Accismus⋆౨ৎ˚⟡.• Anakin Skywalker⋆౨ৎ˚⟡.•

120.

'The shields are down, Miss Tano! It's up to you, now. We'll cover you the best we can.'

'Thank you. Swinging around, now.'

The TIE fighter that was yet to fire a blast curved around the failing star destroyer. While dodging Imperial ships, the Resistance were free to bomb the vessel. The TIE fighters continued to chase after the starfighters and x-wings, but there were too many rebel ships in their airspace. 

The Empire were losing.

Ahsoka descended over the surface of the star destroyer in search of the exhaust port. She had located it before the shields fell and with Mothma's reinforcements bringing up her rear, the Jedi prepared to perform a miracle.

The exhaust port was coming up. The hijacked TIE fighter hovered over the grey surface and Ahsoka's thumbs waited over the blaster buttons. She flew in a straight line with a series of x-wings behind her, and the small rectangle in the destroyer's make-up was in sight. She needed to concentrate on her attack, and use the Force to guide the blasters directly into the ten-metre wide gap.

But with the Resistance hovering around her, the remaining Empire grew suspicious. The TIE fighter hadn't engaged in the battle at all and after the shields were dismantled, the ship was suddenly surrounded by rebels. The Imperial pilots noticed this strange pattern and turned away from their individual chases.

'Something is wrong with one of our fighters, sir,' a pilot said into his intercom from his cockpit. 'The rebels aren't firing at it, and it's been circling the destroyer throughout the whole battle.'

'Follow it! We've been fooled! The rebel scum has infiltrated one of our ships!'

Tarkin was desperate. While doused in the red lights and as victim to the destroyer's countdown, the man held to his lips the commlink to all the ships left in battle. Foam appeared at the corners of his mouth and his eyes were blood shot. He watched the last of the Empire turn and follow the TIE fighter that held a rebel at its controls.

He knew it was the same ship that fled Yavin 4 and wouldn't connect to the destroyer's intercom. Because of their ignorance to the greater plan at play, the destroyer was falling apart, and the rebels were about to deliver the final blow.

'All units on that TIE fighter! Blow it up! Destroy them!'

Tarkin's orders were heard in every Imperial cockpit, but they could only fly as fast as the engines would allow. Ahsoka's ship remained at the head of the formation and with the Resistance behind her, Ahsoka was able to slip her conscience into the Force. 

Her hands remained on the joysticks, but her eyes slid shut. Without seeing the destroyer rushing under her, the Jedi could no longer see the coming exhaust port in its physical form. But as she slipped into the Force's hold, she saw the mechanical make-up and power that it held on a spiritual level.

The realm of the Force was healing. The light had returned, and the endless void had brightened from its dull grey. Flames of the good and just occupied the realm and balance was being restored.

Ahsoka could see the small space inside the destroyer. It functioned just like every other part of the ship, but it was the focus of Ahsoka's blast. It's place below the surface made it difficult to hit, but when Ahsoka called to the Force and asked for its guidance, the exhaust port was within reach.

Her eyes opened; enlightened and focused. Ahsoka's orange thumbs fell over the buttons and two blasts left the TIE fighter's belly. The rebel ships behind the fighter watched as the blasts fell to the surface of the destroyer.

At first, it appeared as if the blasts were going to miss the rectangular gap by milimetres. But at the last second, the blasts curved and were pulled into the exhaust port like metal to a magnet. The blasts fell a few metres down a tunnel before they ignited the space in a chain reaction.