Why is it always one spared, while another taken?

I don't know. We've already lost thousands of good men just to keep ourselves from being wiped out by the Empire. But what's the worst is that Ezra, and my mother, are gone. Sometimes I wish they killed me instead, for giving him a cold shoulder all these years of fighting. I should've realised it earlier, that he's more that just a street rat.

Goodbye Ezra, and thank you. You will be remembered in our hearts.

Galactic date: 1 February, 1 BBY

Location: Ghost

The crew gathered around the dejarik table with a hologram on it. It's no big difference in the ship, but without the flirting lothalian on board, it all seems empty. "The only way we can honour Ezra is to liberate his home world." Said Hera, still clouded by the lost apprentice. "We'll start with this airbase in the middle of the city." She continued.

"This time we'll blow up the whole base, and not just a fraction of it." Suggested Sabine. "Agreed. We'll roll hard within a hour. Let's make this fight worth fighting." Kanan finished. The crew headed back to their quarters, putting themselves back together to finish what they started a long time ago.

Meanwhile...

"How's he doing?" Asked Skirata. "He's stable for now. But he's still unconscious, Kal. We'll have to wait for a while till he's back on the grid." Replied Ordo. "Do whatever you can Ordo, but don't put too much weight on him, Anubis is still an experimental device. You know that right?" Ordo glanced at the sick bed beside him. "Yes sir." He replied casually.

All of a sudden, the body lying on the bed opened his eyes and started gasping violently. "Okay! Calm down my friend. You're ok, we got you." Ordo reassured the patient in panic attack. "Just take it easy. Breathe slowly, that's right, that's my boy. How do you feel?"

"Where the hell am I?" Asked the patient. "This is Polis Massa, a medical station we recovered years ago." Answered Ordo. "This little device on your chest is your lifeline for the next few years. Hopefully shorter. Whatever you do, do not break it." The clone continued. He ordered a 2-1B medical droid to look after the patient and told him to take care of himself. Then, he marched out of the room and went to meet Kal.

"Is the boy good?" Kal questioned with an anxious tone. "Because we'll have a serious problem if anyone discovers our experiment." He continued sternly. "He's doing fine Kal. What is Anubis anyway?" Asked Ordo curiously. There weren't many ways to bring a dead person back to life, and if there is, it usually involves a lot of dark magic.

"It's a project first invented by the Empire. When Darth Vader found himself short of men, he decides to go and revive some skilled clones that fought alongside with him during the clone wars. That guy called Fives was one of his test subjects, but since it was sill a prototype at that time, his face became grey and along with some other adverse side effects with him. Don't worry, he's getting better now."

"How did you find out about all these?" Asked a surprised Ordo. "I didn't. Our informant Galen Marek did. He even dug up some dirty paperwork about the death of ex-minister Tua. Now the Phoenix have potential proof to clear their names. In other words you won't see them anytime soon." The older Kal Skirata explained. "Now get back to work son, we need him for the battle we're about to begin." He continued.

Instead of following orders, Ordo activated his hologram and contacted the best advisor he could find: Fives, and urged him to head to the watery planet to watch over the patient. "Fives, I need your help, fast and quick." Said Ordo. "Is there a reason you're talking like this? You sound like you're playing hide and seek with the Empire." Fives joked, unaware that the live of a fellow warrior is at stake. "It's not that simple, or I would've never called you. Can you recall how Vader revived you?"

Fives frowned, he is in no mood to bring up this topic anymore, even though he is alive and well thanks to it. "Why do yo think I want to talk about that? I'd rather die if I found out..." He was interrupted when Ordo started shouting at the hologram with all his might. He could smell Ordo's fury through the blue image. "This is not up to you to choose Fives, that project used to bring you back to life? We're using an improved version to save your friend. And we need your help, NOW!" Five was growing impatient, but knowing it was used for a better purpose managed to calm the rampant clone down. "You better tell me that particular person is worth saving." Warned Fives. "Explain."

A while later, Fives was in the mess hall of the Kanera with a few clones on board the ship, completely shaken up. He sat beside his best friend, Echo, and the two chatted away just like the old days of the Clone Wars. "Echo, I have a sticky problem in my hands, and I need a little help." Echo turned his head to the man from the dead. "Shoot." Fives explained everything to Echo without drawing any attention from the rest of the crew. Echo stared at him, he could not believe his ears. "You're kidding. He had a saber stuck in his chest." He muttered.

"And he pulled this saber out. I need to find a way to get to Polis Massa." Said Fives. "Alright alright. Flying out in any spaceship would be too high profile, so we can rule that out. These people know how to track down an escape pod, and they'll find you pretty soon if you do so." Fives crossed his hands, eager to hear more about his plans to leave the ship without being spotted. "I guess I can only talk to him through transmission then."

"There is a way, though." Echo broke the silence. "Our next destination is to Concord Dawn, if you can somehow jump ship when the fleet reaches the asteroid field, you can fly your way to the moon where the protectors are stationed. They'll help you out." Fives' eyebrows raised. He's been on the craziest missions the galaxy threw at him, but using asteroids to walk to a moon was a whole new level. "I know you can do this, Fives. The boy's counting on you. Get it done."

The two were interrupted when an announcement filled every corridor of the ship. "This is commander Sato. Prepare for hyperspace jump." Fives grinned. "Well, guess it is time to gear up." He left the mess hall and headed to the armoury for his mission in space.