Galactic date: 18 December, 2 BBY

Location: Teth

"Spectre 1, I've patched into their systems. Your friend is in level 4, cell 133." Said Sev. "Copy that. Unlock all the door on my mark." Ordered Ezra. The team managed to find a turbolift and everyone got inside.

"Guess we're just gonna stick together." Said Sabine. "So uh...that Mando over there. They say it's your...what's the word I'm looking for?" Ordo chimed in, but was interrupted by Atin. "That brings up some old history. You still remember that guy called Darman? It's a similar story. Hell to that traitor. He joined the Empire. Damn."

"Cut the chatter. Feels like we're stopping." Said Ezra. The team drew their weapons and aimed at the door. A stormtrooper was whistling right outside the door, and was blasted into space dust by the clones.

"Can't believe I was counting on you to get us out. But thanks kid, I owe you one." Said Zeb when he saw the sight of Ezra's team sprinting to his cell. Ezra sliced open the lock and helped Zeb out. "You owe me a lot more than one, captain. Let's get out of here." The rest of the squad cut open the remaining cells and freed the clones inside.

An officer was walking towards them, with a cup of coffee in his hand. Ordo heard him, and quickly landed a knife in his neck and threw him in an empty cell. "Good night." Ezra lifted his arm and tuned his comlink, "Delta, you got the nod. Ready for phase 2." a deep voice came from the other side. "Copy that. Be advised, I see an officer with a red lightsaber headed your way."

"Karabast. Is everyone secure?" Asked Ezra. "Negative, the whole 99 and 1409 are missing." Replied Atin. "They can't be far, let's go." Sabine ran back to the turbolift but was force choked by someone, stopping the Mando in her tracks. "They're onto us! Go! Don't worry about us. This is our fight." Ezra yelled and drew his lightsabers. He leaped at the inquisitor and forced him to drop Sabine.

"Mi hermana...I will finish you today!" Roared the inquisitor. He ran towards Ezra, but was blocked by a darksaber. And the three began a brutal fight to the death. At one point, Five started spinning his lightsaber and caught Sabine outmatched. Ezra ran at him, trying to turn the tables, but was repelled by Five to the other side of the level.

He was about to launch a final blow when another cry filled the level. Five turned around, only to see a man in black and red heavy armor leaping towards him. The next thing he knew, he was threw on the ground and knocked out cold. "Guess we are taking prisoners." Said Sabine while she bagged Five's unconscious body and carried him.

"I just opened the cell doors. It's gonna be a riot down there. Wait! Wait! I got eyes on 99. They're headed for the armory one level below you. Get there." Said Boss, who has been monitoring the team's movement the whole time. "On it. Over. Ordo, Atin, take the prisoners to their gear. Sabine! You're with me." Ordered Ezra.

"By the way, who just beat up him?" Asked Sabine in confusion. "I did." Replied a deep and heavy voice. It was an old muscular man with only a pair of trunks and a vest on him. "Name's Wrecker. It's good to see you, general." He continued. "Let's go find my brothers. They're a floor below us."

"Precious cargo secure, general. Bring the fleet." Said a voice from Ezra's comlink. "Good. Phoenix squadron, you got the green light. May the force be with you." Ezra and the rest to the turbo lift and went to the ground floor. The door hissed open, and Ezra found himself staring at dozens of barrels of a blaster. "Karabast."

"Delta, we've been compromised! Don't do anything stupid." Said Ezra. "This is lieutenant Lyste! Drop your weapons or be fired upon! You have three seconds to comply!" Without warning, the ground in front of Ezra exploded, sending the stormtroopers sky-high. Moments later, two Munificent class frigate loomed above them team and a chatter came from his comlink. "Sorry about the delay, master jedi. My name is Cham Syndulla, at your service."

"Good to see you guys. We need you to keep the heat off us! Half of the Empire is on us!" Yelled Ezra. "You got any gunships up there? We need immediate evac for 40 plus personnel." He continued. "You got it. ETA 1 minute." Ezra and Sabine drew their sabers and deflected blasts from all directions while Delta rappelled down from the control room and regrouped with the rest.

Another stromtrooper ran at Ezra, but was sliced in half by his saber. "Syndulla you're gonna get us out or what?" Questioned Ezra. "Easy jedi. We're on approach." Seconds later, a flight of LAATs landed ahead of them. Everyone got inside the gunship, but just when they were about to take off, a stormtrooper ran at the gunship and shot Ordo in the arm. However, he was finished off by Zeb's bo-rifle. "You can't kill me, not today."

Soon the flight was on its way back to the ship. "Get us off this planet. Anywhere but here." Said Ezra. "Mission complete. Heading home."

Meanwhile...

Kanan was sleeping in the interrogation room. He looked around the room and saw nothing but a man with a black mask. Darth Vader himself. "We meet again, jedi." Said the Sith Lord. "You won't get a damn from me." Kanan scoffed. He knew he had to stay strong, for the crew and his family.

"I'm not so sure about that. Allow me to introduce, Starkiller, my greatest ally." Grunted Vader. Starkiller approached Kanan and squeezed his face with his iron grip. "Not a common practice, jedi. Doing a little...something something with a twi'lek. Rare as Lasat." Laughed Marek. "Do you mind leaving us alone, master?" He continued.

"I have faith in you, my apprentice. Do not let me down." Said Vader right before he stepped out of the interrogation and disappeared from sight. "Now you better start talking so I can end your misery quick, Jedi. Oh, and Hera's." Demanded Marek as he paced around the room with a concerned face.

"Let's talk about your old man. He was a great Jedi, one of the last survivors of order 66 back then. He was a close friend to my master." Replied Kanan. "Why the hell are we talking about my father?" Marek questioned, but with a rather less confident voice. "Why? His death haunted me, like, like a...why do you even want to bring up him?"

Kanan grinned under his breath. He was right, Vader did get his hands dirty for a new apprentice.

"Because Vader killed your father, and I can prove it."