's signature again. The boy found her first and she felt another wave of relief rush to her. But there was something different about this one; it was tinged with warning.

The door slid open behind her and Rex ducked in. Before Ahsoka could protest, he held his hands up. "Orders from Kix. I'm not getting on his bad side, Commander."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes and started down the hallway. "Come on then."

The walk to the detention level was slow merely because Ahsoka was determined to keep her senses to the Force open and Ezra was very happy to have a friendly face on the ship. The young Padawan knew how to project his emotions very well but Ahsoka was worried that whatever else was down there could be sensing them as well. The last thing she wanted to do was be the cause of the kid's injuries or even death. The Ghost crew would never forgive her and she doubted she could forgive herself for another death on her hands. Rex checked every corner first, his twin blasters resting firmly in his hands while Ahsoka covered their point. From what she had heard about Ezra's escaping abilities, she was surprised he hadn't popped up on their route there.

"Commander." Rex hissed as he checked the corner that led to the cells. "Clear."

Ahsoka nodded, resting a hand on his shoulder. "Keep an eye out."

She slipped past him and walked slowly down the corridor, her eyes closed and senses reaching out into the Force. The anomaly was still hovering in the outskirts of her senses but Ezra's lively aura greeted her from the middle of the hallway. Ahsoka strode over, punching the open button, and was nearly barrelled over by the fifteen year. "Ahsoka!"

She caught his shoulders. "Woah, Ezra. Deep breaths." She commanded immediately, slipping a relax suggestion in her words. "What happened? Why are you here?"

"The Fifth Brother." Ezra's eyes darkened in annoyance and Ahsoka noticed that he was standing strangely, keeping all his weight on his left leg. "He jumped us in Lothal and I ended up here. Is Kanan okay?"

"I don't know but I promise you we will find out." Ahsoka reassured him. "Now, what's wrong with your leg?"

Ezra flushed, his embarrassment showing in his force signature. "It's nothing."

Ahsoka gave him a steady glare and the kid sighed. "It's just a sprain. It'll be fine in a few days."

"Okay then." Ahsoka gave in, mentally reminding herself to get Kix to have a look at Ezra's leg once the mission was over. "And the Fifth Brother. Where is he?"

"I don't know." Ezra admitted. "He was guarding here until the ship came under attack." Curious blue eyes studied her. "Why are you here?"

"We're attacking the ship." Ahsoka dead-panned. "Can you walk?"

Ezra nodded. "Slowly but yes."

The Togruta took his elbow and guided him back to Rex, keeping her eyes on Ezra's leg and her senses searching for the Fifth Brother's signature. The Inquisitor was here somewhere. Thankfully, the clones could handle themselves; easily able to hold off the Inquisitor if they were grouped together. Rex gave her a nod, before greeting Ezra cheerfully. "In trouble again, kid?"

"Naturally." Ezra shot back, smirking. Ahsoka rolled her eyes with a smile. "Rex, we need to head back to the bridge. There's an Inquisitor on board."

The cheeriness on Rex's face fell away to the stern mask that Ahsoka associated with protectiveness of his brothers. He pressed a button on his com link. "Kix, Kano. Come in."

There was a groan from Kano, followed by an annoyed, "What?"

"Inquisitor on board. Be prepared." Rex tightened his grip on his blasters and met Ahsoka's eyes. "Can you find him?"

"He's blocking his signature." Ahsoka replied, frustrated. "But his power is with strength and the force. His lightsaber skills are those of a novice."

"So we should be able to take him on?" Rex clarified.

"Yes but I do not recommend it."

The response had the clone arching an eyebrow but Rex kept quiet and led the way back to the hangar bay, with Ahsoka helping the injured Ezra along.

Kano's team had finished their sweep throughout the entire Star Destroyer and had successfully pushed the remaining Imperials to the hangar where the clones were attempting to stun them and 'stuff them into escape pods', as Boil had politely put it. The majority of the small amount of TIE fighters had been damaged in the cross fire and Ahsoka could see Hawk already buried into one, trying to salvage what he could. Kix met them at the door they had left through and studied Ezra. "I'm to assume that you two didn't cause the damage?"

Ezra looked stunned at the callous remark while Ahsoka crossed her arms and Rex rolled his eyes. Ahsoka was the one to respond. "I'll have you know that we broke nothing on our trip to and from the detention level thank you very much."

Rex nodded in agreement. "That was one time, Kix."

The medic snorted. "That was more than one time, Rex. You and General Skywalker," his eyes flickered to Ahsoka to judge her reaction to the use of her master's name (thankfully, other than a flinch, there was no real response given), "practically had your own beds in my medical bay."

"And it's been fifteen years since," Rex countered; snorting at the first name basis the medic had them on. He shrugged before striding over to cover. "Now, am I allowed to do my job?"

Without waiting for a response, the clone captain rolled out of cover and set of several successful shots before ducking down next to Wolffe. Kix turned back to face the confused Ezra and held out his hand. "I'm Kix, head medic of the 501st."

Ezra shook the offered hand. "Uh, Ezra Bridger and I don't have a title."

Kix's lips quirked at the statement and he glanced at Ahsoka. "You sound like the Commander when she was your age."

"And now that I'm in my thirties," Ahsoka interrupted, "I have both a title and someone to hunt. Will you all be okay down here?"

"Don't worry about us, Commander!" Gregor called, waving his hands dismissively. "If this is what all Imperials are like, we'll be able to bring down the Empire in a Standard Month."

Ahsoka rested her hands on her hips. "I'll take that as a yes. Kix, would you escort Ezra to the ship and check his leg? It looks like a bad sprain but I'll let you judge it."

Ezra moved to protest but Ahsoka had already whirled around and was striding back the way that they had come, her force signature bright in his senses. "Uh what?"

"Don't worry, kid," Kix dismissed. "She's always been like that. Come on; that leg looks troubling."

"You're just going to let her charge off by herself?" Ezra protested in confusion, gestured over his shoulder, slowly following the clone, who didn't seem to care that he was walking in the middle of a battle (and was seemingly 'Jedi-ing' his way out of getting hit). One of the clones heard his statement and let out a laugh. "Tell that commander what to do? That's a good one, kid."

"She'll let us know if she needs help." Kix reassured, pushing Ezra up the ramp into the shuttle they had boarded in. "Med bay's on your left."

Ezra found himself seated on a cold table as the clone swept around the room gathering materials, and decided he was more confused around the clones than he was around the Imperials. There didn't look like there were that many of them, but they were taking on a Star Destroyer? That couldn't be normal.

"Why are you attacking the Star Destroyer?"

"We thought we'd need it," was the only response he was given. "General Sato agreed, but that was probably more to keep the Captain and Commander from nagging him about it."

"Nagging?" Ezra questioned as Kix began to strap his ankle. The clone nodded. "Now it's just a sprain but you have to keep weight off of it for about a week."

"Kix?"

The medic groaned, grabbing his comm-link. "What have you done, Boomer?"

"Excuse you, I haven't done anything." The response was snappy but lightly teasing. "Commander Cody reports that we've secured the ship; the last of the crew is being loaded into the escape pods now."

"How many wounded?" Kix sounded reserved.

"About three. Coric had a look and only Ridge is somewhat serious. He's heading up now."

Kix rolled his eyes before turning to Ezra. "I'll get Rex up to show you around."

"What about Ahsoka?"

"The Commander?" Kix arched an eyebrow. "She'll be fine."

Ahsoka glanced around the detention level, resting her hands on her lightsabers. "Are you going to stop hiding yet?"

She saw the grey Inquisitor step out in front of her and tilted her head. "I know you're definitely not the talker but are you sure fighting is the best idea? I did ram your face into a concrete pillar a few months ago."

"You're cockier than I was told."

Ahsoka shrugged. "Now, do you want to fight or shall I escort you to an escape pod?"

The Fifth Brother drew his lightsaber and lunged at her. Ahsoka rolled herself sideways before throwing her hand out and knocking the Fifth Brother into wall. Keeping her hand splayed out, she walked over to face the humanoid. She knelt down next to him. "Shall I organise you an escape pod?"

"Go to hell."

Ahsoka blinked before snorting lightly. "Rude. Come along then."

She hauled the man to his feet and pointed the end of her lightsaber towards his back. The Inquisitor shot her a glare over his shoulder before reaching for his lightsaber and swinging the red blade down towards her. Ahsoka raised her shoto, stopping the blade, before delivering a sharp kick to the Fifth Brother's chest. The larger man stumbled backwards, quickly righting himself, but Ahsoka was already moving inside his guard, her lightsabers stopping the spinning blade before he could even swing them. Ahsoka spun herself around, her arms crossed over her chest to keep her advantage by holding his blades back, before opening herself to the Force and taking a deep breath. She shifted her grip on her sabers and pushed against his blades hard, breaking the lock. Spinning again so she was now facing him, Ahsoka clipped her lightsabers back at her waist before splaying her hand towards him.

For a moment in time, she could see the Force move with her. Her Force signature brightened, the power travelling down her arm and she made a shoving movement, sending the Inquisitor flying down the hall. He hit a wall, his hand releasing the lightsaber, which clattered onto the ground next to him. Ahsoka reached for her lightsaber and ignited it, leaving her other hand resting lightly against her shoto, and she walked towards the feebly stirring Inquisitor. Standing over the man, she rested the tip of the blade by his throat and grabbed her commlink. "Rex, could you please come in?"

"Sorry, Commander," Del's voice replied. "Captain Rex and Commander Cody are overseeing the migration to the escape pods. They've left the signal in that area jammed to make sure no one calls for help."

Ahsoka smiled. "That's a sensible idea. Can you send a message ahead and let them know I've found our stowaway Inquisitor?"

"Of course, Commander." There was a pause from the clone before; "Where did you find him?"

"Believe it or not, he was in a storage closet." Ahsoka said, keeping a straight face. The clone snorted. "Keeping in location secret: got it. Forwarding your message onto Captain Rex. Is there anything else I can help with Commander?"

"Just an update on Ezra. Anything?"

"Kix has the kid in lockdown because he tried to escape."

Ahsoka nodded to herself. He's fine then. Good; Hera would kill me otherwise.

She bent over the Inquisitor, opening her mind to the Force. He was conscious but didn't have enough energy to move. She grabbed his arm and pulled him up, pushing him in the direction of the escape pods. "Come along then."

"You think because you used to be a Jedi," the Fifth Brother spat as he grabbed the wall for stability, "that you can beat the Empire."

Ahsoka gave him a nudge with the Force and, grumpily and reluctantly, the Fifth Brother began to walk. The Togruta tilted her head. "Being a Jedi has nothing to do with it. And I'm not a Jedi. Surely your master would have told you that."

The Fifth Brother sneered. "He told us that you were a kill on sight target."

Ahsoka rested a hand on her chest. "I'm touched." Another nudge had the Fifth Brother enter the elevator. Ahsoka brought her lightsaber tip to his chest and pressed the button on the wall. "But if Darth Vader," she snorted, "really wants me dead; he needs to send someone much better than you Inquisitors."

The Fifth Brother glared at her statement but kept silent. Ahsoka smiled lightly but inside she fumed. "So I'm a kill on sight target then? That means there's a list. Where am I?"

Silence was the response but Ahsoka shrugged, having expected it. "I'm betting any Jedi Masters who survived Order 66," she couldn't repress the snarl here, "is at the very top of his list. Wayward Padawan and younglings are of little concern due to their lack of training and power, am I right? So I'm a special case; either due to my fighting skills and abilities or due to what I represent simply being alive."

The elevator dinged and she was met with the sight of Cody and Rex standing armed and ready to take the Fifth Brother. Ahsoka pushed the Inquisitor out of the elevator but put a hand against the door. "You know who he is, don't you? All you inquisitors do."

The Fifth Brother stared at her, Rex and Cody both holding his arms tightly. "Why do you think we fear him so much?"

Ahsoka crossed her arms. "Because Anakin Skywalker does not forgive easily and he never did. As Darth Vader, he can run rampant throughout the galaxy, removing all those who wronged him. But I… no we," she gestured to the clones, "we're reminders of who he used to be. And we're dangerous because of that."

She rested herself against the side of the elevator. "And I want you to tell him so. We know who he is, we're not afraid and we're not going away. Gentlemen, I leave him in your care."

Both clones saluted her, faint smirks resting on their faces before Rex tugged the Inquisitor off while Cody kept his blaster trained on his back. Ahsoka hit the button for the bridge and rested against the back of the elevator. It wasn't just a speech to scare the Inquisitor that goes bump in the night. They were reminders of who Anakin used to be and their very existence was dangerous to themselves and to him. Not for the first time, Ahsoka worried for all the clones that were following her. What if she got them killed, chasing the ghost of someone they used to know?

Kix was waiting for her on the bridge. The moment she stepped out of the elevator, he pointed her to a chair, obviously prepared to do a post-battle check-up. Ahsoka slumped into the chair. "How's Ezra?"

"He's tried to escape the med bay three times now. The first two he claimed to want to see if you were okay, the third was to explore the ship." Kix fixed her with a stare. "It sounds very familiar."

"Hardy-hah." Ahsoka deadpanned, turning her attention to Rookie. "Rookie, is there anything showing up on the scanners?"

"Thankfully no," Rookie replied. "We struck fast enough that no one got a distress signal out and Nax and Zeer both did a check of the Imperials; nothing there that could ruin this whole thing."

"Hawk, Bow and Bly head back to the main cruiser?"

"Yes," Rookie glanced over at one of the monitors. "I've got them inbound here. They called a few minutes ago; they're docking on the other side of the ship. The shuttles we used to get here was damaged in the fight; few hits towards the engines so we're not getting off that way again."

Ahsoka nodded. "So, aside from our two stowaways, everything went according to plan?"

"Yes."

"That's wonderful." Kix stepped back from the Togruta and looked her up and down. "Only thing wrong with you, other than being a little suicidal in the missions you take, is exhaustion. Get some rest, Commander."

Ahsoka smiled, rolling her shoulders. "You did not have to tell me that." She turned to Rookie. "Everyone knows the plan now, but I would like to be alerted in about three hours to make sure everything is running smoothly."

Rookie saluted, something that now was more of a joke amongst friends than something that was necessary and turned to the scanners. Kix crossed his arms, walking in the same direction, but called over his shoulder; "Check on the kid, Commander. He's worried about you."

"Already on it, Kix. Med bay?"

"Hopefully."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes, turning to walk down one of the hallways that branched off the bridge. She opened herself to the Force, sweeping for Ezra's signature, and was happily greeted by the young teenager who was curled up in the med bay. Thankfully, the Imperials had kept a similar design between the Republic Cruisers and the Star Destroyers. The medical bay was located close to the bridge and several elevators that would lead straight to the escape pods, but far from the hangar bay to keep patients safe.

Ezra was basically jumping up and down when she entered the bay and greeted her with a wide grin. "You're okay!"

Ahsoka tossed him a teasing look. "It's not like I haven't fought the guy before."

Ezra tiled his head in acknowledgement. "I know. Just, I didn't want that to be a one-off."

Ahsoka reached forward and ruffled the Lothal kid's hair. "Don't worry about me, Ezra. I can handle myself. Now, how's your leg?"

The boy looked down at his strapped leg. "It's okay now but I can't walk very far on it."

"Kix normally thinks that's a good thing." Ahsoka replied. "What happened, Ezra? How did you end up here?"

Ezra took in a deep breath, his cheeks suddenly flushed with embarrassment. "I… I did something stupid."

Ahsoka gave him a comforting smile. "The tales these men could tell about the stupid things my master and I have done would make your sides hurt with laughter. But at the time, we got in a lot of trouble for it. I found it easier to just talk to someone. Rex was the one who got all my secrets."

"And he didn't tell anyone?" Ezra looked confused.

Ahsoka shook her head. "Other people knew, sure. But Rex would listen and let me say what happened from my point of view. He would then tell me what he thought I could do."

Ezra looked back at his leg. "It is stupid."

"Who cares?" Ahsoka countered, sliding herself into one of the metal chairs. "It's bothering you, isn't it?"

She let the boy mull over his choices for a few moments before leaning forward to touch his hand. "Ezra, trust me, no matter what you think you've done, they're going to want you back."

Ezra narrowed his eyes at her. "How did you-?"

"You're normally good at hiding secrets," Ahsoka confided, "but not right now."

His eyes dropped to the floor. "I did something stupid. Kanan and I… we had a fight and I said some things I shouldn't have."

Ahsoka didn't want to ask what kind of things; Ezra's guilty feelings were now palpable and if she stopped him now, he might not continue.

"And after our fight, I ran to the city. I didn't want to push it any further and I was definitely in the wrong so I ran. But he was there."

"Alone?" Ahsoka pressed lightly and Ezra shook his head. "I can out-run the Fifth Brother, or whatever his name is, any day. The Mirialan inquisitor was there as well and she's faster than me. She caught me."

"And then you ended up here and we know how the rest of the story goes." Ahsoka finished quickly. She gave the kid a comforting smile. "I can bet you any money the Ghost crew are probably scared out of their minds right now."

Ezra's lips twitched. "They probably are. Worry-warts."

Ahsoka reached for her holoprojector and pressed it into his hands. "Shall we fix that?"

There was a pause, and then, "Kanan's going to freak out. You know, when he finds out I'm on a ship with clones."

Ahsoka smiled. "Yes he probably will. You might be stuck with Gregor or Rex as a 'guardian' until you see them next."

"I like Gregor." Ezra confided. Ahsoka laughed. "How about this, you call your friends and I'll stay here as well, and then we'll hook you up to a wheelchair and give you the grand tour of a Star Destroyer without having to worry about being shot at. How does that sound?"

Ezra smiled again. "That sounds great." He began to input the codes to call Chopper.

"We can even let you hold Echo if you want." Ahsoka added, resting back against her chair.

A familiar warbling sound came through the projector, the miniature Chopper appearing in all of his blue-coloured glory, but Ezra fixed Ahsoka with a confused stare. "Who's Echo?"

"Ezra!"

Okay, this one is a two-part story. Basic info out of the way first; it's my headcanon that the Inquisitors know who Darth Vader is/was and they're away of his 'kill list' (Obi-Wan, followed by Yoda, followed by Ahsoka). All the clones are aware of Anakin's identity as well and key members of the rebellion but it's not a secret being flung left, right and center.

Another thing; I cannot write fight scenes to save my life. Which is weird. I can describe a pond in amazing detail that you'd be able to see it but I can't tell you anything about a fight. Sorry. The 'Ezra' at the end was the Ghost crew but that will be covered in the next chapter.

Also, if anyone has any prompts or ideas that they would like to see, send them in because this kinda goes all over the place. It follows canon but plays with it.